Ming Dynasty: The ghost betrays the Confucian sage, my son Zhu Yuanzhang

Chapter 258 Zhu Yuanzhang: The Supreme Emperor robbed the court of taxes and grain

Zhu Di glanced over, and saw a girl in red with a voluptuous figure and a bit of charm in her smile; a man with sharp eyes like an eagle, holding a huge bow, ready to shoot arrows that pierce the sky at any time; and a man with a body full of The bruised man had a ferocious face, as if an evil spirit had been born.

"You're all so ugly, who the hell are you?" Zhu Di asked coldly, with a hint of disdain in his voice.

The girl in red giggled and replied: "We are the fourth generation Mengwu Thirteen Wings, and we are here to take your life today."

"Thirteen Wings?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhu Di's lips, "Almost all of the previous generation of Thirteen Wings were slaughtered by my master. Since you are here, I will kill you."

Suddenly, the man under his feet slammed his hands on the ground. The ground seemed to shake, and he was about to jump up and overturn Zhu Di. But Zhu Di stepped down hard, and at that moment, the three people surrounding him immediately attacked him.

boom!
Zhu Di crushed the man under his feet with one kick, and violent zhenqi suddenly surged out, shocking the three people who rushed forward and retreated. The three of them were shocked. They didn't expect Zhu Di to be so horrified.

"Hahaha, you want to assassinate me?" Zhu Di roared, "Then I will kill you one by one."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew away. The man covered in green and purple immediately faced him. With a wave of his hand, a ball of green poisonous gas spilled out. But he never expected that Zhu Di ignored his poisonous gas. Not only did he not avoid it, but he passed through the poisonous gas and choked him. throat.

"You've been poisoned by me!" The purple man laughed ferociously.

"In my eyes, the so-called Thirteen Wings are just ants." Zhu Di punched him down. Jebie's head was slapped into his chest, and he collapsed, with blood gurgling out.

boom!
Zhebie suddenly knelt down with his bow and spit out a mouthful of blood. His face was extremely horrified: "No...impossible!"

What's the matter, it's not that each generation is inferior to the last, it's that you are too defiant, and with the blessing of Tianjue Divine Gu, you are almost on par with me.

Zhu Di turned his head and found that the girl in red had run away, leaving only a faint silhouette. A cold light flashed in his eyes: "This woman is very scheming and very quick to escape."

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"What's inappropriate? We are in charge of Northern Xinjiang now, and we have the final say." Fourth Master Zhu waved his hand, "You also know that your father is a picker of bricks. If it gets into his hands, don't even think about it. . "I want to use this tax money to do great things."

After listening to her narration, Wang Baobao had a look of disbelief in his eyes. He shook his head repeatedly and sighed: "Is the third generation of the Zhu family already so powerful? Wuhua, you go to heal first. I will take this right away Report the matter to the Imperial Master."

The girl in red quickly recounted what happened in detail, and her voice revealed her admiration for King Yan's strength: "The strength of King Yan is simply unbelievable."

Fourth Master Zhu looked strange.

"Farewell, shoot the arrow!" the girl in red shouted.

"Ah? This...isn't this appropriate?" Zhu Di exclaimed.

With a sudden force, he broke the new Poison King's neck with a snap, and threw the body towards the remaining two people. The two people were obviously scared. The new Thirteenth Wing was the strongest master of the younger generation in the grassland, but in the blink of an eye, two of them were killed by Zhu Di.

The girl in red fled in a hurry to respond to Chang Cheng. Her face was as pale as paper, she was obviously still frightened, and her voice was slightly trembling. She reported to King Qi Kuo Timur: "King Qi, we have failed. Three of the thirteen wings have been killed, and I was the only one who escaped by chance."

"My guess is right, you should be the new Poison King among the Thirteen Wings?" Zhu Di chuckled, "What a pity, don't you know that I am not afraid of poison at all?"

"Still can't be proud!" He glared, "There are monsters in the grassland, like their great shaman and the two-hundred-year-old Zha Ba Zhuang. You have to be careful."

At the same time, Zhu Di also returned to Beiping City. He reported this trip to the grassland to Fourth Master Zhu: "Grandpa, I met the fourth generation Thirteen Wings on the grassland and solved three of them. It seems that they are really inferior to each other."

"By the way, there is something that would be more suitable for you to do." Fourth Master Zhu spread his hands, "Recently, several provinces in northern Xinjiang have been transporting taxes and grain to the imperial court. You go and rob them and transport them to Peking."

Whoosh whoosh!
The man holding a bow and arrow fired arrows at Zhu Di continuously. Zhu Di caught the arrows with his bare hands and rushed towards the new Zhebie. In an instant, Zhu Di was in front of Zhebie and punched Zhebie's bow.

The girl in red quietly retreated. As the deputy leader of the fourth-generation Thirteen Wings, she took over the position of the previous generation of Witch Queen and became a leader among the young generation in the grassland. However, what she experienced today completely shattered her pride. In front of Zhu Di, she felt unprecedented frustration and despair.

"What?" Wang Baobao was shocked.

"I know, Grandpa." Although Zhu Di agreed verbally, there was a disapproving smile on his face.

"Okay, anyway, I said that I followed the emperor's order." Zhu Di's eyes lit up, "Then rob my father, hahaha."

……

The air is crisp and clear in autumn.

After Fourth Master Zhu finished handling his official duties, he left the house alone and came to the street. He bought two sesame seed cakes and wandered slowly on the street. The autumn sunshine fell on his body, which made him feel very comfortable.

"Find a place to eat mutton." He said to himself. In this era, mutton has been eaten, especially in the city of Beiping. Legend has it that it has been around since the Yuan Dynasty. It is said that the grassland people used mutton for convenience during the war. This eating method spread among the military.

He entered a shop, found a seat, sat down, and asked the waiter to come up and order. Soon, the food and wine were all served, and he was drinking and eating mutton by himself, which was so cool.

Suddenly, a woman sat down opposite him and snorted: "The Ming Emperor, are you eating alone?"

Fourth Master Zhu raised his eyes and saw that it was Saint Sage from the Great Guangming Palace in the Western Regions. She was wearing a long white dress and had a graceful figure. She was aloof and dusty, like the fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

"What I eat is not meat, but loneliness." Fourth Master Zhu smiled and said, "Holy girl, you are here just in time. Let's have a few drinks together."

He secretly guessed that this saint was probably here for Musashi. Last time they did not get Ruzang from the Great Light Palace in the Western Regions, and this time they wanted to take advantage of Musashi.

"The Supreme Emperor, I heard that you went to southern Xinjiang to get Bingzang?" Sha Qie asked directly.

"No, just get a sword." Fourth Master Zhu gave her a glass of wine.

"Really?" Sage picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "We are here this time for Musashi. Let me say hello to you in advance. We are not just for Musashi, and we have not formed an alliance with Beiyuan."

"I know, you are helping the lame Timur." Fourth Master Zhu blinked, "Is the lame man waiting and watching?"

Sage snorted coldly, didn't answer, and stood up directly. At this time, four old men came behind her. Master Zhu swept his eyes and felt that the four old men were unfathomable.

"This is the Great Holy Treasure Tree King, the Wisdom Treasure Tree King, the Victorious Treasure Tree King, and the Fire Treasure Tree King among the twelve Treasure Tree Kings of our Great Light Palace in the Western Region." A smile appeared on the corner of Shaqie's mouth, "This time, Your Majesty, please be careful."

After saying that, she turned around and left, with the Four Treasure Tree Kings following behind her. Fourth Master Zhu frowned. It seemed that the Western Region Great Light Palace was determined to win Musashi this time.

Fourth Master Zhu looked at Shaqie's graceful figure and touched his belly. Damn, I'm full and warm. I have to go to a brothel. I can't hold it in any longer.

No, I can't afford to lose that person if the Emperor goes to a brothel.

"Waiter, check out!" he shouted.

An hour later, he was in Yihongyuan in the city, lying on the soft couch with the oiran in his arms. He suddenly felt relaxed all over. The oiran curled up in her arms like a kitten. The beautiful figure is concave and convex, with graceful curves.

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The capital of the Ming Dynasty, the Wenhua Hall of the Imperial Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang was reviewing the memorial attentively. Suddenly, he stood up angrily and said angrily: "It's too much. What do they want? Are they going to rebel? They simply don't take me, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, seriously!"

Upon hearing this, Prince Zhu Biao quickly walked to Zhu Yuanzhang, took the memorial and looked at it carefully. There was a complicated expression on his face. It turned out that the memorial stated that the tax grains from the three provinces of northern Xinjiang had been forcibly taken away by the Emperor's men and had been transported to Peiping.

Zhu Biao smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The Supreme Emperor robbed taxes and grain, which really makes people helpless."

"How can this be tolerated? Where is our face?" Zhu Yuanzhang shouted with eyes wide open.

"Father, you once said that in Northern Xinjiang, the Emperor's edict is equivalent to your imperial edict." Zhu Biao spread his hands helplessly, "Besides, there is a war in Northern Xinjiang, and it is necessary to transport military supplies, but now we just save the transportation. "

"Even so, it should be coordinated by the imperial court! This is blatant robbery!" Zhu Yuanzhang said angrily.

"Father, I heard that grandpa implemented a series of reform measures in Beiping, and it is said that the results were remarkable." Zhu Biao persuaded, "Maybe we can let him try it. If it succeeds, we can also learn from it."

"Let me learn from him? What does he know?" Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that he picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp. "Also, there have been many fewer memorials from the north recently, and they are all presented directly to the Supreme Emperor. He is clearly seizing power! "

"It's all for Daming." Zhu Biao continued to pour him a cup of tea to calm him down.

"Let's see what tricks he can do." Zhu Yuanzhang took a sip.

He thought to himself, for thousands of years, the Ming rulers of all dynasties have governed the country in the same way, allowing the people to recuperate, rectifying the administration, reducing taxes, etc. Zhu Yuanzhang has been doing these things, so can he still come up with new tricks?
"Father, Grandpa's Ming Trading Company organized a fleet of 20,000 people to go to sea this time. They said they were going to America." Zhu Biao said, "They said there are gold mines, silver mines, and high-yield grains there."

"We won't believe it until we bring it back." Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, "Overseas, it's all barren land, what can there be? Our Central Plains is the land of vast land and abundant resources."

"Uh..." Zhu Biao held his forehead and complained in his heart, "Father, it's time for you to learn geography."

(End of this chapter)