Daming: the Bear Child of the Yongle Family

into the night.

Zhao Wang sat weakly in Zhu Di's tent with his arms drooping.

Zhu Zhanji followed behind Zhu Gaoyu, and as soon as he walked into the tent, he saw King Zhao sitting on the low stool.

King Zhao's hands on the table were trembling uncontrollably. The tiger's mouths on both hands were swollen, and the tiny blood vessels that were about to burst could be faintly seen.

King Zhao's eyes were scarlet, and he glanced at Zhu Gaoyu, the initiator, with a hesitant expression on his face.

Zhu Zhanji was stunned when he saw this, and exclaimed,

"Third uncle, why are you like this?!"

King Zhao rolled his eyes, and said with a bitter face.

"Come and try to chop a hundred catties of pork stuffing!"

Zhu Zhanji scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, but did not dare to speak.

Looking at Zhu Gaoyu, King Zhao gritted his teeth angrily.

This little brat.

If you say let me chop one hundred pounds, it is one hundred pounds.

Not a pound is bad!

He wasted his energy on breastfeeding from morning to noon.

Unexpectedly, this little brat ran to the kitchen at noon in the name of inspection.

Pick something wrong with his minced pork stuffing.

After a while it is said that this unevenly affects the taste.

After a while, he said that this piece of meat was too big, and that an older person like Dad would inevitably gnaw his teeth after eating it.

At that time, Dad was angry and everyone was unlucky.

In this way, this little brat just stared at him all afternoon in the small kitchen.

Seeing that King Zhao chopped the stuffing evenly enough, he was willing to give up.

Zhao Wang is more pitiful.

He was stunned for a whole day with a kitchen knife in both hands, and his eyes were red.

After the chop, he felt that half of his life was lost, so now that he saw Zhu Gaoyu, he really didn't have the strength to sneer again.

Zhu Zhanji looked at the miserable state of King Zhao and shook his head. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through the tent, and then there was a stench.

Everyone in the tent frowned and pinched their noses to look at the door of the tent.

It came in with a sullen look.

King Zhao leaned his head on the low table and frowned weakly.

"Why is it so stinky?"

Han Wang, whose butt had just touched the bench, blushed and said unnaturally,

"Does it stink?"

"Why didn't I smell it."

Zhu Zhanji nodded heavily, then pinched his nose and took Zhu Gaoyu two steps back.

"Smelly!"

The King of Han was displeased and said,

"You little brat, what do you mean?"

"I took a shower several times!"

King Zhao, who was closest to King Han, really didn't have the strength to stand up and sit in another place.

He frowned and squinted at the King of Han, and said, "

"Second!"

"Stop arguing!"

"The room is full of people, and you just came back after brushing the bucket by yourself."

"This stench isn't yours, so could it be ours?!"

"Go out, don't stay here, and take a few more showers."

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand to wave the air in front of him,

"Second brother, please, let's go, you are all marinated by that pile of gong buckets."

"It's okay if you smoke us now, if you smoke our father later."

"I see what you do!"

Han Wang looked at Zhao Wang's disgusting appearance, and he didn't get angry.

It's okay not to mention it, he gets angry when he mentions it.

What do the top soldiers in the Shenji Camp eat every day? !

How can a Gong come out, the taste is still so great!

King Han saw those gong barrels that reeked of stench.

At that time, he was desperate, and almost rushed to the Tartar camp with a knife, and asked the great Tartar Khan to give him a knife and give him a good time!

It's not the worst.

What makes Han Wang feel unbearable the most is.

After brushing off the bucket of Gong that day, the filth was all over his body, even in the crevices of his fingernails.

It was disgusting to him, and when he returned the account, he soaked himself in a wooden bucket for a full hour.

It felt clean at the time.

But when I came out, I still felt that I had a odor on my body, and I couldn't help but feel stunned.

So now that the sore spot was directly stabbed by the king of Zhao, the king of Han directly blackened his face,

"You can still be so loud!"

"I think you're still not tired!"

With that, King Han turned to look at Zhu Gaoyu, who was at the corner with Zhu Zhan, then sneered and said,

"Fourth."

"Your third brother just told me that it's too easy for him to chop a hundred catties of stuffing."

"He still wants to chop it tomorrow."

When King Zhao heard the words, he immediately raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily,

"Second!"

"What are you talking about!"

Saying that, King Zhao, not to be outdone, stood up and shouted at Zhu Gaoyu,

"Fourth."

"Your second brother just told me."

"Just those kung fu buckets from the Shenji Camp are not enough for him to brush in a day!"

"His ability to pick up horse dung at the racecourse still hasn't worked out..."

"He said he wanted to brush the Gong barrels from the Fifth Army Battalion together."

Zhu Gaoyu waved his hand with a smile,

"It's right, it's right, it's all right."

"Tomorrow, the second brother and the third brother will increase the amount!"

"My brother may not be able to do anything else."

"But this kind of thing will definitely satisfy the brothers."

When the King of Zhao and King Han heard the words, the expressions of the two of them changed.

Zhu Zhanji looked at the two uncles with pity and shook his head.

Kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.

They are all a family, so why hurt each other in revenge? !

This is good, neither of these two escaped the clutches of the little uncle in the end!

Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Gaoyu with a complicated expression, and a hint of happiness flashed in his heart.

Ok!

Fortunately, I usually have a good relationship with my uncle.

otherwise...

This time, he must not be tossed to death!

Zhu Zhanji breathed a sigh of relief inwardly, and then glanced at Zhu Gaoyu with a dreadful look on his face, thought for a moment and flattered,

"Uncle, let me show you whether the wontons are ready."

After he finished speaking, he ran out of the tent.

Zhu Gaoyu grinned happily as he looked at the two who were still in the tent.

King Zhao and King Han suddenly felt a chill in their hearts. The two of them looked at each other, stood up in tacit understanding, and walked out of the tent.

Zhu Gaoyu looked at the backs of the two and laughed twice,

"Exactly, it can save two people's dinner."

Zhu Gaoyu turned around and was about to find Zhu Di next door when Fan Zhong hurried in.