I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 123 I, I want to establish a sect!
After dismissing Nikan with a few words, Erbeile was taken away by Wei Zhongxian.

Zhu Youjian deliberately instructed that Er Baylor has been drinking too much recently, and his body has been hollowed out, so he can't let him indulge in it anymore, let Wei Zhongxian take good care of Lord Baylor, and "move more muscles and bones".

Amin's face turned pale with a brush.

He had heard long ago that with the methods of the great eunuch Wei Zhongxian, even an iron rod would be as soft as a noodle if passed under his hands once.

However, he never cried out.

Because the Second Belle found out that the Ming Emperor in front of him not only had brain problems, but also was fundamentally a demon in the world...

……

"My lord, there is a man with a beard who forcibly broke into the boat and was taken down. He said that there is an important matter that must be reported to the emperor face to face."

"Do you want to see him?"

Just as Zhu Youjian was about to take a bath, the red lady pushed open the carved door of the cabin and said with a bow.

"Report in person?" Zhu Youjian was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then let him in."

The red lady hesitated to speak, stopped for a breath or two, then turned and went out.

The person who came was a hero, with infinite strength, and he was very skillful with a big iron spine. He should be a martial arts master.

Just now, that man injured several people in a row, if it wasn't for the secret help of Jin Yiwei's masters, he might not be able to take him down.

She was a little worried about Zhu Youjian's safety.

After a while, two Jinyi guards escorted a heavily tied man into the cabin.

"Your Majesty!"

The man's face was full of arrogance, and he refused to kneel. Two guards in Jinyi were about to smash his patella with the back of their knives, but the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian stretched out his hand to stop him.

"That's all, this is a good guy, don't be embarrassed." Zhu Youjian said with a gentle smile: "Untie him."

Without saying a word, the two guards untied the man.

The man looked at him suddenly, he was about 40 to [-] years old, in fact he was only in his twenties, because his face was as black as coal and he had a long beard, so he looked like a middle-aged man.

"Come on, sit down and talk," Zhu Youjian pointed to an embroidered pier beside him, beckoned the man to take a seat, and instructed Jin Yiwei next to him:

"Give the hero dozens of side dishes, and bring a jar of good wine."

A guard in Jinyi bowed and agreed, turned around and walked out of the cabin door.

The other one stood two or three feet behind the man to prevent him from violently injuring others.

"You are today's Long Live Lord?" The man sat down on the embroidered pier carelessly, not afraid of the emperor in front of him.

"Yes, I am Zhu Youjian, the idiot emperor." Zhu Youjian laughed.

The man opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Idiot Emperor, that is the name given to this emperor by officials of the Ming Dynasty and wealthy families. To the common people, this Emperor Chongzhen can be regarded as a benevolent emperor through the ages.

The tiller has his land, and no tax is paid for farming.

It is rumored that it came from the "simply emperor" in front of me...

"I heard that you have an important matter that needs to be reported face to face, can you say it now?" Zhu Youjian said warmly.

The bearded man turned his head, glanced at Jin Yiwei who was staring at him behind him, hesitated, and said, "Long live, the grass people do have something important to report, but..."

Zhu You took a look at Jin Yiwei and said, "Go out first."

The guard in Jinyi hesitated for a moment, bowed and cupped his fists and said, "Follow the order!"

"Okay, now it's just you and me, let's talk."

"Long live, Hakka Baba, is a princess from a small tribe in Beiman. She was sent to our Daming territory since she was a child. Under the deliberate arrangement of several forces, she first became a wet nurse for the late emperor, and then entered the imperial palace.

In addition, more than half of her property is for the sale of salt and iron, grain and firearms to the Northern Man, and she has raised an elite army for the Northern Man..."

Therefore, the bearded man reported to Zhu Youjian the top-secret information that Qian Qianyi and others had discovered.

At the beginning, Zhu Youjian's face was quite solemn, with an indescribably murderous air, which made the temperature of the cabin seem to be a little lower.

But, listening, he smiled.

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder Mr. Cao sent a secret letter, saying that Hakka Baba had a suspicious background, and told me to be wary of that woman, and never let her get close to her easily...

Just kidding, I am the number one prodigal son of Ming Dynasty, is it the kind of emperor brother Zhu Youxiao who likes to eat coarse grains?

"What else does a good man know?" Zhu Youjian asked casually.

"Caomin also heard that behind her, there are shadows of Shanxi merchants, Chu merchants, Huizhou merchants, and Liaoxi generals." The bearded man said in a deep voice, "As for the details, Caomin doesn't know the details."

"It's okay, thank you, hero, for telling me about this." Zhu Youjian said with a smile, "Have the hero not eaten yet? I invite you to eat meat and drink."

The bearded man nodded slightly, and said, "Thank you, Lord Long Live."

"By the way, what's the name of the hero?" Zhu Youjian asked.

"Grassman Liu Zongmin, from Lantian, Shaanxi."

Zhu Youjian was taken aback for a moment, then slowly sat up straight, looked the bearded man up and down, couldn't help laughing, and said, "So it's Hero Liu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The bearded man looked surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Long live, do you know the grassroots?"

"I know, I know too much." Zhu Youjian laughed.

Liu Zongmin: "?"

This man from Qin had a look of astonishment on his face, he couldn't remember at all, when did he meet Lord Long Live...

"Your name is Liu Zongmin, style name Jiexuan. You were born in a poor farming family. Your parents were forced to pay taxes by the Lantian county magistrate at the time, and both died after being sent to death row. You were raised by your uncle."

"You are a blacksmith, and you are quite strong. People in the world call him Blackhead Liu, don't you?"

Liu Zongmin looked Zhu Youjian up and down, his face was quite confused.

But he didn't know that as early as a year ago, his name, Liu Zongmin, was written in a small notebook of the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian.

Zhu Youjian's "Little Book" has four volumes——

A volume of loyal ministers and good generals, and a volume of traitorous officials and trash;
A volume of two ministers;
Rebels Volume [-].

Liu Zongmin was very lucky. In Zhu Youjian's small book, he ranked quite high, almost behind Huang Hu and Zhang Xianzhong.

"General Quan, Marquis Ru, the most powerful general under the command of the intruder Li Dayan, when he tortured the civil servants of the Ming Dynasty in the capital, he was cruel, cramped and skinned, and squeezed out 7000 million taels of silver..."

Gee!

This is simply my prodigal little Fuwa.

"Liu Zongmin, have you ever married a wife and had children?" Zhu Youjian asked with a smile.

"So that Lord Long Live will know that the grass people's family is poor and their parents died early, so they are not yet married." Liu Zongmin replied honestly.

"That's good, I'll make the decision for you, marry a wife first!"

"This man, although he wants to be a hero and has ambitions in all directions, but he doesn't have a family, no wife and children to keep warm on the bed, so it's not a solution."

"Don't worry, I see that women have good eyesight. You can tell at a glance whether they are good at giving birth or not."

Liu Zongmin: "..."

This Long Live God is very kind!
"Long live, I am a grassroots..." Liu Zongmin wanted to say something, but was directly interrupted by Zhu Youjian.

"That's the matter," Zhu Youjian said with a cheerful face and bright eyes, "A hero should look like a hero, how can he be so shabby and desolate?"

"Zhen, I want to create a sect, so that the knights of the world will have a place to fight!"

"The great hero serves the country and the people."

"A chivalrous man, rejuvenate the country with martial arts, and conquer people with virtue!"

"Strengthen the cultivation of the common people, enhance the physique of the common people!"

"Da Ming's plan to strengthen the country with martial arts starts from you, Liu Zongmin, no, from me, let's start!"

Liu Zongmin: "!"

A handsome man with a black face and beard felt his blood boil and his eyes filled with tears. His honest and honest lips trembled and squirmed for a long time, but he didn't say a word.

This Long Live Lord is, very heroic!
(End of this chapter)