My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 160 A big gamble
On the grass, Battelle fell to the ground in a mess.

He looked at his slightly red hands, and when he thought of the great force that had just come from Zhu Gaoyu's hands, Bater felt a little bit unbelievable.

How can such a little fat boy have such amazing strength?

Bartel was a little confused.

Look at the other side.

After Zhu Gaoyu won the first wrestling match, he put his hands behind his back, sighed slightly, and looked relaxed:

"Wrestling is nothing new to me, Zhu Gaoyu..."

When Bartel heard this, his face immediately turned red.

But he couldn't say anything at this moment.

After all, it was clear that I lost.

From the outside, it seemed that Zhu Gaoyu won the victory as easily as he said.

When Battelle left, his eyes were blank, he said nothing, and he looked distraught.

He actually lost...

He actually lost to a six-year-old child...

Su He looked at Bater and wanted to say something to comfort him, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

In the end, he just patted Bater on the shoulder, then took a deep breath, strode forward, and came to the front of Zhu Gaoyu, sweeping away his previous carelessness and showing some seriousness and solemnity.

An inexplicable thought flashed through Zhu Gaoyu's mind.

Could it be that... this is what happens when the younger one is beaten and the older one comes along?

The moment the thought came to mind, Su He on the opposite side moved.

Su He is worthy of being the leader of the group of children. Apart from anything else, his strength and wrestling skills alone are not comparable to those of ordinary people.

Zhu Gaoyu is slightly inferior to Su He in wrestling skills.

But in terms of strength, he was superior to Su He.

So for a while, the two of them were fighting evenly.

Several tribal leaders who were watching the fun nearby now focused their attention on these two people, as if they also wanted to see Zhu Gaoyu's true strength.

Especially Tuo'er Huochaer, when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh:
"The King of Yan is known for his strategy and martial arts. But I never expected that even his youngest son would be so extraordinary..."

Hu Cibanhu of Taining Guard nearby heard this and followed suit:

"I know Bater's wrestling skills. Compared to them, the young prince may not be as skilled in wrestling, but his strength is unmatched by ordinary people."

"Could it be... this is a gifted talent?"

Hucibanhu spoke the last sentence in a low voice, half mumbling.

Despite this, Tuerhuochar and others beside him still heard it clearly.

After hearing this, they couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Especially Tuo'er Huochar, his heart was pounding when he thought about what Zhu Gaoyu and Zhu Gaosui said yesterday about helping the Yan army.

He saw that the whole family of King Yan was extremely extraordinary, especially the recent impressive record of the Yan army's victory in battles. It really sounded like there was a sense of destiny in it.

In the end... do you want to take a gamble?

Tuo'er Huochaer fell into deep thought, and his thoughts couldn't help but drift away.

When he came to his senses, he found that Su He had been thrown to the grass by Zhu Gaoyu at some point.

Su He's originally neat clothes were now stained with grass debris and dew, making him look very disheveled.

Zhu Gaoyu brushed off the wrinkles on his sleeves, looking calm and composed:
"Just a little wrestling... I, the Prince of Dinghai, can do it easily..."

Su He rubbed his slightly red wrist and the corners of his mouth twitched.

There is no need to always emphasize that he is the Prince of Dinghai.

Is being a prince so great?!

Ok.

The prince is truly amazing.

Zhu Gaosui, who was standing by, watched these scenes and felt that it was both expected and unexpected.

Putting aside other things, just with my strength, in the past, I could definitely be a vanguard general.

What surprised Zhu Gaosui the most was that after he returned to his seat, leaders such as Tuerhuochar took the initiative to talk to him.

"His Royal Highness Prince Yan is so valiant. I never thought that even his six-year-old son could have such courage and strength..."

Zhu Gaoyu smiled so hard that his teeth were almost showing.

While his eyebrows were flying, he also waved his hands in a pretentious manner, pretending to be humble:

"No, no, what truth are you talking about?"

Tuo'erhuochaer was choked and didn't know how to respond for a while.

But soon, he realized that he could not be influenced by this little brat Zhu Gaoyu, because he had to talk about serious business today.

Then Tuoer Huochaer began to speak again without leaving any trace:
"Is what the two princes said before about opening the horse market for trading true or false?"

Zhu Gaosui frowned, looking somewhat surprised:

"How can we dare to speak so easily about such an important matter without the approval of our father?"

When Zhu Gaoyu heard this, he glanced at his third brother and said nothing. Zhu Gaosui didn't dare?
He thought Zhu Gaosui was very daring!

Even Zhu Gaoyu did not dare to make any comments on the matter of opening the horse market and conducting mutual trade. As a result, Zhu Gaosui acted first and reported later, and began to make big promises about this matter and deceive people as if it were a benefit.

Thinking about this, Zhu Gaoyu felt that he was still too restrained in his daily life.

When it comes to fooling people, Zhu Gaoyu still has a lot of room for improvement.

To achieve it, you must dare to think and dare to do. The bolder you are, the bigger the pie you can draw.

As for whether it can be realized in the end, there are only two possible results.

One possibility is to successfully pacify the rebellion. By then, his father will be the emperor, and it will be up to Zhu Di alone to decide what benefits to promise and whether to fulfill the promise.

The other option... the worst that can happen is failure.

If I really fail and lose my life, who would care about this so-called horse market and trading?
Thinking of this, Zhu Gaoyu suddenly became enlightened, and there was a bit of admiration in his eyes when he looked at his third brother.

The third brother seems to be misleading, but in fact he is far-sighted and has considered both the positive and negative possibilities.

Zhu Gaosui on the other side felt the gaze from his younger brother and suddenly felt a little puzzled.

What did he do?

Why do you look at him like that, little brother?

In just a moment, Tuo'er Huochaer had already started discussing the matter of pacifying the rebellion with other tribal leaders.

They spoke rapidly, their eyes were solemn, and from time to time they made noises similar to those of quarreling.

The argument lasted for so long that even the subsequent spring hunt seemed to become unimportant.

Zhu Gaosui and Zhu Gaoyu did not care about these things, but just admired the grassland they had never visited.

Occasionally, when he was in a good mood, Zhu Gaoyu would bend his bow and arrow and catch a few rabbits. This action of his also attracted many exclamations from those around him.

You know, at Zhu Gaoyu's age, being able to draw a bow was already a great achievement.

But who is Zhu Gaoyu?

He is a child with extraordinary strength who can even pull a strong bow.

Now, picking up the small wooden bow was even easier and effortless.

When he came back with a bow and arrow in his hand, Zhu Gaoyu was almost surrounded by a group of people and had become the new king of children.

Even people like Bater and Su He gathered around Zhu Gaoyu, completely losing the rejection they had just shown.

Zhu Gaoyu was seen standing in the crowd, his feet on a large bluestone, waving his arms and shouting:
"At that time, the gates of Huailai were densely packed with human heads. As the commander-in-chief, Song Zhong resorted to conspiracy and trickery, deceiving the soldiers by saying that my father had killed all his wives and children..."

How could the little carrot head next to him really have been to the battlefield?
Listening to Zhu Gaoyu bragging and describing what happened during the Huailai battle, they felt both nervous and excited.

Seeing Zhu Gaoyu pause, someone immediately came to support him, stretched his neck and asked:

"What's next? How did the Prince of Yan break Song Zhong's scheme?!"

Zhu Gaoyu immediately laughed out loud:
"How could a mere Prince of Yan have such a talent? In the end, I, Zhu Gaoyu, stepped in and found a capable man. I told him about Song Zhong's scheme in the city, and finally, I used love to successfully move the soldiers in Huailai City..."

"With love?"

Baoyin was a little confused when she heard this word.

Fighting a war...can it still be fought like this?
Bater, however, looked extremely trusting. He listened to Zhu Gaoyu's bragging and nodded from time to time, as if he understood something.

However, among these idiots, there are also some who are good at doing things and deliberately stir up trouble:
"If that's the case, then His Royal Highness Prince Yan is not as good as you?"

The father is not as good as the son...it sounds like a joke no matter how you listen to it.

It just so happens that Zhu Gaoyu had just admitted it himself. If he denied it now, he would be contradicting himself, which means that he was just bragging.

The little radish head who was speaking turned out to be a black-hearted little radish head.

However, Zhu Gaoyu's reaction was far beyond his expectations.

In other words, Zhu Gaoyu's shamelessness was beyond everyone's expectations.

He just widened his eyes:

"I was already the Prince of Dinghai when I was five. When my father was five, he didn't even know what to do! Who do you think is better, me or him? It's a joke... Humph!"

Zhu Gaoyu seemed to want to brag about something, but Zhu Gaosui next to him finally couldn't stand it anymore.

If he continues to brag, the King of Yan will lose all his face because of his son.

Zhu Gaosui had a gloomy face, but he dragged Zhu Gaoyu away.

It was also at this time that leaders such as Tuoerhuochar and Hucibanhu came to the yurt of Zhu Gaosui and Zhu Gaoyu.

Their expressions were solemn and serious, as if they had made an extremely important decision.

Zhu Gaosui looked at them, a bold guess emerged in his mind, and his heart began to beat rapidly.

The leaders of the Duoyan Guard, Taining Guard, and Fuyu Guard all bowed deeply to Zhu Gaoyu, Zhu Gaosui and the other two, and spoke in unison:
"Your Highnesses, we have already considered it. If the King of Yan can really open up the horse market and have tribute trade with the Ming Dynasty, so that the people of the tribe will not lack salt and iron, and have tea and silk, we are willing to work with His Highness the King of Yan to quell the rebellion."

After hearing this, Zhu Gaoyu suddenly had a thought in his mind for some reason.

With a 50 percent profit, people will take risks.

For the sake of 100% profit, people dare to trample on all human laws.

With a profit of 300 per cent, people would commit any crime, even the risk of being hanged.

Zhu Gaoyu didn’t know what “percent” meant.

But he knew that Jingnan was a gamble.

(End of this chapter)