Daming Zhu Di: Father, why aren't you dead? !

Chapter 79 Zhu Qizhen, Your Father!Your father!Your grandfather, your great grandfather is here! (Ask for a monthly ticket!!)

As Ji Boying's words fell, the entire Drunken Immortal main hall, the atmosphere was very depressing.

Especially the five incumbent emperors, Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi, Hong Xi Fatty, and Emperor Xuande.

For them, Zhu Qizhen's series of anti-human operations completely humiliated Daming, and should be permanently nailed to Daming's pillar of shame!

It's fine if the Tumu Fortress is defeated, but if you have the guts to wipe your own neck with a knife, won't it? !

The majestic Son of Heaven turned out to be a captive of a foreign race, and even called out for Wala!

Where is the face? !What a shame!Our old Zhu's family is completely ashamed!
As for Emperor Hongxi and Emperor Xuande, they did not expect that their excessive rest, shrinking the northern border, and watching the grassland grow bigger would lead to such serious consequences.

Both of them are bowing their heads and reflecting on how to adjust the national policy.

A cup of tea was prepared as promised, but in fact, everyone sat in the same place and thought deeply, without moving.

The emperors didn't move, and the princes naturally didn't dare to move, and the five courtiers who were watching could only remain wooden figures.

Suddenly, Ji Boying thought of something and looked at Zhu Biao.

"Ah Biao, you don't need to go to this practical observation class, go back and approve the memorials first."

Boom...!
When Zhu Biao heard this, his heart was struck by lightning.

She stood up abruptly, with rejection written all over her face.

'why? '

'Why do not you take me…'

'I'm the only one who turned in my homework!Shouldn't good students be given preferential treatment? ! '

Ji Boying had no expression on his face, but he was also very helpless in his heart. It wasn't that he didn't want to bring Zhu Biao, but that he could only bring one emperor's attendant in one time and space.

He brought Xu Da with him for business. Xu Da's ability to command the Chinese army is definitely the number one in Ming Dynasty. This trip is not only about Zhu Qizhen, but also has to clean up the mess of the civil fortress.

"Biao'er, there is a reason for the immortal master to make such a decision."

"Just listen to the immortal master, and stay here to deal with the government affairs."

Old Zhu spoke.

There was loss in Zhu Biao's eyes, but he could only feel dejected.

Then, Ji Boying looked at Zhu Lao Si.

"You also need to change people here."

"Zhu Neng will accompany you to the Tumu Fort."

As soon as Ji Boying said this, Monk Daoyan stopped immediately, and grabbed Zhu Laosi's wrist tightly, as if to say, don't even think about changing me.

However, how could he, a hairless bald man, be the one to decide this matter.

Ji Boying glanced at Monk Daoyan, and with a thought, the time-traveling Dafa was activated, and Daoyan's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, replaced by Zhu Neng, whose pants had been stretched halfway, and was about to squat in the pit.

'I? ? ? '

The reaction speed of the famous general is fast, and Zhu Neng lifted his pants with lightning speed.

This fierce man who led dozens of people to chase tens of thousands of people back then broke out in a cold sweat.

He subconsciously looked at Zhu Lao Si beside him, and Zhu Lao Si gave him a calm look, to the effect of 'explain later', Zhu Neng took a deep breath, nodded, and silently observed his surroundings.

He had already met Lao Zhu and Ji Boying once in Xiaoling, so he was somewhat prepared.

"Very good, everyone is here."

Ji Boying played with the ruler in his hand, glanced at the crowd, and was about to announce his departure.

at this time.

Boom, boom, boom.

The door of the main hall was knocked three times.

Old Zhu winked at little Zhusi, and little Zhusi nodded understandingly, and patted Yongle Zhu Zhanji on the shoulder, signaling him to go out with him.

Then the two young men in their prime came quickly to the main hall and crossed the threshold.

After a while, the two pushed the door open again.

Little Zhusi and Yongle Xiaozhu, each carrying a bundle of cloth bags the height of a person, came in sweating profusely, threw them into the middle of the main hall, and made a loud 'bang'.

'What the hell? '

Ji Boying was taken aback, just now he only saw Lao Zhu and Xu Da whispering a few times, then Xu Da got up quietly and went out, and came back in a few minutes.

Little Zhu Si ripped open the cloth bag very well, revealing the items inside, the shiny [-] kinds of cold weapons, swords, axes, axe, guns, sticks and halberds, all of them long and short.

"Brother, let us interrupt."

Lao Zhu stood up and walked to the bag of cold weapons with the posture of a black boss.

After silently staring at these weapons for a while, Lao Zhu picked out a half-human mace from among them, weighed it a few times and felt very satisfied, and carried it on his shoulder.

"Come here, one for each."

Emperor Taizu spoke, and the other emperors and princes naturally stepped forward to challenge him.

The old Zhu Di was old and not fading, and he raised his hand to pick up a saber, Zhu Laosi had an iron whip in his hand, and young Zhu Si chose a big fish head (the name of the knife), and the three Zhu Gaochi's body types were placed there, and they all chose a small Guduo hammer.

The three Zhu Zhanji were fathers anyway, so they softened their hearts a little, and each of them just took an iron rod.

From Hongwu old Zhu to Xuande Zhu Zhanji, these ten princes and princes of the Ming Dynasty, all armed with cold weapons, made Ji Boying's scalp tingle when he saw it.

This posture, where is it going to class, is obviously going to fight in groups.

"Boss, isn't this a bit too cruel?"

Xu Da whispered beside Lao Zhu.

"Ah."

Old Zhu sneered, then looked at Ji Boying.

"Brother, we are ready."

Old Zhu was carrying a mace on his shoulder, and his words were full of murderous intent.

'Bauzon, good luck to you. '

Nodding his head, taking a breath, Ji Boying waved his hand.

"Let's go."

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Orthodox 14th year, August [-]th, night.

A civil fortress, a series of camps, with a small main house in the middle.

"Your Majesty, Huailai City is only twenty miles away from the Tumu Fortress. If the whole army moves quickly, they will surely be able to enter the city before Ye Xian's army catches up. As long as they enter the city, Your Majesty will be safe, and the army will be safe!"

Kuang Ye knelt on the ground, shouting hysterically.

As Minister of the Ministry of War, as a person who knows how to fight, he knows in his heart that this is the last chance!
"Kuang Ye, do you want to hand over more than 1000 military supplies to Ye Xian?! Are you a spy of Wala?!"

Wang Zhen, whose face and legs were wrapped with cloth strips, shouted sharply.

Kuang Ye was so angry that he almost turned his back, staring at Wang Zhen with the desire to eat people.

But Zhang Fu, the British official standing aside, kept silent when he should speak out most.

Zhu Qizhen, who was sitting in the main seat, slammed the table.

"According to my decree, the army camped in the Tumu Fortress, waiting for the supplies."

Zhu Qizhen had a proud smile on his face, he was the biggest old man in the world.

"It's useless for anyone to persuade me today, unless my father crawls out of Jingling."

Boom...!
A thunderous sound sang through the sky above the earthen castle.

It seems to be saying: Zhu Qizhen, your father has crawled out, your grandpa has crawled out, your great-grandpa has crawled out, and your grandpa has crawled out too.

　Tomorrow at 0 o'clock in the morning, see you there!

　　Ask for a monthly pass! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)