Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 127 The Embarrassed Mu Ang

Zhu Zhanhe was not very concerned about Zheng He's return.

He just didn't want Zheng He to be a monitor who often passed by his side, so he chose to withdraw from the front line before Zheng He came back.

Besides, he didn't just retire for the sake of Zheng He. He told his father before that it was for the sake of the old man and Mu Sheng, and for the future of Hanwang's lineage.

However, Zhu Zhanhe was quite interested in Zheng He.

Zhu Zhanhe knew Zheng He well, not to say, but he knew it very well, but the more he knew, the more he couldn't understand Zheng He.

Zheng He was born in a noble family in the Yuan Dynasty, and his original name was Ma Sanbao.

During the Hongwu period, Fu Youde and Lan Yu went on an expedition to Yunnan. Zheng He's family was destroyed, and he was captured in Yingtian Mansion, where he was tortured inhumanely.

This is Zheng He's experience as a eunuch.

Logically speaking, given Zheng He's tragic childhood experience, he should have hated the old Zhu's family deeply, but under the old man's command, he has repeatedly made military exploits on the Jingnan Road, which can be said to be unswervingly loyal.

He went to the West seven times in his life, and even died on the way to the West in the end. His name will go down in history. In addition, Zheng He has nothing to choose in terms of character, at least he is an upright person.

Logically speaking, with such a tragic childhood experience coupled with the trauma caused by physical disabilities, it is not surprising that such a person would do anything.

But Zheng He did not. He always maintained a broad mind during his seven voyages to the West. Except for a trip to Mecca on the last voyage, he did not mix any personal emotions. This is really incomprehensible .

Zhu Zhanhe felt that if it was him, he might not be able to reach the level of Zheng He. Even if he endured everything, he might kill on his third voyage to the West.

The third time, that is, this time when Zheng He sailed to the West, he encountered war.

During his second voyage to the West, Zheng He went to Baixiang, and made alms and erected a monument at Mount Xilan Temple. It may be because Zheng He's performance this time was too generous, and he was missed by others.

During the third trip, Ariel Kunel, the king of Mount Ceylon, where the Mount Ceylon Temple where Zheng He gave alms last time, became ill-intentioned and wanted to rob him.

This fact is a bit ridiculous. The Ocean Treasure fleet has tens of thousands of people. The ship is so big that it can run horses on the deck. Isn’t it like playing with a small country?

The final result is that the king of Mount Ceylon, Ariel Kunel, who wanted to cosplay a bandit, was captured by the soldiers of the Ocean Treasure Fleet all the way to the king's city, and he was captured alive, and brought to Daming to be handed over to Zhu Di for trial.

The end is nothing short of miserable.

In this way, Zheng He didn't do anything out of the ordinary, and he didn't kill people indiscriminately. He captured the king and left.

Zhu Zhanhe really didn't understand.

After much deliberation, Zhu Zhanhe could only explain this problem by saying that Zheng He is a pious Mu Silin.

"His Royal Highness..."

Zhu Zhanhe was slumped on the recliner on the balcony on the second floor, thinking about Zheng He, when a familiar voice sounded.

It is the third son of the Mu family, Mu Ang.

"It's Uncle Mu." Zhu Zhanhe sat up straight, but instead of going downstairs, he invited him.

"Third Uncle Mu, come up quickly, you just happened to be there, there is a good dry warehouse cooked pudding here, come up and taste it!"

Ripe Pu-erh tea in a dry warehouse, and it is still three years old, which is already very good. Although it is reasonable to say that Pu-erh tea can be stored indefinitely, it depends on the storage environment.

Generally speaking, two to three years of cooked Pu is a better period of time.

But even so, Zhu Zhanhe doesn't like drinking Pu'er tea very much, he prefers Longjing and Fenghuangshan Dancong tea.

But there is no way. Yunnan produces Pu’er, and he is not a particular person. He drinks raw Pu’er very well, but he can’t drink cooked Pu’er, so he can only try it occasionally.

"His Royal Highness..." Mu Ang quickly went upstairs and stood behind Zhu Zhanhe.

"Mu Sanshu sit down quickly." Zhu Zhanhe took a cup for Mu Ang and poured a cup of tea.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Mu Ang bowed slightly, and sat down following Zhu Zhanhe's wishes.

"His Royal Highness, I wonder when you will return to Jiaozhi? My brother just sent a letter saying that the fire in the south of the Taojiang River has almost burned out, and the follow-up was obviously put out by others, so I think..."

Hearing this, Zhu Zhanhe raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Uncle Mu, I don't plan to go back." Zhu Zhanhe said with a smile.

"First of all, the tea-horse trade is about to start. Grandpa gave my father the rights to the tea-horse trade in Yunnan.

"Secondly, as I said before, I was actually offering a solution to the cochin problem. It's just that you and Second Uncle Mu couldn't bear the consequences of this solution, so I went into battle myself."

"Now I've set off the fire too, and quite a few Jiaozhi people were burned to death. The large and small Jingguan may not be worthy of the name compared to the one on the grassland, but there are still bones of the enemy."

"I've already recited this notoriety. You and Second Uncle Mu can't catch me alone, can you?"

"In the end, I gave up my notoriety, and I gave Uncle Mu some training as a person. Those 3000 people can do anything now, so there's no need for me to go."

"To put it bluntly, even if Second Uncle Mu burns all over the south now, others won't say anything about him, instead they will put all the shit on my head."

"I've made it this far, and you still let me go, isn't that a little unfair?"

"His Royal Highness said..." Mu Ang was a little embarrassed, but he was able to nod in agreement.

It wasn't that Zhu Zhanhe was looking for an excuse, it was really that they were dishonest in this matter.

Zhu Zhanhe's analysis is clear and thorough, and after this battle, Mu Sheng deserves the credit and Zhu Zhanhe's notoriety. There are precedents of corrupt officials, profiteers, Japanese pirates and grasslands. Others will only focus on Zhu Zhanhe Gull's body.

This kind of practice of letting others take the blame for taking advantage of it, and finally wanting to let them take all the blame for themselves is really embarrassing.

However, this is also human nature, and no one would be willing to take such a big risk.

"Uncle Mu, you understand best." Hearing Mu Ang's words, Zhu Zhanhe didn't seem to feel the embarrassment in his words at all, and immediately showed a grateful look.

"I think when I was in Yingtian, those things I did were compiled into scripts, and the various teahouses in Yingtian City performed them one by one, and they didn't repeat the same thing every day, and they said that I was a greedy wolf star." Go down to earth, kill people without blinking an eye."

"Look, because of this, my father has come to Yunnan to become a vassal. I don't want the people in Yunnan to feel the same way. Otherwise, why would I still be living here?"

"Thank you, Uncle Mu, for your understanding!"

After speaking, Zhu Zhanhe stood up gratefully and poured Mu Ang a cup of tea himself.

"Yes, His Royal Highness said..." Mu Ang looked embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)