Yongle Dynasty.
The army is hunting with banners and flags, and its appearance is solemn.
The emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji, who always liked to drink and chat with middle- and low-level officers, had not appeared in front of the soldiers for a long time.
At this moment, he was lying on the carriage, quietly recuperating, feeling a little excited, a little depressed, and even a little scared.
When Grandpa Huang brutally beat himself, Zhu Zhanji fully understood everything.
He will become an emperor in the future, but it seems that his wife is not doing well and his son is not doing well either.
He was excited because he would become the emperor in the future and his second uncle failed; he was depressed because the beating he received this time was an unforeseen disaster and he did not know about the future; he was afraid because... he was worried about the Sun family and Zhu Qi. The eldest son of the town will affect his image in the eyes of the emperor and make the emperor change his history.
"My surname is Sun, my son's name is Qi Zhen..."
Zhu Zhanji has firmly memorized these two names.
Although in history, Zhu Zhanji was fascinated by the Sun family and even wanted to depose Empress Hu who had made no mistakes for her, but for the current Zhu Zhanji...who is this Sun family? Don’t know him yet.
As for Zhu Qizhen?
hehe……
Zhu Zhanji now wants to kill these two women.
Lust is a temporary pleasure, power is the foundation of eternity!
"Grandson, Your Majesty will let you pass."
Suddenly, a voice from Fan Zhong came from outside the carriage.
Fan Zhong and Zhu Zhanji were similar in age and were quite familiar with each other in the military.
After hearing Fan Zhong's words, Zhu Zhanji immediately leaned out of the carriage, holding on to his extremely painful body.
He wanted to ask Fan Zhong about his current situation, but Fan Zhong had a serious expression and there were many eyes and ears around him. The precocious Zhu Zhanji immediately understood what was going on. After taking a deep breath, he pretended to be unscathed and said to Fan Zhong: " Guard Fan, please take me to see Grandpa Huang."
"yes!"
Under the leadership of Fan Zhong, Zhu Zhanji quickly arrived in front of Zhu Di's military tent.
After arriving at Zhu Di's military tent, Zhu Zhanji was shocked to find that there were seven or eight people outside Zhu Di's tent. They were all dressed in tiles, and they were all young men. The younger ones were six or seven years old, and the older ones could not live longer than twenty. .
They all have one characteristic in common.
Their names are all called Yexian.
Ye Xian is a very common name in Wala, and its Chinese translation means 'peace'.
And when they heard that the Ming Emperor was looking for an attendant named "Yexian", the Wala nobles who surrendered after defeat naturally wanted to attach themselves to the Ming Dynasty, so they sent all the "Yexian" among the nobles who were of suitable age.
Although Zhu Zhanji didn't know what happened, seeing this scene, he could vaguely guess that this guy named 'Ye Xian' would be the great enemy of the Ming Dynasty in the future.
"Where is the grandson of Mahamu and the son of Tuohuan?"
Suddenly, a dignified and elegant guard stepped out of the military tent and shouted loudly at these people.
After hearing these words, a little kid wearing a brocade robe, only six or seven years old, had a flash of wisdom in his eyes. He was about to speak, but suddenly thought of something, and retreated for a while, wanting to let the other person talk to him. When his children, who were almost the same age, stepped forward to recognize him, they saw a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old pointing at him and shouting: "Report to the angel of heaven, he is the grandson of the sinner Mahamu!"
After hearing the young man's voice, the Jin Yiwei immediately locked his eyes on Zhen Yexian, and then said sharply without hesitation: "You are the first to call me? Your Majesty has ordered, kill him!"
Then, without any hesitation, the Jinyi guard grabbed him out, roughly took him out of the camp, and beheaded him in public!
Don't give him any chance to react!
This is the order of the Ming Emperor!
Seeing this scene, the other young Wala nobles looked at each other with great fear.
We all call first!
The Ming Emperor wouldn't kill them all together, right?
Before they could react, they saw an eunuch accompanying the army carrying an imperial edict and shouting loudly: "Your Majesty has decreed that all the followers of Wala can be incorporated into the three thousand battalions to serve as the emperor's guards. Your Majesty, when you return to Wala in a few years, you should bow your head and submit to me, and do not make any mistakes!"
The others heard the words first and couldn't help but be stunned. Then they were beaming with joy and bowed their heads to Emperor Yongle in the military tent, shouting loudly: "Long live the Ming Emperor!"
They knew very well what the Ming Emperor meant.
When they return from the Ming Dynasty, they will be able to become the leaders of Oara with the support of the Ming Dynasty!
After hearing this news, if Mahamu's grandson dies, just die, it has nothing to do with them.
What an honor it is to be the dog of Ming Dynasty!
Zhu Zhanji watched carefully from the side and immediately understood Grandpa Huang's comfort strategy, and then entered the tent from the side.
Inside the tent, Zhu Di was wearing a military uniform and was sitting on the throne with a gloomy expression. When he saw Zhu Zhanji entering the tent, he didn't say anything. He just nodded and then said with a gloomy face: "Grandson, I will lead my troops to go with you to the future generations later, to the era when your son was in power."
Hearing Zhu Di's voice, Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but feel shaken. His original uneasiness immediately dissipated, and he respectfully said to Zhu Di: "Grandpa Huang, your grandson must..."
"Okay, stop talking so much nonsense."
Zhu Di had a gloomy face and opened his mouth: "I want you to see what your future wife and children will look like. Pay more attention and don't make the same mistake again!"
Although I know about the ridiculous son of this good saint grandson, whether I want to abolish him or not... I still have to go back and read the history books and analyze it calmly.
After that, Zhu Di no longer paid attention to Zhu Zhanji, but looked at the commander of the Jinyi Guards on the side, and said: "Ji Gang, Fan Zhong, are the troops ready?"
Ji Gang respectfully held up his hands and said: "Your Majesty, the five thousand brave soldiers selected from the military camp have completed their formation and are ready to go. According to your instructions, there are still 25,000 soldiers stationed in place. , you can call me at any time if you need me."
Zhu Di nodded.
This time, unlike the Chongzhen Dynasty, the Jingtai Dynasty was relatively safe. There was no chaos. The biggest opponent was the thousand cronies brought by Shi Heng, who could only gather three or four thousand people at most.
Each of the four emperors gathered a few thousand people at random, and together they had twenty or thirty thousand people.
Even if Yu Qian wants to rebel and storms the Forbidden City with ten regiments of soldiers, they can still be confident of quelling it.
After all, the Jingtai Dynasty and the Yongle Dynasty were separated by less than thirty years.
There are still a large number of officials who recognize him as Emperor Taizong!
Zhu Di is full of confidence.
And Zhu Zhanji was also full of excitement.
Under such circumstances, Zhu Di took a deep breath, then looked at the pop-up window that had always been in front of him, and started operating without hesitation.
[I received a request for military assistance from the group member 'Emperor Jingtai Zhu Qiyu'. Do you accept this assistance? 】
[If you agree, you will get 2 group points. 】
"agree."
Immediately afterwards, a modeling diagram similar to a 3D picture appeared in front of Zhu Di. After Zhu Di selected the elite soldiers with ease, he said coldly:
"Teleport!"
