Ming Dynasty: The ghost betrays the Confucian sage, my son Zhu Yuanzhang

Chapter 74 The princes compete with the generals’ sons!

As night falls, the banks of the Qinhuai River are ablaze with lights.

Above the Feiyan Tower, the glazed tiles shimmered under the moonlight. The candlelight in the building shone through the exquisite window lattice and onto the sparkling river, swaying gently with the water waves.

The air is filled with the faint fragrance of powder, arousing people's endless reverie.

The melodious sound of silk and bamboo is accompanied by the silver bell-like laughter and melodious singing of the women, and the melodious sound is endless.

Top floor room.

The curtains swayed slightly in the wind, a wisp of incense swirled up from the incense burner, and the faint fragrance floated.

Zhao Xuanzhen, who was only wearing obscene clothes, was lying on the soft couch on her side, with a graceful and proud figure, her black hair scattered like a waterfall, and under her slender neck, her skin was as white as condensed white jade.

A pair of snow-white long legs are stacked on top of each other. Even though she is lying on her side, she exudes a queenly aura.

Crunch!

The door was pushed open and Ao Gu walked in.

"Your Highness, Concubine Weng was sentenced to death by Emperor Zhu." She went straight to Zhao Xuanzhen's side.

Zhao Xuanzhen sat up slowly, her silky hair hanging down to her waist, and her beautiful eyes moved slightly: "She deserves to die."

"Nai'er Buhua didn't seem to be suspected, and Emperor Zhu even rewarded him." Ao Gu sat down next to Zhao Xuanzhen.

She was wearing a long skirt, but the cool gauze could not hide the delicate skin.

"Your Highness, we haven't slept together for a long time." She suddenly put her arms around Zhao Xuanzhen's slim waist.

"Yes, when we practiced together, we were often together." Zhao Xuanzhen reached out and held her delicate face, "In a blink of an eye, you have grown so big."

Once upon a time, she followed her master, Grand Master Dayuan, to practice in a shaman holy land.

At that time, Ao Gu, who was the apprentice of the great shaman, was still young and always followed her.

"Your Highness, are you lonely here alone in the capital?" Ao Gu suddenly came closer.

Zhao Xuanzhen's cheeks flushed slightly, and she gently turned her head away, avoiding Ao Gu's sight.

……

On the bank of Xuanwu Lake, the main altar of the Beggar Clan.

Fourth Master Zhu was drinking with his brothers from the Beggar Clan.

During this period, the Beggar Clan was flourishing and was obviously the largest dark force in the capital.

In the yard, a bonfire is blazing.

The group of heroes sat around the fire, drinking from large bowls and eating meat in a lively atmosphere.

"Brothers, come on, let's do it!" Fourth Master Zhu raised his wine bowl.

He picked up the wine bowl and raised his head to drink. The wine flowed down the corner of his mouth and dripped on his clothes, but he didn't care. Instead, he looked more bold and uninhibited.

Under the moonlight, his long silver-white hair was particularly dazzling. He was tall and tall, with a six-foot-long sword hanging from his waist. He looked very majestic.

Zhang Dingbian sat next to him, drank a bowl of wine and said, "Gang leader, we still haven't found Wei Wenjin. Could it be that he escaped from the city?"

"Hmph, even Jin Yiwei has lost track of him."

Fourth Master Zhu snorted coldly, frowned and thought for a moment, "I have a hunch that he is still in the capital. He is probably hidden by the people behind Qianjintai. He may be holding back some big moves to deal with me."

"Gang leader, they are hiding now, and we are hiding." Zhang Dingbian was worried, "You must pay attention to your safety recently."

"What are you afraid of?" Fourth Master Zhu raised the wine bowl, "If they dare to come, I will bury them."

"Hahaha, I understand. Now that you've come, let's make peace with it." Zhang Dingbian laughed.

Fourth Master Zhu didn't take Wei Wenjin seriously, he was more concerned about building a treasure ship.

He told Zhang Ding what kind of treasure ship he wanted.

It is forty-four feet long and eighteen feet wide, and must be equipped with artillery. In addition to treasure ships, there are also grain ships, water ships, horse ships, sailing ships, and war ships.

"Gang leader, this scale is beyond our current financial resources," Zhang Ding said.

"That's right." Fourth Master Zhu frowned.

During the Yongle period, Zheng He's voyages to the West were supported by the power of a country.

However, he was not in a hurry.

Going overseas is just one of the options.

……

Three days later, there was a martial arts performance in the palace.

The competition between the princes and the generals' sons began.

The crown prince Zhu Biao, dressed in fine attire, stood side by side with his three brothers Zhu Xi, Zhu Fan, and Zhu Di, looking like a rainbow.

Opposite them, the sons of Tang Ding, Chang Mao, Chang Sheng, Li Jinglong and other generals were also waiting for them.

"Hey, these brats are very powerful."

Zhu Yuanzhang stood on the edge of the martial arts arena, his eyes sweeping across the arena, his eyes full of relief. He looked at these young juniors as if he saw the hope of Ming Dynasty's future.

Beside him, Tang He, Chang Yuchun, Li Wenzhong and other generals were also paying attention to their son's performance. Although they remained calm on the surface, they were full of expectations in their hearts.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a distinguished status, so why don't you come on stage?" Li Wenzhong said worriedly.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand indifferently: "He is also our son and should be tested like everyone else."

Hearing this, Chang Yuchun rolled his eyes at Zhu Yuanzhang helplessly: "Brother, isn't it obvious that you are playing dirty tricks? Your Highness, the Crown Prince, comes on stage. How dare those brats in our family take action?"

Zhu Yuanzhang glared at Chang Yuchun and said angrily: "Hey, Boren, don't do this. We decree that you don't have to hold back on the prince. These little brats must go through some training if they want to grow up. "

Tang He also echoed: "Your Majesty is right. Which one of us has not come through mountains of swords and seas of fire? These little brats are much better than us at that time, and have not suffered much. It is also for their own good to let them suffer a little." "

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and nodded.

He waved his hand violently, signaling the start of the contest.

……

The first contest was between Tang Ding, the son of Tang He, and Zhu Biao, the prince. Tang Ding, who is two years older than Zhu Biao, grew up in the army and followed his father on expeditions. He naturally exudes a strong killing spirit and is full of fighting spirit.

Before the fight started, Tang Ding clasped his fists and said boldly: "Your Highness, I will definitely knock you down within ten moves."

Show confidence in your words.

When Zhu Biao heard this, he just smiled slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, and responded easily: "Come and fight."

Following the order, Tang Ding punched and attacked fiercely, intending to fight quickly. In his mind, Prince Zhu Biao has always been known for being gentle and elegant. He is a scholar, and his martial arts skills must not be high.

However, the reality was beyond his expectation. Zhu Biao was agile and precise in his moves, and the fight with him was inseparable. The situation was very tense for a time.

"Huh? It seems that His Highness the Crown Prince has learned many unique skills from the Ouchi guards." Chang Yuchun watched the battle from the side and couldn't help but admire.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked proud and said with a smile: "Haha, he is just lazy, but Master Ouchi once said that he has some talent."

Li Wenzhong stared at the field, not missing a single detail: "However, after all, Tang Ding has experienced actual combat and has richer combat experience. Although His Highness the Crown Prince performed well, it is estimated that it will be difficult for him to persist for more than thirty moves."

Sure enough, as Li Wenzhong expected, after thirty moves, Tang Ding caught a flaw in Zhu Biao's and knocked him to the ground.

Zhu Biao quickly got up, with no trace of despair on his face, and clasped his hands in his fists: "I have lost."

Tang Ding also put away his previous contempt and responded with a respectful expression: "Your Highness accepts the concession. You lost because of your lack of experience in fighting the enemy. In time, you will definitely be able to surpass me."

Zhu Di saw that Zhu Biao had lost and couldn't bear it anymore.

　Is there a monthly pass? Throw it in my face!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)