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

Chapter 28 Two Reward Options Given by the Old Man
"First, we will count the number of people around the capital and record them. When we come back to recruit people, we can go straight to the target without so much trouble."

"Also, please take someone to look at the warehouse location first. If you think it's suitable, please record it. I'll ask the higher-ups for more information later."

Zhu Zhanjun got up in the morning, had breakfast, went to see Empress Xu, chatted with her for a while, and then came back to take care of his own business.

Zhu Zhanjun estimated that the old man would summon him today, and then his plan could begin to unfold, and he needed to make arrangements in advance.

Zhu Zhanjun doesn't have many people under him, and the only ones he can trust are Xiaohu Liangzi and a dozen others, so he can only let them do it first.

While Zhu Zhanjun was still giving orders, a guard with a snotty nose walked in.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty has summoned you to have lunch together."

Zhu Zhanjun took a look at the smiling little snot and knew in his heart that the lunch was fake and the main thing was the reward for saving Empress Xu.

The people in the Zhu family may be stingy about other things, but when it comes to their wives, they are all very attentive.

There is no way. Since the generation of Zhu Yuanzhang, the Zhu family has had many famous romantic people in every generation.

"Go and do your work."

Zhu Zhanjun waved to Xiaohu Liangzi and the others, stood up and said to Xiaobishi: "Let's go, I'm hungry."

The old man did not eat in Kunning Palace, but in the place where he usually worked and took a lunch break.

When we arrived, the old man was already sitting at the dining table waiting for us.

"grandfather."

Maybe he waited too long and slept too late last night, the old man was snoring with his eyes closed.

Zhu Zhanjun came over and shouted in a low voice.

"Ah."

The old man who was sleeping soundly was dazed for a moment, and when he saw that it was Zhu Zhanjun, a smile immediately appeared on his face. He rubbed his face and said with a smile: "I am old now, and I feel sleepy when I stay up late. Come over and eat quickly, these are all your favorite dishes."

Zhu Zhanjun responded, but did not sit down immediately. Instead, he served the old man a bowl of rice porridge.

The old man took it with a satisfied smile on his face.

Zhu Zhanjun served himself a bowl and sat next to the old man. He picked up some stewed mutton and put it in the old man's bowl first, then began to eat it with a noisy mouth.

"Today I spread the news that your grandmother has recovered, and the entire court was so happy."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded in agreement, "How can I not be happy? When you behead them in the future, someone will plead for them."

"Hahaha……"

The old man was amused by this and tapped Zhu Zhanjun with his chopsticks, "You are such a ghost."

Zhu Zhanjun bared his teeth and continued eating.

The father and son had a very happy lunch, chatting about all kinds of happy things.

After lunch, the old man took Zhu Zhanjun and walked into his study.

As soon as he entered the study, the old man took out two official books and placed them in front of Zhu Zhanjun.

Zhu Zhanjun knew in his heart that the reward from the old man had arrived.

The old man patted the two official books and said to Zhu Zhanjun, "My boy, you brought back the golden lotus seeds and saved your grandmother, solving the most important problem for grandpa."

"I asked you yesterday what you wanted, but you didn't tell me, so Grandpa thought of two rewards. You can choose one by yourself."

The old man patted his left hand and said, "For the first one, I will send you to Annan to serve as Zhang Fu's personal soldier. You must study hard by his side in the future."

Zhu Zhanjun's heart moved slightly and he understood the purpose of this reward.

On the surface, he was sent to be a personal soldier, but in fact he was to learn military affairs and the art of deploying troops from Zhang Fu, and to provide him with a strong backing.

Zhang Fu is a rare talent at present. As long as he does not make big mistakes in the future, he will definitely achieve extraordinary success and be a general in command of troops. Zhu Zhanjun studied with him and established a master-disciple relationship with him. In the eyes of others, Zhang Fu is a member of Zhu Zhanjun's school.

The only drawback is that it is impossible to control actual military power in a short period of time.

"Don't rush to make a decision. Listen to the other one."

After talking about the first reward, the old man asked Zhu Zhanjun not to make a decision yet and pointed to the right.

"After the Annan War, I discovered that firearms are likely to change the situation on future battlefields."

"So I decided to create a unit that is based entirely on firearms, just like the Five Army Battalion and the Three Thousand Battalion, with three battalions. I've even thought of a name for it, it's called the Divine Machine Battalion!"

When Zhu Zhanjun heard the three words "Shenjiying", he felt a little emotional. This was the world's first army that mainly used firearms.

I thought about it and it seemed that the Shenjiying was established during this period.

"I read your battle report in the north. You seem to be very talented in the use of firearms."

The old man picked up the official book on his right hand and handed it to Zhu Zhanjun, "If you don't want to follow Zhang Fu, then you can be the first commander of the Shenji Camp."

Zhu Zhanjun understood the two rewards from the old man.

One is the future, the other is the present.

Both seem to be engaged in the military, but there are huge differences between them.

Studying with Zhang Fu is like betting on the future.

He is in control of the Shenji Camp, and it seems that he actually has the power over the military. However, at present, the Shenji Camp is just an experimental force and the number of people is definitely not large.

Moreover, if the old man wants to change the military commander, it is just a matter of a word.

Zhu Zhanjun couldn't help but recall some words his father Zhu Pangpang said in the morning.

"People like your grandfather are pure emperors. They use people to their advantage and not to their disadvantage."

"When you are useful and he loves you, you are his good grandson and a good boy. But if you disappoint him, he will give up on you without hesitation."

"What your grandfather can give you, he can also take away at any time. Don't expect your grandfather's guarantee."

"He promised Jianwen that he would never rebel, and promised to share the world equally with Prince Ning. He also told your uncle that the Crown Prince is ill and you should encourage him."

"But look at it now. Jianwen has been pushed off the throne and has disappeared. Prince Ning is now at home, retired, and can only write poetry. From time to time, he is called by your grandfather to warn him. He is as honest as a grandson."

"As for your second uncle..."

Zhu Zhanjun still remembers the meaningful smile on his father Zhu Pangpang's face when he said this, "Your father, I am still the crown prince."

The old man did not urge him. He put the official book in his hand on the table and waited quietly for Zhu Zhanjun to consider and make the final choice.

The second son of his family is a smart child, and the old man believes that Zhu Zhanjun will be able to understand his intentions.

So he was looking forward to seeing what choice his second son would make.

In that way, he could also see from his son's choices what he was thinking and what he wanted to do for the future.

The study fell into silence for a moment. Zhu Zhanjun looked at the two choices in front of him with a very complicated expression on his face.

Conflict, helplessness, and final compromise.

Seeing this, the old man became even more curious. What was this kid thinking? Why did he have such a complicated expression?

Just when the old man was curious, Zhu Zhanjun lifted his robe, bowed respectfully and knelt on the ground.

The old man sat up straight upon seeing this, knowing that his second son had made his choice.

Zhu Zhanjun first bowed and kowtowed, then said to the old man: "Grandpa, I want to..."

ps: Dear bosses, please stop cursing. I really need your support. I can only say this in a fragmentary way. I beg for your forgiveness and support!
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