"So, although my father was ambushed, there is a high possibility that he can return to Beijing safely?" There were still tears on Sister Xu's face, but her expression had changed to surprise.
"It's not possible, but certain." Zhu Su said with a smile.
"I can think of all the ways. Uncle Xu, a famous general in the world, must have more ways to escape unscathed than me."
"I think Uncle Xu must have successfully retreated into the Great Wall by now. It's just that the battle report hasn't been sent back yet."
"Really?" Xu Miaoyun jumped up happily. Zhu Su couldn't help but laugh. This little girl behaved well and looked like a little lady when she was sad just now. Now she finally shows some of her little girlish attitude.
Perhaps noticing his gaffe, Xu Miaoyun's face turned red. She squatted down slightly and bowed to Zhu Su again: "Thank you, Your Highness, for enlightening me."
"It doesn't matter." Zhu Su waved his hand. He looked at Zhu Di on the side with his peripheral vision, and saw Zhu Di with his head lowered, mumbling something, and still thinking about the three-part attack.
He has completely regarded other people as nothing.
...Zhu Laosi, don't you say something to your future wife...
"Your Highness, please let me say goodbye. My mother is worried about my father day and night. I want to go and ask for leave from the Empress, and go home to tell my mother what I have said." Xu Miaoyun said. The big eyes looking at Zhu Su have regained their vitality.
Zhu Su's well-founded explanation and the confidence in his words made her unconsciously trust the young man's judgment. She has walked out of the haze of her father being shrouded in horse leather, and she can't wait to comfort her mother at home.
"Ah, oh. Okay, then, goodbye." Zhu Su waved to him. Sister Xu bowed again, smiled brightly at Zhu Su, then held up her little skirt and trotted away with brisk steps.
"She is still a little girl after all. Her mentality changes so quickly." Zhu Su laughed again. The little girl had just turned around and no longer cared about playing the role of a young lady.
"As for this other little brat..." Zhu Su turned his head, and Zhu Di was still meditating. He even squatted on the ground and scratched something on the ground with branches.
"Hey, I'm back!" He patted Zhu Di.
"Go, don't interrupt me!" Zhu Laosi slapped Zhu Su's hand away, "Since we can work in groups of three, then four, five, or not..."
Zhu Su looked at the stunned Zhu Laosi and shook his head speechlessly. This guy, his wife has run away, and he is still struggling with three or four things here.
Empress Xu's first impression of Emperor Yongle... must have been terrible.
Ignoring Zhu Laosi who was still talking to himself, Zhu Su looked at the sky and saw that it was already noon. It was time to return to the main hall and endure the afternoon's devastation.
By the way...why did I and Zhu Laosi come to this imperial garden?
"Ah!" A smell of burning finally brought Zhu Di, who was immersed in the deduction, back to his senses. Zhu Su also suddenly remembered something, and the two brothers looked at each other in shock.
“My chicken!!”
…
Facts have proved that Queen Xu may not be able to bring Emperor Yongle back to his senses, who is obsessed with deduce battle formations, but roast chicken can.
It can be judged from this that the temptation of roast chicken to Emperor Yongle was greater than the attraction of Queen Xu to Emperor Yongle.
Therefore: The charm of roast chicken＞Queen Xu
Refining the above derivation process, we get the answer: The chicken is so beautiful.
... Without further ado, in short, the two brothers Zhu Su and Zhu Di still failed to eat the delicious roast chicken. After returning to the main hall, they were baptized by the resentful eyes of their second brother Zhu Fang.
You promised to bring me some. Where is the chicken?
Fortunately, the imperial chef Xu Xingzu did not get into a fight because of the lost chicken. He must have found out who the thief was who sneaked into the imperial dining room, so he chose to leave the matter alone.
Come to think of it, how could two little brats really be able to sneak into such an important place in the palace as the imperial dining room without anyone noticing?
It was just that the guards turned a blind eye.
The days in Dabentang are as boring as ever. Zhu Su has also been attending classes well these days, and he has not made any nonsense like "whispering". He calmed down and waited quietly for the battle report from the north to arrive in Beijing.
As soon as the battle report comes, Lao Zhu will believe in his identity as a time traveler, right?
Once the identity of the time traveler is exposed, are you afraid that you can't control Lao Zhu and make him obediently allow you to drop out of school?
It's just that Zhu Su really underestimated the speed of information dissemination in this era. A few weeks have passed, and there is still no news from Lao Zhu. The fast to worship the heaven mentioned by the eldest brother Zhu Biao came on time. After several days of fasting, Zhu Su's mouth felt dry.
One evening after being bored, Zhu Su fell asleep listening to the Analects of Confucius taught by Master Song on the stage, when Erhu suddenly came in from outside.
"Lord Song. Your Majesty has spoken and announced that His Highness the Fifth Prince will see you at Qianqing Palace."
Old Master Song, who was shaking his head, was stunned when he heard this, while Zhu Su was overjoyed.
coming! finally come!
…
With a creak, the door of Qianqing Palace was closed.
The evening sun shines through the window lattice and unevenly onto the floor tiles in the Qianqing Palace. The dark room made Zhu Su couldn't help but squint his eyes. The servants should have retreated beforehand. There was not even a sound in the huge Qianqing Palace.
"Dad?" Zhu Su saw a mountain-like figure in front of the window.
"Lao Wu." Zhu Yuanzhang turned around and glanced at his son with a complicated expression. "Come here, sit down here."
"Dad, what are you doing?" Zhu Su was a little creepy. Lao Zhu, what's going on? Don't you think that you are a monster and are preparing to kill your relatives out of justice?
He looked at the curtains on both sides with some guilt. Could it be that there are three hundred swordsmen and axes hidden inside, just waiting to break the cup?
"...What are you looking at secretly? Come here!" Seeing Zhu Su looking around with a guilty look on his face, Lao Zhu felt an unknown evil fire coming up again.
"Ah, okay." This is the normal form! Zhu Su was relieved. Who is Lao Zhu if he is not cruel to his son?
Zhu Yuanzhang also sat down. He pointed to the two battle reports on the table: "These two are respectively the frontline battle reports of the Western Route Army and the Central Route Army of the Northern Expedition."
"Fu Youde of the West Route Army fought several battles and captured most of Gansu."
"Although Tiande was ambushed in the middle, he reacted quickly and relied on muskets and step-by-step tactics to fend off Wang Baobao's sudden attack. In that situation, he managed to save most of the main force and retreated safely. Great Wall."
"...Everything is exactly as you said!"
Zhu Su looked at the two battle reports and said nothing. He knew that Lao Zhu must have something more to say.
"...Lao Wu, let me ask you."
"How did you predict the development of the Northern Expedition?"
"Did you come up with it on your own? Or did you have some advice from an expert?"
"This is a national matter. Tell dad the truth."
"No lying!"
Looking at Lao Zhu's serious face, Zhu Su sighed secretly.
Is this cheap old man still unwilling to believe in the existence of time travellers?
"Dad." Zhu Su also sat up straight and declared again with great seriousness.
"The situation of the Northern Expedition was not something I thought up, nor was it someone who advised me."
"I saw it in a history book in my previous life."
"I really am a time traveler who traveled from the future across six hundred and fifty years!"
