"Duan Tianming? Is it Duan Tianming, the commander of the Thirteenth Army?" Liu Rufeng was stunned, with an embarrassed expression on his face.
The Thirteenth Battle of Dongchang was a place that brought me humiliation. Duan Tianming, the commander of the Thirteenth Battle, had been at odds with me for a long time. Why did I work with him when I first arrived at Dongchang?!
Looking at Liu Rufeng's expression, Xiao Chen understood that he was still worried about what happened in the Thirteenth Battle.
No matter who is responsible for this matter, they will not let go of the past easily and will not care about it at all.
However, if this hurdle cannot be overcome, Liu Rufeng's future affairs in Dongchang will still not be able to proceed smoothly.
If he could take the overall situation into consideration and accept this mission with the prince's safety as the top priority, everything would go according to the original plan.
If he can't let go of the past at this time and is still worrying about those frictions, then he can stop counting on him and go back in person to bring the prince to Tumubao.
"Yes, it's Duan Tianming, the commander of the Thirteenth Army. Is Liu Qianhu worried?" Xiao Chen asked with a smile.
I just thought that Liu Rufeng and myself had settled their differences, but I forgot that there was still Duan Tianming. In my hurry, I didn't think carefully enough.
"I'm worried, will Commander Duan believe me?" Liu Rufeng said seriously.
"Ah?" Xiao Chen was stunned, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Liu Rufeng hadn't crossed that hurdle yet. He was worried that Duan Tianming hadn't crossed that hurdle and didn't believe in himself.
"Don't worry, with this secret letter I gave you, he will understand everything after reading it." Xiao Chen said.
"When will you leave?"
"Leave now, I'll have someone prepare the horses for you." Looking at Liu Rufeng, Xiao Chen said with a smile.
In Huailaiwei, the residence of Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui, the ground was in a mess.
The tea bowl was broken into pieces, and tea leaves and tea were scattered on the floor. There was also a chair that was smashed to pieces, and wood residue was scattered on the floor.
With one hand on the table, Zhu Gaosui faced the wall and sulked.
"A few days ago, when Your Highness went to the Emperor to do his work, did you check whether the Xianshansan was still there?" Mr. Zhang on the side asked expressionlessly.
"I checked it. I touched it several times on the dragon bed, and all the chaos powder has been absorbed." Zhu Gaosui said coldly without looking back.
"This Chaosan San is a chronic medicine that takes time. Your Highness should be patient and wait a little longer," said Zhang Lao.
"My father was already seriously ill that day, why did his complexion suddenly recover again today? Mr. Zhang, is there nothing wrong with your confusion?" Zhu Gaosui turned around slowly, with a hint of doubt in his tone.
"Chaosuansan has been used on many people, and there is absolutely no problem. The emperor was ill a few days ago, maybe he just suffered from the cold. This Chaosuansan disrupts people's nerves, and it takes time. His Highness is a little impatient.
" Mr. Zhang said softly.
There was no expression on his face, and he seemed not to care at all about Zhu Gaosui's doubts.
"Wait, how long do you have to wait? The prestige I just established was completely destroyed by my father's sudden comeback. I have been waiting for decades, and you still want me to wait?" Zhu Gaosui's eyes already had a trace of anger.
"A small impatience will ruin a big plan. At this time, apart from waiting, does His Highness want to use force for the Emperor?" Looking at Zhu Gaosui, there was a hint of contempt in Mr. Zhang's words.
"There are only a few hundred people in the Tumu Fort. As long as I mobilize my manpower, can they still stop me?" Zhu Gaosui said coldly.
"There are not many manpower inside the Tumu Fort. But on the outside, there are Jinyi Guards. A little outside, there are Huailai Guards, the entire Ming army. Your Highness thinks that with the few thousand of us, we can compete with the Emperor?" Mr. Zhang
I couldn't help but laugh.
"As long as we rush into the earthen fortress and kill everyone inside, won't the world be controlled by me?" Zhu Gaosui seemed to have lost his mind.
"The Tumu Fort is filled with the elites of Dongchang. Your Highness, don't forget that the purple-clad captain killed eight hundred Daxing Chamber of Commerce armed forces by himself. What's more, Dongchang Gong Lin Shangli is always with the emperor. He
His skills are also unfathomable." Mr. Zhang poured a basin of cold water on it at the right time.
"Dongchang Changgong, none of us have seen what his skills are, maybe it's just a rumor. As for the purple-clothed captain, I have never seen him in Tumubao. Maybe he has been secretly executed by his father.
Yeah." Zhu Gaosui raised his head and laughed.
He had been plotting for a long time, but he still couldn't succeed. Ming Chengzu's sudden comeback had already made him lose confidence and his mind was in chaos.
"This is all His Highness's conjecture. If Mr. Dongchangchang is really hiding his secrets, and if the purple-clothed captain is still hiding in Tumu Fort, is His Highness ready to fly into the flames?" Mr. Zhang also turned around.
, seemed not to want to see Zhu Gaosui's self-righteous expression.
"No big deal, I don't want to wait until tomorrow. If I don't give it a try, I'm afraid I'll go crazy if I keep waiting." Zhu Gaosui said fiercely.
"Your Highness, don't forget that the Ming Dynasty is not yours yet. You are just in the process of fighting for the world. If Your Highness really wants to give up, my subordinates will not stop it. When the time comes, I will just leave, but
What about you, Your Highness? You have a whole family behind you. If you fail to seize power by force, you, your descendants, and everyone in the Zhao Palace will be killed. Has Your Highness really considered this?" Elder Zhang turned around and said calmly.
He looked at the incompetent prince in front of him.
"What do you want to do? What should I do?" Zhu Gaosui roared loudly.
Obviously, he also understood that the odds of leading people to attack the Tumu Fort at this time were slim. But after hosting the "hunting" activity for three days and enjoying being the center of attention, he was suddenly beaten back to his original form by his father. Zhu Gaosui
I don't want to, very much.
"Wait for Chaosan San to work, and continue to let your people play a role in inciting the purple-clothed captain to fight against the emperor. The best way is to use the purple-clothed captain's hands to remove the emperor. When the time comes, His Highness will stand up and take charge of the overall situation, even if
The captain in purple clothes can fight against eight hundred armed forces by himself, but can he fight against the entire Ming Dynasty?" Mr. Zhang let go of the saber on his waist and slowly put his hands behind his back.
"Wait, wait, wait. Is there no other way but to wait?" Zhu Gaosui punched the table next to him.
"If you want unification, you have to wait. If His Highness doesn't want unification anymore, His Highness can do whatever you want." Mr. Zhang said calmly with no expression on his face.
It seems that everything has nothing to do with me.
This Zhu Gaosui is really not the type to do big things. Why did he choose to assist him in the first place?
He presided over the "hunting" activity for three days, and he really regarded himself as the emperor. So how many years has the prince been supervising the country, and he hasn't been waiting silently?
