General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 104 Although there are thousands of people, I will go

After entering the city, Zhou Shangwen went directly to the wounded barracks.

Zhu Xizhong, Xu Yande, Zhang Rong and others were also here. Dozens of military doctors led a hundred people to boil soups, plasters, and even some large vats with green hairs outside the camp.

This is an improvement of a traditional Chinese medicine called "Chen mustard marinade", which is similar to Indians using moldy bread to wrap their wounds. It can be regarded as an earthen prescription in the army.

As soon as he arrived outside the camp, Ning Jue heard Zhu Xizhong's screams.

"It hurts! Father, mother, it really hurts! Zhang Rong, I *your uncle, try to touch me again!"

"Hahaha, Mr. Cheng has just been outside the city, but he doesn't seem to be afraid of pain at all! If I hadn't come quickly, your arm would have been chopped off by the Tartars."

"Cough, cough." Zhou Shangwen coughed dryly twice.

The originally noisy wounded barracks suddenly became quiet.

"General Town!" Ma Fang stood up as if there was a spring on her buttocks.

Zhou Shangwen looked at the bandage on Ma Fang's arm and asked, "How is the injury?"

"It's okay, it's not the first time I made a cut."

Zhou Shangwen nodded slightly.

"What about our camp?"

"One hundred and four brothers were lost this time, and 42 were disabled. They have already been sent back to the capital."

Hearing this number, Zhou Shangwen couldn't help feeling sad.

"According to the old rules, besides the royal share, I will take 50 taels more for the children who died in battle, and send the disabled ones back to our villages to raise them."

Zhou Shangwen opened up more than 2000 mu of land in the outskirts of Datong, which was used to raise disabled soldiers who could not fight.

"Here."

After giving these instructions, Zhou Shangwen looked at Zhu Xizhong who was lying on the bed on the ground.

The surrounding Xu Yande and Zhang Rong were all looking at Zhou Shangwen, but Zhu Xizhong looked away inadvertently, as if he was waiting for Zhou Shangwen to talk to him.

"Hey, three wounds in one battle? Does it hurt?"

"What is this little injury? I beat my husband back then, and my father hung me up and smoked me for three days and three nights. What's the point of this?"

Xu Yande and Zhang Rong glanced at Zhu Xizhong contemptuously.

You don't care if you tie a rope to your hand, it's called hanging up and pumping, right?

At least three generations of your Zhu family don't even have a scar on their bodies!
Zhou Shangwen sat next to Zhu Xizhong seemingly inadvertently, and directly removed the gauze from Zhu Xizhong's wound. As soon as the gauze was torn off, the corner of Zhu Xizhong's mouth twitched.

"Successful, much better than your father back then, we still remember when your father first became a prince, tsk tsk..."

Zhu Xizhong gritted his teeth tightly, and his face gradually turned iron blue.

"Huh? Why don't you talk?"

"I...I miss my dad."

There was a roar of laughter in the wounded barracks.

Then Zhou Shangwen took out a carefully wrapped kraft paper bag from his arms, and directly sprinkled the white medicine wrapped in the paper on Zhu Xizhong's wound.

"hiss……"

Zhou Shangwen suppressed the smile on his face.

"What's wrong again?"

"My dad seems to be waving at me outside."

The people around the scene were all smiling like a spring breeze.

Just as everyone in the wounded camp couldn't help laughing, a figure flashed outside the camp.

Zhu Zaixun, who was wearing civilian clothes, was carefully poking his head into the wounded barracks in a corner.

Before Zhu Zaiyu had a clear look at the situation in the wounded barracks.

Zhu Zaiyu's familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Sir Lu Bing, I pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhu Zaishun's body immediately froze in place.

"Would you believe me if I told you that you had the wrong person?"

"It's a great fortune to meet His Highness at this moment and here, even if it's a mistake, I don't want to believe it."

Zhu Zaiyu took a deep breath, and then asked:
"Do the wounded soldiers have urgently needed medicinal materials?"

Lu Bing looked calm.

"The capital is well-prepared, and I thank Your Highness on behalf of the lieutenant generals of the battalion."

Hearing what Lu Bing said, Zhu Zaiyong breathed a sigh of relief, and without waiting for Zhu Zaiyong to catch his breath, Lu Bing continued to speak: "Your Highness, I respectfully invite you to return to Beijing."

"I won't answer!" Zhu Zaiyu said firmly.

"Father Jun has a deep affection, please don't be childish, Your Highness..."

Zhu Zaishun, like a normal adolescent boy, lost his temper when he heard Lu Bing mentioning his father.

"What kind of love?! He is the father of all the people in the world!"

"Couldn't Governor Lu see it? If the capital is like this, this is the Jiajing Zhongxing that the father is complacent about!"

"Although the people in the world have a king but no father, how many people will have to die in Ming Dynasty to wake up if they have to fight in the southeast like this!"

Lu Bing frowned gradually.

"His Royal Highness be careful."

"Be careful what you say?! The world is like this, and the history is like this. If you can hide it for a while, you can hide it forever?!"

Lu Bing was silent for a long time, and then he spoke in a low tone.

"Everyone in the world can criticize Junfu, but His Highness can't."

Lu Bing might not understand what Jiajing's arrangements were for, but Lu Bing knew that what his breast brother did was more for Zhu Zaiyu than for himself.

"It's that sentence again! Why can't I say it? Should I hide in the palace as a deaf and blind man?!"

Lu Bing raised his head slowly, and glanced at Zhu Zaixun.

"It's because His Majesty appointed the minister as the deputy general of Pinglu, instead of ordering Zhang Zuo to come to the army to supervise the army."

"What's the difference?"

"The eyes and ears of Dongchang are all over the capital but not out of the capital, and my Jinyiwei is weak, but the capital is all over the world."

"The capital and the elite of the Nine Frontiers are now all by His Highness's side. If there is a change in the Capital, even if His Majesty is in trouble, Your Highness will be fine. How can you say that Junfu is incompetent?!"

Zhu Zaishun was startled when he heard the words, and his voice dropped a little.

"What happened to the capital?"

"Your Majesty is stationed in Tongzhou, and King Yu and King Jing supervise the country. Now the government and the public are waiting to see His Highness's jokes. Go back to Beijing, Your Highness."

After Lu Bing finished talking about the court affairs to Zhu Zai, Zhu Zai's mood gradually calmed down.

"Gentlemen in the court set up such a big platform for me. Does the governor think that this scene will end now that I have returned to Beijing?"

Zhu Zaiyong didn't know what happened in the capital, but Zhu Zaiyong knew about those old foxes and made such a big commotion, and it was definitely not something that he could solve by escaping back to the capital.

This kind of thing will never have the initiative, as long as this kind of big drama starts, it must be sung to an end.

Lu Bing was silent.

When Zhu Zaiyu led the people out of the city, the success or failure of the 20 army was already closely related to Zhu Zaiyu.

Even if Zhu Qizhen was able to escape from the Tumu Fort back then, the Tumu Fort was still the same Tumu Fort, and Chen Xun and Shang Ren were still able to bring the six ministries into the cabinet, but Zhu Qizhen didn't have to go to study abroad.

Even if Zhu Zaiyu fled back to the capital now, as long as the 20 people were defeated, those old foxes would still have a way to splash water on Zhu Zaiyu.

Because defeat means death in battle and accountability.

It means that the balance of power is broken.

vice versa.

"Then how does His Highness plan to act?"

Zhu Zai's eyes became more and more determined.

"Continue to shrink, although there are tens of millions of people, I will go."

"If they are willing to wait, then they will wait. Wait until my Ming soldiers return in triumph, and wait until I flee in defeat. I want to see who will see whose joke."

(End of this chapter)