Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

"The slaves obey the order."

"Oh, by the way...Also tell Zhen Beiwang to give Prince Lu another roujiamo and replace the porridge with meatball soup."

"According to the order."

"Go ahead..."

"Your Majesty, your dragon body..."

Wang Chengen looked worried.

"It's okay... I can still hold out for another ten days or half a month... Go ahead, you'll be busy from now on."

After Zhu Youxiao finished speaking, he waved his hand and sent them out. Wang Chengen did not dare to disobey his order and kept looking back as he left.

Zhu Youxiao was in a good mood: "Yue'er, I want to eat grapes."

Liu Yue was in mixed feelings. She was happy because of his joy, but sad because of his words "it can only hold on for another ten days or half a month".

Hearing him say this suddenly, she was stunned and a little embarrassed: "Ah... Your Majesty, your current physical condition does not allow it, I dare not obey your order..."

Zhu Youxiao was speechless. He was really thirsty and wanted to eat some grapes to moisten his throat. Real grapes...

Yutong was listening to the conversation between the two people, his eyes rolling around.

what's the situation?

What to eat grapes late at night?

Why does it take energy to eat grapes now?

......

The next morning, there was a cool breeze in the thatched cottage area.

It's time for breakfast again.

Zhu Chang? The two of them still took their plates and went to the thatched hut at the edge to eat.

Compared to yesterday, both of them were in a good mood today.

Once a person has hope, his spirit will be different.

Even the steamed buns taste better than yesterday's.

The two were eating leisurely when they suddenly saw a group of people coming hurriedly from the northeast.

Zhu Chang?: "Hey, judging from the situation, another prince is coming."

Zhu Hongtong: "I don't know where this prince is from?"

Just then a third voice sounded.

"Yes! I wonder who this newcomer is? How is the food arranged for him?"

Along with the sound came the aroma of meat.

Zhu Chang? The two men's faces turned black at the same time when they heard the words. They turned around and saw Zhu Changxun holding a roujiamo in one hand and a bowl in the other, looking towards the northeast as if waiting and watching.

Then he slurped a big mouthful of soup with great satisfaction.

"Mmm, it smells so good!"

When Zhu Chang and the other man saw him like this, it seemed as if knives could fly out of their four eyes.

Fuck!

That's meatball soup!

Chapter 412: Prince Xin Arrives

King Zhao looked at the meatball soup, with golden oil foam floating on it and the tender meatballs emitting a rich meaty aroma, which made him salivate, but he couldn't eat it.

He couldn't help but twitch his lips.

The emperor gave this guy another treat...

What a bully!

This meal is inedible!

"Don't eat!"

He threw the half steamed bun in his hand far away, returned to the hut angrily, threw away the plate, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

How could I have the mood to see the new prince?

Prince Shen looked at the half steamed bun that flew away, then looked at the one in his hand, swallowed it in one gulp, and went back to the house angrily.

Seeing how angry they were, Prince Lu was very happy. The pain he felt at having his belongings taken away was instantly alleviated by more than half.

No! This kind of happiness must continue to be enjoyed.

So he ran back to his house, moved the small table to a corner near King Zhao's thatched cottage, and began to eat vigorously.

“Slurp! Slurp!!!”

The sound of drinking meatball soup can be as loud as possible.

Several Jinyiwei who were standing guard not far away heard the noise, looked over and couldn't help but whisper.

"Old Xing, you said that Prince Lu was just drinking meatball soup, is it necessary to drink so much? He is almost as hungry as a ghost who has died of starvation..."

"That's nothing. I'm mainly worried that he'll suck too hard from the top, and then go all the way to the bottom, and then the bottom will just pop out, hehehehe!"

"You filthy bastard, get out of here. What kind of weird associations are these? They make me smell the stench..."

Prince Lu naturally did not notice the quiet laughter of the Jinyiwei. He was always keeping an eye on the thatched cottages of Prince Zhao and Prince Shen, waiting to collect their reactions.

He took a big sip of the soup, then stopped and shouted in the direction of King Zhao.

"Mmm! It smells so good! Roujiamo meatball soup is so delicious and aphrodisiac!"

After saying that, he continued to suck hard...

Once this person has something offensive in his heart, it is like a thorn in his heart, and he feels uncomfortable whenever he thinks about it.

The thatched house had poor sound insulation to begin with, and Prince Lu made a lot of noise, so it was impossible for Prince Zhao and Prince Shen to sleep in the house.

Being stabbed in the heart by Prince Lu's moves was like being stabbed by needles dozens of times, and he went crazy.

Prince Zhao rolled over like a giant salamander, kicked open the door of his house, and pointed at Prince Lu.

"I say, Prince Lu, what do you mean? Is it so important to drink a bowl of soup?"

"Can you eat properly? If not, let me do it instead!"

Prince Lu was not afraid at all. He picked up his plate and walked to the other side, smiling.

"I'm sorry, it's so fragrant and delicious that I can't control myself! Hahaha."

Then he gulped again, "Slurp..."

"you......"

This made King Zhao very angry, and King Shen couldn't stand it anymore and joined in the scolding.

The three of them started fighting, but Prince Lu was eating very politely this time. While fighting, he was taking small bites of his roujiamo, and his mouth was full of oil.

......

On the other side, the group of people who had just arrived were none other than Prince Xin Zhu Youjian and his entourage.

With the two elders Wen Tiren and Sun Chengzong around, they naturally couldn't travel as hard as the people from the Western Factory, so they arrived only now.

Prince Xin rode his horse ahead and was about to enter the city when he was stopped by Zhen Beiwang.

"My lord, stay!"

Prince Xin could not help but frown: "What is the purpose of Admiral Zhen blocking my way?"

Zhen Beiwang bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. His Majesty has ordered that the two old gentlemen can enter the city, but the Prince of Jin will have a different place to stay. Please don't embarrass me, Your Majesty."

Prince Xin didn't think there was anything wrong with it when he heard it.

He turned to Sun Chengen and the other man and said, "Please make yourselves at ease, my lords. I will leave first."

Then he looked towards the north and said, "Lead the way!"

"It's not far from here. Please dismount, Your Majesty."

"it is good."

So, Prince Xin left under the guidance of Zhen Beiwang, while Sun Chengzong and the other two were taken into the city by other Jinyiwei and settled.

Prince Xin and his companions soon arrived at a place guarded by the Embroidered Uniform Guards, with several rows of thatched houses in the center.

Seeing Zhen Beiwang suddenly stop, he couldn't help but ask.

"Admiral Needle, why don't you leave?"

But Zhen Beiwang pointed to a thatched cottage not far ahead.

"Your Majesty, we are here."

"That is the residence that His Majesty has prepared for the princes."

"Three princes have already checked in."

Prince Xin looked at the rows of simple thatched huts and the three princes who were quarreling, and he couldn't help but feel upset.

(*?ロ?)!!

Your Majesty, what is going on...

"Many princes have arrived recently, so Your Majesty should quickly choose a good position."

"Thank you for reminding."

Prince Xin responded and walked towards the three people who were fighting.

Since His Majesty had made such arrangements, he had no choice but to obey. He was there to watch the show anyway, so it didn't matter.

However, the conditions for watching the show are a bit difficult...

Here, Prince Lu and his two companions were still having a great time.

"The soup and steamed buns were given to me by your majesty. I can eat them however I like. What's it to you?"

After saying that, he snorted again.

The fight lasted for a while, and the meatball soup was already finished. He was sucking the oil left on his hands by the roujiamo...

Just this one slurp almost made Prince Xin vomit.

"Prince Lu, can you be any more disgusting? Look, you've almost made our new little prince vomit!"

There are two people here who are forty years old and one who is thirty years old, but Prince Xin is only eighteen or nineteen years old this year, which is really young.

"Hey, there's a newcomer here. I won't play with you anymore!"

Prince Lu ran up a few steps and came to Prince Xin: "I am Prince Lu of Weihui Prefecture. I wonder which vassal king you are?"

Prince Xin turned his head away and tried not to look at his greasy, fat hand.

"I am Prince Xin. Your Majesty has not yet designated a fiefdom. I am temporarily living in the capital and attending government affairs."

After these words were spoken, the other three people looked at each other in surprise.

It turns out that he is Prince Xin!

The younger brother of His Majesty!

I heard that he had sat on the throne before.

He should be the strongest competitor.

But the three of them changed their minds and thought that they were probably overthinking it.

According to the old system, if the emperor had no children, the throne should be passed on to his younger brother.

But the emperor now wants the princes to come to Jin to select talented people to ascend the throne, which means that he does not want to pass the throne to this young boy in front of him.

Thinking of this, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Prince Zhao stepped forward and said, "Hahaha, it turns out to be Prince Xin. I've heard a lot about you. I'm Prince Zhao of Zhangde Prefecture."