Chapter 81 Old Zhu Di: I will definitely treat Jiajing well
Bang.
The mace in Lao Zhu's hand was smashed.
In an instant, a tragic howl sounded.
The voice was heard outside the house, and the orthodox ministers and nobles waiting outside the house all had frightened expressions on their faces. Of course they could tell whose voice it was.
However, it is impossible to remonstrate by entering a house to remonstrate.
After all, there are all ancestors of the Ming Dynasty in this room, and no one can be offended.
What's more, these officials and nobles have long disliked Zhu Qizhen. His father died early, and his mother spoiled him. They were in need of punishment and discipline.
"Beat us to death!"
As Lao Zhu drank it, the other emperors and princes followed closely, and weapons flew everywhere and saliva flew wildly.
"Telling you to conscript yourself indiscriminately!"
"I told you to prepare your army to go out in two days! Are you a pig in your head?!"
"I told you to listen to the eunuch's slander and change your path wantonly. What do you think of my Ming soldiers?"
"To ask you to call the country for a foreign race is simply an insult to our Ming Dynasty!"
"………………"
Zhu Qizhen couldn't refute the first few sentences, so he just took the beating.
But later, Zhu Qizhen felt a pain in his heart when he heard it.
I haven’t even called the door yet? Why did I get beaten first?!
Can you get an advance payment for a beating?!
Ji Boying, who had been standing aside and watching, took a few glances, lit a cigarette, and turned around silently.
‘It’s too cruel.’
‘It’s so bloody.’
‘It’s so fucking cool.’
Ah...!
Ah...!
Ah…………!
Zhu Qizhen's screams are extremely rhythmic, rising and falling, and sound quite similar to the sounds of mountains and flowing water.
It's just that the pronunciation is very different, and the experience is even more different.
When the sound gradually subsided, there were already four or five cigarette butts at Ji Boying's feet.
"Oh, I haven't moved for a long time. This activity really makes my muscles and bones feel much better."
Lao Zhu threw away the mace in his hand. It was stained with some blood. What he hit was Zhu Qizhen's butt.
"Father, if you want to come to an event in the future, you can call your son at any time."
Old Zhu Di also put down his machete and wiped the hot sweat from his forehead.
Among this group of emperors and princes, they are the two oldest, and the others are all over forty.
As Lao Zhu stopped, Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji also stopped.
Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Qizhen, who was curled up on the ground, his buttocks already blooming, and a look of fear.
His Majesty Baozong, who was still arrogant before he burned the incense, was now covered in blood, but he seemed to be in good spirits. He looked around with his fearful little eyes, showing no sign of weakness at all. p>
It seems that although Lao Zhu and his gang of emperors and princes were angry, they still kept their hands to some extent and only looked for places with lots of meat to beat them. After all, in the final analysis, they were still of their own blood.
But Wang Zhen is different.
At this time, the eunuch Wang, after receiving a violent beating, could only breathe out but not in. He lay on the ground like an octopus, looking almost like a dead fish.
Especially Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di and Zhu Laosi, the three of them have all gone to the battlefield and chopped people with their own swords.
When they beat Zhu Qizhen, they used the back of a knife and controlled the force as much as possible.
But when he cut Wang Zhen, he used the blade properly, but he was a man who knew martial arts, so the knife avoided the fatal point.
Hey, I’ll kill you.
Hey, I won’t kill you.
At a glance, Eunuch Wang's body is covered with knife wounds, at least thirty or fifty.
However, none of the swords were fatal, but for Wang Zhen at this moment, he had never wanted to see the King of Hell as much as he does now.
He cried.
He even began to regret that he should not have been admitted to the palace back then.
Never in his dreams did he imagine that his final fate would be to be beaten to death by the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty.
"Let brother laugh, let's start class."
Lao Zhu came to Ji Boying's side and patted the dust on his sleeves.
"Hmm."
Ji Boying nodded.
Then without any hesitation, he walked directly to the dragon chair and sat down.
Lao Zhu moved a chair and sat on the side. As for the other emperors and princes, they all stood one by one according to seniority and time and space distribution.
A few feet in front of the dragon chair, Zhu Qizhen, who had just experienced fatherly love like a mountain, was curled up with his head in his arms.
Xu Da, Zhu Neng, Liu Sheng, Zhu Gaoxu, and Yu Qian, except for Yu Qian's eyes that could not bear to see Zhu Qizhen, the others did not recognize Zhu Qizhen and had no feelings at all.
"This is the Tumu Fort."
"It is also our first stop in this class."
"The national destiny of the Ming Dynasty was cut off in this frontier fortress by Zhu Qizhen and eunuch Wang Zhen with their own hands."
At this point, Xiao Zhusi, who was standing aside, raised his leg and kicked Wang Zhen in the face again. The half-dead Wang Zhen howled in response.
"Master Immortal, I have a question."
At this time, Xu Da frowned and spoke.
"Speak."
Although auditors do not have official student numbers, they are still qualified to ask questions.
"If I remember correctly, Huailai City, the closest city to Tumubao, is only about twenty miles away. The army can march into the city in a hurry and defend it with the city. There is no way that the entire army will be wiped out."
"What is the reason for stationing the army in this lonely fortress?"
For a famous general, this kind of anti-human operation is incomprehensible and simply unfathomable.
Ji Boying smiled and looked at Zhu Qizhen who was curled up on the ground.
"Zhu Qizhen, come and tell him why he ordered to camp in the earthen fort."
Zhu Qizhen trembled, and Hong Xi and Zhu Zhanji grabbed his neck and lifted him up.
"Say."
It should be noted that this is the moment when Zhu Zhanji in Hongxi time and space has the strongest murderous intention in his life.
This look in his eyes almost scared Zhu Qizhen to the point of peeing.
Father's love...is this father's love?!
The God of War is almost desperate.
What he didn't know was that Zhu Qizhen was not born in the Hongxi time and space where Hongxi Xiaozhu lived. The so-called father's love did not exist for this Hongxi Xiaozhu.
Zhu Qizhen swallowed.
"Wang, Mr. Wang said that more than a thousand baggage vehicles have not arrived, so I, therefore, I decreed that the army wait for the baggage vehicles to catch up, and then enter the city together."
After saying this, Zhu Qizhen quickly squatted aside. The injuries on his body seemed serious, but in fact they were just painful and not life-threatening.
After listening to this, Lao Zhu and Lao Zhu Di frowned.
Because in their opinion, waiting for luggage is indeed a good reason.
Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, they have never had the habit of throwing away their baggage. Of course, this is essentially because they have basically never lost against Mongolia.
"Then do you know that these more than a thousand vehicles of baggage are just private property that Wang Zhen searched for during his trip north."
"Everyone in the army, even the pig-feeders, knows it, but you, the emperor, know nothing about it."
Ji Boying glanced at Zhu Qizhen, the young emperor who was only in his early twenties.
"If you were half as smart as that boy from Jiajing, you wouldn't be as famous as Song Huizong."
Jiajing?
As soon as this word came out, the emperor and his princes raised their eyebrows with curiosity.
Regarding the Jiajing incident, Ji Boying started talking about it when he took Lao Zhu to Yongle, so only Lao Zhu and Lao Zhu Di knew about it.
"I dare to ask the immortal master, who is Jiajing?"
Fatty Hong Xi couldn't help but ask after hearing half of it.
Ji Boying glanced at Hong Xi, then smiled and spoke.
"The eleventh emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the man closest to immortality among the emperors of the Ming Dynasty."
"Of course, this is all too far-fetched. All you need to know is that he moved your shrine out of the Ancestral Temple and gave your father the temple title of Chengzu."
‘Chengzu?!’
As soon as these two words came out, Zhu Laosi's expression suddenly changed.
Damn it, how dare you do this to me?!
Zhu Laosi, who had just succeeded in resolving the crisis, was originally recognized by Lao Zhu a few days ago.
I just breathed a sigh of relief, and now I heard the words that future generations would give me ancestral names, and I almost had a myocardial infarction.
Xiao Zhusi didn't feel anything at all, because in his opinion, with the appearance of the immortal master, his eldest brother Zhu Biao would never die young, and he had basically no chance of becoming emperor.
Because Old Zhu Di knew it in advance, he didn't have much emotional change, but his brows were also furrowed very tightly, and he made up his mind. When the practical observation class was scheduled for Jiajing Dynasty, he would definitely give this to himself.
The ancestral Jiajing was hung up and whipped.
And the three Zhu Gaochi.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The four words "move out of the Ancestral Temple" boomed in their minds.
Have your tablets been moved?
It’s already very uncomfortable to live, but you won’t be able to feel safe even if you die?!
Don’t bully honest people like this!!!
The bone hammers held in the hands of the three Zhu Gaochi made a squeaking sound. If that kid from Jiajing was in front of the three fat men at this moment, he would probably be beaten into a Jiajing biscuit.
"You don't have to worry about Jiajing's affairs."
"We will go to Jiajing Dynasty in the future, and maybe he will become one of you."
"We are all classmates, we must be harmonious and friendly."
Ji Boying mainly looked at Zhu Di and the three Zhu Gaochi.
He was afraid that if Jiajing were to be brought in one day, he would be beaten to death by his grandfathers and grandfathers before he finished the lesson.
"Don't worry, Immortal Master, we are not such narrow-minded people."
"What's more, he is our descendant. When this Jiajing descendant arrives, we will treat him well."
Old Zhu Di nodded and made a speech as the representative of the three Zhu Di and the three Zhu Gaochi.
Zhu Qizhen, who was squatting aside, was about to cry while holding his swollen forehead as he listened to these words.
You have great spirit...
You have so much courage, why are you so heavy-handed?!
With a slash from the back of the sword, my Tianling Gai was almost shattered!
"Hmm."
Ji Boying nodded, in response to Old Zhu Di, and continued.
"Let's get back to the subject, let's go back to Tumubao."
"Just a few hours ago, Zhu Yong and the 43,000 battalion of cavalry who went to support the rear of the palace had all died in Yao'erling."
"At this time, Wala Yexian's main force, roughly 30,000 to 50,000 heavy cavalry, was running towards Tumubao at full speed. At the same time, Wala's Alazhiyuan Army had already occupied Huailai City, blocking the army's retreat route back to Juyong Pass.
And he is leading his army towards the Guishui River."
Ji Boying paused for a moment, played with the ruler in his hand, and looked at the group of emperors and princes of the Ming Dynasty.
"Give you a chance."
"Personally save the national destiny of the orthodox Ming Dynasty."
The current Tumu Fort is like a decisive move on a black and white chessboard.
Wala's situation is almost set, and it's just the last step away from being able to seal it without breaking.
If the Ming Dynasty had not started to fight back before Wala completed this step, even the God of War would still be alive.
Hearing this, Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi, Xiao Zhusi, these militants all had bright eyes.
Yu Qian became even more indescribably excited.
What he was excited about was not fighting, but being able to see Tumubao avenge his humiliation with his own eyes! Being able to personally restore the national destiny of the orthodox Ming Dynasty, and personally shape a new battle of Tumubao!
Although this incident did not happen in his own world, for Qian, it is a rare event for anyone who is an official in the orthodox government and has a great future.
Only Zhu Neng, whose large intestine had already passed through his small intestine, and was near the exit, now all flowed back, and he froze in place.
The reason is also simple. There is only one person mentioned in Ji Boying's sentence.
His eldest son, Zhu Yong, died just now.
"Xuda."
Lao Zhu looked at Xu Da, they were old partners, and they could understand each other just by looking at each other.
"Don't worry, superiors. As long as we're here, we won't do any bullshit. We don't care about his ancestors. What can he do if he is a great-grandson? We will kill him without leaving a trace."
Yongle old Zhu Di also looked at Liu Sheng.
"You immediately go to Shenji Camp to take over the military power."
"Yes!"
Liu Sheng cupped his fists and accepted the order.
With him as the first artillery commander of the Shenji Battalion, the combat power of the Shenji Battalion can at least double.
"Your Highness, I will be the vanguard in this battle."
Zhu Neng stood up and looked at Zhu Laosi with firm eyes. At this moment, Zhu Neng's eyes were already burning.
These grazing bastards in Mobei actually dare to mess with my son. If I don’t chop him alive today, my surname will not be Zhu!
Zhu Laosi looked at Lao Zhu.
"We authorize Xu Da to command the entire army. How to mobilize the troops is Xu Da's business. You don't need to ask us."
Xu Da nodded.
"Whoever joins this battle, come out with me."
After saying this, Xu Da turned around and walked outside the house.
Xiao Zhu Si and Yongle Zhu Zhanji were the first to follow. These two young men were young and strong and the most bellicose.
Hong Xi and Zhu Zhanji were silent for a moment and then followed.
Emperor Xuande did not stop.
These ministers of the orthodox dynasty, including the leading generals in the army, were basically his ministers when he was in power.
In the current Tumubao, it is most appropriate for him to take charge of the whole situation, exercise imperial power, and delegate military power to Xu Da.
Even if it is passed back to the imperial court, it will be the late emperor's sanctification.
Hong Xi, Zhu Gaoxu, Yu Qian, Liu Sheng, and Zhu Neng all followed, but the three big fat guys stayed behind who had a tacit understanding. It was a bit difficult for the horse to let these three hundred kilograms of meat mount the horse for the battle. p>
"Oh, I forgot something."
Xu Da walked to the door and then walked back quickly.
He grabbed Wang Zhen's hair and dragged Wang Zhen, who was lying on the ground, out like a dead dog.
Eunuch Wang, who was originally thought to be half dead, suddenly started twitching like a frog, squealing and struggling desperately.
But what kind of person is Xu Da? In his hands, Wang Zhen is almost like a chicken.
‘Pretending to be dead again.’
Ji Boying glanced at the dead eunuch.
"Wei Guogong."
When Xu Da was about to reach the threshold, Ji Boying shouted to stop, and Xu Da quickly turned around.
"Master Immortal, please give me your instructions."
"When arranging troops, you don't need to consider leaving garrison in the earthen fort."
"You can use all the troops in the Tumubao camp for attack."
As soon as these words came out, Xu Da was stunned.
In his opinion, for the safety of the emperors, half of the sergeants in this earthen fort must stay to build the fort's defenses.
After all, several serving emperors are in Tumubao.
If this kid is forced into a hurry, once he desperately takes the Tumu Fort, and the Tumu Fort has no garrison to defend it, it will be a fool's errand.
"Master Immortal, is this inappropriate?"
Ji Boying did not explain Xu Da's questions, so he just said this.
If you really dare to fight to the death, then I will give him a thunderous blow.
"Xu Da, our brother is an immortal in the sky, how can we care about that?"
"Go and do your own thing. Listen to our brother. There is no need to take into account the earthen forts when deploying troops."
"In this battle, we have only one request for you."
Lao Zhu looked at Xu Da with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Bring that boy's head to us."
Xu Da took a deep breath.
"Don't worry, superior, we will mobilize our troops and generals right away!"
At this time, outside the house.
The more than fifty civil servants and nobles who were anxiously wandering around, after all recovered from the shock, they all knew that the main force of Oala had begun to gradually approach Tumubao, and someone had to make a decision.
When the door opened, all the orthodox ministers were standing respectfully. Emperor Xuande glanced at the ministers, and most of them were familiar figures.
"From now on, all the generals, civil and military ministers in the army will respect the orders of King Wu Ning."
"But those who violate the rules will be killed immediately."
As soon as the words came out, all the ministers leaned forward to accept the order, and their moods were also surging. With Xu Da, the real Ming God of War, in charge, maybe there would be salvation.
On the contrary, Xu Da was stunned, looking like he didn't know anything.
"Grandpa, your great-grandson is calling you."
Zhu Gaoxu winked at Xu Da and whispered.
Xu Da is Zhu Di's father-in-law, and Zhu Gaochi is naturally Xu Da's grandson. So, Zhu Zhanji is Xu Da's great-grandson.
What?
"King Wuning of Zhongshan, you are the queen of the funeral, and the emperor has posthumously named you."
After hearing this, Xu Dacai reacted and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, our eldest brother is so interesting that he will give me a wave of titles even after he dies.
Then, he took two steps forward and threw Wang Zhen, who was dragging his hand, forward.
"The five geldings were cut into corpses and their heads were circulated among the three armies."
After experiencing two consecutive disastrous defeats, coupled with such a mentally retarded march, the morale of the Ming army has been in decline again and again. It will be useless even if the sergeants are given money.
There is only one way to quickly boost morale, and that is Eunuch Wang's head.
When these courtiers of the Zhengtong Dynasty saw Wang Zhen covered in blood, their eyes turned red.
"Five, five horses and quarters?!"
Wang Zhen, who was lying on the ground, endured the wounds all over his body and knelt down to kowtow crazily to Emperor Xuande.
"The late Emperor has mercy on me, the late Emperor has mercy on me, I have done my best to help you all these years..."
Before he finished speaking, several ministers had personally dragged Wang Zhen down. While Wang Zhen was still breathing, they beat him first, and then took him to five horses and quartered his body.
"King Wu Ning, I'll take care of you from now on."
Emperor Xuande looked at Xu Da and said in a deep voice.
"Hmm."
Xu Da nodded without saying much.
Emperor Xuande, on the other hand, turned around and returned to the house. His body could not withstand the cold night wind in the north for too long.
There are nine figures left in the current room.
Ji Boying, Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi, the three Zhu Gaochi, Emperor Xuande, and His Majesty Baozong, who was covered in blood and looked extremely pitiful, squatting aside.
How Xu Da wants to make peace and fight first, how to win the battle of Tumu Fort, that is not Ji Boying's concern, and he cannot worry about it, let alone commanding the army in practice, he can't even talk about it on paper. As the same saying goes, professional matters should be left to professionals. They are only responsible for guiding from the perspective of God.
"Brother, after Tumu Fort, where is the next stop?"
Lao Zhu gave Zhu Qizhen a beating, and after venting his anger, he felt much better.
"Tian Shun Chao."
Of course, before going to Tianshun, Ji Boying had to take Emperor Xuande to Peiping to take care of some things.
This dynasty of Orthodox Jingtai had many problems.
It is impossible for Zhu Qizhen to continue to be emperor, and of course the Empress Dowager Sun in the Forbidden City cannot continue to be in power. The foundation of imperial power in the entire orthodox time and space must be renovated.
"During the Tianshun Dynasty, there was a darkened version of Zhu Qi Town, which was more interesting than the one in front of me."
Old Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi and others all frowned when they heard this.
"Blackening Zhu Qizhen? I don't know what this means?"
Emperor Xuande was obviously more concerned. After all, he was the only one who truly poured fatherly love into Zhu Qizhen for nine years.
"Can the immortal master clear up the confusion?"
"I'll explain it later."
Ji Boying did not answer immediately, but looked at Zhu Qizhen who was squatting aside.
"Let me ask you a question."
Zhu Qizhen covered his swollen face like a bun, and no longer dared to be arrogant in front of Ji Boying.
As long as he is not a pure fool, he can see that Ji Boying, the immortal master, has such a high status that even Taizu Emperor Gao respectfully calls him brother.
"Xian, Master Xian, please speak."
After a series of heavy blows, Baozong was submissive.
"What do you think of the human sacrifice system?"
Ji Boying has been troubled by a question, that is, whether the Ming Dynasty's human sacrifice system was really deposed by the Ming God of War. After all, this is the only shining point of Baozong.
"Think carefully and answer seriously, this is very important to you."
Seeing Zhu Qizhen coming as soon as he was ready to write, Ji Boying gave him a reminder.
…………………………
At the same time.
Xiao Zhu Si and Hong Xi Zhu Gaoxu followed Xu Da's strategic arrangement and led the remaining 3,000 battalions and 20,000 cavalry to rush to the Guishui River at an extremely fast speed, hoping to seize the Guishui water source before the arrival of the Zhiyuan's Ara Army.<
/p>
Before setting off, the two of them rode side by side, blowing the cold sandy night wind, and looking at the crescent moon. At this moment, Zhu Gaoxu felt a little emotional.
There is a father who is more than ten years younger than me next to me, and there is always a sense of unreality lingering in my heart.
Taking a deep breath, Zhu Gaoxu patted Xiao Zhusi on the shoulder.
"I heard that the prince is often sick. You should encourage him."
Zhu Gaoxu: ‘Back then you drew me cakes to eat, but today I have to draw one for you too’.