Daming: the Bear Child of the Yongle Family

"Aren't we going to withdraw?"

"Take it hard?"

"We don't give money or supplies at the rear, we can't afford it!"

King Zhao patted King Han on the shoulder and smiled grimly.

"withdraw!"

"It's not too late, we'll withdraw tonight!"

The King of Han was startled and dared not believe,

"tonight?"

"Then what should we say when Dad asks?"

"Aren't we fighting the edict?!"

"Head off!"

King Zhao looked at King Han impatiently.

"I said the second child, why are you chirping like an old lady?"

"Where did you have the guts to change Yingtian's defense last time!"

"Did it get eaten by a dog?"

The King of Han said eagerly,

"It's different!"

Zhao Wang snorted coldly,

"No difference."

"Let's gamble!"

Take a gamble? !

When King Han heard this, he stared at King Zhao in disbelief. After thinking for a moment, he frowned and nodded heavily towards King Zhao.

it is good!

Just take a gamble!

Just bet that dad can't do it anymore!

Someone is falsely preaching the imperial edict!

Anyway, going up is also dead, and retreating is also dead!

There's nothing wrong with taking a gamble! .

Chapter 152

into the night.

Zhu Zhanji's big account.

Yang Shiqi sat at the wooden table with a jar of wine and two large bowls on the table.

Yang Shiqi looked at Zhu Zhanji unpredictably,

"Tai Sun, is it convenient for you to speak here?"

Zhu Zhanji pulled down the curtain of the big tent, walked quickly to Yang Shiqi and sat down, picked up the big bowl in front of him and drank the wine in it.

"Within a thousand paces outside the tent, all of them are dead servants that I personally trained."

Yang Shiqi nodded, looking at Zhu Zhanji's eyes flickering,

"I talked to the emperor."

"The emperor intends to establish the new king of Han as the crown prince."

Zhu Zhanji was startled and looked up at Yang Shiqi.

Yang Shiqi nodded silently.

He recalled seeing Zhu Di in the tent during the day.

At that time, Zhu Di had bright eyes, high spirits, steady steps, and full of energy in his speech. It didn't look like the terminally ill illness that was reported in the military newspaper before, and he only had a miserable appearance of hanging in one breath.

Yang Shiqi didn't know why, so he didn't dare to ask Zhu Di's face directly.

If you ask, it is natural that Zhu Di's current situation is already in vain. 14

There is a high probability that there will be such an extraordinary situation now that it is a flashback.

Seeing this situation, this old loyalist, who had spent his whole life worrying about the rise and fall of Ming Dynasty, could not sit idly by.

At the moment, he has confirmed his previous thoughts.

Do your best to keep the crown prince on the throne!

And the grandson Zhu Zhanji will be the most important foundation of the country!

In fact, Zhu Di did not tell him about Yi Chu.

Yang Shiqi just didn't want to miss this great opportunity, so he wanted to excite the grandson.

"Grandson, after you go back this time, you can bring your family back to Shuntian."

"Be an idle prince."

"The emperor has made the king of Han take a poisonous oath to never touch the blood of the Zhu family."

"Should save your life."

Zhu Zhanji took a sip of wine and looked low.

"I don't want to give up."

Yang Shiqi shook his head,

"The emperor has already decided."

"He called me here to do this."

Zhu Zhanji looked at Yang Shiqi with a gloomy face,

"If you let me Huishuntian be a useless person."

"Then why don't you just let me die!"

After saying that, he gritted his teeth and pulled out the big knife in his hand, knelt on the ground with a stern face, and then pressed the big knife in his hand to his neck.

There was a trace of blood oozing from the position where the blade touched the neck.

Yang Shiqi was shocked when he saw this, stood up furiously, raised his hand and poured the wine in the bowl in front of him onto Zhu Zhanji's face.

"All the old officials in the court have high hopes for Taisun, but they didn't expect to be entrusted with inhumans!"

"The grandson we want to be loyal to is actually a coward who only knows to step back in case of trouble!"

Zhu Zhanji's desperate face shed two lines of tears, he looked at Yang Shiqi and roared,

"What can I do?!"

"Even if I don't die now, Grandpa will protect me for a while."

"What about the future!"

"It's not about taking your tired family to death."

"How could the second uncle and the third uncle allow me!"

Yang Shiqi was furious, stepped forward and pressed the big knife in Zhu Zhanji's hand hard, and pushed forward with a stern face.

Originally only a few traces of blood flowed out in an instant, and the bright red blood flowed to the ground drop by drop along the cold blade.

"You do it!"

"Why don't you do it?!"

Zhu Zhanji closed his eyes and listened to Yang Shiqi's roar. The coldness and pain on his neck came together, making him dizzy for a moment.

Do not!

I can't die!

If I die, the East Palace will have no chance at all!

As long as I'm still alive, there's still a silver lining!

He knelt on the ground and pondered for a moment, then he gritted his teeth with a sullen face, put down the big knife in his hand, knelt up straight and kowtowed to Yang Shiqi with a resolute expression,

"Elder Yang Ge, I don't want to give up!"

Yang Shiqi nodded, helped Zhu Zhanji up and said solemnly,

"If you wait for King Zhao of Han to withdraw, everything will be too late."

"It's not too late, we'll get up tonight."

"As long as you master this Chinese army camp."

"It's easy to talk about the future."

Zhu Zhanji's face flashed fiercely, he nodded heavily towards Yang Shiqi, and then made up his mind to drink the wine in the bowl in one go.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of neat footsteps outside the tent, followed by a commotion.

"Lord Han, are you trying to resist the decree?" Fan Zhong looked coldly at the two brothers, King Zhao and King of Han, who had suddenly withdrawn with his troops.

Han Wang hehe laughed twice,

"The war is coming, and the Oara Tatar army may attack at any time. We are also afraid that there are not enough people here."

"Otherwise, Brother Fan Zhong, you let me in, we'll explain it ourselves."

Fan Zhong didn't answer, and still stood in front of King Han coldly.