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

Chapter 207: Now that everyone is an official, who will farm the land?

"Wheel, don't be discouraged. If everyone runs away to work as a security guard and build things, who will farm the land? Don't you think this makes sense?"

Walking out of Napoleon's courtyard, Lao Zhu comforted Napoleon with a smile.

After settling Huo Qubing, Zhu Zhanjun came to the space, intending to bring the summoning candidates from the three families over.

Otherwise, once you go to war, you won’t have much time to care about these things.

The first one summoned was Napoleon. In Lao Zhu’s words, let the wheel try its luck first.

The result was disappointing.

The five men summoned by Napoleon were only considered average in his time. None of them met the standards of a guard or a craftsman, and all of them were assigned to farming.

While Old Zhu was gloating, he was also happy in his heart.

He now has a few more good farmers under his command.

According to the division of labor among everyone.

Lao Zhu is in charge of farming matters in the space, and all tenants obey his orders.

Napoleon's main strength was in providing materials, manufacturing gun barrels and producing steel.

Kangxi is a jack of all trades. He will provide help wherever it is needed.

"Who of us will start first?"

After comforting the depressed Napoleon, Zhu Yuanzhang and Kangxi got together.

Kangxi hesitated for a moment and said, "How about I start first? I have some things to do over there. I'll go back after I'm done."

Old Zhu was not an unreasonable person. When he learned that the other party had something to do, he nodded.

"Okay, let's start with you."

After saying this, he said expectantly: "It would be even better if a few more tenants could come. Now that the land is large, there is a real shortage of manpower to farm the land."

"Great Lord, I am still at war in reality, so I will not accompany you."

Napoleon was depressed and didn't want to get involved in what was happening. He reported to Zhu Zhanjun and left after Zhu Zhanjun nodded.

Outside the courtyard, only Zhu Zhanjun, Kangxi and Old Zhu were left.

The reality requires that the territory for seeds is getting larger and larger, and the space is getting busier and busier.

Now everyone is busy preparing corn and other crops to be sown after the wheat harvest, and there is no time to sit together and chat.

"Let's go, let's go over and take a look. Let's finish it quickly and then you can all go about your own business."

Knowing that both of them had something to do, Zhu Zhanjun did not delay and took them into Kangxi's courtyard.

When he arrived at the altar, Zhu Zhanjun moved his mind, and the lotus mark between his eyebrows shone onto the altar.

Instantly a light burst out, and a dark golden door appeared in front of the three people.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Seeing the color of the door, Kangxi laughed out loud and looked at Lao Zhu beside him with pride.

Old Zhu curled his lips and said with a hint of sourness: "What's there to be proud of? I've done it so many times, but I've never seen you show off like this."

My goodness, it would have been better if Zhu Yuanzhang hadn’t mentioned it. As soon as he mentioned it, Kangxi’s originally happy mood instantly became depressed again.

Old Zhu has a lot of people on his side, but he only has Zeng Guofan and Xu Shou on his side.

Moreover, these guys all have their own power, and they just nod to him, the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, and there is no sense of intimacy with them at all.

Zeng Guofan would not even come unless Zhu Zhanjun summoned him, leaving him no chance to build relationships.

"Are you two going or not? No, I'm leaving by myself."

The two guys were still bickering there, and Zhu Zhanjun turned around and said something in annoyance.

"Go, go, go. I want to see what kind of talents the Qing Dynasty can have."

"Humph! A rotten boat still has three pounds of nails. My Qing Dynasty is not weaker than your Ming Dynasty. Why don't you have talented people?"

The two continued arguing and followed Zhu Zhanjun into the dark golden gate.

There was a flash of light, and the three of them appeared in a world of black and white.

The location was a small courtyard. Zhu Zhanjun looked around but was not sure which area it was exactly.

Following the guidance in their hearts, the three of them walked into a small house where an octogenarian was lying on the bed, weakly explaining his final arrangements.

As Zhu Zhanjun listened to the other party's story, he gradually understood who the person in front of him was, and a sense of respect arose in his heart.

After a while, the octogenarian gradually lost his voice, and the people beside the bed also began to sob softly.

A phantom slowly sat up from the bed. The old man looked at the people around him with a sigh. After a long time, he got up from the bed and bowed to Zhu Zhanjun and the other two.

"Thank you three for keeping me waiting. I have no regrets and can set off anytime."

Zhu Zhanjun cupped his hands and said, "Please come in, Zuo Gong."

After saying that, he raised his hand and a dark golden pendant flew out and sank into the old man's body.

A dark golden light burst out, and the four people disappeared in the hut and returned to the space.

When the light faded, the octogenarian was gone, replaced by a middle-aged man with a stronger build.

"Zuo Zongtang pays respect to the lord!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, checked the contents in his memory, and hurriedly bowed to Zhu Zhanjun.

Zhu Zhanjun hurried forward, helped him up, and said with a smile: "I hope Zuo Gong can help you more in the future."

This time Zuo Zongtang was invited, which made Zhu Zhanjun very happy.

He was also thinking that since there was Huo Qubing in the North, who would take over the West in the future?

Now that Zuo Zongtang has arrived and carried his coffin into Xinjiang, those minor problems in the Western Regions are no longer a problem.

"Uncle, there are so many more troops outside?"

Just when Zhu Zhanjun was about to introduce Kangxi and Old Zhu to Zuo Zongtang, Zhu Qizhen, who came back to prepare lunch, told him about the situation outside.

"Come on, let's go take a look."

Zhu Zhanjun's heart moved, and he realized that this was the army brought by Zuo Zongtang. He smiled and called on a few people to go out.

Coming to the grassland behind the yard, looking around, I saw a legion standing quietly.

The entire legion was mainly equipped with foreign rifles, but they were not wearing Qing army clothes, but the standard military uniforms of the Ming Dynasty.

They didn't have braids and all wore Han clothes.

After a quick check, Zhu Zhanjun judged that this legion had about 20,000 people.

"They were the soldiers who followed me to conquer the Western Regions. I didn't expect them to follow me here."

Looking at the army in front of him, Zuo Zongtang felt a sense of emotion, as if he recalled the hardships of the conquest of Xinjiang.

"Little bastard, help introduce him to us." Old Zhu, who was following nearby, saw that Zhu Zhanjun was very respectful to the person in front of him, and realized that this man named Zuo Zongtang was no ordinary person.

Kangxi on the side was also very curious.

Didn't Zhu Zhanjun have a bad impression of the people of his Qing Dynasty? Why did this Qing Dynasty person in front of him make Zhu Zhanjun so respectful?

"Zuo Zongtang, a famous official in the late Qing Dynasty, lived in the same era as Zeng Guofan and Xu Shou. He once..."

As Zhu Zhanjun continued his story, the looks of Zhu and Kangxi changed.

He is a loyal man, a rare general, and a warrior who serves his country and his people.

This is the evaluation that Lao Zhu gave in his heart.

While Kangxi was feeling emotional, he was also a little depressed.

According to Zhu Zhanjun and Zuo Zongtang, the Qing Dynasty during Zuo Zongtang's period was already facing internal and external troubles.

He once mocked Zhu Yuanzhang's descendants for not being able to govern the country. However, as more and more people came, he discovered that his Aisin-Gioro family seemed to be in the same situation, even worse than the Ming Dynasty.

After introducing Zuo Zongtang, Zhu Zhanjun extended his hand to lead the way to Old Zhu, Kangxi, and Zhu Qizhen who was watching the fun nearby.

"Let me introduce these three to you."

Zuo Zongtang, who already had some guesses in his mind, stood with his hands hanging down and waited quietly.

Zhu Zhanjun led the way to Old Zhu and introduced him, "This is my great grandfather, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang."

Zuo Zongtang bowed deeply with respect in his eyes.

"The descendant Zuo Zongtang pays homage to Emperor Hongwu."

"Hahaha... please get up quickly!"

Zhu helped Zuo Zongtang up with both hands, held his hand tightly and said: "You had no choice before, but now you are fighting for our Han people, you must make a name for yourself and live up to what you have learned throughout your life."

This short sentence deeply touched Zuo Zongtang's heart.

Yes.

He had no choice before, but now he has finally restored his Han clothing and can openly fight for peace for his descendants under the banner of the Khan.

Kangxi, who was standing by, felt jealous and wanted to remind Zuo Zongtang that it was the Qing Dynasty that gave him all this.

However, after taking a look at the excited Old Zhu and considering the risk of getting beaten, he suppressed the impulse in his heart.

After the two chatted for a while, Zhu Zhanjun introduced Kangxi: "Aisin-Gioro Xuanye, as for his identity, I believe you already know it."

After confirming his guess again, Zuo Zongtang felt a little embarrassed.

The conversation he had just had with Old Zhu made him excited about restoring the Han clothing.

As a result, he turned around and met the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Kangxi.

It made him feel awkward being with his current lover in front of his ex-wife.

"I will work for His Highness from now on. You don't need to worry about these details."

Seeing Zuo Zongtang's embarrassment, Kangxi could only comfort him with a hypocritical tone.

"Yes."

Sensing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Zhu Zhanjun pointed at Zhu Qizhen who was waiting nearby.

"This is my nephew, the son of Emperor Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji, Emperor Yingzong Zhu Qizhen of the Ming Dynasty."

It is the most foolish thing to do to belittle your own children or nephews in front of others.

This is not a shame for future generations, but a shame for yourself.

Although Zhu Qizhen had his faults, that was his family's business.

If we discuss family matters behind closed doors and if family members belittle each other, we will become a laughing stock.

"I have admired you for a long time!"

Zuo Zongtang knew mostly about Zhu Qizhen's deeds through the history revised by the Qing Dynasty. After learning of the other party's identity, he didn't know how to greet him, so he could only bow and say "I have long admired you."

Zhu Qizhen didn't care about it, he was used to it.

After briefly introducing the three people, Zhu Zhanjun said to Zuo Zongtang: "There are still some people busy. You will see them when you have dinner later. I will introduce them to you one by one then."

"Oh, that's right." Remembering that Zeng Guofan and Zuo Zongtang had a good relationship, Zhu Zhanjun smiled and said, "Zeng Guofan and Xu Shou are also here. You two are acquaintances. When you meet, you can chat slowly."

When Zuo Zongtang heard that his two good friends were also there, his eyes lit up instantly.

He thought he was the only one here and felt lonely, but he didn't expect that an old friend was waiting for him here.

"Okay, we are in a hurry. We can talk slowly when we have time. Let's do the scaring thing right away."

Old Zhu was thinking about who would come to his side, and after seeing a brief exchange between the two sides, he hurriedly urged Zhu Zhanjun to start the next summons.

Zhu Zhanjun, who was also looking forward to whether there would be another helper, took a few people to the altar in Lao Zhu's yard.

Zhu Qizhen followed again shamelessly.

His idea was still the same, to go back and see his wife and children.

With a flash of light, the lotus altar burst into light, and lotus flowers bloomed from the altar, growing rapidly.

“I haven’t seen this in a while.”

When Old Zhu saw that it was this kind of soul summoning, his eyes lit up instantly.

Last time, Empress Ma and Zhu Biao came, and this time, no one knows who will come to this lotus altar.

As the few people watched expectantly, a lotus flower broke through the water and grew. Three lotus buds grew out in the shape of a Chinese character "品".

"Three!"

Old Zhu's eyes sparkled and he rubbed his hands in anticipation.

"Hey, why is one of the colors dark gold?"

As the lotus flowers grew bigger, Zhu Qizhen, with a look of anticipation on his face, suddenly pointed at one of the lotus flowers and expressed his doubts.

“Maybe it’s different.”

Zhu Zhanjun, who had noticed this a long time ago, replied uncertainly.

The lotus was still growing, and he didn't dare touch it for fear of interrupting its growth, so he couldn't figure out for the time being what the significance of this dark golden lotus was.

"Buzzing..."

Three buzzing sounds were heard, and the lotus blossomed with dazzling light.

Two gold and one dark color intersected together, and the dazzling light made several people close their eyes slightly.

Zhu Zhanjun narrowed his eyes and looked at the lotus, then saw two scholars and a strong man slowly walking out from it.

(End of this chapter)