Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 145: One generation of eccentrics is an accident, who can be blamed for all the eccentrics?
The two walked out of the house, and the friendly interaction outside the door was over.

Old Zhu stretched his shoulders, and he looked relaxed.

Zhu Qizhen was lying on the ground with a bruised face and nose. The big Tibetan mastiff Cixi stretched out her saliva-covered tongue and was licking Zhu Qizhen's wounds.

After all, they are partners and it is only natural for them to lick each other's wounds.

"Second uncle."

Seeing Zhu Zhanjun coming out, Zhu Qizhen shouted pitifully.

Zhu Zhanjun gave a look that said "May the best of luck" in return, and he and Zhu Biao checked the houses in the yard.

Before this, Zhu Yuanzhang was not actually very angry with Zhu Qizhen. After all, when he found him, the final defeat of Tumu Fort had not yet come.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang knew that he would be defeated, it did not happen in the end, and he did not really get angry and teach Zhu Qizhen a lesson.

Zhu Zhanjun did not say much about these things. Zhu Qizhen called him "Second Uncle" every day. It was a bit inappropriate for an elder to tell tales about the younger one.

Zhu Zhanjun didn’t say anything, but that doesn’t mean no one else will say anything later.

As soon as Kangxi came, Zhu Qizhen’s good days came to an end.

Zhu Zhanjun conservatively estimated that this guy would be beaten at least three more times.

An old man, a fat dad, and Zhu Zhanji.

The connected houses on the west side are warehouses for receiving various goods, which are no different from the original ones.

Zhu Zhanjun and Zhu Biao checked it out and then went to the east house.

Near the main house is the kitchen, which is equipped with a stove, pots, pans, and utensils.

Pushing open the door of the next room, Zhu Zhanjun paused slightly, and a smile instantly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong? Is there anything strange?"

Seeing that the room was empty, Zhu Biao was a little disappointed, but when he turned around and saw Zhu Zhanjun's smile, he hurriedly asked.

Zhu Zhanjun nodded and pointed at the house, saying, "This is the production workshop. There is a special construction space inside. Although it looks small from the outside, the internal space can be expanded using golden spring water."

"In addition, the speed of time inside is also different from that in the outside world. One day in the outside world is one month inside. Moreover, the people working inside will not feel tired, and the products produced can also be of guaranteed quality and quantity."

After listening to the introduction, Zhu Biao also smiled and said: "It seems that this workshop room is used in conjunction with the teleportation room."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded in agreement.

He said that it is impossible to upgrade the space by only creating a teleportation room, there must be other things.

"Alas, it's a pity that we don't have a craftsman, otherwise the two rooms would be useful."

When Zhu Zhanjun heard Zhu Biao say this, he unconsciously thought of someone in his mind.

Thinking of that person, Zhu Zhanjun couldn't help but sigh: "Eccentrics also have their advantages. At least they have a full range of jobs."

If you think about the entire history of dynasties, there are very few dynasties like the Ming Dynasty where emperors held various occupations.

Thinking of those weirdos coming one by one and Old Zhu's ugly expression, Zhu Zhanjun was very much looking forward to it.

"Your Highness, there is a war report from the north."

A shout was heard, Zhu Zhanjun said hello to Zhu Biao and Lao Zhu, and left the space.

When he opened his eyes, Qiu Yu appeared beside the bed, calling him softly.

Zhu Zhanjun pretended to have just woken up, rubbed his eyes and asked, "Shouldn't the war report be sent to the palace? Why was it sent to me?"

Qiu Yu, who helped Zhu Zhanjun stand up and put on his shoes, replied: "It seems that His Majesty wrote it specifically for you, and the palace has already sent it to the palace."

After getting dressed, Zhu Zhanjun yawned and came to the study, where a soldier from the Shenji Camp was already waiting.

"I have met His Highness."

Zhu Zhanjun waved his hand, looked at the soldiers and asked, "How was the result of the battle?"

The soldier replied: "We have defeated Bayanchur and annihilated most of his troops. Only a few have escaped."

"Our Shenji Battalion has achieved remarkable results in this battle. Your Majesty has granted us the first merit for this battle."

"Very good." Zhu Zhanjun praised, and then asked with concern: "What are the casualties?"

The soldier quickly replied: "Only five people were killed, and the rest were only slightly injured."

Zhu Zhanjun was more satisfied, but he still instructed: "Go back and tell Jiang An to remember to bring back those brothers who died in battle. We can't let their souls stay in a foreign land."

The soldiers were moved after hearing this. Throughout history, there have been many people in power who have taken the lives and bodies of soldiers seriously.

The better ones would bury you on the spot, but the unscrupulous ones would just order you to be stripped of your clothes and thrown on the roadside to be torn apart by wild beasts.

After taking the letter that Xiaohu had checked, Zhu Zhanjun unfolded it and his eyelids twitched.

There was only one sentence written on the big piece of paper.

"You little brat, let's settle the score when we get back."

Zhu Zhanjun casually closed the letter and put it into the drawer, then looked at the soldier as if nothing had happened.

"anything else?"

The soldiers nodded repeatedly: "The deputy commander asked me to tell you that the new weapons put into the battlefield are very effective. The army and His Majesty are very satisfied. They will probably be mass-produced after we return. After the next expedition, I hope that all the Shenji Battalion will be equipped with new weapons."

"Change clothes." Zhu Zhanjun sneered. The court was so poor, yet they wanted to change all the clothes. Did they not wake up yet?

I don't even think about how much iron, money, and manpower would be needed to replace the entire legion.

"Any more?"

The soldier took out the letter from his pocket and placed it on the table. "This is a letter written by the commander himself. I must hand it to you."

After Xiaohu finished checking, Zhu Zhanjun opened the letter himself and a smile appeared on his face after reading it.

The letter only talked about one thing.

Zhu Zhanji, who followed his old man into battle, seemed to want to show himself in the battle with Ben Ya Shi Li.

As the old man charged, he rushed in with the team protecting him.

It was a pity that he had never experienced actual combat and was frightened by the cruelty of death on the battlefield.

Not only did he not show any heroic behavior, but he vomited all over the place when he saw the body parts.

If it weren't for a few soldiers who desperately protected him, their boss would have been killed by the remnants of the army.

He slowly folded up the letter and placed it on the candle. The flame slowly lit up. Zhu Zhanjun said, "Tell him when you go back that he can focus on the war and not worry about anything else."

He did not ask Jiang An to keep an eye on Zhu Zhanji's affairs. Although he was very satisfied with the results of the report, he believed that some things could not be made too obvious, otherwise the old man would be angry.

After sending the soldiers away, Zhu Zhanjun waited for a long time but did not receive any call from the palace, so he just went to rest.

In the next few days, Zhu Zhanjun was busy in the fields. He personally observed and directed a series of things such as fertilizing and pest control to ensure that the sweet potatoes and corn were in the most perfect growth state.

According to Zhang Baigui's report, various crops in Fengyang are growing very well. If nothing unexpected happens, this year will be a bumper harvest.

The recruitment of military households also proceeded very quickly.

Perhaps because the treatment offered by the cooperative was so good, many people voluntarily gave up their household registration and joined the military households.

According to statistics three days ago, the number of military households joining the cooperative has reached 60,000, half of which are new recruits.

If Zhu Zhanjun needed troops, he could definitely just withdraw a force of 60,000 or 70,000.

The news about Auspicious Wheat is still spreading outward, and the reputation it brings is huge every day.

Coupled with the publicity from Kangxi's side, although the effect was not so obvious, it accumulated over time and made the spring rich.

"Where do I start?"

When the springs of both sides reached the critical point, Zhu Zhanjun decided to recruit manpower to increase the efficiency of space planting.

The two groups gathered together early in the morning, waiting for Zhu Zhanjun.

Zhu Zhanjun came to the space. Kangxi and Zhu Yuanzhang had expectations in their eyes. At the same time, they looked at each other with their peripheral vision, sparks flying.

Kangxi was loyal to Zhu Zhanjun, and his impression of Zhu was still realistic, so he always wanted to compete with him.

When Zhu Zhanjun was around, the two of them got along well; when he was not around, they often quarreled, and occasionally even got into fistfights.

As for the result, just look at Kangxi’s face still covered with scars and you will understand the outcome.

"Let's start with Great Grandfather."

After taking a glance at the two of them, Zhu Zhanjun made a decision.

"Haha, you see, we are still family members."

Kangxi rolled his eyes secretly. We are all farming for the master. You are just claiming the title of great grandfather. What’s so great about you?

If the master thinks you are the great-grandfather, then you are Zhu Yuanzhang. If the master doesn’t want to acknowledge you, then you are Zhu Yuanzhang.

Although he secretly complained in his heart, Kangxi flattered him, "Master, you value love and family. I admire you."

"Flattery."

Old Zhu rolled his eyes, not wanting to bother with this guy, and happily went into the house to prepare.

Kangxi did not refute, but approached Zhu Zhanjun and whispered, "Master, I have already tested it according to your request. Ten thousand kilograms of iron ore only consumes a spoonful of Jinquan water. Except for the slightly larger wood, the consumption of other materials is almost the same."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded slightly with satisfaction.

In order to test the transmission consumption, he asked Kangxi to conduct some experiments during this period so that he could have a better idea.

The group walked into the main house, and Lao Zhu and others looked at Zhu Zhanjun's actions expectantly.

They didn't say anything about who could come. After all, no matter how much they missed each other, Zhu Zhanjun didn't have that idea in his mind, so that person couldn't come.

"Are there any famous craftsmen behind my Ming Dynasty?"

Looking at Zhu Zhanjun who was praying silently, Zhu Biao asked Kangxi who was standing beside him.

Kangxi didn't want to respond, but when he saw Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes glancing over, he said unhappily, "There are quite a few, including Qi Jiguang during the Jiajing period, Lu Xiangsheng during the Chongzhen period, and the female general Qin Liangyu, all of whom are good generals."

Zhu Biao nodded with satisfaction and said, "I'm talking about a craftsman, not a famous general."

A production workshop appeared in the space. Based on Zhu Biao's understanding of Zhu Zhanjun, he must be thinking about talents in this area, so he asked this question.

However, as soon as he said this, Kangxi's expression became strange.

"What's your expression?"

Old Zhu glared at Kangxi, feeling that his expression was malicious.

Kangxi chuckled, "I have to say, all the emperors of your Ming Dynasty are eccentric."

"Do you want to be beaten again?"

Old Zhu waved his fist.

Kangxi dodged and spread his hands, saying: "I am telling the truth. Except for the first few emperors of your Zhu family, the rest of the 16 generations seem to have treated the position of emperor as a side job."

"Some like to fight crickets, some like to eat delicious food." He glanced at Zhu Qizhen and said, "There are also some who have no skills but want to achieve great things."

"There are also some who only marry one wife, and some who like to be Taoist priests."

Looking at Zhu Biao, Kangxi suppressed a smile and said, "If you want to talk about famous craftsmen, I don't know much about the common people, but the emperor of your Zhu family has one."

"Ming Xizong Carpenter Emperor Zhu Youxiao, a man who only wanted to be a carpenter and did not want to be an emperor."

Kangxi's words made Zhu Yuanzhang's face turn blue with anger, and he became even angrier towards Zhu Di.

"You son of a bitch, you said you wanted to rebel, so you rebelled. Look at what you gave birth to. You brought shame to me."

Old Zhu was so angry that he cursed under his breath. In a rage, he took off his boots and threw them at Kangxi.

Kangxi caught the shoe and threw it back.

"Alright, alright, stop fighting, it will be healed soon."

Seeing that the two were about to start fighting again, Zhu Biao hurriedly stood in the middle to stop them.

"Humph!"

Kangxi snorted, walked to Zhu Zhanjun and stood quietly.

Old Zhu pointed at Zhu Biao and yelled, "You rebellious son, are you still our son? You didn't even help me when I was fighting with others."

Zhu Biao smiled bitterly in his heart.

He also wanted to help, but he wanted more to ensure that the Zhu family maintained a good impression in Zhu Zhanjun's heart.

Ever since Kangxi appeared, he had a worry in his heart.

There may be more emperors and more talents in the future.

The owner of this space is Zhu Zhanjun. When there are no outsiders around, they and Zhu Zhanjun are still a family.

But as Zhu Zhanjun grew up and became the emperor with his own ideas, Zhu Biao was worried that the people of the Zhu family would regard themselves as elders, which would make Zhu Zhanjun unhappy.

The human heart is complicated, and the emperor's heart is even more complicated.

Zhu Biao has to consider the future and ensure the status of the Zhu family in space.

The basis for ensuring all this is Zhu Zhanjun's affection for him and the blood relationship between them.

(End of this chapter)