"Master Zhu, I'm leaving first." Ma Sanbao looked in this direction, heading towards Prince Yan's Mansion. It was obvious that something big had happened.
After finishing speaking, he strode away without waiting for Zhu Ying to respond.
"What could it be? It couldn't be..."
Zhu Ying had a vague guess in his mind that in the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu, this was the only major event that could happen in original history.
"It's a pity." Zhu Ying sighed.
Not long after Zhu Ying walked back, a burly old man walked over. The old man's face had a weather-beaten look.
At first glance, he looked a bit old, probably in his fifties, but in fact Zhu Ying knew that he was only in his forties.
"My boss, Xuehuayan has delivered everything." The old man said in a deep voice, but his tone was slightly different from Chinese.
"Uncle Zhang, don't worry, I'll go check it out later and see if I can find out what happened to Babaili Express."
Zhu Ying nodded and said casually.
Guesses are guesses, and it’s always better to confirm.
"Yes, boss."
After Uncle Zhang finished speaking, he followed Zhu Ying closely.
His height of over 1.8 meters and his burly figure make others avoid him when they see him.
Uncle Zhang seems to be not much different from the Ming Dynasty people, but in fact he is a Jurchen.
It's just that it has nothing to do with the Manchus in later generations. At present, they are regarded as survivors of the Jin Kingdom.
When the Meng Yuan Dynasty ruled the Central Plains, life was not easy for the Jurchens. It was not until Zhu Yuanzhang established the Ming Dynasty that there was no racial distinction, and they were able to barely survive.
Today's Jurchen clan mainly consists of three major groups: Jianzhou Jurchen, Haixi Jurchen, and Donghai Jurchen.
Uncle Zhang is the Jurchen from the East China Sea, commonly known as the Savage Jurchen.
At the beginning of Zhu Ying's time travel, there was a sign-in system.
The first sign in was a pack of toilet paper, which wasn't bad.
After ten years of signing, there are still a lot of bonuses to some physical fitness, strength, and agility.
There are even snacks such as melon seeds and peanuts to satisfy your cravings, which is really thoughtful.
It was just the firearm drawings and gunpowder formulas that he wanted most, but he found nothing.
However, he was able to intimidate these murderous men because of his powerful personal force.
When walking along the borders and grasslands of the Western Region, one encounters few good people who can build such a large foundation.
Controlling profit-killing weapons like snowflake salt is not something that can be done casually.
The group of Jurchen tribes that accompanied Zhang Bo behind him were the key to Zhu Ying's ability to travel around the world.
Of course, Zhu Ying's subordinates were not only the Jurchens of the East China Sea, but also the Meng people, the Semu people, the Ming people, the Korean people, etc.
Some small forces that could not survive or were conquered by Zhu Ying formed today's hodgepodge.
In Zhu Ying's place, everyone is equal regardless of race and has only one identity, a member of the Qunying Chamber of Commerce.
"My road guide hasn't been completed yet?" Zhu Ying asked with a frown after walking a few steps.
He has been here for a month, and the goods included in the Chamber of Commerce's fleet have basically been sold out.
As for the snowflake salt, under Yao Guangxiao's introduction, we have established an online relationship with Yan Wang Zhu Di, so we will have no worries about sales in the future.
Originally, Zhu Ying had changed his mind and left early, but the Beiping government office blocked his way and refused to handle the matter.
After asking several times, I always gave him various excuses, that is, it was his, and the other subordinates were fine.
"My boss, the officials in the government office haven't even shown their faces recently. Damn it. They have taken so many benefits from us, and now they can't even do this."
After Uncle Zhang finished speaking, he hesitated slightly and then said: "Master, I feel that there must be someone behind the scenes manipulating this matter."
Zhu Ying heard this and said expressionlessly: "Okay, I understand. You still need to go to the government office every day to keep up with this matter. I just want to see how long he can delay it."
"Yes, boss."
Zhu Ying turned his head and glanced in the direction of Prince Yan's Mansion. Of course he could guess that the person who could suppress the Peking Mansion was none other than Prince Yan.
But what is the point of King Yan forcing him to stay in Beiping City?
Even if he is jealous of the snowflake salt in his hand, he should let him go and then send someone to follow him.
This made Zhu Ying feel a little strange.
"No matter what your purpose is, if you want to touch me, it's not that simple."
Zhu Ying is not afraid of King Zhu Di of Yan. With his personal force, it is not difficult to rush out of the city gate, and then his men will respond.
As long as you leave the city of Beiping, the sea will be vast for fish to leap, and the sky will be high for birds to fly.
On the grassland, Zhu Di wanted to catch him, but it was not that simple.
But recently, Zhu Di invited him to his house for dinner every now and then, and his attitude was enthusiastic.
Emotionally speaking, apart from not letting him leave, there was no other action, which made Zhu Ying extremely confused.
He didn't leave by force because Zhu Ying didn't want to be charged with storming the city gate and being wanted.
Although the status of merchants in the Ming Dynasty is underground, in this border area of the Ming Dynasty, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, there is no such thing as so much care, so he still lives a very nourishing life.
at the same time,
In the palace of Prince Yan.
"What!!! My eldest brother is dead? How dare you bully me!"
The King of Yan, Zhu Di, grabbed the chest of the messenger who had sent the message before, like an angry lion, and shouted sternly.
"I don't dare to deceive His Royal Highness King Yan. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince died of illness three days ago. Your Majesty made an urgent trip of 800 miles to summon all of your Highnesses back to the capital to express condolences."
The captured postman was already out of breath, but he was so frightened by Yan King Zhu Di that he started to tremble.
After King Yan Zhu Di confirmed it, he let go of the postman and was filled with sadness. Tears welled up in his eyes. He was deeply saddened and couldn't help but burst into tears:
"Brother! My eldest brother, why did you abandon your brothers and go like this?"
The voice and look were so sad that others felt extremely sad when they heard it.
This is not because Zhu Di was acting, but Zhu Biao's death really hit Zhu Di hard.
Zhu Di's childhood was full of shadows. He was extremely weak due to premature birth. The newly born Zhu Di was not favored by Zhu Yuanzhang.
Because Zhu Yuanzhang was busy with military campaigns, Zhu Di did not even have his own name until he was seven years old. Zhu Yuanzhang almost never saw him, and even if he did, he would treat him as if he did not exist.
Perhaps his only sustenance in childhood was his eldest brother Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao was kind and generous, with a pure personality. He loved his younger brothers very much. This is the only good memory of Zhu Di's childhood.
Even when he grew up, when Zhu Yuanzhang scolded the kings, Zhu Biao would help him.
Perhaps at the earliest, Zhu Di complained about his eldest brother Zhu Biao's exclusive love from his father, but later on, he sincerely admired his eldest brother.
Among the many brothers in the entire palace, only the eldest brother Zhu Biao held the most important position in Zhu Di's heart. Even his younger brother Zhu Xi, who grew up together, could not compare with him.
Yao Guangxiao on the side just lowered his head when he heard the news.
It looked sad, but in fact there was a clear hint of ecstasy in his eyes.
