Chapter 72 Zhu Yuanzhang, you are the one I want to beat!
Yu Qian smiled bitterly.
I thought that if the sacred and majestic Baozong really collapsed, it would be easier to deal with it once and for all.
"Back to Your Majesty, it's a long story, so I'll let the immortal explain it to Your Majesty later."
Yu Qian bowed.
At this time, Ji Boying glanced under the podium and frowned slightly.
The three fathers and sons of Hongwu, Lao Zhu and Xiao Zhusi have already arrived. Abiao has to deal with political affairs, so it is normal for him to be late for a while. The third master of Yongle and his grandson are all here. Hongxi, fat and little Zhu are not missing, and Xuande Emperor Zhu Zhanji is also here.
Coming.
Only in this Jianwen time and space, only Jianwen was sitting there stupidly, but Zhu Laosi was completely missing.
"二二."
Ji Boying spoke calmly.
With a 'swish' sound, Jianwen Zhu Gaochi stood up. Because he was too fat, he stood up so hard that the desk was almost overturned.
Yu Qian's pupils shrank...
‘The young Emperor Hongxi is actually a codename among the immortals, and he is so respectful...!’
The reverence for Ji Boying in my heart has reached the point where it cannot be increased.
In the hearts of the ministers, the power of kings is granted by heaven, and the only thing that can make these emperors obedient is the will of God.
"Where's your dad?"
Ji Boying frowned. He hated students other than himself who skipped class the most in his life.
And if you still skip class without saying hello, your crime will be increased.
"This..."
Big Fat Jianwen touched his head.
"Back to Immortal Master, I don't know why my father didn't arrive. I have been resting since I went back yesterday. When I woke up, I heard the wind chimes ringing."
"Yeah."
Ji Boying nodded and did not ask any more questions.
Instead, he turned to look at Lao Zhu.
"Lao Zhu, choose one of your ministers to attend a practical observation class together today."
"Well, it's best to be able to fight."
Lao Zhu was stunned.
Choosing a minister? Does it also need to be able to fight?
"Okay."
Regarding this candidate, Lao Zhu did not hesitate much and glanced at Xiao Zhu Si.
"Go and convey our instructions and ask your father-in-law to come over immediately."
Xiao Zhusi smiled and bowed to accept the order.
"Good."
Xiao Zhu Si’s father-in-law is Xu Da Xu Shao Goose.
For Lao Zhu, in addition to the deceased Chang Yuchun and Chang Shiwan, the most capable person in the founding of the Ming Dynasty was Xu Da.
The first general and hero of the founding of the country, he was victorious in every battle and could be said to have never been defeated.
Even in Hongwu's Northern Expedition to the Desert, as far as Xu Da was concerned, he actually did not lose to Wang Baobao. Instead, despite the disadvantage of the army being damaged, he withstood Wang Baobao's more than ten fierce attacks and safely retreated with the army.<
/p>
As for Old Zhu Di, his eyes twitched, his father-in-law...
My father-in-law’s eldest son, Xu Huizu, was also Zhu Di’s eldest brother-in-law, but he was placed under house arrest by Old Zhu Di until he committed suicide. If Xu Da asked about this, he couldn’t explain it clearly!
"Emperor Yongle, you can also choose one, the best one can fight."
Ji Boying glanced at Old Zhu Di and thought to himself that this guy had a strange look on his face. Did he take the wrong medicine?
"Okay."
Old Zhu Di withdrew his mind and thought for a moment.
"Excuse me, Immortal Master, and summon me to Anyuan Hou Liu Sheng."
Liu Sheng, the first commander of the Shenji Battalion, not only built the Shenji Battalion, he also personally organized the first artillery unit in human history.
A gift from Jianghu people: Pao Shuai.
It’s hard to say whether other things will work or not, but having sex is definitely a bargain.
Then, Ji Boying looked at Hong Xi and his son. Before Ji Boying could speak, Hong Xi stood up consciously.
"Thank you, Immortal Master Lao, for calling me to court Zhu Gaoxu, the King of Han Dynasty."
As soon as these words came out, Hong Xi and Xiao Zhu beside Fatty Hong Xi were stunned. Obviously, he did not expect that his fat father would choose Zhu Gaoxu.
Lao Zhu and Lao Zhu Di looked at Big Fatty Hong Xi with deep meaning, with admiration in their eyes. This is the insight of a visionary.
"Yeah."
Ji Boying nodded.
How could he not understand what Hong Xi was thinking and bring Hong Xi over? Under the pressure of so many fathers, if Hong Xi and Zhu Gaoxu dared to do anything again after he returned, he would probably feel like he was seeing a ghost when he squatted in the pit at night. p>
Finally, his eyes fell on Emperor Xuande.
After a moment of silence.
"Forget it, just stop barking."
Hearing Ji Boying's words, Emperor Xuande breathed a sigh of relief.
He originally wanted to say, can I call Yu Qian over there?
It's not that Ji Boying looked down on Emperor Xuande, but that during Xuande's reign, except for the battle to pacify the Han Dynasty when he first came to the throne, and several northern inspections, he basically didn't use any troops, and naturally there wouldn't be anything capable of fighting.
Famous generals, after all, famous generals are made by playing.
As for Wang Ji, he fought a few battles during the Zhengtong years and never moved at all during the Xuande years.
‘Xuda, Liu Sheng, King of Han…’
Yu Qian was sitting in Wu Er's seat. Listening to these names, his mind was shocked to the point of numbness.
His eyes subconsciously focused on Ji Boying, and he saw the immortal raised his hand slightly, just in an understatement.
In front of the podium, two figures appeared.
Liu Sheng, the Marquis of Anyuan, who came from the Yongle year, and Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han from the Hongxi year.
Liu Sheng looked confused, holding a matchlock gun in his hand, aiming forward, and the direction he was aiming at was the head of his boss, Emperor Yongle.
The key is that he has already pulled the trigger on the fire.
‘I’m CAO!’
If he knows this quintessence of Chinese culture.
"Come on, little beauty!"
Zhu Gaoxu, on the side, was blushing drunkenly, opening his clothes to reveal the dark hair on his chest, with a wanton and perverted smile, and rushed forward with his eyes covered in silk.
The direction he was attacking was Lao Zhu.
‘Bang’.
‘Bang’.
Two voices sounded at the same time, with the same pronunciation, but completely different sound textures.
At the last moment, Liu Sheng raised the muzzle of the gun by half an inch, and the fire bullet almost grazed Old Zhu Di's scalp and escaped, and he could still clearly see the burnt locks of hair on the top of Old Zhu Di's head.
At this moment, Old Zhu Di's face turned completely dark.
Plop.
Liu Sheng subconsciously knelt down, his whole body trembling.
‘Damn, what the hell is this place?!’
He originally received the news of an expedition to Japan, so he immediately went to the Shenji Camp and personally checked the sergeant's firearms as usual. Just as he was about to pull the fire door, the target in front of him suddenly disappeared and was replaced by the emperor. Family members, who wouldn’t be scared to death if this happened?!
The other 'bang' sound came from Lao Zhu's kick, which hit Zhu Gaoxu half an inch above his body.
It seems that Lao Zhu is still merciful. Although the two do not belong to the same time and space, they are more or less descendants of his own blood.
Zhu Gaoxu, who was kicked and fell to the ground, suddenly became furious.
It's not that he couldn't wait to have fun during his father's funeral, but that his private appointment with the nobles of the court had been exposed, and he did it deliberately in order to paralyze his nephew.
Zhu Gaoxu subconsciously pulled away the blindfold ribbon and swallowed the curse that came to his lips instantly.
‘I’m so fucked!’
‘Have you seen ghosts lately!’
‘First I saw my father who had just died in the mourning hall, and now I saw my grandfather who had been dead for decades?!’
‘Pa’.
Zhu Gaoxu, who was sitting on the ground and came from the Hongxi Dynasty, slapped himself in the face.
"Dream."
"Well, I must be dreaming."
Then Zhu Gaoxu stood up firmly, looked at Lao Zhu in front of him, his eyes flashed, and he changed his mind.
Anger arises from the heart, evil arises from the courage.
‘In my dream, how could I let an old man like you be bullied?!’
With a clenched fist, Zhu Gaoxu advanced instead of retreating, and rushed towards Lao Zhu with a fist as big as a sandbag.