Daming: the Bear Child of the Yongle Family

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"you..."

Zhu Gaoyu grinned,

"What are you?"

"What am I?"

"Second brother, do you think you are so talented that it's a waste to do this work?"

Han Wang snorted disdainfully.

Do you still know that you are doing this to be a condescending talent? !

Zhu Gaoyu touched his chin and nodded,

"Let the second brother serve me alone is indeed a talent."

"Then that's not the case, you can brush the buckets of tens of thousands of people in the Shenji camp."

"After all, my second brother is also the one who has picked up a thousand horses and horse dung."

The King of Han stared at Zhu Gaoyu in disbelief.

"So many buckets!"

"You asked me to brush?"

The King of Han sat down on the ground in exasperation, folded his arms and blushed and said negatively,

"I won't go, whoever likes to go will go."

Zhu Gaoyu grinned and looked at Zhu Di,

"Dad, the second brother said that he wants to be a pioneer general. The second brother has such a courage to be the first in the world. I think we should support it."

Zhu Di looked at Han Wang's unpredictable smile,

"Very good."

Han Wang was in a hurry, and quickly knelt down again, looking at Zhu Di, an ugly smile forced out on his face.

Han Wang gritted his teeth and said with a smile,

"I brush!"

"Isn't that the Gong bucket?!"

"What a big deal, I'll brush it!"

"I brush!"

When King Zhao saw Zhu Zhanji shriveled one after another, King of Han couldn't hold back for a while, and sneered.

Han Wang blushed and glared at him.

King Zhao looked at Zhu Gaoyu and rolled his eyes, flatteringly said,

"Fourth, the third brother gave you a lot of things before."

"Look at your current government soldiers, are those Jinyiwei's third brother approved to you in an exceptional manner."

When Zhu Gaoyu heard this, he gave a contemplative look.

"What the third brother said is."

When King Zhao saw this, he nodded proudly and glanced at King Han who was dissatisfied.

Zhu Gaoyu rolled his eyes and thought for a while, and then spoke very casually,

"Oh, it's cold, I want to eat something warm."

Zhao Wang was very aware of current affairs, and rubbed his hands towards Zhu Gaoyu with a pleasing smile.

"What the fourth brother wants to eat, tell the third brother, and the third brother instructs the small kitchen to cook it for you."

Zhu Gaoyu grinned,

"I want ravioli with pork filling."

King Zhao quickly stood up,

"No problem, the third brother will get it for you in a while."

"But I want to eat what third brother made by yourself."

Zhu Gaoyu's harmless childish voice rang again, King Zhao paused, turned his head towards Zhu Gaoyu and smiled awkwardly, then gritted his teeth and said,

"also!"

"The third brother is going to study now."

Zhu Gaoyu looked at Zhao Wang Tianzhendao,

"General Fan told me just now that the soldiers of the Shenji Camp also want to eat."

"I want to eat what the third brother made by himself."

Zhao Wang's face froze, staring at Zhu Gaoyu in disbelief.

You are not mistaken!

There are tens of thousands of generals and soldiers in the Shenji Camp!

Zhu Gaoyu spread his hands,

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"You don't need the third brother to do it."

Zhao Wang breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhu Gaoyu grinned and continued,

"Third brother just chop the pork stuffing."

"Not much, just one hundred and eighty pounds."

One hundred and eighty pounds? !

King Zhao widened his eyes and chopped [-] catties of pork stuffing. Does this little brat want me to die? !

"Fourth brother, you...this..."

"The third brother has never done this job. The meat filling is uneven, which affects the taste."

Zhu Gaoyu smiled indifferently,

"fine."

"Unevenly re-chopped."

"Anyway, Master Yang brought enough baggage this time."

King Zhao still looked reluctant, he looked at Zhu Gaoyu with an embarrassed expression,

"Fourth brother, third brother will discuss with you, look at this..."

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"Third brother, if you continue to grind, then I guess General Fan will tell me tomorrow that the soldiers of the Three Thousand Battalion also want to eat pork-stuffed wontons."

"Fourth brother, this is not the case. Listen to the third brother tell you..."

Zhu Gaoyu turned to look at Zhu Di with a naive face.

"Father, do you think the soldiers of the Fifth Army Camp should also eat wontons the day after tomorrow?"

Zhu Di squinted at King Zhao with an unpredictable expression.

"Yes, when generals in the army act, they must not favor one over the other, and chill the hearts of the generals."

Zhu Gaoyu nodded with a smile, and then looked at King Zhao with a thief.

"I think about which army can't afford it. When I look back, I will let the third brother arrange it."

"Um...and..."

King Zhao was suddenly shocked, and rushed in front of Zhu Gaoyu with a stride, and waved his hand eagerly.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"Stop thinking about it!"

"I chop, I chop!"