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

Chapter 194 Don't think that I won't beat you just because you are my ancestor
After a while, Zhu Houzhao got up from the ground.

He glanced at Old Zhu who was sitting in the main seat, then at Zhu Zhanjun who was picking his nails next to him, and finally at Zhu Qizhen who was still holding the stick.

He sniffed the blood from his nose, wiped it with his hand, and asked with a smile: "Are you really my ancestors?"

Zhu Zhanjun looked at Zhu Qizhen: "He still seems a little bit unconvinced?"

Zhu Qizhen raised the stick.

"No, no, no, I believe it."

"Hahaha……"

Zhu Houzhao pinched his waist and laughed: "The ancestor is back, so I don't have to stay in the palace every day to be the emperor."

He looked at Lao Zhu with excitement and said, "Grandfather, please go back and be the emperor. Those ministers are so annoying. They won't let me play this, go that, or do anything. They are more annoying than my father."

"You come back to be the emperor, and I will be the general."

"By the way, can you give me my leopard house? I keep a lot of rare animals in it."

He looked at Zhu Qizhen excitedly again: "Grandpa, I have many leopards, tigers and lions in there. Oh, and there are many beauties. If you don't like beauties, there are also handsome men."

Veins popped up on Zhu Qizhen's forehead and he rushed forward again, swinging his stick.

While beating him, he cursed: "I let you play with tigers, I let you play with leopards, I let you play with beauties, I let you play with handsome men..."

He was so ruthless that he hit everyone with a stick.

Zhu Zhanjun looked at the furious Zhu Qizhen and couldn't help but speculate in his heart.

Zhu Qizhen beat him so hard, probably not because he was angry, but because he wanted to take the opportunity to vent his frustration.

After all, one of the people who came into the space was his elder, and the other was a capable person, so his life was very hard.

Later, when Zhu Yunwen came, his life became a little better.

"Alright, alright, stop beating me to death."

Zhu Houzhao was also very resistant to beatings. He held his head and stuck out his butt, allowing Zhu Qizhen to beat him.

Zhu Zhanjun saw that the soldiers outside the tent did not dare to rush in, but they drew their bows and arrows and prepared for the attack.

He quickly reminded Zhu Qizhen not to make things too awkward.

Zhu Qizhen snorted, threw the stick in his hand aside, and kicked Zhu Houzhao in the butt.

"If it weren't for your second great-grandfather's plea, I would have beaten you, the unfilial descendant, to death today."

Zhu Houzhao hummed twice and gave a little response.

Zhu Qizhen snorted again, turned around and was about to walk towards Zhu Zhanjun.

"Aha!"

However, just as he moved, Zhu Houzhao, who was lying on the ground with his head in his hands, suddenly swept his leg and knocked Zhu Qizhen to the ground.

Then he rode on it and started attacking Zhu Qizhen's face like crazy.

"How dare you hit me, you bastard! Bah!"

"You still think I'm embarrassing, ugh."

"Who is embarrassed between us? Don't you have any idea?"

"I may not be a very good emperor, but at least I have not been captured by the enemy, and I have not let the enemy knock on my door."

"You still think I'm embarrassing, but I don't think you're embarrassing at all. Who are you embarrassing? Do you have the nerve to embarrass yourself?"

"You dare to hit me? Do you think your great grandfather can do whatever he wants? Let me tell you, others can do it, but I, Zhu Houzhao, can't. I will hit you."

"Go ahead, take them down."

Seeing that Zhu Houzhao had the upper hand, a white-bearded officer who was knocked to the ground by Zhu Zhanjun hurriedly shouted to the soldiers outside the door.

"Get out of here, motherfucker!"

However, before the soldiers came in, Zhu Houzhao picked up Zhu Qizhen's dropped shoes and threw them over.

"This is an internal conflict within our Zhu family. All of you get out of here."

The white-faced, beardless guy was hit by a shoe and immediately became obedient.

The soldiers outside the door did not dare to rush in and could only stand there and watch.

Zhu Zhanjun did not step forward either, but looked at the two grandparents in silence.

A great-grandson beating up his great-grandfather, this has never happened before.

However, he also realized that Zhu Houzhao did not intend to kill Zhu Qizhen, but just wanted to beat him up.

"You two can fight later. Can you find someone to talk to about the current situation first?"

"boom!"

Zhu Houzhao, who had given Zhu Qizhen an electric shock, raised his hand and pointed at the pale-faced guy who had just spoken.

"Zhang Yong, please explain the current situation to these ancestors of mine."

Before Zhang Yong could answer, Zhu Qizhen turned over and pressed Zhu Houzhao under him.

"You unworthy descendant, you dare to hit our ancestors, I will beat you to death."

But Zhu Houzhao was not someone who just sat there to do his job. Historical records show that he was very smart and strong since childhood, and it was said that he could often fight with tigers and leopards.

Zhu Houzhao straightened his waist and threw Zhu Qizhen aside. Zhu Houzhao smiled coldly and pounced on him again.

"I am an unfilial descendant, and you are just a plaything. You should take all the responsibility for the Ming Dynasty's transformation into this state. How dare you say that to me? Watch out!"

"Your Highness, don't worry about it."

Wu Sangui came close to Zhu Zhanjun and asked in a low voice.

There are so many soldiers watching outside, and so many generals in the tent.

It seems a bit inappropriate to tell others that the two emperors were fighting face to face here.

Zhu Zhanjun waved his hand and said, "It's okay. This Zhu Houzhao has done other things that are even more ridiculous. The ministers are used to it. Compared with the fight, those things are nothing."

"Your name is Zhang Yong, right?"

Zhu Zhanjun asked Wu Sangui to step aside and stood in front of the white-faced and beardless general.

Feeling Zhu Zhanjun's powerful aura of a superior, Zhang Yong swallowed and lowered his body.

Of course, he would never admit that the person in front of him was really powerful.

My goodness, even if the generals in their tent are not as powerful as those in the founding period, more than a dozen of them are not something that ordinary people can deal with.

This young man was holding a short stick. Facing these fully armed and armored men, he was not hurt at all and beat all of them without even breathing a breath.

As he was thinking, Zhang Yong subconsciously touched his waist and took a breath of cold air.

That blow just now was too cruel. If he wasn't a eunuch and had no use for this thing, he would have been crippled by that blow.

"Go back..."

Zhang Yonggang clasped his fists and prepared to answer, but he got stuck at the beginning.

He heard from the conversation that the one who was fighting with the current emperor was the former Yingzong Emperor Zhu Qizhen. The one sitting in the seat and reading the documents was the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang.

It seems that the person in front of me has not been introduced yet.

"I am Zhu Qizhen's second uncle and the second son of Emperor Renzong."

Zhang Yong suddenly realized and bowed quickly.

"Meet His Royal Highness Prince Zheng."

Zhu Zhanjun stopped Wu Sangui, who was about to remind him, with his eyes and nodded to Zhang Yong.

Zhu Houzhao did not intend to take him away directly. Some things did not need to be said too clearly.

“What is the current situation?”

Zhu Houzhao appeared here, and with so many people wearing armor, it was obvious that they were going to fight.

Just now the other party said that they wanted to avenge Zhu Qizhen, which obviously means fighting against the northerners.

According to historical records, this should be the Battle of Yingzhou, where Zhu Houzhao and Dayan Khan fought for five days and five nights.

However, a funny scene happened.

On both sides, there were 5 Ming troops and more than 3 Mongolian Tatar troops.

The two sides fought many times and the battle lasted for several days, but historical records show that only 18 enemies were killed.

The Ming army suffered more than 50 deaths and four to five hundred injuries.

This record is meant to embarrass someone, even a fool can see that, is there something wrong with this?

Nearly 18 people fought in the war, and the Ming army won, killing people.

My goodness, did the Tatars have indestructible bodies, or did the Ming army go forward to fight the enemy with noodles in their hands?

Given the huge numbers of troops on both sides, let alone a war, even if they just fought with their fists without any equipment, they would not have achieved such a result.

It is conceivable that the civil service group during the Zhengde period had become so arrogant that they even modified the achievements made by the emperor himself.

"A true descendant of Genghis Khan?"

Old Zhu stood up suddenly, his eyes shining, and looked at Zhang Yong excitedly.

The powerful imperial aura made Zhang Yong's legs go weak, and he subconsciously knelt on the ground and answered loudly.

"Yes, Your Majesty, a direct descendant of Genghis Khan."

However, he was stunned after answering.

Why did he kneel down?

I subconsciously looked back and found that the people behind me were also kneeling on the ground.

"Good, descendants of Genghis Khan are good."

Old Zhu didn't care and burst into laughter.

To be honest, from the time he started his army until he ascended the throne to become emperor, he never fought against the direct descendants of Genghis Khan on the battlefield.

The main reason was that the Northern Yuan Dynasty was frightened at that time, and coupled with the affluent life, the descendants of Genghis Khan dared not go to the battlefield again.

This incident also became the only regret in Lao Zhu's heart.

In fact, not only him, but also Zhu Di, had never fought one-on-one with Genghis Khan's direct descendants on the front battlefield.

The Mongols during the Hongwu and Yongle dynasties had already been frightened out of their wits, and they almost all ran away wherever the Ming army passed.

Those who dare to resist are all powerful people who rise in the later period.

Now that he knew that the people coming from the opposite side were the direct descendants of Genghis Khan, Zhu Yuanzhang's fighting spirit, which had been suppressed in his heart for many years, suddenly ignited.

Zhu Zhanjun also understood Old Zhu's thoughts, and smiled and bowed, saying, "Grandpa, I will let you fulfill your wish this time."

"Ha ha…"

Old Zhu laughed loudly, then waved his hand and ordered: "Report the information of each department immediately."

Zhang Yong and others did not dare to hide anything and told the current situation.

Zhu Houzhao deserves to be named Wuzong, his battlefield intuition is still very good.

The initial battle of the Yingzhou victory has ended. Currently, the Tatar troops led by Dayan Khan are confronting the Ming army in the Yingzhou area, and a war between the two sides is about to break out.

After hearing this, Lao Zhu clenched his fist and slammed the table hard.

"The enemy can't hold out for much longer. Now that winter is coming, they must withdraw as quickly as possible."

"If the cattle and sheep are not properly settled, and too many of them freeze to death in the winter, a large number of people will starve to death next year."

"Cattle and sheep are their lifeblood, so we concluded that they must fight quickly and decisively."

After expressing his thoughts, Lao Zhu said to everyone: "We are the same. Since we have the same idea, let's go to war with them tomorrow."

"In this battle, the Ming Dynasty will defeat the enemy in one fell swoop, and make sure these Northern Plains barbarians never dare to set foot in the Central Plains again."

"It will also let the foreign countries in the world see that our Ming Dynasty is not heading towards decline, but towards greater glory."

"According to the order!"

Zhang Yong and others shouted, stood up and immediately followed Lao Zhu's instructions to gather the troops.

"Little bastard, you must withdraw Wu Sangui's 1,000 cavalrymen overnight. Once the two sides start fighting, you and Wu Sangui will have only one mission: to defeat them for me."

"Order!"

The two of them immediately clasped their fists.

Although the battlefield was dangerous, Old Zhu understood Zhu Zhanjun's abilities.

Not to mention leading the troops to charge, even if he was just a horse, Zhu Zhanjun's powerful strength and reaction ability were enough to break through the Mongolian army.

"Temujin, there is no chance for us to fight each other. Today, I will fight your descendants first, and when we meet in the future, we will fight to see who is better."

Old Zhu seemed to have returned to the battlefield during the uprising, and the momentum of commanding thousands of troops and issuing orders returned to his body.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the map in front of him, his eyes filled with a strong desire to fight.

"Oh, you dare monkey steal peaches."

"Look at my black tiger taking out its heart."

"You unworthy descendant..."

However, just as his fighting spirit was rising, he heard a fight and curses behind him, which made him frown instantly.

Turning around, I saw Zhu Qizhen and Zhu Houzhao, one grabbing the other's peach, and the other pulling the other's hair, and neither of them was willing to let go.

Old Zhu's face turned dark, he looked around, picked up the whip beside him and walked forward.

"You two bastards, the war is about to start, and you two are still making trouble here. You don't care at all. How could my offspring give birth to bastards like you?"

"Oh, great-grandfather, please spare my life!"

(End of this chapter)