My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 99: The Reverence of the Royal Guards
When the centurion said this, everyone around him became interested.

Everyone knows that the farm on the outskirts of the city has been like a place with an iron fence since it was taken over by Zhu Gaoyu, making it completely airtight.

In the past, it was extremely difficult to find out even a little bit of information.

Seeing that his comrades around him pricked up their ears, the captain simply spoke out directly.

"I heard that one thing played a big role in our victory over Abjion. What's the name of that thing... Urban Cannon."

At this time, the cannons on the Portuguese fleet were nowhere to be seen, and the Red Cannon had not yet been developed.

Most of the cannons in the early Ming Dynasty were cup-mouth cannons, bowl-mouth cannons, magic cannons, etc.

However, after a period of improvement, the craftsmen of the Urban Cannon simply magnified the advantages of this heavy siege artillery.

For example, the large-bowl-mouth bronze gun was also a cannon used for sieges, but compared to the Urban cannon, it was still slightly inferior in the early Ming Dynasty when firearms had not yet reached their peak.

After the centurion finished his description, everyone present took a deep breath.

Immediately, the atmosphere fell into silence.

After a while, a Jinyiwei smiled bitterly and wiped his face:

"This youngest son of the King of Yan has been blessed with all the good things. Just this cannon, plus the achievement of capturing Abjiwo alive, has ensured his lifetime of wealth and glory."

The captain sitting in the first seat held a different opinion on this.

He laughed, "You only saw the benefits he got, but what if you were placed in a farm on the outskirts of the city, at the age of five, facing a group of Tartars?"

"You're lucky to be alive, but you still want to make a contribution and capture Abu Zhiwo alive? You're really brave."

After these words were spoken, the envy in everyone's hearts faded a lot.

Yes.

Some blessings, even if you want to enjoy them, you have to be alive to enjoy them!
Suddenly, someone spoke eagerly:
"Speaking of which, we haven't been to Zhu Gaoyu's manor yet. How about... we go ask him about it?"

A centurion next to him hesitated slightly:
"This... isn't good, is it? Will he agree?"

"Whether you agree or not, let's give it a try first! Besides, we are a bunch of Jinyiwei, can we really take away his credit?"

Then he added meaningfully:

"Just because His Majesty didn't ask about something doesn't mean we don't have to find out. If we wait until His Majesty asks and then rashly try to gather information, it will be too late."

……

at that time.

Zhu Gaoyu was still in his study, speaking with great vigor.

In the study, Zhu Gui and Zhu Di sat on chairs on both sides of the square table.

Zhu Gaoyu stood in the middle of the hall, laughing:
"The situation was extremely urgent. I saw fire feathers all over the sky, like dense rain, flying towards my head."

"It was at that moment, in a split second, that I shouted and brought my Italy... no, it was the Urban Cannon."

"At that moment, my heart was filled with determination and recklessness. I knew that behind me were the people of Datong and the territory of Ming Dynasty!"

"I, Zhu Gaoyu, as the grandson of the Emperor and the youngest son of the King of Yan, will never allow the Tatars' horses to trample over my body and invade every inch of land behind me, even if I die."

"So, I fired the cannon without hesitation..."

Finally, the story reached its climax, and Zhu Gaoyu was about to spit out his saliva as he recounted his heroic feat of moving mountains and rivers.

But the next moment, Zhu Gui picked his nose and said nonchalantly:
"Come on, forget it. The territory of the Ming Dynasty? The territory of the Ming Dynasty needs you to protect it? The garrison troops on my side haven't even left yet. There are only a few cats and cats in your farm. You are just lucky..."

When Zhu Gui started speaking, Zhu Di did not stop him, thinking that what he said was quite right.

But as he listened, he felt that it was not quite right.

What does it mean to have three or two big cats and small cats?

What is good luck?

Zhu Gui would not think that his soldiers are just sitting there doing nothing and that military discipline is lax.

Can they really be compared with the refugee guards under Zhu Gaoyu's command?
The more Zhu Di listened, the more uncomfortable he felt.

That kind of mood is probably that you can only speak for your own child.

If someone was bullied outside, Zhu Di would definitely protect him.

Besides, if Zhu Gaoyu was really lucky, he should not have met Abjiwo’s Tatars at all.

Thinking about this, Zhu Di slapped Zhu Gui on the back of the head again and said unhappily:
"If you can't speak, just speak less. No one will think you are dumb if you don't speak!"

Zhu Gui felt pain at first, then anger:
"Zhu Di! Why did you hit me?"

This time he even refused to call me Fourth Brother.

Zhu Di glanced at him, and Zhu Gui didn't know why, it was like a basin of cold water poured over his whole body.

It's so chilling.

Zhu Gui got angry... and got angry for a while.

no way.

Although they were both "Sai Kings" among the vassal kings, they were all princes. However, due to the excessive enfeoffment in the early Ming Dynasty, the court was under great pressure, so adjustments were made later and the treatment of each prince was different.

Just like the annual salary of the King of Yan and the King of Dai, after the changes, the King of Yan was still able to get the full annual salary of ten thousand shi.

But the King of Dai can only have 6,000 stones.

From this gap, it can be seen that although both are "King of Sai", the status between Zhu Di and King of Dai is still not equal.

It was at this time that the servant outside hurried over:
"Your Highness, the Jinyiwei butcher is waiting outside the palace gate..."

When he heard the word Jinyiwei, Zhu Gui's expression changed.

Why would the Jinyiwei come to my house out of the blue?
In an instant, Zhu Gui's mind was racing and he thought of many things.

You know, Zhu Gui’s background is not clean.

Now that the Jinyiwei came to visit, even though Zhu Gui was the prince of Datong, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

After all... the old man was standing behind the Jinyiwei.

Zhu Gaoyu thought that this matter should have nothing to do with him, so he turned around and started a new round of bragging to his younger brother Zhu Xunyan.

Although Zhu Xunyan didn't understand some parts, there was one thing he was very clear about.

That is - my cousin is such a hero that he actually drove away the Tatars! Zhu Xunyan's cheeks flushed with excitement, and he looked at Zhu Gaoyu with admiration.

Zhu Gaoyu was pleased once again.

As expected, my younger brother is better.

If the second brother was here, he would probably challenge him again and compare his past achievements on the battlefield with his own.

At this moment, Zhu Gaoyu put his arm around Zhu Xunyu's shoulders like a good brother and said with a smile:

"Brother, you are my real brother. From now on, no one will dare to bully you when I am around!"

Zhu Xunyan grinned happily, and without paying attention, drool flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Zhu Gaoyu silently withdrew his hand from his cousin's shoulder.

This cousin...why does he look so stupid?

Zhu Gaoyu wiped the back of his hand calmly and was about to say something when Zhu Xunyan hugged him.

You know what, this guy is quite strong.

The key point is that Zhu Gaoyu didn't dare to use force to pry him apart.

But he couldn't help feeling a little complacent.

See it.

Zhu Gaoyu is indeed a likable kid.

Not only did Zhu Xunyan like to pick on him, but even his brothers looked at him differently.

As for Zhu Gui who has always disliked him...let that damned guy go!
At this time, Xiao Jixiang over there also came running over in a hurry.

Seeing the cousins ​​hugging each other, he pursed his lips and tried to press down the upturned corners of his lips to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

Two little fat kids, one tall and one short, hugging each other, it's so funny.

However, Xiao Jixiang did not forget the important matter. He cleared his throat and coughed slightly:
"Your Highness, the captain of the Imperial Guard wants to discuss something with you."

Zhu Gaoyu pointed at himself and opened his eyes wide, "Me?"

Xiao Jixiang winked at him and gave him a hint.

Zhu Gaoyu suddenly understood.

What else could the Jinyiwei have come for this time, other than for Abu Jiwo's matter?

……

"Do you want to visit the farm on the outskirts of the city?"

When Zhu Gaoyu heard Tu Ma's words, he subconsciously asked back a question.

He was a little confused.

When Tu Ma saw him like this, his heart sank.

Does this mean you don't agree?

Zhu Gaoyu scratched his head, looking very innocent:
"This manor is protected from thieves, but it's not protected from you. Why can't you get in?"

Tu Ma choked, and immediately, countless doubts arose in his mind:

"Didn't you say that no news from your manor could leak out? The fence is so tight, we thought..."

"Why?"

Zhu Gaoyu frowned, thinking that the adults were really difficult to understand.

I can't even understand such a simple thing.

"The treatment in the manor is good, so the tenants inside are naturally unwilling to tell others. Otherwise, when too many people come in and there is no place to stay, what should we do?"

Tu Ma was completely speechless.

After a long while, he spoke in a dry voice:

"that's it?"

"that's all!"

The butcher wiped his face and finally sorted out his complicated emotions.

"Then I wonder if Your Highness would agree to let us enter the manor and take a look?"

Seeing Zhu Gaoyu looking up, Tu Ma subconsciously explained:
"It's not that the Jinyiwei covets the things in Zhuangzi, but as Jinyiwei, we have to..."

Before he could finish his words, Tu Ma saw a hand stretched out in front of him.

The palms are empty.

The butcher understood what he meant at this moment and took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket.

When Zhu Gaoyu saw the treasure banknotes, he curled his lips and stuffed them into his arms like he was stuffing toilet paper.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand again.

Baochao is not valuable, it just looks abundant.

If you want to take these things, just send Zhu Gaoyu?

Seeing this, the butcher's face turned slightly dark.

This kid... deserves to be able to capture Abujiwo alive.

Judging from his spirit of taking advantage of others, he will definitely achieve great things in the future.

Suddenly, Tu Ma suddenly thought of a rumor.

I heard that... Zhu Gaoyu once confiscated the property of the village head?

With Zhu Gaoyu's personality... I'm afraid that village head would even be able to strip his pants off, right?
Tu Ma swallowed silently.

I actually felt a little awe towards Zhu Gaoyu.

First update today, I will continue writing after dinner. It is still 6,000 words today.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, my dears! I will share my five-nut mooncakes with you hahahaha
Must have a happy reunion ^_^
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