Now it is time to march and fight. Zhu Di personally gave the order. Who dares to let Zhu Muchen go back?
After the military doctor left, Zhu Zhanji sighed softly, "Brother Mu Chen, this is all I can help you. Our Ming Dynasty still has to rely on generations of people to guard it. Now that the emperor is old, I wish to
Ming wants to do something great, brother Mu Chen, what do you think?"
The other party has a gentle temperament, but Zhu Muchen feels that now Zhu Zhanji is forcing him to take sides. Does he want to go solo? Is he already ambitious?
His father had just died, and he was very tired, so he simply used it as an excuse, "The Ming Dynasty will always be stable. Mu Chen knew the emperor's grandson's determination to protect the world, but his father had just passed away, the Chu Palace was in chaos, and Mu Chen was a broken man.
Please wait until my hand recovers and I will give you the answer."
Zhu Zhanji was really not in a hurry with this answer. He nodded and told Zhu Muchen to have a good rest. Then he walked out of the camp and looked at the soldiers practicing outside. He breathed a sigh of relief. He was now in his infancy. Grandpa Huang.
He was afraid of the vassal king and his descendants, so he tried to be as humble as possible, just like a puppet, so that the emperor would like him.
However, the struggle for imperial power and the undercurrent are surging, and he must plan for himself. Now that the emperor's grandfather has broken Zhu Muchen's heart, he believes that one day, Zhu Muchen will turn against him.
Zhu Di didn't ask anyone to wait on him. He sat in the tent for three consecutive days with two glasses of wine in front of him. "King Chu, you and I have been fighting for so many years. Now that you are finally dead, I still feel uneasy."
, if you can help me repel the Mongolian soldiers and withdraw from the government and the opposition, maybe I can let you go."
"After you are gone, I won't be able to choose one of these generals to lead the battle. I have to go into battle myself. It's ridiculous to say that. After all, I still have to rely on you. If you die, if your son can
If he is safe, I can let the King of Chu's house go. If he is not safe, don't blame me for being ruthless."
There was an empty wine glass in front of him. It seemed that the wine was slightly fluctuating due to his slight movement. Zhu Di pulled up a bleak smile on his lips. Sitting on the throne of the emperor, it was too cold up there. He had to put aside his emotions and desires and avoid anything that threatened his throne.
Everyone should die.
"Grandpa Huang!"
Hearing his grandson's voice, Zhu Di sighed, "Come in!"
"Grandpa Huang, Zhu Muchen's side has been settled. Although his injuries have recovered, they have left behind the root of the disease. There is nothing to be afraid of in the future. It's just that Zhu Muchen will know about it sooner or later at the Prince of Chu's Mansion. Now in his hands
We also have the Fire Gun Team, if we defect to the Mongolian soldiers, we..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhu Di put down his wine glass and patted his grandson on the shoulder lovingly, "I have always said that you have not grown up, but you are still so childish now. Since you are worried about those people, then start to deal with them."
Just kill him. As long as no one comes back, Zhu Muchen will never know the news about the Chu Palace."
Although a lot of golden charcoal was added to the tent, and the snow brought in on Zhu Zhanji's cloak had melted, he still couldn't help but shudder, Grandpa Huang was so cruel.
Feeling his grandson trembling, Zhu Di took a look and said, "You are a woman of kindness. Born in our royal family, you have to be ruthless, otherwise you will be a tool in the power struggle."
"Okay, I've been staying here for a long time. It's going to be a light snow day tomorrow. You go out and organize the army. We'll set off towards Huxuankou. We can capture the north as soon as possible so that we can go back early and properly deal with matters in Beijing."
When they heard that they were about to leave, the soldiers were all preparing as if they were on fire. Zhu Muchen was injured now. Except for a few wounded soldiers from the palace, everyone else had to go with him. If he stayed here to guard, he would definitely
You will be charged with desertion.
"Uncle Ge, Uncle Pang, you two go with the Royal Guards. I have settled down here. With Zhu Zhanji here, he will let the military doctor observe my hands at any time. After all, I am still useful to him.
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Zhu Muchen poked his hands together, adding a layer of fox fur on the outside, which made them very warm. He stood outside the tent and watched everyone cleaning up in full swing.
Pang Man said worriedly: "The prince is dead and has entrusted the young prince to us. If something happens to you again, how will we explain to the prince..."
"You all know that my father is gone, so you have to obey my orders, so why don't you go quickly?"
The two of them reluctantly took the palace's imperial guards with them.
Zhu Zhanji, who had been observing from the side, appeared with a hearty smile, "Grandpa Huang has always praised you for being loyal to the Ming Dynasty. I'm afraid it won't work without someone around to take care of you. In this case, when the army sets off, you can follow
If you live next to me, I can take more care of you."
"Then thank you very much, the great grandson of the emperor!"
Zhu Muchen had a smile on his face. The other party was not taking care of him. He was clearly waiting for his answer. If he didn't get the answer, he didn't have to wait for Zhu Di to take action. I'm afraid that the emperor's grandson, who was like spring breeze, would definitely not use open swords or real guns.
Just get rid of him.
Hu Xuankou was no longer in danger, the Mongolian soldiers withdrew, and the journey was particularly smooth. Zhu Di was very proud of himself. He always felt that these were all his achievements. Hearing the praise from his subordinates, his tail was raised to the sky.
"It only took us more than two days to cross Huxuankou. Victory is imminent. Why don't we go all out to break through the snowfield and go straight to Huanglong!"
Zhu Di was pulled into the carriage. The horse was slipping when walking due to the heavy snow. He was quite comfortable sitting in the carriage and was able to direct the troops.
Zhu Muchen took a look. Although the Mongolian soldiers retreated early due to mortars and several small battles, the Mongolian soldiers have always been resolute, and this is a terrain they are familiar with. I'm afraid they won't be able to advance rashly.
But Zhu Di couldn't listen to his opinion. Zhu Muchen knew that he couldn't rush forward at this time, so he followed the team.
After all, a general came up, "Your Majesty, I thought that we were resting here for two days, and we must find out the news about the snowfield before we can move forward. Once we reach the snowfield, the endless flat land as far as the eye can see, we will definitely be treated as a turtle in the urn by the other party."
."
Although this general is just a centurion, he has fought several small battles and learned some skills from the side of Prince Zhu Meng. But who made our emperor such a arrogant person?
As expected, Zhu Di was furious, "We are a huge country in the Ming Dynasty, and the Mongolian soldiers were naturally scared away. What are your intentions in letting us rest here at this time?"
"Your Majesty, calm down!"
"Don't talk about calming down your anger. I will spare you this time and keep going!"
Zhu Di made a desperate move, and he didn't look tired at all while sitting in the carriage.
But Zhu Muchen could clearly see that the soldiers following him were exhausted from two days of marching, not to mention the severe cold weather here. Every soldier could barely hold their weapons.
When they arrived on the snowfield, it was Zhu Zhanji who suggested that in order to win the battle, the soldiers should be allowed to rest first. Only then did Zhu Di stop.
We set up camp here and everyone was busy. Zhu Muchen stood aside holding a heater in his hand. His hands had recovered well in the past two days, and the wounds on them had scabbed over.
"My decision is indeed right, those Mongolian soldiers are just cowards." Zhu Di looked around with pride, "In this place where there is no grass growing, where the hair and hair drink blood, if they hadn't provoked the Ming Dynasty, I wouldn't have bothered to occupy it. This trip
Go back and have a good rest."
The soldiers were setting up a tent, but the emperor's tent was very large and had not been set up yet. But Zhu Di was already tired, "Isn't there already a tent that has been set up? I will rest there!"
"Back to the emperor, that one belongs to the emperor's grandson!"
Zhu Di didn't care. He waved his hand and said, "Then arrange me there. Remember to use golden charcoal to warm up the entire tent first. Look at the base. After a while, my tent is set up. You can live there and we will change."
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After saying that, he yawned and walked toward the tent with the support of his personal eunuch.
Zhu Zhanji opened his mouth. He lived in the emperor's tent. If the emperor got angry one day, wouldn't it mean that he was plotting to usurp the throne?
He smiled bitterly and looked at Zhu Muchen beside him, "How about I stay in your tent at night?"
"Since the emperor allows the emperor's grandson to live here, if you reject the emperor's good intentions, the emperor will not be happy." Zhu Muchen said there was no need to get into trouble.
Zhu Zhanji had a distressed look on his face. It seemed like it was going to be over. He almost made a mistake just now. "Thank you very much. You guys can set up another tent next to that tent. Remember, the fire inside must be bright. Call the military doctor first."
Come here and take a look at Brother Mu Chen’s wounds."
Zhu Muchen recovered well, and the military doctor praised him, "Thanks to the emperor's grandson, I have always kept you in my heart and couldn't bear to let you freeze. Even in this northern cold land, the tent is still full of golden charcoal, little
Your Majesty, please don’t let down the great kindness of the Emperor Taisun.”
"I know, let's get down!"
It really gave me a headache, and Zhu Muchen was speechless. This Zhu Zhanji was boring enough. All the people who came to me were his people, and they were praising me every day. Are you tired?
There was no shelter on all sides in this snowy field. When a blizzard started falling at night, the wind seemed to blow over and overturn the tent.
However, after marching for several days, the army was already tired and fell asleep, leaving only the night watchmen shivering with cold. Seeing that there was no danger on all sides, they slacked off.
Zhu Muchen responded that he was a wounded person before, and was pulled into the carriage when he came. He was kept warm enough. He was comfortable along the way and had no sleepiness at all. As soon as he reached the entrance of the tent and was about to go out for some air, he heard someone deliberately lowering his voice.
There was a faint sound, and a group of people, whose accent did not sound like their Ming Dynasty, were approaching the tent next to them.
In that direction, Zhu Muchen narrowed his eyes, he should be dealing with the Dog Emperor. Unfortunately, tonight, the Dog Emperor and Zhu Zhanji changed tents!?
