Li Er of the Tang Dynasty: Ancestor Xie is here!

Chapter 185 Ye Xian: Daming is a crumbling house

"You are really drunk." Wang Zuo pointed at Kuang Ye, smiling with tears in his eyes, "Hahaha... You only drank half a bottle, and you are already drunk?"

"Look, that person is not Emperor Taizong Wen?" Kuang Ye pointed behind Wang Zuo in confusion and asked in disbelief.

"Don't look, don't look." Wang Zuo wiped his tears, "If Emperor Taizong Wen could appear in our tent, I would drink all the wine from the jar without saying a word..."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old but majestic voice came from behind him.

"If you say so, just drink it all."

Wang Zuo turned around suddenly, and because he was too surprised, his body suddenly bounced and hit the table.

The two jars of wine on the table clattered all over the floor.

"Mrs. M.m....Emperor Taizong?" Wang Zuo pointed at the visitor, so horrified that he could not speak coherently.

Kuang Ye reacted the fastest and immediately knelt on the ground, shouting half in ecstasy and half in mourning: "Welcome to Emperor Taizong Wen for his holy appearance!"

How could he not be excited? When Taizong comes back, the Ming army will be saved!

Even if you can't fight, you can still run.

Old Zhu Di stretched out his hand to stop their movements: "Kuang Qing, Wang Qing, my father... Father is here, but he doesn't dare to worship me first."

Father emperor?

Both of them were shocked.

Damn it, could it be that Grandfather Taizu has also become a saint?

Without even thinking about it, the two of them immediately prostrated themselves on the ground again: "Welcome to Emperor Taizu Gao to make a holy appearance!"

"Everyone, get up..." Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the two of them and sighed secretly.

These are all loyal ministers of my Ming Dynasty!

Zhu Qi Town, Zhu Qi Town, how many loyal ministers and good generals have you lost!

Lao Zhu couldn't help but gritted his teeth and thought.

Who would have thought that the two of them were still lying on the ground, refusing to get up.

"Grandpa Taizu! Take a look!" The two of them wailed at the same time: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, he insists on garrisoning troops in Tumu Fort, a waterless land, and the army is behind him first. At this time If you don’t leave, I’m afraid you won’t be able to leave again!”

"Don't worry, since we are here, there is absolutely no reason to let Naya succeed first." A cold light flashed in Lao Zhu's eyes: "We came with our troops, but we have to meet that bullshit Zhu Qizhen first. !”

Kuang Ye and Wang Zuo looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

Your Majesty lost his father when he was a child, and no one could discipline him. Now Emperor Taizu Gao is here to educate his descendants. This is his blessing!

Besides, with this posture... Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong personally served him alone, how could this blessing be any smaller?

Damn it, I forgot about Wang Zhen! Kuang Ye suddenly remembered the variable Wang Zhen. What if Wang Zhen did not recognize the two late emperors?

Just when they were anxious, another cart of breadmen came from nowhere.

"Han...King of Han?" Kuang Ye looked at Zhu Gaoxu as if he had seen a ghost. Wasn't the King of Han made into a crock pot chicken by Emperor Xuande? how……

Oh, that's true, Emperor Taizong can come, but there is no reason that Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu, who has always stood in front of him, can't come.

"Where is Zhu Qizhen? Where is Zhu Qizhen?" As soon as Zhu Zhanji arrived at Tumubao, he began to search for enemies.

"First...the Emperor?" Kuang Ye and Wang Zuo were surprised again.

"Go, go, go, I am not the late emperor, I am Zhu Zhanji, grandson of Emperor Yongle, please don't harm me!" Zhu Zhanji quickly abdicated his responsibility. He was really afraid that he would die from an unknown AOE.

Then, a group of soldiers wearing bright armor, like tin cans, poured into the tent.

Lao Li kindly sponsored 5,000 sets of tin can armor, authentic Zhenguan craftsmanship. Lan Yu touched it and couldn't put it down as soon as she saw it. She kept asking if this was the legendary Mingguang Armor, which almost made everyone present laugh.

But these cans had to be returned, so Lao Zhu negotiated the price and finally settled on twenty taels of silver a set.

"Making a fortune..." This was Lao Zhu's idea. If they were allowed to make this kind of armor themselves, the price would probably be multiplied by ten.

"You'll make a lot of money." This is Lao Li's idea. The cost of this kind of armor in their place is less than ten taels of silver.

This price is not outrageous. At the beginning of the 5th century, a set of ordinary Italian plate armor made in Italy was worth between 8 and pounds, which was equivalent to fifteen to twenty-five taels of silver.

This kind of win-win deal is rare, especially after Lao Li saw this hugely profitable arms business, he planned to sell more to Lao Zhu. Lao Zhu said that it was okay to buy arms, but he had to wait until Zhu Qizhen was dealt with.

"You guys, come here." Lao Zhu began to greet people, "This belt is for each person. You can also take two."

Six people, Zhu Xi, Zhu Fan, Zhu Xiaosi, Zhu Ji, Lao Zhu Di, and Zhu Gaoxu, each chose one. Only Zhu Zhanji himself took two without thinking.

Without a violent dual-wielding battle, Mayor Zhu Qi would have a long memory, and he, Zhu Zhanji, would never be a human being.

No matter what, I have to pay back the fists and kicks I received today, a tooth for a tooth, a hundredfold!

At this time, Zhu Qizhen did not realize that the danger was coming. He was now sitting in the tent sipping the re-boiled noodle soup.

"Darling, this noodle soup is a bit bland." Zhu Qizhen complained while drinking.

"The old slave will give you some more salt." As he said that, Wang Zhen took out a little salt from the cloth pocket on the side.

As soon as he moved his hand to Zhu Qizhen's bowl, he heard a commotion outside, and occasionally there was the sound of swords entering flesh, and the sound of screams.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Zhu Qizhen panicked.

Wang Zhen was also panicked. Could it be that there was a mutiny?

Before he could speak, he saw the tent being opened, and a group of tin cans armed to the teeth poured in, surrounding them.

"This..." Zhu Qizhen and Wang Zhen were both confused. They were not completely ignorant of soldiers. At least they knew that there was no armor of this style in the army.

Outside, Wang Zhen's godsons were all executed.

"What are you going to do! Are you going to rebel?" Wang Zhense shouted with anguish.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man walked in from outside.

The first moment he saw him, Wang Zhen's knees softened and he knelt on the ground.

"Xuan...Xuan Deye..."

Zhu Zhanji sneered, stretched his belt and stood aside.

The next people who entered the tent were the princes of the Hongwu Dynasty and the King of Han Zhu Gaoxu. The last ones to enter were Zhu Di and Zhu Yuanzhang.

Of course, Zhang Fu outside also noticed the situation here. He immediately led his troops to arrive, but was held tightly by Kuang Ye.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Fu was anxious, "This... Your Majesty has been given to them..."

"That's Emperor Taizong Wen! It's Emperor Taizong Wen who has made a holy appearance!" Kuang Ye shouted loudly: "The British Lord, please tell the troops quickly and tell them that Emperor Taizong Wen is back!"

"What?" Zhang Fu immediately stumbled towards the tent.

As soon as they reached the entrance of the tent, they were stopped by soldiers. "Everyone, I am the British Duke Zhang Fu, who wishes to see Emperor Taizongwen."

Hearing Zhang Fu's voice, Zhu Di took a deep look at Zhu Qizhen, said hello to Lao Zhu and walked out.

The moment he saw Zhu Di, Zhang Fu suddenly knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty, Zhang Fu, come to see you!"

"Zhang Fu..." Zhu Di looked at his beloved general with mixed feelings and motioned for him to get up, "The top priority is not to reminisce about the past. You go to appease the soldiers first, and then wait until I finish taking care of the unscrupulous descendant of Zhu Qizhen!"

"Yes!" Zhang Fu was ordered to leave.

In the tent, Zhu Qizhen looked at the previous emperors of the Ming Dynasty tremblingly, not daring to say anything.

What can you say, what can you dare to say?

"Is this Wang Zhen?" Lao Zhu looked at Wang Zhen who had peed his pants and asked disdainfully.

"Returning to Grandpa Taizu, this...this is Wang Zhen." Zhu Qizhen said tremblingly.

"Drag him out and skin him!" Lao Zhu ordered coldly.

Wang Zhen seemed to have no bones as he was dragged out by Er Hu's Jin Yiwei.

Jin Yiwei can carry this guy around with him.

"Grandpa Taizu, you... accompany him..." Zhu Qizhen was very loyal and wanted to save Wang Zhen.

Who would have thought that Lao Zhu would sneer: "You idiot, do you want to save Wang Zhen?"

Zhu Qizhen nodded hesitantly.

"You'd better think about how to save yourself first!" Lao Zhu stretched out his hand and said, "Here we go! Beat this bastard to death!"

"The Immortal Master gave me the imperial whip! I held up half of the sky back then!" Zhu Ping screamed strangely and whipped Zhu Qizhen in the face with a belt.

"Ouch, ouch -" Zhu Qizhen screamed, which made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears.

"The Immortal Master gives you the belt to beat the emperor! Help the Ming Dynasty and protect it forever!" Zhu Fan shouted angrily and slapped Zhu Qizhen on the buttocks with a belt.

"Ah ah ah -" Zhu Qizhen screamed repeatedly, as miserable as Tom Cat whose buttocks were burned.

"The Immortal Master gave me the Emperor's Beating Chain. Remember it in your heart when you are in danger!" Zhu Xiaosi roared violently, and the belt whipped Zhu Qizhen's body hard.

"Ahhhh!!!" Zhu Qizhen was about to collapse. Why did the ancestors just hit him when they came up and didn't even say anything?

He really wanted to escape, but couldn't...

"The Immortal Master gave me the Imperial Silk, which is a myriad of purples and reds and is made by hundreds of refinements!" Zhu Qi gave a sharp scolding and used all his strength to whip Zhu Qizhen hard.

"It hurts! Mother!!" Zhu Qizhen burst into tears. This pain was simply not something that humans should suffer.

For a person like him, who would normally get a tooth plugged in, it would be considered a serious injury, and even cutting his fingernails would require general anesthesia. Who has ever experienced such a battle?

Zhu Zhanji was still young when he died, so he never beat him; and the Queen Mother Sun was still a doting child and was reluctant to beat him...

"The Immortal Master gives me a slap on the emperor's waist! I vow to bring justice to the Ming Dynasty!" Zhu Gaoxu also got excited. Being able to slap his eldest nephew's son is really...

Therefore, he didn't hold back at all, without any emotion, it was all personal grudges.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting! Please!" Zhu Qizhen whimpered. He was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

"The Immortal Master has given me the gift of beating up the emperor and his gentry, and knocking out the emperor and his sycophants!" Zhu Zhanji chanted a name, and he pounced on him and beat him severely.

Among them, he was the most resentful towards Zhu Qizhen. No one else, because of Zhu Qizhen, he received a heavy beating.

This energy has been suppressed from the Hongwu Dynasty to the present, and the anger is not to mention how strong it is.

If it could really condense into flames, Zhu Qizhen would probably be turned into ashes by now.

Li Qing was not idle either. He and Li Shimin were carrying long sticks outside, taking the time to poke Zhu Qizhen from time to time.

"You...why do you beat me...who's here!" Zhu Qizhen shouted feebly.

"Hey, you fucking dare to call someone?" Zhu Xi rolled up his sleeves: "Brothers, nephews, nephews and grandsons, beat hard and carefully! He fucking refuses to accept it!"

"Hit!" Zhu Fan screamed, and the belt crackled on Zhu Qizhen's body without any mercy.

If you don't give such a grandson a good beating, how can you let him run away?

Zhu Xiang's mind turned around and he came up with a bad idea.

"Hey, hey, I told you to stop for a moment. It's boring to keep fighting like this."

"Second brother, what's your good idea?" Zhu Xiaosi became interested immediately. It was quite tiring to fight like this.

"If we do this, don't we have honey?" Zhu Ming looked at Zhu Qizhen fiercely: "Let's strip him naked, cover him with honey, and find him some ants to serve him!"

"Hey, this is good, this is good!" Everyone couldn't help but smile.

"When I came here, I happened to find an ant nest there." Zhu Xi showed a devilish smile and looked Zhu Qizhen up and down: "That nest of ants looks quite big. It is absolutely suitable to serve our orthodox emperor! "

But Zhu Gaoxu frowned and asked hesitantly: "Second uncle, it's not good for others to see it. After all, this is our own family matter. It's not embarrassing enough..."

"What you are thinking does make sense, so why don't you go catch ants?" Zhu Xiang asked with squinting eyes.

Zhu Gaoxu shook his head repeatedly. He didn't want to go. Catching ants sounds simple, but it is physical work...

While Zhu Qizhen was being cleaned up, Jiming Mountain in the distance of Tumu Fort also looked in the direction of Tumu Fort and sneered.

"Brother, why are you laughing?" Boyan Timur next to him asked in confusion.

"I laugh at Emperor Zhu's lack of plans and Wang Zhen's wisdom!" He also sneered incessantly: "What kind of idiot would choose to station the army in that desperate place?"

"He committed suicide. Isn't that just what we want?" Boyan Timur chuckled: "The Zhu family of the Southern Dynasty is also the father of a tiger and the son of a dog. I wonder how his father Zhu Zhanji, a hero, gave birth to such a fool. son?"

Boyan Timur's words made Ye couldn't help but laugh out loud. There was indeed nothing wrong with what he said. The Zhu family was indeed a tiger father and son.

At the beginning, Zhu Zhanji personally conquered Wuliangha, which shocked the northern Xinjiang. But in just the past twenty years, under the leadership of this dog Zhu Qizhen, Ming Dynasty has been worse than the previous year. The all-powerful wolf back then has become a husky.

The Southern Dynasty is what Wala calls the Ming Dynasty. They have always regarded themselves as orthodox in the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and always want to restore the glory of the Great Yuan Dynasty, so they regard themselves as the Northern Dynasty and call the Ming Dynasty the Southern Dynasty.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel proud.

"Nan Chao is just a crumbling house. As long as we kick it from the outside, it will collapse!"

Yes, the Ming Dynasty is a crumbling house. As long as you kick it like this, countless big men with helmets and armor will come over and beat you until you vomit blood and die.

(End of this chapter)