Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 447 What Can't Beat You Will Make You Stronger

Constantinople.

"Qian Yong has met His Royal Highness!"

"Oh? Are you better?" Seeing Qian Yong standing outside the door, Zhu Zhanhe stood up and walked towards the door.

Qian Yong has been lying in bed for almost a month. Although the military doctor who accompanied him said that he had only skin trauma, sometimes people's injuries are not what they appear on the surface.

In his early years, under the orders of Zhu Zhanhe, Qian Yong crossed mountains and seas to find new grain seeds. The suffering he suffered along the way was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, even unimaginable.

Judging from the number of people lost, one can tell how close to death that trip was.

Later, they finally returned to Daming alive, but their lives changed after that.

Due to the special experience, coupled with the fact that Zhu Zhanhe had no one to trust, Qian Yong and the three were ordered to set off again.

One went to the country of Wa and guarded the country for two years, and the other became the executioner of the Indochina Peninsula.

As for the only woman, Zhu Sanfeng, she later won the title of a female devil in the Timurid Empire.

To put it harshly but realistically, none of the three of them will last very long because their foundations are broken.

I also want to know that Zhu Sanfeng paid so much along the way, it can be said that he gave everything except his life. Qian Yong and Jian Xiao were just lucky to be men, but in other The contribution in terms of work is not a lot at all.

This time Qian Yong was injured. On the surface, it was a skin trauma, but the old disease in the muscles, bones and flesh was also caused.

People, in fact, this is the case, just like the parents of the rural hometown in later generations, farming in the mountains at home and going out to work, except for a little tiredness, plus a sore waist and leg pain on weekdays, there is nothing wrong with it.

However, once you take him to the city and want him to live in peace, one problem after another will appear in his body.

Qian Yong was somewhat similar to this situation, so he was lying in bed for a month.

"Thanks to His Royal Highness, it's almost healed." Qian Yong laughed rarely.

Qian Yong's usual impression is that he is gloomy, unsmiling, and a person who does whatever it takes to achieve his goals. When such a person laughs at this time, he gives people a very gloomy feeling.

"His Royal Highness, I heard that Sanfeng went to the Golden Horde, I don't know..."

Zhu Zhanhe laughed when he heard the words, but this smile seemed a bit bitter.

Qian Yong is still the same Qian Yong. Since he brought back the new grain seeds, Qian Yong has been living for others.

Live for Zhu Zhanhe, the person who helped him back then and now reuses him, live for Zhu Sanfeng who shared with him in troubles and is now his wife, and live for Jian Xiao who also shared troubles back then.

However, he has never lived for himself alone.

"Sanfeng is very good. He defeated Astrakhan and Sarai in a row. Now he is very close to the Principality of Ryazan, and is almost approaching the Principality of Mosk."

"When the Grand Duchy of Mosk is destroyed, we can launch an attack on the Grand Duchy of Lithuania and the Kingdom of Poland. Once these two countries are gone, Eastern Europe will be completely reduced to the territory of our Ming Dynasty."

"Your main task now is to heal your injury, and you must make sure there will be no problems."

"Besides, after this incident, I am also prepared to..."

"His Royal Highness!" Qian Yong shouted anxiously.

This is the first time he interrupted Zhu Zhanhe's words. This kind of situation has never happened before, because Qian Yong had already decided to sell his life to Zhu Zhanhe when Zhu Zhanhe was a child and saved his family. It's gone.

For so many years, Zhu Zhanhe said that if he goes east, he will never go west, and if he is asked to catch a dog, he will never chase a chicken.

However, Zhu Zhanhe was not angry about Qian Yong like this, he just smiled and waved his hands, and then winked at Zhu Ling who was beside him.

"Qian Yong, I know you are loyal to me, and I know you are worried about Sanfeng, and I am also worried about Sanfeng and Jian Xiao."

"I have been with me for so many years, and you also know that the three of you are the people I trust the most besides Zhu Ling and Zhu Ping. Even Li Bin and Xu Heng, who followed my father when he was King of Han, I don't have such trust. "

"So, you have to trust me, you are loyal to me, and I cherish your lives."

Just as Zhu Zhanhe was talking, Zhu Ling went back and forth, handed an envelope with a red seal to Zhu Zhanhe's hand, and then silently backed away.

"This is the battle report from Chen Mao."

"Sanfeng burned Astrakhan with white phosphorous eggs, turning Astrakhan into a dead city, and then approached Sarai, using the same method to turn Sarai and the royal family of the Golden Horde Khan in the city into one. The only one who survived was the Great Khan Bora Khan, who took office hastily, but the reason he survived was that he was captured alive by Chen Mao."

"In addition to this..."

With that said, Zhu Zhanhe pulled Qian Yong into the house, and handed him a letter on the table.

"Wang Jinghong has gone around to the north of the Grand Duchy of Lithuania, forcing the Grand Duchy of Lithuania and the Kingdom of Poland to shrink and stick to their capitals."

Yes, after such a long time, the news that Wang Jinghong had advanced into the Baltic Sea and gained a firm foothold was finally delivered to Zhu Zhanhe.

Although the news came late, it still made Zhu Zhanhe overjoyed.

With Wang Jinghong holding back from the north, there are too many things he can do.

"So..." Qian Yong was stunned for a moment, and the appearance of the map constructed through the construction of the war in the past two years flashed through his mind.

"That's right." Zhu Zhanhe nodded.

"The end of the Eastern European battlefield is approaching."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Zhanhe patted Qian Yong's shoulder with a smile, and pressed him to sit down.

"So, this is a battle that must be won, you don't have to worry at all, and compared to this, you should worry about someone else."

……

Qian Yong raised his head and looked at Zhu Zhanhe with a smile on his face, but at the same time, he was also somewhat... ashamed?
"come in……"

Just when Qian Yong was in a daze, Zhu Zhanhe sighed softly and spoke softly.

As Zhu Zhanhe's words fell, footsteps sounded from the direction of the door, and it sounded that he was not alone, which made Qian Yong turn his head curiously.

However, just turning his head made Qian Yong stand on the spot.

"My concubine has met His Royal Highness, and His Highness is blessed with longevity and well-being."

A woman with a child knelt down to salute Zhu Zhanhe immediately after entering.

"Get up..." Zhu Zhanhe sighed softly, and stepped forward to help the two of them.

There are not many people in this world who can make Zhu Zhanhe bend down and help him up himself, but the mother and son in front of him can do it.

Moreover, Zhu Zhanhe thought from the bottom of his heart that this was what he should do.

"You... how come?"

Qian Yong returned to the unsmiling, even a little cold and inhuman Qian Yong.

"Okay." Zhu Zhanhe patted Qian Yong's shoulder, with a hint of blame in his tone.

"Although they came at their own request, they were also agreed by Zhanqi, and I also agreed."

"How many years has it been? Not counting anything else, it has been ten years since we conquered the Timur Empire, right?"

"Since Qian Zhong was five years old, let alone taking care of him, have you seen him?"

……

Zhu Zhanhe's slightly reproachful words left Qian Yong speechless.

This pair of mother and son is the concubine Zhao that Zhu Sanfeng found for Qian Yong because she was unable to have children, and Zhao's son born to Qian Yong.

Today, the child is 15 years old...

"Okay, I won't bother you guys anymore." Zhu Zhanhe patted Qian Yong's shoulder, ready to give up the place that had become his study to Qian Yong and the others.

"Don't blame them. Qian Zhong is 15 years old. Over the years, his homework is very good, and he has read a lot of military books. It's time for him to get started. At worst, he has to see with his own eyes what the real world is."

"You don't have to worry about them. I will bring their mother and son with me in the future, and I will teach Qian Zhong myself. As long as I don't have any accidents, they will not have any accidents."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Zhanhe had a deep meaning, but he also patted Qian Yong's shoulder with some emotion, walked away, and closed the door behind him, leaving this room to Qian Yong and the others.

……

It was night, on the edge of the cliff outside Jun Castle.

This is the resting place of Zhu Zhanhe's third uncle Zhu Gaosui, and at this time Zhu Zhanhe was leaning on his third uncle's tombstone, holding a jar of wine in his hand, and there was also a jar of wine in front of the tombstone.

Human beings often have different perceptions in different places or when they see different scenes.

Seeing Zhao's mother and son today, Zhu Zhanhe also felt a little emotional.

Thinking about it now, he is much better than Qian Yong. Apart from meeting Zhu Sanfeng on the battlefield, Qian Yong rarely met his concubine Zhao and his son Qian Zhong. He was not around when Mrs. Zhao gave birth.

But fortunately, Zhu Zhanqi took good care of the mother and child. Although the teachers were not the best, they were taught by Xia Xuan, the son of Xia Yuanji, the Minister of the Ministry of household affairs.

Qian Zhong is also very competitive. Although he is dissatisfied with his father, his three views are still upright.

As for being dissatisfied with his father... Zhu Zhanhe felt that it was normal, after all Qian Yong was not only absent when Zhao gave birth, but also absent Qian Zhong for almost the entire same year.

Over the years, the number of times Qian Zhong saw his father can be counted on the fingers, definitely no more than two times.

"His Royal Highness..."

Just when Zhu Zhanhe was thinking wildly, Qian Yong's voice sounded. Although the cliff on the edge of the strait was very windy, Qian Yong's voice was not buried in the wind.

"Come here." Zhu Zhanhe didn't get up, still leaning against the tombstone, but smiled and waved to Qian Yong and his son.

"Qian Zhong, do you remember me?"

Looking at Qian Zhong, who had inherited his father's simple and honest face, Zhu Zhanhe asked with a smile.

"I remember." Qian Zhong bowed and saluted before speaking.

"His Royal Highness, when you returned to Xiangzhou Mansion next year, you visited the villain and mother."

"I have a pretty good memory." Zhu Zhanhe patted Qian Zhong's head with a smile, then looked up at Qian Yong.

"You go back first, I'll talk to your son for a while."

……

Qian Yong looked at Zhu Zhanhe, then at his son, hesitant to speak.

However, in the end he chose to leave.

(End of this chapter)