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Chapter 102 Why can't I, Zhu Ying, sit on the throne? (Seek monthly ticket for subscription)

When the old man mentioned Sapphire, Zhu Ying realized a possibility.

The possibility of dominating Daming by himself.

To be honest, he felt a little unbelievable about the speculation about his identity.

In other words, from the moment he came to Daming and woke up, he never thought about doing anything with his background.

It is he who has won step by step to get to where he is today.

From grabbing food from the mouth of wild dogs, to now a warlord.

If it weren't for the bad luck, it coincided with the beginning of the Ming Dynasty and the end of the Yuan Dynasty in the competition in the Central Plains.

However, since ancient times, the times have made heroes, not heroes.

In the absence of general trends, Zhu Ying was able to reach the position he is today, a mere merchant, but he has controlled such a huge force in just ten years.

It is already quite good and can be called a legend.

If Zhu Ying wants to be king, there is something about Li Chenggui in Goryeo.

Even plotting Annan now, in Zhu Ying's view, is not a problem.

According to the plan, within five years, he will conquer Annan, establish the country and become king.

Even these five years, in Zhu Ying's view, were just to better develop Annan, control Annan, and take over smoothly.

After all, Annan's population is not large, and if there are a large number of casualties under the chaos, the loss outweighs the gain.

At present, an excellent opportunity lies in front of Zhu Ying.

It is enough for Zhu Ying to control the pace of Annan, and it can be accelerated by at least two years.

That's why he chose to go to Annan even though he guessed the identity of the old man, and even had certain doubts about his own identity.

That is, last night, today.

The old man's sudden visit,

Especially that sentence, let him meet Lan Yu.

It caused waves to rise in Zhu Ying's heart.

A sliver of hope, a pinch of burning flames, rose in Zhu Ying's heart.

If I can succeed to the Ming Dynasty in time, why should I go to the valley in Annan to seek development.

If I can control the Great Ming, and conquer the world with the firearms of the Great Ming, it will be as easy as it is at my fingertips.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ying's body trembled slightly.

Not afraid.

It is excitement, it is excitement, it is intense, full of passionate drive and desire.

His people, his power, his wealth.

Compared with the entire Ming Dynasty, it is like a small drop of water in the vast ocean.

Especially the population of tens of millions in Daming.

And the world's number one naval master.

There are simply too many things that can be done.

With his help, the development of firearms can obviously take off directly.

There is no need for a large army, a lot of manpower and material resources to fight a war, and there is no need to block the foundation of Ming Dynasty.

Just need to strengthen the firearms.

The gunpowder is granulated to strengthen the fire system, the power and battery life of the artillery.

With enough ammunition, a few hundred men can conquer a small country.

The actions of hundreds of people would not be any burden to Daming at all.

Economic sanctions, cultural invasions, educational reforms, agricultural research, domestic adjustments.

And now, the million lions of Ming Dynasty.

Looking at the world today, who can stop it!
"I said that when King Yan was in Beiping, why did he keep preventing me from leaving the city? So it turned out to be so."

At that time, Zhu Ying felt confused and could not understand some of Zhu Di's actions.

When I think about it at this time, it is very clear in my heart.

"Having said that, I have to thank King Yan very much. If it weren't for him, I might have gone directly to Annan. I wouldn't be able to see the old man."

"Time is also fate."

Thinking of this, Zhu Ying couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.

After Zhu Ying got enough information, Yan Wang Zhu Di's thoughts could be guessed thoroughly with just a little thought.

"It's just Yan Wang, do you really think that if you let me take the position, you still have a chance to flop?"

"However, for you, or for you at present, the only hope you can see is in me."

"Well, maybe I should thank Yao Guangxiao more. This idea should be what he thought. It's really considerate."

Thinking of Yao Guangxiao, Zhu Ying found it very interesting.

This person has no loyalty at all, and his only purpose, all purpose, is to realize the ambition in his heart.

Even if it stirs up the situation.

After all, in Yao Guangxiao's mind, there is that sentence: The poor monk only knows the way of heaven and doesn't care about the hearts of the people.

"It's also similar to me. It's not in the right time, but it's a pity that such a good talent is in Daming. It would be great to go overseas to educate the people."

When Zhu Ying first came into contact with Yao Guangxiao, he wanted to see if he could abduct Yao Guangxiao and take him to Annan.

Yao Guangxiao is proficient in the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and also understands the art of yin and yang.

If it can shine overseas, it will be a great artifact.

Just after getting in touch with Yao Guangxiao, Zhu Ying felt very regretful.

In the conversation with Yao Guangxiao, it is not difficult to feel that Yao Guangxiao is too persistent in realizing his ambition in Daming.

Zhu Ying thought to herself that with her perfect tongue, she probably wouldn't be able to speak to him.

If it was ten or twenty years earlier, probably there would be no problem.

But Yao Guangxiao is old. He was born at the end of the Yuan Dynasty. This year, Yao Guangxiao is 57 years old.

This can be said to have exceeded the average lifespan in today's Ming Dynasty.

Now the average life expectancy in Ming Dynasty is less than fifty, and Yao Guangxiao, who is 57 years old, can already be regarded as a long-lived.

But now, he is unknown and has not yet accomplished anything.

Every day when Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty was alive, he, Yao Guangxiao, was unable to turn over any storms, and no one in the entire Ming Dynasty was able to turn over any storms.

Even Zhu Di, the King of Yan, whom he pinned all his hopes on, had no intention of resisting at all in front of Zhu Yuanzhang.

Such a long-lived Yao Guangxiao has been working tirelessly in the capital, contacting others.

It is because he wants to run a lifespan race with Zhu Yuanzhang.

He even wanted to tell Zhu Yuanzhang that it was your loss if you didn't use me.

These words were probably what Yao Guangxiao most wanted to say after meeting Zhu Yuanzhang underground.

But now, hehe.

It's better to go overseas to shine and make a name for yourself in history.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ying's eyes flashed with amusement.

"If Yan Wang Zhu Di knew that without me, he would still be the emperor of the Ming Empire in the future, wouldn't he feel very happy?"

"I'm not Zhu Yunqi. I can win a game lying flat, but I can still play it to pieces. I've really become the biggest laughing stock of all time."

"The only vassal king in history who successfully rebelled is Zhu Di. It's really interesting, and it was after Zhu Yuanzhang cleared away all obstacles."

When Zhu Yuanzhang arranged the throne for Zhu Yunqi, he didn't just clean up the Huaixi generals group.

The various feudal lords and the nine frontier fortress kings.

There are also great restrictions on their military power.

Whether it's food or wages, there are constraints in all aspects.

The army that the prince can directly command is only [-] at most.

Compared with the million lions of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't have imagined that his grandson could lose.Even Zhu Di never imagined that he could win.

Besides, it's only been four years, and this Ming has changed hands.

But for Zhu Yuanzhang, after all, this family is still this family, and his sons and grandsons are all descendants of the Eight Classics, and it is impossible for them to fall into the hands of outsiders.

In the courtyard, Zhu Ying, whose thoughts became more and more thorough, slowly got up.

He wants to fight.

Fight for the throne of Ming Dynasty, fight for the lord of the world.

If Zhu Yunqi can sit on the throne, why can't I?

Zhu Di, Yao Guangxiao, Jin Wang Zhu Yan, Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Jixi, the old man.

Their figures flashed through Zhu Ying's mind one by one.

The status has changed, and the plan will also change.

Starting today, he will take the initiative to attack and try his best to fight for the throne.

The old man's voice and smile lingered in Zhu Ying's mind.

Maybe before, he didn't know and didn't think too much.

But after that, everything will change.

Zhu Ying clearly understood that he had a great chance of winning.

Otherwise, the old man would not have arranged for Sapphire to come over.

"It seems, if I'm right, I should be the grand-nephew of Lord Liang Lanyu."

Thinking of this, Zhu Ying suddenly discovered something.

It seems that my father just died?
It seems that now my father's coffin is still in the palace, so he hasn't been buried yet.

Zhu Ying was a little curious about this father who had never met.

Prince Zhu Biao is known as the heir apparent with the most stable position throughout the ages.

For her own father, Zhu Biao, Zhu Ying naturally can't talk about having much emotion, and emotions such as sadness are even more impossible.

"Anyway, he is also my own father. If I tell the old man, I should have the opportunity to meet him and give him a ride. It can be regarded as Zhu Xiongying's filial piety."

"Currently, the only thing that can prove my identity is that piece of cloth."

Zhu Ying frowned slightly.

Although he didn't know why he woke up by the river, the news he got so far was enough for him to understand his life experience.

The old man said they looked alike, so insisted.

In addition, it was also the 15th year of Hongwu, that month.

There are no such coincidences in this world.

Most importantly, when Zhu Ying woke up, he was soft-skinned and tender-fleshed, which is not something that ordinary people can cultivate.

That's why he sent people to the capital to find out his background.

Some surrounding villages and small towns simply ignored them.

"Jin Yiwei must know about the old man's investigation of my matter. It is not difficult for me to go to them to ask for a pass document for a post station."

Zhu Ying is not a pedantic person. As early as when he was working hard on the grassland, he often used the routine of pretending to be a tiger and using his strength to fight.

Although his identity is still being questioned, even the old man can't announce it.

But on Jin Yiwei's side, if he wants to do something, it should be very simple.

After thinking clearly, Zhu Ying didn't hesitate.

Without Zhang Bo, he went out alone to the Jinyiwei yamen.

After all, for some things at present, the less people know about it, the better.

It was Shen time at this time, which was more than three o'clock in the afternoon.

The streets of the capital are bustling and bustling, very lively.

However, when Zhu Ying looked at these pedestrians, her eyes had changed.

These people may be my people in the future.

(End of this chapter)