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

Chapter 160 Thirty Thousand Veterans
Half a month later, Zheng Zhilong's fleet arrived at Heilonggang again.

The [-] refugees from Shandong and Henan were quickly resettled. After a short rest in Heilong City, they were quickly sent to the banks of Heilongjiang to farm.

Counting with your fingers, plant some corn now, and you can still catch up before the frost.

However, the next boatload of refugees will not be able to farm.

The frost period in the Heilongjiang River Basin is early and the winter is long. The corn will be frozen to death before it matures.

Therefore, the follow-up refugees can only be resettled in mines and cement factories, and still contribute to Daming's "infrastructure".

In addition, Zheng Zhilong also brought [-] "old, weak, sick and disabled".

Ming veteran!

These veterans of the Ming Dynasty were originally veterans of the navy, the southeast coast, and the guards in Fujian and Zhejiang.

In the sixth year of Tianqi, the treasury of the imperial court was empty. In order to reduce the expenditure of money and food, the first emperor issued an edict to abolish a small part of it.

Most of these veterans were born in poverty, and their families had no property. Once they were dismissed, they could only become bandits, bandits and pirates.

Therefore, Zheng Zhilong used dozens of boats of grain to trick them into farming in Pengbao Island, Taiwan.

After receiving Zhu Youjian's secret order to 'beat up Korea', Zheng Zhilong suddenly remembered that he still had such a 'team' in his hands, so he simply sent a boat to bring them all over.

"Long live, do you think these veterans...are they useful?"

Zheng Zhilong stood beside the idiot emperor, whispering, feeling a little uneasy.

Zhu Youjian's thoughts, he can't figure it out.

"They are all good sons of our Daming," Zhu Youjian said softly, "Fei Huang, you, King of Zhenhai, are really my good brother."

"Go and meet them."

Zhu You checked out of the palace, got on his horse, and ran towards a military camp in Black Dragon City with Zheng Zhilong.

He really wanted to see with his own eyes what the veterans of the Ming Dynasty looked like.

It's a pity that Mao Yuanyi, a live bandit, rebelled in the south of the Yangtze River under the order, otherwise, it shouldn't be a big problem to let that kid train an iron army.

Because the emperor was coming, [-] veterans had already been driven out of the barracks and assembled in an open field.

Zhu Youjian did not let the eunuchs, court ladies and Jin Yiwei accompany him.

He knows in his heart that those characters who want to hug each other as soon as they move their buttocks are generally not good guys.

Especially in the eyes of these Ming veterans, the dog emperor is the biggest villain, the leader of all the corrupt officials in the world...

All veterans, in rags.

The youngest is estimated to be over 40 years old.

In addition to living in the environment of sea wind and scorching sun all year round, the skin on everyone's face, arms, and hands is dark and severely chapped.

Especially their hands, because they have been cultivating wasteland and farming on Taiwan's Pengbao Island for several years, are more poignant than the hands of some old farmers.

The horseshoe has got it.

Accompanied by Zhenhai King Zheng Zhilong, Zhu Youjian walked slowly, watching those Ming veterans very carefully.

3 people form three phalanxes.

An indescribable murderous aura began to pervade slowly.

In front of a high platform, Zhu Youjian got off his horse and climbed up slowly.

Turn slowly.

"You are not human!"

Zhu Youjian's first sentence stunned the [-] veterans below.

"Because, you are my Ming Dynasty veterans and the backbone of my Ming Iron Army," the idiot emperor silently activated the 'big deception technique'. With the blessing of the emperor's mind, his voice was not loud, but every veteran could hear clearly. arrive.

"I am your idiot emperor, Zhu Youjian."

"Today, on behalf of the imperial court and the ancestors of my old Zhu family, I want to say to you: I'm sorry!"

While speaking, Zhu Youjian bowed down and made a ninety-degree bow.

Under the high platform, King Zhenhai and the [-] veterans were stunned for a while, and their eyes were moist.

These people, to put it mildly, were soldiers of the former Daming Guards.

To put it bluntly, nowadays, they are just a group of farmers.

A group of Ming soldiers who used to do evil and oppress good people, a group of bandits who once did harm to one party and robbed houses;

A group of rotten meat cut off by an order from the court.

How can such a group of people be able to be the "backbone of the Ming Iron Army"...

"Since I ascended the throne, I have been worrying and sighing all night, unable to sleep at night, and worrying about my Ming Dynasty's internal and external troubles."

"The people suffer, and the frontier soldiers starve."

"What kind of bullshit Daming is this? Standing here, I am ashamed of you, and of Daming's million-mile country."

"So, it's not enough just to say that you have worked hard."

"I, I want to invite you to have a skewer!"

Zheng Zhilong: "..."

The [-] veterans also looked blank.

This Long Live Lord, you speak nicely, why are you so approachable...

But what does it mean to churn?
Soon, they realized what the idiot emperor meant by 'luchuan'.

Isn't it barbecue?

Thirty thousand veterans were disbanded on the spot, and a group of 20 people emptied several warehouses just to make iron bars and wires for barbecue grills.

Fortunately, Xu Guangqi and Song Yingxing were not present, otherwise, they would probably be so painful that they would not be able to sleep.

The book "How Steel Is Made" that Zhu Youjian gave them has only just realized that the reconstruction of some smelting furnaces has not yet been completed, and every iron bar is still a luxury.

However, the idiot emperor made it into a barbecue grill at the order of the idiot?

Zheng Zhilong also had a wry smile and was speechless, so he could only silently stand aside, wait for the chopping of firewood, lighting the fire, cutting the meat, and threading the chopped mutton, beef, venison, etc. with bamboo sticks.

The scene is very grand.

Zhu Youjian asked Jin Yiwei to bring [-] bottles of spirits, proudly, and took the lead to demonstrate to the veterans how to sprinkle seasonings and smear sesame oil from time to time during the barbecue process.

sizzle

In the huge square, the smell of meat was indiscriminate for a while, the blue smoke was billowing, mixed with the strong smell of wine, and even the students of Daming who were busy in the distance were almost crying.

"Long Live Lord likes to treat guests to dinner, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved."

"Hurry up and work, let's go barbecue tonight!"

……

Half an hour later, after a few skewers of meat and half a bottle of wine, the veterans, who were originally miserable, finally showed a long-lost smile on their faces.

and heroic.

Isn't that just fighting?

With such a good emperor, Jiannu Iron Cavalry is a blessing!
Some veterans who were not able to drink enough and were not good at drinking began to wander among the crowd with bottles of wine, completely forgetting that the idiot emperor was not far away.

"We people, who have been soldiers for more than [-] years, the imperial court, the imperial court is sorry for us, and made us homeless with a single order. That **** Emperor Tianqi is not human!"

"Say a fart, eat wine and drink, be careful not to be heard by the idiot emperor, who will chop you into mud."

"Emperor? The emperor is a fart, I am number one in the world..."

A few veterans were so drunk that they didn't know what to say, and even started to "discuss the government and insult the current emperor".

Zheng Zhilong was terrified.

However, he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only pretend that he didn't hear anything, and squatted on the ground, silently cutting and piercing the meat like a door-matched little daughter-in-law...

"Hey, those guys are drunk," Zhu Youjian listened with a smile, not caring about the veteran's complaints.

In the Ming Dynasty, who hasn't scolded the emperor a few words...

"Hey, do you dare to compete with me?" Suddenly, a veteran staggered over with a half bottle of wine in his hand, so drunk that he almost couldn't stand still.

He stared straight at Zhu Youjian with two blood-red eyes, and continued to provoke: "You look like a dog in your clothes, just like the old emperor on the stage.

Come, come, see if Ben will beat you down with one hand! "

Zheng Zhilong got up abruptly, and wanted to sternly stop.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Youjian smiled and waved Zheng Zhilong to continue to barbecue.

"What, itchy skin? Or is it itchy hands?" Zhu Youjian smiled and said to the veteran: "Looking at you, it seems that you have practiced boxing and kicking for a few days.

However, if you want to fight against me, you are not good enough.

If I hit hard, I will beat you to tears. "

Relying on the advantages of strength +13, agility +13, and riding and shooting +14, Zhu Youjian is really not afraid of being singled out by someone.

"fart!"

The old soldier was really drunk, he had long forgotten that the guy in front of him was the Emperor of Ming, he rushed forward with a loud drink.

A fist the size of a bowl hit Zhu Youjian's eye socket straight.

(End of this chapter)