Emperors chat group

Chapter 227: Wan Crow Pot Shows Its Power!
The middle plane of the Han Dynasty.

inside the tent.

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen hid beside the emperor's grandfather Zhu Gaochi, listening to the continuous sound of cannons outside, he said with a face of fear:

"Grandfather, do you think a bullet will just hit..."

Before the words were finished, Zhu Zhanji, the grandson of the emperor, changed his face, glared coldly at Mingyingzong Zhu Qizhen, and said:

"Qi Zhen, stop talking nonsense!"

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen saw this, and hid behind the emperor's grandfather Zhu Gaochi, as if he was afraid that his father would beat him up.

Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi waved his hand, and after comforting Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen, he said:

"Qi Zhen, you really don't know how to use that... that dark space vortex?"

"I heard from Lan Yu that Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty was able to make the space vortex bigger. It can not only shelter from wind and rain, but also hide magical powers and secret techniques."

The emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji looked at the "rebellious son" hiding behind his father, shook his head, and said:
"Qi Zhen is a weak child, too weak to be used much."

At this moment, a pitch-black spatial passage suddenly appeared, slowly rotating.

In the next second, the group leader Zhu Yuanzhang walked out of the space passage, and saw the prince Zhu Biao stubbornly wanting to go out, but was stopped by Mao Xiang.

He breathed a sigh of relief, walked closer, and said worriedly:
"Biao'er, are you injured? Don't worry, Dad will definitely find that thief!"

Prince Zhu Biao glanced at Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen, hesitantly said:
"Father, this matter..."

The group leader Zhu Yuanzhang took the small wooden box handed over by Mao Xiang, and ordered coldly:
"Qi Zhen, turn off the live broadcast!"

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen heard the words, immediately turned off the live broadcast, holding the clothes of the crown prince Zhu Gaochi tightly with both hands, and whispered:

"Grandfather, save me."

He was afraid that Emperor Taizu would be furious and imprison him, and his life would be worse than death.

Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi shook his head helplessly, let alone Yingzong Zhu Qizhen, even he dared not speak at the moment.

At the beginning, the prince Zhu Biao died of an illness due to a cold, and the Taizu Emperor, the old man, wanted Zhu Yunqi to ascend the throne smoothly, but he did not hesitate to attack those veterans who founded the country.

Now that Prince Zhu Biao was attacked, he was still attacked by artillery. I am afraid that in the next period of time, there will be a storm in Zhongping.

After Zhu Yuanzhang saw that the live broadcast was closed, he heard the sound of cannons outside, gritted his teeth and said:
"It's really interesting. Use our Daming artillery to attack the Prince of Ming Dynasty. Biaoer, you stay here and don't run around."

"Father, vent your anger on you!"

After all, Zhu Yuanzhang walked out of the camp, opened the wooden box, and what came into view was a magic weapon that was all red.

A soaring fire crow is engraved on it, and a few crows can be heard vaguely.

Prince Zhu Biao chased him out of the tent and persuaded him:

"Father, don't go to war."

"Nowadays in the chat group, the Ming Dynasty and the Five Dynasties, one family dominates, and it is inevitable that they will be targeted."

"Besides, the cannons are messy and disorderly, and they don't seem to be coming for my son."

At this moment, there was a light sound in the distance, and immediately, hundreds of projectiles flew from a distance.

Zhu Yuanzhang pulled out his dagger, cut his finger, and dripped blood on the cravat.

"buzz"

I saw the Wancrow Pot shook slightly, and the fire crow carved on it seemed to come alive, and a loud and clear crow sounded in everyone's ears.

Zhu Yuanzhang opened the Wanya Pot, squeezed the magic formula, and said coldly:

"The family dominates? Didn't it come for you?"

"Biao'er, as an emperor, you must never be soft-hearted, and you must not allow others to bully you!"

"Thousands of crows come out!"

As Zhu Yuanzhang's voice fell, the mouth of the cravat was opened, and the fire crows flying out one by one.

"call"

In the blink of an eye, countless fire crows enveloped the entire barracks, and bullets fell over the barracks without causing any waves.

the other side.

Seeing the vision in the sky, the great general Lan Yu suddenly turned around and saw that His Majesty was coming, and stammered:
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty has become a fairy!"

Shocked by Mr. Xin Guo, Tang He inadvertently tore off a handful of beards, and murmured as if he hadn't felt the slightest bit:
"With such a fairy trick, even the nobles of Huaixi can resign and go into seclusion, and enjoy their old age in peace!"

Wei Guogong Xu Da didn't know why, looking at the fire crows all over the sky, he thought of his favorite roast goose.

Swallowing his saliva, he happened to hear that Xin Guogong Tanghe was about to resign and go back to hiding. He didn't refute, and said:

"Dingchen, when the time comes, this general will also resign and go back to seclusion. You and I have fought for the Ming Dynasty for many years, and it is time to travel around and enjoy our old age."

Resign and go into hiding?

If it was before, they would not have dared to say such things. If His Majesty mistakenly thinks that they want to imitate Sima Yi, it will be bad.

But now that His Majesty possesses such magical means, how can they, these veterans, threaten Prince Zhu Biao?
inside the tent.

Ming Taizong Zhu Di, who had just walked out of the space passage, saw his father's method, kicked Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen's ass, and said angrily:

"Zhu Qizhen, I didn't expect that you can't even use the space channel. You almost killed my eldest brother Zhongping. You are so incompetent!"

"I'm going to lock you up! Save yourself embarrassment for Daming!"

After Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen got up from the ground, he hugged the leg of Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi, and stammered:
"Grandpa, listen to my explanation, I really don't know how to use space channels, and my father never taught me."

While speaking, Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen looked very aggrieved.

Originally staring at it was the trick of the gods and gods, and Zhu Zhanji, the grandson of the emperor, who was in a daze, heard the words of his rebellious son.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, he pointed at himself suspiciously, and said:

"I teach you?"

"How can I teach you? I don't know how to use space channels!"

At this moment, Zhu Zhanji, the grandson of the emperor, was very suspicious. Could it be that his future self has lost his mind and gone crazy?

How could he pass the throne to such a cowardly and incompetent rebellious son? He wanted to teach him!But he really can't!
Ming Taizong Zhu Di looked around, snatched the long sword from the waist of the emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji, and was about to beat Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen with the scabbard.

Suddenly, he saw his father handing the Wanya Pot to Prince Zhu Biao, mounted his horse, and led tens of thousands of cavalry to leave.

Throwing the sharp sword to the emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji, he ordered:
"Zhanji, give Zhu Qizhen a good beating. When I come back, if he can still speak."

"Just pack up and prepare to go back to Fengyang's hometown."

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty heard the words, his face changed drastically, and he looked at Zhu Zhanji, the grandson of the emperor, who was approaching him aggressively, and said in fear:

"Father, I am your own son!"

Emperor Taisun Zhu Zhanji waved his scabbard and said indifferently:
"You were born in the second year of Xuande, and now it is the 22nd year of Yongle. You were not born until four years later."

"In other words, you are not my son, and I don't have such a fatuous and incompetent son like you."

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen hugged the thigh of Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi tightly, and begged for mercy:
"Grandfather, save me!"

"Father, my mother is your favorite queen!"

(End of this chapter)