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Chapter 128: Father Zhang Xianzhong

Zhu Hongyu nodded slightly and said.

"Very good, I hope you won't disappoint me!"

Suddenly, Zhu Hongyu seemed to remember something and asked.

"What is your real name? What is your origin?"

"If you want to be the Prime Minister, you must explain these things clearly!"

Zhang Yunxuan said.

"I don't bother using fake names!"

"My name is Zhang Yunxuan, I am nineteen years old this year, and my ancestral home is Hanzhong Mansion!"

"Don't think my name sounds like a man's and it's not my real name. My father wanted my mother to give him a son."

"I chose a name early. I didn't expect that I would give birth to a daughter, but my father was too lazy to name me anymore, so I named her Zhang Yunxuan!"

Zhu Hongyu said with bright eyes.

"You may not be lying, but I can feel that you are hiding something!"

Under Zhu Hongyu's close gaze, Zhang Yunxuan suddenly pursed his lips, and then said.

"I said, why don't I tell you everything?"

"Let everyone else get out, I'm only telling you one person!"

Zhu Hongyu raised his eyebrows, wondering what was going on with this intense sense of déjà vu.

Is this woman going to wait for everyone to get out before she pulls out a dagger from her body and stabs herself?

Zhu Hongyu touched his inner armor, glanced at his strong figure, and touched the two short muskets that had been loaded under the desk.

He took another look at Zhang Yunxuan, who seemed to be extremely weak, with at most a dagger hidden in his body, but no muskets or bombs, and he spoke.

"Everyone, please step back!"

After giving orders to the guards of the Liberation Army, he took another look at the one he was preparing to meet with an expressionless face from beginning to end. Another one who had performed well in the officer recruitment examination spoke.

"Move a chair for Liang Asheng!"

Zhu Hongyu always remembers to give talents enough respect.

Just like now, even if he doesn't know what kind of medicine Zhang Yunxuan sells in the gourd, he is still willing to listen to her talk.

Just like now, Zhu Hongyu casually ordered to move a chair to Liang Asheng, which was a sign of care and respect!



After everyone had exited, only Zhu Hongyu and Zhang Yunxuan were left in the room.

Zhu Hongyu mustered up all his energy, stared at Zhang Yunxuan tightly, and was ready to pull out the blunderbuss under the desk at any time, and said.

"Everyone has gone out, you can speak now!"

Zhang Yunxuan took a deep look at Zhu Hongyu and said calmly.

"My father is Zhang Xianzhong!"

After Zhang Yunxuan finished speaking, it was Zhu Hongyu's turn to be confused.

Zhu Hongyu looked at Zhang Yunxuan with a confused expression, and then his expression changed drastically.

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Did you know that this governor is from the royal family of the King of Chu? Do you know that Zhang Xianzhong defeated Wuchang, killed the King of Chu, and massacred hundreds of people from the royal family of the King of Chu?"

"Are you not afraid of death if you tell me that you are Zhang Xianzhong's daughter here?"

"Furthermore, everyone in the world knows that Zhang Xianzhong killed all his family members in Chengdu and then went north to fight against the Qing Dynasty and died in the war."

"Zhang Xianzhong's family members have all died a long time ago. You'd better stop talking nonsense, lest you end up ruining your life!"

Zhang Yunxuan said that she was Zhang Xianzhong's daughter, but Zhu Hongyu actually believed it.

If this is not indeed the case, how much knowledge does Zhang Yunxuan have to do such a thing, saying that she is Zhang Xianzhong's daughter in front of the royal family of the King of Chu?

Good guy, this is not how you seek death!

The reason why Zhu Hongyu said this was because he didn't want to kill her.

Otherwise, once Zhang Yunxuan is confirmed as Zhang Xianzhong's daughter, Zhu Hongyu, a member of the royal family of Chu, will really have no choice but to kill her.

Zhang Yunxuan rolled his eyes and said.

"My father is Zhang Xianzhong, the Eighth King. There is nothing to hide!"

"My father did rebel against the Ming Dynasty, but didn't my father rebel because the Ming Dynasty was too dark and did not give the people at the bottom a way to survive? My father only rebelled to survive. What was wrong with him?"

"In my heart, he is the biggest hero in the world!"

"What's wrong with killing the clan members? They've already rebelled, so why can't we kill the clan members?"

"However, no matter how serious my father's fault was, he died on the battlefield against the Qing Dynasty. How can he not be called a hero?"

"When he was about to die after being shot by an arrow, he also ordered several of my brothers to surrender to the Qing Dynasty in order to save the world and the Chinese nation."

"The Ming Dynasty's situation in the southwest in recent years has not been entirely supported by our soldiers in the Western Army. Are my brothers supporting it?!"

"Although Sun Kewang surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, weren't my remaining brothers all loyal to the Ming Dynasty?"

"How many of my brothers in the Western Army have died in the fight against the Qing Dynasty over the years? How many of our brothers have their bodies buried in foreign lands?"

"Isn't this enough to atone for the sins my father committed back then?!"

"Without the desperate efforts of our Western Army soldiers, the Ming Dynasty would have perished long ago. How could it have survived until now?"

As he said this, Zhang Yunxuan became more and more excited, his eyes even turned red, and his expression was full of grievance and unwillingness.

Zhu Hong sat on his seat, pursed his lips tightly, suddenly a smile appeared on his face, and he spoke.

"That's enough! That's enough redemption!"

"What's the big deal about killing clan members? A group of rats who only know how to waste the country's public funds cannot make the slightest contribution to the country!"

"Just kill him. If I were your father, I would kill him too!"

"Anyway, when your father conquered Wuchang, I was just a baby. I didn't know anything, and I wasn't close to the clan members who were killed! It doesn't matter to me if I kill them all."

"Most of my family members were born after Jiashen and died at the hands of the Qing army!"

Zhu Hongyu found a reason for himself not to kill Zhang Yunxuan, and the smile on his face became much more genuine.

Zhang Yunxuan also burst into laughter suddenly and said.

"In the future, I will be the first female prime minister in the world, and I will also give my father the best posthumous title in the world!"

"Brother Wenxiu is given the title, brother Nengqi is given the title, forget it Sun Kewang, he voted for the Qing Tartars, my father will not let him be his son underground!"

As she was talking, a snot bubble suddenly appeared on the tip of her nose, which looked very cute.

Zhu Hongyu just smiled and said nothing.

My heart is full of emotion!

The Qing captives entered the Pass, and their iron hooves trampled across the rivers and mountains, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains were stained with blood.

Some people choose to kneel down and surrender, becoming traitors and obedient citizens, but there are more people who stand up and fight!

They would rather die under the butcher's knife of the Qing Dynasty than become slaves of the country's subjugation!

No matter what their previous status was, they were officials, thieves, soldiers, scholars, old farmers in the countryside, beggars in the city, turtles in brothels, scoundrels on the streets...

what differences are there?

From the moment they stand up, they only have the same identity!

That’s the Han people!

Han Chinese who don’t want to be fourth-class people and slaves to foreign races anymore!

The Manchus were a foreign race after all!

During the 200 years of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the cry to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty has never stopped!

Until the cannon was fired in the Revolution of 1911, Sun Yat-sen once again shouted the words that resounded throughout China five hundred years ago!

Drive out the Tartars and restore China!


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