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

Chapter 193 Emperor-level Wanka is online
"Your Highness, your Highness!"

The reality was that the army was urgently needed, and Zhu Zhanjun didn't care what Wu Sangui was doing and directly pulled him over.

My goodness, I was stunned when Wu Sangui appeared. He was taking a bath with two silly girls.

Just when I was getting excited, I suddenly found myself in space.

Zhu Zhanjun couldn't bear to watch it, he covered his face and waved his hands.

Wu Sangui disappeared.

Fortunately, Empress Ma and others went to work in the fields, otherwise Zhu would have beaten this guy to death.

"Say hello next time. Luckily your grandmother and the others are not here."

Old Zhu was also very upset.

After a while, Wu Sangui submitted his application.

When this guy showed up again, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Cough cough..."

"How's the situation there?"

Zhu Zhanjun coughed dryly and asked about the situation in the slave house first.

If Wu Sangui urgently needs troops, then we will wait here.

He will be able to reach the destination in half a month. It won't be too difficult to deal with just Vietnam and the Sultan of Bangladesh.

In order to ease the embarrassment, Wu Sangui quickly replied: "Nothing happened. Quan Shengjian dealt with the rebels perfectly. A rebellion occurred half a month after you left, and was suppressed by this guy directly."

"My goodness, this guy is really fierce. There are more than 100,000 people. He didn't even blink an eye and buried them alive. The place is right next to where you buried those guys."

After listening to this, Zhu Zhanjun nodded with satisfaction, thinking that the dog was not received in vain.

Wu Sangui continued, "The mining of gold and silver mines is going very smoothly. With so many slaves, we have nearly 200 million taels of silver in reserve, and about to taels of gold."

"I have dispatched ten ships from Korea, and I plan to send the mined gold and silver back when the monsoon arrives."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded and said, "Just send it directly to Nanjing and hand it over to the Veterans Chamber of Commerce. Grandpa gave me all this money to use to re-equip the Ming army."

After talking about the situation of gold and silver, Zhu Zhanjun said directly: "I need to mobilize your cavalry and ghost-faced army. How many people can you spare?"

Wu Sangui already had 3000 cavalrymen and 5000 ghost-faced soldiers under his command. It was impossible for Zhu Zhanjun to mobilize all of them, which would affect the public security situation in the nu palace. The question was how many Wu Sangui could withdraw?
Wu Sangui didn't ask why?
Since Zhu Zhanjun has spoken, there must be a reason.

He hesitated for a moment and replied, "With the help of the Inu family, I don't need to use much manpower, but just in case, I need to keep 1000 cavalry and about 2000 infantry."

Zhu Zhanjun looked at Xu Da.

Xu Da nodded and said, "That's enough."

Although the rainy season has an impact on the Shenwei Camp, it does not mean that the Shenwei Camp has no combat power.

With the cooperation of these soldiers and the Shenwei Battalion, there will be no problem in attacking.

Soon, 2000 cavalry and 3 ghost-faced infantry were transferred over.

Zhu Zhanjun handed it to Xu Da, who took him out directly.

He needed to attract the Vietnamese troops before Zhu Zhanjun could get around to the back, so that Zhu Zhanjun could attack them from behind and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

After seeing Xu Da off, Zhu Zhanjun was about to go back when Old Zhu grabbed him.

"What's wrong, great grandfather? Is there something wrong?"

Zhu Zhanjun looked at Old Zhu in confusion.

Old Zhu said angrily: "I said you have a good memory, but you forget things every day. If there is nothing wrong, you come here and I can run back from the fields in a hurry."

"You forgot that the six-month deadline is up."

With Old Zhu's reminder, Zhu Zhanjun finally remembered.

After Napoleon arrived, a group of people sat together to discuss and make arrangements for the space.

The current talent pool has reached a certain standard, and the next step will be to expand space, as well as pastures and marine resources.

But the number of people cannot but increase.

So after discussion, the golden spring water produced by Napoleon was used to meet the operating needs of the two factories.

On Kangxi's side, the growing golden spring water is responsible for transmitting materials and partially expanding the space.

On Lao Zhu's side, in addition to a part of it being used for space expansion, the rest is used to recruit personnel, and summons are carried out every six months.

The reason for choosing Zhu Yuanzhang was that Zhu Yuanzhang, together with Xu Da and Wu Sangui, tamed Napoleon and Kangxi with his fists, thus proving his status.

The main reason lies with Zhu Zhanjun.

As for the people of the Qing Dynasty, Zhu Zhanjun did feel a little uncomfortable with them except for the necessary talents.

Not to mention Napoleon.

Zhu Zhanjun chose him for his technology in firearms and other areas, as well as for his preparations for expansion into the West.

Zhu Zhanjun really didn't think highly of the talents under Napoleon, except for the craftsmen.

Now that Napoleon has two workshops of his own, Zhu Zhanjun doesn’t have much demand for talent.

It is precisely because of these reasons that Zhu Zhanjun set his sights on recruiting talents from Old Zhu.

Zhu Zhanjun on Napoleon Kangxi's side did not reject all of them and gave them permission to summon them once a year.

Last year, Zhu summoned Hai Rui.

At the end of the year, Zhu Zhanjun was busy preparing the actual seeds and did not consider this matter.

Now that everyone is a little free, Lao Zhu brought up the matter of summoning.

Zhu Zhanjun patted his forehead.

"Look at how busy I am. I've forgotten everything. Let's go and see who is the lucky one this time."

"Your Highness, I want to go and see it too."

Wu Sangui, who had not returned yet, smiled with a lick on his face.

He hasn't been to other dimensions yet. The last time Hai Rui came, he was busy suppressing a rebellion.

"Okay, let's go together."

Zhu Zhanjun didn't have much desire in his heart, and he didn't know who would come this time, so it would be good to have a thug by his side.

If there is any trouble, it would save him and Lao Zhu from having to take action.

"Uncle, you guys need to go and call people. I want to go too."

Zhu Qizhen, who happened to come back to get something, heard the conversation between the three people and his eyes were full of anticipation.

He hoped to return to the Zhengtong period to see his wife, children and mother, so every time there was an opportunity to be summoned, he would approach with a licking face.

Zhu Zhanjun looked at the guy's pleading eyes, thinking that he had been busy for a year and it was time for him to relax, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take you with me this time."

The four of them walked into the yard and came to the lotus altar.

Looking at the blooming golden lotus, Lao Zhu felt depressed.

When Zhu Zhanjun returned to Jinling, Empress Ma went out to pay respect to her adoptive father. With the help of Zhu Zhanjun's cover, she went to see Zhu Pangpang and other grandchildren, strolled around the street, and returned satisfied.

At that time, Old Zhu was extremely envious.

"Oh, it would be great if we could go out for once."

"Don't worry, great grandfather. I believe that with the subsequent upgrades, there will definitely be opportunities."

Zhu Zhanjun said something soothing, walked across the small bridge over the lotus pond, and placed his hand on the lotus altar.

With a flash of light, an illusory light appeared in front of Zhu Zhanjun.

At the same time, five rays of light shone out and transformed into five golden lotus pendants.

With the upgrade of space, Zhu Zhanjun no longer needs to sign contracts with his subordinates.

He only needs to hold the pendant and judge in his mind whether the contract with the other party is temporary or long-term, and then he can sign the contract directly without the other party's permission.

Zhu Zhanjun was very satisfied with this unfair clause.

“It’s the people behind.”

After taking a look at the light gate, Lao Zhu made an instant judgment.

Zhu Zhanjun opened the protection of the altar, and Old Zhu, Wu Sangui and Zhu Qizhen walked in.

Zhu Zhanjun pushed open the light door, and a flash of light and shadow appeared before his eyes. When he could see clearly again, four people appeared in a tent.

At the same time, an arrogant young man's voice sounded in front.

"The first battle is the decisive battle."

Hearing this, Lao Zhu's eyebrows twitched. He felt that it sounded very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

Then the young man shouted, "My great grandfather was humiliated in that way. I must avenge him. Tomorrow I will fight with Dayan."

"We need to make him understand what it means to be a king's teacher and what it means to punish the criminals and appease the people."

Old Zhu looked at Zhu Qizhen.

"Wait a minute, these arrogant words seem to be exactly the same as yours."

Zhu Zhanjun also nodded.

He always felt that the tone of voice was very similar to the first time they met Zhu Qizhen.

Zhu Qizhen felt a little embarrassed, but also a little curious. Who was this young man who was speaking?
"Who?"

An angry shout was heard, followed by the sound of weapons being unsheathed.

"Stab it, sting it..."

The tent in front of the four people was torn apart, and more than a dozen men rushed over with knives in hand.

"Humph!"

Wu Sangui snorted coldly, pulled out two sledgehammers he brought from the space behind him, and stood in front of Zhu Zhanjun and Lao Zhu.

Zhu Zhanjun looked through the people rushing over and saw a young man wearing armor, with arrogance in his eyes.

"There are assassins, capture them!"

More than a dozen people did not hesitate and swung their knives to chop at him without mercy.

Zhu Zhanjun didn't say to stop, so Wu Sangui naturally wouldn't stop. He picked up the hammer and rushed forward.

But he was alone after all, and he fought with several others. The others bypassed the battlefield and rushed towards Zhu Zhanjun and Lao Zhu.

"Grandpa, you have to be careful, don't hurt your back."

"Qi Zhen, protect your great-grandfather."

Zhu Zhanjun said with a smile, took off the knife from his waist and threw it to Old Zhu, then called out to Zhu Qizhen, picked up a stick next to him that he didn't know what it was for, and went straight to meet him.

Zhu Zhanjun's current reaction and strength are not comparable to those of ordinary people.

Even if the Overlord Xiang Yu and Lu Bu came together, Zhu Zhanjun was confident that he could beat them both into pandas.

"Ping-pong-pong, oops..."

There were bursts of beatings and screams, and soon there was a large group of people lying in the tent.

Zhu Zhanjun, holding the blood-stained stick in his hand, walked towards the young man who was looking at him with shining eyes.

"Your Majesty, be careful. This person is quite skilled."

Seeing Zhu Zhanjun approaching the young man, a strong guy lying on the ground hurriedly reminded him loudly.

"You are quite capable. How about following me, the general? I can take you in as my godson."

As a result, the young man ignored them and instead excitedly wanted to adopt Zhu Zhanjun as his godson.

Zhu Zhanjun's face turned dark, and he raised his hand and slapped the young man on the forehead.

"You unworthy descendant, who do you want to adopt as your godson?"

"My great grandfather still calls me his second uncle, and you actually want to take me in as your godson. Who gave you the courage? Who gave you the guts?"

After Zhu Zhanjun said this, he raised his hand and slapped the young man, stunning him.

After listening to the words of these soldiers and the young man, Zhu Zhanjun had already figured out who the person in front of him was.

If we talk about the most absurd and playful emperor in the Ming Dynasty, it would undoubtedly be Zhu Houzhao, a young man who was dissolute and loved freedom all his life.

This guy has a penchant for being a general.

Just now this guy called himself the general, and these people called him Your Majesty, and the furnishings in the tent were of the Ming Dynasty royal standard.

After connecting the dots, Zhu Zhanjun understood who this guy was.

"Oh, stop it. If you hit me again, I'll get angry."

Zhu Houzhao held his head, hid aside and looked at Zhu Zhanjun angrily.

"Boy, you are braver than me. I just want to be a general, but you actually dare to pretend to be the ancestor of our Zhu family."

"You even said that my great grandfather called you second uncle. You are so brave. I like your character. I have decided to accept you as my godson."

"You are blind, you little bastard. Haven't you been to the Taimiao? You don't even recognize the Hongwu Emperor." Zhu Zhanjun pointed at Old Zhu with a dark face, then casually pulled over Zhu Qizhen who was hiding aside.

"Also, your great grandfather is here."

The young man's eyes lit up even more, and he replied, "Why would I go there? They're a bunch of dead ghosts. What good can I talk to them about?"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhu Qizhen and said with a smile: "I have to say, the person you found really looks like my great grandfather, but unfortunately he is a little young."

Zhu Qizhen was speechless.

He finally understood the speechless and hateful mood that his great-grandfather and second uncle felt when they first saw him.

The person in front of him should be his descendant. His cynical, mentally ill attitude made him want to beat him up.

I looked back at Lao Zhu, and Lao Zhu replied, "Look at what your descendants look like."

Zhu Qizhen gritted his teeth and reached out to Zhu Zhanjun: "Uncle, lend me your stick."

(End of this chapter)