My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 97 I have shed blood for the Ming Dynasty, and I have shed tears for the Ming Dynasty!

When Abji'an's subordinates saw Taiji lying on the ground injured, they wanted to go forward to support him and take him back to the tribe on the grassland.

But the next moment, there was another earth-shattering artillery shell.

The shell flew obliquely between them, leaving a huge crater.

For a moment, the sound of flying sand and rocks was deafening.

All of Abji's subordinates were silent.

This artillery shell...it's hard to say, it's hard to say...the deterrent power is too strong.

This is even more terrifying than if it hits someone directly.

If a shell hits a person, it might kill him, but it can also inspire him to fight.

But it is precisely this feeling of passing by each other, dancing on the edge of a knife, that is the most heart-pounding.

At this moment, the muskets on the city wall were ignited again, and the pungent smell of gunpowder after the explosion of black powder spread in the air.

His men gritted their teeth, tightened their grip on the reins, pulled the horse's head, and then galloped away without saying a word.

The first person to do this appeared, and the following Tatars simply followed suit, turning their horses around and galloping away, raising a cloud of dust.

When Abji saw that this group of men actually made such a choice at the critical moment of life and death, he was so angry that his throat tasted fishy and sweet, and he almost vomited blood again.

On the city wall, Chen Gensheng wiped the sweat from his head.

When he turned around, the look in his eyes when he looked at Zhu Gaoyu could only be described as sparkling.

Your Highness...actually possesses the power of a king!
In addition, His Highness is of noble status and is the son of Prince Yan.

All of a sudden, Chen Gensheng realized that the road ahead had become a smooth road since he didn't know when.

As long as you find the right support, this road... will become wider and wider sooner or later.

You know, not long ago, Chen Gensheng was just a tenant farmer in a farm, who was treated like cattle and horses.

It’s better now, since Zhu Gaoyu came.

In the village, people can eat well, wear warm clothes and sleep well.

Because Zhuangzi needed cement raw materials from the quarry, my grandfather, who worked in a cement factory, also relied on this relationship to thrive.

In Chen Gensheng's opinion, there are no better days than now.

And it was at this moment that the Tatars who had originally fled in all directions turned back, looking panic-stricken, as if they had encountered some unspeakable danger.

The next moment, Datong’s garrison troops appeared in the grove outside the city.

In front of the garrison, the armored man riding a Dayuan horse slowly revealed his true face.

This person was none other than the King of Yan.

When Zhu Gaoyu saw his father's armor from afar, he suddenly felt his eyes warm.

It was rare that he did not despise his father. Instead, he was overwhelmed with emotion and shouted in a heart-wrenching voice:
"father!!!"

King Yan subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the source of the sound, and saw that the boy was actually jumping on the city wall.

He felt relieved at first, but then he came to his senses and Zhu Di's face turned dark in an instant.

This kid!
A short carrot-head, when he meets a Tatar, is he expected to show off his strength? !
He squinted his eyes and vaguely saw the cannon next to Zhu Gaoyu. Zhu Di's hands began to tremble.

This bear thing!

Archery is not enough, you have to set off cannons!
Zhu Di was angry and scared, and also felt guilty for his negligence that put Zhu Gaoyu in danger.

Under a variety of complicated psychological factors, Zhu Di finally couldn't hold back and stepped down himself.

He took out a hemp rope from somewhere, and with extra force, he tied up Abu Ji'ang tightly.

During the process of being tied up, the wounds on Abuji'an's body were constantly pulled and rubbed, causing a burning and stinging sensation.

Zhu Di ignored his wailing, dragged Abuji'ang onto the horse's back, and then strode forward.

The gate of the earthen fort suddenly opened, and Zhu Gaoyu ran towards Zhu Di with his hands outstretched like a young swallow returning to its nest.

"Dad!! You're finally here!"

Zhu Gaoyu only felt warm in his heart, with a sour and swollen feeling.

Or maybe it’s better to be your biological father.

Although Dad usually likes to beat him, but at critical moments, Dad is still as reliable as ever!
If it was Dai Wang Zhu Gui, I think he would still be living a life of drunkenness and debauchery in the city at this time...

Just when Zhu Gaoyu was so moved that he wanted to give Zhu Di a passionate and warm hug, he suddenly felt his body lighten.

When he finally reacted, Zhu Gaoyu felt someone pulling on the back of his collar and he was instantly lifted into the air.

Immediately afterwards, there was a pain in my buttocks.

Zhu Gaoyu's eyes widened in disbelief, his eyes full of accusation.

Immediately, he shouted angrily:

"I shed blood for the Ming Dynasty, I captured the Tatars for the Ming Dynasty, and this is how you treat me?!"

It would have been better if he hadn't said this. Once he said it, Zhu Di became even angrier.

He went straight to it and hit it several times.

While beating him, he also cursed:

"Who made you bleed? Who asked you to catch a Tartar?! How old are you? You don't even have enough food to eat, and you want to learn how to run?!"

Zhu Gaoyu was beaten into a rebellious state, but he was still like a stubborn donkey, and he kept talking back: "So according to you, when the Tatars come, I should just sit back in my earthen fortress, do nothing, and wait to die?"

Zhu Di twisted his ear again, almost laughing out of anger:
"How can you be so sure that your father and I won't come to save you?"

Zhu Gaoyu choked and felt a little guilty.

He did have the idea of ​​fighting the Tatars himself.

There is no way. Although he is a child, because of the memories in his mind, it is obviously impossible for Zhu Gaoyu to say that he is exactly the same as a real child.

There is no way. When I was a child, my father told me stories about fighting on the grassland.

And Tatar himself.

As early as when Zhu Gaoyu was three years old, he already had such a wish.

Looking back now, Zhu Gaoyu can still hear the thumping of his heart when he ignited the Urban Cannon.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zhu Di sneered and didn't care about it anymore.

This kid is very concerned about his reputation.

It would be too disrespectful to him to teach him a lesson too harshly now.

After all, he was the one who personally captured the Tatar alive!

When he gets back... Humph! Let's see how he beats this kid with a bamboo stick.

He must be beaten till he becomes obedient.

If he dares to do this now, won’t he be able to go to heaven when he grows up?

Zhu Gaoyu was put down by his father. When his feet touched the ground, he felt relieved.

When he came to his senses, he didn't have time to ponder his father's subtle reaction, but came to Abu Zhi'ang and patted his cheek with a smile.

Abuji'an was still injured, and the hemp rope rubbed against the bloody wounds, causing waves of stinging pain.

Even so, when Zhu Gaoyu slapped his cheek as if he was teasing a dog, Abu Ji'an's eyes widened and he kept making "ho ho" sounds with his mouth, as if he wanted to eat Zhu Gaoyu.

Upon seeing this, Qiu Fu, Zhu Di's favorite general, opened his eyes wide, put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and looked murderous.

Zhu Di subconsciously stepped forward to stand in front of Zhu Gaoyu.

But Zhu Gaoyu still had a smile on his face, looking heartless.

But his hands were not vague at all, and he slapped him hard.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound suddenly rang out.

At this moment, Zhu Di's hand stopped in mid-air, his eyes filled with surprise.

He also didn't expect that his youngest son would be so... fierce.

Abji was also stunned by this slap.

The remaining captured subordinates regained their loyalty at this time and shouted heartbreakingly:
"Taijit!!"

Zhu Gaoyu's smile was innocent, but in Abji'an's eyes, it was nothing short of an evil spirit:

"I heard from my father that the most important method used by the Tatars on the grassland to tame the Saker Falcon is to prevent it from sleeping, so as to wear down its will. I just don't know if this method will work on you."

Abji'an's eyes were bloodshot due to emotional fluctuations.

He couldn't help but laugh in anger:

"Everyone says that the Han people are cunning. After seeing them today, I realized that they are not only cunning, but also cruel. I don't know if the moral principles and ethics of the past have been eaten up by dogs!"

After Zhu Gaoyu finished speaking this time, he didn't even have to do anything. Qiu Fu, who had been holding back for a long time, stepped forward and slapped him in the face.

After smoking, he turned his head to look at Zhu Gaoyu and said hatefully:
"Your Highness, don't be fooled by these Tartars! When we came here, a village on the outskirts of the city was littered with corpses, broken arms and legs... These Tartars are not good people!"

Qiu Fu said it straightforwardly, but when he came to his senses, he felt an itch in his waist.

When he looked back, he found that it was his comrade next to him who was winking at him desperately.

Only then did he realize it belatedly.

That’s too detailed!

Will it scare the little prince?
……

After almost cleaning up the battlefield and the villages on the outskirts of the city.

it's getting dark.

The King of Yan finally came back.

At that time, Zhu Gaoyu just ran out of the study.

Zhu Di came over with a big horse and a golden sword, and sat down on the round stool beside the dining table.

On the other side, Zhu Gaoyu also climbed onto the stool.

When Prince Dai Zhu Gui saw this scene, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

These two people... really treat the Prince Dai’s Mansion as their own home!
There is no restraint at all.

However, thinking about what happened during the day, King Dai thought about it and decided to shut up and eat.

No matter whether they are big or small, or the old ones behind the small ones, he can't afford to offend any of them.

The King of Dai may not look like much, but he has his own ear-reporting god.

He heard the news.

Recently, a Prince Dinghai appeared in the court.

In broad daylight, he was suddenly conferred the title of a prince.

Who could it be?

Zhu Gui set his sights on Zhu Gaoyu.

The kid was still gnawing on the marinated bones, his mouth full of oil.

Zhu Gui thought about it and decided that if it wasn't this guy, who else could it be?

I will post one more chapter first. Let me have a meal and then continue writing. Don't worry, there will still be 6,000 today.

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