Daming: the Bear Child of the Yongle Family

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"Now they have been fighting guerrilla warfare with us since before, and they have been waiting for opportunities in our shadows."

"Fight and retreat, never take a step forward."

"grandfather!

"Grandpa, they are trying to drag us to death!"

"If you continue to be stubborn, once the grassland enters winter, we will be in trouble!"

Zhu Di frowned and listened to Zhu Zhanji's remarks. After pondering for a while, he shook his head slightly and said,

　　"This battle cannot be retreated!"

"Only hit!"

"The Tartars are now within reach."

"I will not retreat."

Zhu Zhanji watched Zhu Di roar in disbelief,

"grandfather!"

"No!"

"emperor!"

"Are you going to watch, Daming's [-] soldiers bury their lives on this grassland?"

As soon as Zhu Zhanji said this, Zhu Gaoyu immediately turned to look at Zhu Di.

His words are really lethal!

The eldest nephew lost his words.

He is scolding Zhu Di for taking his life in a roundabout way!

really

Zhu Di looked at Zhu Zhanji, who was blushing at the moment, and suddenly became angry.

Just as he raised his hand to reprimand, he felt a bitter taste gushing out of his throat.

"puff--!"

Zhu Di spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood, and then fell on the bed like a broken kite in the terrified eyes of Zhu Gaoyu and Zhu Zhanji. .

Chapter 147

"grandfather!"

Zhu Zhanji was startled when he saw this, and quickly stepped forward to help Zhu Di lie down, and then shouted in a panic,

"Medical officer!"

Zhu Gaoyu hurried forward and picked up the tea cup on the table, and poured the water in the cup towards Zhu Zhanji's face.

Zhu Zhanji was more than half awake by the cold water shock.

He wiped the water off his face, walked to Zhu Xi's side, who was unconscious, with a terrified look on his face, shaking his hand to probe Zhu Xi's breath.

Zhu Di, who was lying on the couch, closed his eyes tightly, his face was pale, and his anger was like a gossamer.

Zhu Zhanji suddenly changed his face, he withdrew his hand tremblingly, and fell to the ground in horror.

After being stunned for a moment, he struggled to stand up from the ground, muttering in despair,

"What about this?"

"Look for a military medical officer, find a military medical officer!"

Zhu Gaoyu waved his hand impatiently,

"To shut up."

"Keep the big tent and don't let anyone in!"

Zhu Gaoyu put down a word viciously, then frowned and walked towards Zhu Di.

Sitting in front of Zhu Di's couch, he raised his hand and took out 14 cloth bags from his sleeve.

Then the cloth bag was opened again, and there were silver needles of different sizes inside.

Zhu Gaoyu quickly untied the placket on Zhu Di's chest, and then quickly pinpointed the acupuncture point for Zhu Di.

Zhu Zhanji didn't expect Zhu Gaoyu to have this skill.

Looking at Zhu Gaoyu's skillful and dazzling technique, he couldn't help but say in disbelief,

"Uncle, when did you learn the art of practicing medicine and acupuncture?"

"Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"

Zhu Gaoyu glanced at Zhu Zhanji, his hands kept moving,

"I learned it yesterday."

what?

Zhu Zhanji's eyes widened.

"You learned it yesterday, and you dare to stab Grandpa with a needle today?"

Zhu Gaoyu said coolly,

"You still have the face to talk about me."

"We don't know who made Dad so angry just now."

Zhu Zhanji scratched his head awkwardly.

Zhu Gaoyu then said coldly,

"If my father had three strengths and two weaknesses, the world would be in chaos."

"When the dispute starts again, I won't protect you."

"Do it yourself."

After Zhu Gaoyu finished speaking, he waved to Zhu Zhanji,

"You go out and watch."

"Don't tell anyone about what happened today."

"Don't let anyone get close to the tent."

"it is good!"

Zhu Zhanji nodded solemnly, and then quickly walked out of the tent.

Seeing Zhu Zhanji leaving, Zhu Gaoyu quickly took out a small bottle from his sleeve, then poured out a pill, raised his hand and fed it to Zhu Di lying on the couch.

This is a quick-acting heart-saving pill prepared by Zhu Gaoyu himself.

In modern times, Zhu Gaoyu's grandmother suffered from a serious heart disease.

In order to take care of his elderly grandma, Zhu Gaoyu always took Suxiao Jiuxin Pill by his side.

It was also because of his grandmother that Zhu Gaoyu went to learn acupuncture in his spare time.

This ancient medicine is backward, even the imperial doctor of the imperial hospital has nothing to do with some emergencies.

Zhu Di's symptoms at the moment are obviously agitated.

After the Northern Expedition began, Zhu Di worked hard day and night. He was already in his twilight years, and he was at the age when half of his feet could be put into the coffin.

Now it has caught up with the extremely useless battle of the Three Gorges Mouth.

Stack these things together.

As a result, Zhu Di didn't come up in one breath, and he fainted directly.

Zhu Gaoyu looked at Zhu Di and shook his head.

First let him live like this, as for the future...

Zhu Gaoyu's eyes flickered slightly, seeing that the time was almost up, he raised his hand to put away the silver needle, and looked at Zhu Di on the couch with an unpredictable expression.

Let's talk about it later!

Zhu Gaoyu put away the silver needle, and Zhu Di, who was lying on the couch, woke up with a dry cough.

Zhu Di managed to open his turbid old eyes, looked at Zhu Gaoyu who was sitting on the side of the slump, and smiled weakly.

"Little brat, father is old, and he fell asleep without paying attention."

Zhu Gaoyu stood up and raised his little hand to tuck the quilt for Zhu Di.

"Dad, you have a good rest, there are sons in the battlefield."

Zhu Di smiled and waved his hand. He raised his hand and tugged at Zhu Gaoyu's sleeve.

"Little brat, there's a fold under Dad's pillow."

"Take him out and hand it over to Taisun for me."

Zhu Gaoyu nodded, and then took out the book.

Zhu Di was lying on the couch with a weak smile and explained,

"The boss's body is dying."