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

Chapter 252 Little boy, what are you looking at?
Taking advantage of the name of "Daxi Emperor Zhang Xianzhong" to start a rebellion, he secretly trained an invincible iron army for the idiot emperor. Only Mao Yuanyi dared to do such a rebellious approach.

Dare to be.

So, the autumn is high and the air is crisp, and the grass grows in September.

Zhang Xianzhong's [-] soldiers and horses swept across the Guanzhong Plain, and in less than [-] days, they broke through seven or eight counties around Xi'an Prefecture.

What Bingfeng pointed at was Xi'an Mansion...

……

"This Mao shaved his head and made a lot of noise, but he didn't bring much prodigal value..."

Listening to Wei Zhongxian's report in a soft voice, Zhu Youjian quietly opened the character panel, and looked at the hundreds of thousands of prodigal points in the account, he just felt very tired.

He was very dissatisfied with this kind of "prodigal plan" that scratched the itch.

"This has created Zhang Xianzhong, the emperor of Daxi, who is about to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor in Xi'an Mansion. How did he get hundreds of thousands of prodigal points?"

Clearly, something went wrong with the prodigal posture.

"Zhongxian, you said that Zhang Xianzhong rebelled in the Xi'an mansion, who should be sent to kill and suppress it?" The idiot emperor rubbed his brows and asked lazily.

"Long live, slave... dare not say." Wei Zhongxian said cautiously.

"Huh? You old eunuch, apart from not being able to mess with Hakka Baba, what else are you afraid of?" Zhu Youjian gave Wei Zhongxian a disgusted look, and suddenly smiled: "Ah, I was wrong, you are Can't do it, not dare to do it."

Wei Zhongxian: "..."

This kind of superficial ridicule by the idiot emperor made Wei Zhongxian secretly happy.

As long as the emperor still remembers beating Wei Zhongxian, it means that he, a great eunuch, still has a place in the emperor's heart.

"Long live, this servant feels that even if a mere Zhang Xianzhong breaks through Xi'an Mansion, it's nothing more than scabies. Lord Long Live doesn't need to worry about it at all. He can suppress it by mobilizing tens of thousands of elite soldiers."

Wei Zhongxian continued to say, "Besides, even if the imperial army successfully wiped out these bandits, it would actually be of no benefit to the imperial court."

Zhu Youjian nodded and silently looked at Wei Zhongxian to show his encouragement.

"Long Live Lord's thoughts... Cough, slaves dare to speak out, against this bandit, the court can pretend to be at a loss, with neither money nor food, and at the same time cannot mobilize an army that can be conquered;

Only in this way, those who are just about to make a move, dare to show up one after another..."

Hearing Wei Zhongxian's 'bad idea', Zhu Youjian thought it was true, and said with a smile: "Based on your old eunuch's thinking, what the court should do at this time is to cry poor and pretend to be weak?"

Wei Zhongxian: "It's roughly the same. Moreover, the imperial court needs to be relentless and helpless. Only in this way, those big fish will be willing to bite the bait."

Zhu Youjian laughed loudly, pointed at Wei Zhongxian's nose and cursed: "You old eunuch, I will call you an old bastard from now on, I don't understand anything about governing the country, so feel free to fiddle with it.

By the way, when will my ten thousand concubines arrive? "

Wei Zhongxian smiled wryly in his heart.

This Long Live Lord, on the surface, looks stupid and stupid, but in his heart he understands like a mirror. He says that he knows nothing about governing the country, but in fact...

"Long live, my servant has already asked the duty officer of the Qintian Supervisor and Ritual Supervisor yesterday that the 26th of the next month will be an auspicious day for the zodiac, good luck and good luck, or not?"

"Okay, do it!"

The idiot emperor made the final decision: "You ministers discuss and deal with such trivial matters as governing the country, fighting and killing. I just want to pamper my ten thousand concubines wholeheartedly."

The corners of Wei Zhongxian's eyes twitched, and he even claimed it was.

Comparing things with goods, you have to throw them away, and people compare them with death. Wei Zhongxian can only lament unceasingly when he sees the lifeless appearance of the idiot emperor.

After sending Wei Zhongxian away, Zhu Youjian once again fell into the "sage state" of being bored and doing nothing.

Nowhere near the itch!

He sighed and said to himself: "How about going out to play?"

However, think about it or forget it, he is the emperor, he went out to play, there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him openly and secretly, it made his scalp numb and his whole body uncomfortable just thinking about it.

"It's still too weak..."

Zhu Youjian stretched his waist, leaned on an arhat bed and closed his eyes to rest.

"Is there something on your mind?"

There was a faint fragrance, but it was Miss Hongliu who walked into the cabin, holding a piece of green bamboo in her hand, but it was Cao Gong who had a flying pigeon passing the letter.

"I wanted to put my mind on Yaoqin, but I was at a loss at that time."

The idiot emperor said with emotion, the two lines of the poem that the bull's head is wrong with the horse's mouth are very smooth.

Miss Hongliu covered her mouth and smiled.

Young Master's "brilliant literary talent", she has learned it for a long time, this kind of random matching skills, it is estimated that it can overwhelm a large number of descendants of Confucian Confucianism in Shandong Province.

"Young master, there is news from Mr. Cao that the leeks in the south of the Yangtze River have begun to grow wildly. Do you want to scrape a layer of land?" Miss Hongliu handed the green bamboo to Zhu Youjian.

Zhu Youjian laughed, opened the bamboo tube casually, took out a roll of silk, gave it to Hongliu after a cursory glance, and said: "You can figure it out, I don't understand, and I don't care, anyway, as long as you don't miss the target, let them go to toss around." .

This Duke Cao is really..."

He lay flat again and stretched out his arms on the arhat bed: "Hongliu, come, talk to me."

Miss Hongliu said with a smile: "Let's forget about it today. During these days, the young master still needs to recharge his energy..."

Zhu Youjian laughed out loud and didn't care.

Isn't it ten thousand concubines?

"By the way, is there any news from Mao Shatou?" Suddenly, Zhu Youjian remembered something and asked with a frown.

"Yes," Miss Hongliu said sternly, "Hong Chengchou organized [-] soldiers to stand in battle, planning to wipe out Zhang Xianzhong, the bandit in the Guanzhong area.

By the way, Mao Yuanyi also sent a message to ask the young master to send him a batch of new firearms, preferably that kind of machine gun..."

Zhu Youjian: "..."

This Mao Yuanyi, how many new firearms have been sent over here and there, even if it is equipped with two or three divisions, it is almost the same?She is also urging for firearms, she is simply my prodigal assistant!
"The Daming Northern Line Railway has not been built yet, and it is inconvenient to transport. In this way, let Song Yingxing send a group of Daming students there to build a few arsenals in the northwest, and let that Mao Shatou figure out a way to get guns.

I don't bother to ask such trivial matters. "

This time, Zhu Youjian was going all out and wanted to be defeated. He didn't even care about whether Mao Yuanyi would support himself, and in the end he had a "dragon-tiger fight"...

'If Mao Yuanyi really wants to rebel, I'll just let him have a good day! '

'This prodigal son is a bit aggrieved. '

"Can't fight, can't do scientific research by myself, the whole thing looks like a waste puppet..."

……

Thinking of this, the idiot emperor's face gradually darkened.

He also wants to do something big.

The problem is, strength does not allow it!

"My lord, why don't you go to the lake to blow some air?" Miss Hongliu looked at Zhu Youjian's ugly face, smiled and comforted her and said, "Mr. Cao has repeatedly told me to pay attention to my master's mood at all times. If you are feeling bored or irritable, it is best Go out to relax, take a walk, and your mood will gradually improve."

Zhu Youjian waved his hand and said, "It's okay, men, there are always a few days in a month when you are in a bad mood, just get used to it."

Red Willow: "..."

"I'm going out to find Jingjing." Zhu Youjian turned over, walked out of the cabin slowly, stepped on a small boat, and leaned towards the shore all the way.

He really wanted to be quiet.

In the more than a year since he took the throne, he has helped the victims of disasters and tried every means to balance the various forces of the court. At the same time, he has spared no effort in production, expansion, stimulating domestic demand, and going all out to develop the technology tree...

In the heart of the idiot emperor, he has even planned to give up the country, and he would rather be a vassal.

Even, a grass bandit.

Following Mao Shatou to rebel is also what he yearns for very much.

If he wanted to lose his fortune, he worked very hard. All he did was to stabilize the basic situation and not collapse. Could it be that he was going the wrong way?
Ran and egg.

This Great Ming Dynasty is really terrible. No matter how advanced the technology is, how advanced the agricultural water conservancy is, even if the Great Ming Firearms sweep the world and dominate the world, in Zhu Youjian's view, it is just letting a pile of shit bloom.

Means nothing.

In the end, isn't it just a gun in the hands of wealthy aristocratic families and corrupt officials who turn around and bully the common people?
"It's better for Mao to shave his head. He has nothing to worry about, and he is dedicated to fighting and rebelling and making troubles..."

Stepping on the north bank, Zhu Youjian wandered around in the capital with nothing to do, sighing, and before he knew it, he came to the former Xinwang Mansion.

Daming Academy.

Standing in front of the not-so-important 'school gate' of the Daming Academy, the idiot emperor looked up at the big gold-plated characters of 'Daming Academy' with both eyes, thinking deeply.

"My calligraphy is not bad, at least I can be a member of the Great Ming Calligraphy Association..."

"Hey, little boy, what are you looking at?"

Suddenly, a dark-faced man came over and stood beside Zhu Youjian, raised his neck, and looked at the four big characters of "Daming Academy" very seriously, still muttering: "Look at what look at you!" ? This character is really ugly, uglier than earthworms crawling."

Zhu Youjian: "..."

Can this black-faced man speak?If you can't speak, just say a few words.

"Do you know calligraphy?" Zhu Youjian asked casually.

"I don't understand," the black-faced man scratched the back of his head and said with a silly smile, "But my wife understands."

Zhu Youjian was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Does your wife understand?"

"That's right, my daughter-in-law once said that she used a mallet between her feet and drew in the mud casually. The words she wrote were ten or a hundred times better than those written by our idiot emperor!"

The black-faced man smiled proudly.

Zhu Youjian sighed, and said: "It seems that your daughter-in-law is either from the Kong family in Shandong, or from the Wang family in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

The black-faced man: "What do you mean? Why can't I understand what you said? My daughter-in-law is neither from the Kong family in Shandong, nor from the Wang family in Jiangsu and Zhejiang... By the way, how about you guess where my daughter-in-law is from?

If you can guess it, you little boy, I will convince you! "

Zhu Youjian: "..."

This reckless guy is simple.

A country woman, how can he guess her origin?It's not like a lady from a great family or a famous family...

"I guess your daughter-in-law is from the northwest side. She is big and thick, with a tiger's back and a lion's head. She is strong in martial arts and ruthless. For a rough guy like you, you will be beaten once every three days, and once every five days!"

Zhu Youjian looked at the black-faced man and said half-jokingly.

Since this rough guy is very rude and still doesn't know how to speak, let's just make a few provocative words to see if he can be irritated.

It's better to fly into a rage and use your hands and feet...

Unexpectedly, the rough man listened to the idiot emperor's words, his eyes stared like copper bells, his big furry mouth opened for a long time, and then he said in amazement: "My lord, can you guess all of this? "

Zhu Youjian was stunned.

Does this work too?
"My daughter-in-law is really a mother-in-law from the northwest, not to mention rough hands and feet. Anyway, living in the depths of the grassland and desert for more than [-] years, even the empress would probably be blown into a pile of camel dung by the wind and sand!"

The black-faced man grinned and said: "Besides, what you say is quite accurate, my little white-faced man, my daughter-in-law comes from a family of martial arts. When she was a girl, she opened a restaurant, opened an inn, and even served as the King of the Mountain;

He is invincible in all martial arts, the tendons on his arms and legs are tougher than the legs of a camel, and the stick makes a loud noise when he hits them, hahaha..."

Zhu Youjian inserted his eyes silently, and took half a step back.

The black-faced man smelled of sweat all over his body, almost worse than those camels in the mule shop...

"You are really lucky to marry such a stubborn woman." Zhu Youjian laughed.

"Of course, since I got married, I have never been bullied by others, hehe." The dark-faced man laughed.

Zhu Youjian didn't say a word.

He could tell that this rough guy was an upright person, and he couldn't hear other people's sarcasm and jokes at all, which made Zhu Youjian feel very comfortable.

Fighting wits and courage with the civil officials Qingliu and military officers and governors of the Manchu Dynasty, the idiot emperor himself felt like an old fox. It was not easy to meet a straightforward person, but he felt quite refreshing.

"Do you know why since I married a wife, others dare not bully me anymore?" the dark-faced man asked with a smile.

"Because your daughter-in-law is so powerful, others are afraid of being beaten by your daughter-in-law." Zhu Youjian said.

"You little boy, don't you have a good brain?" The black-faced man patted Zhu Youjian's shoulder sympathetically, and sighed, "Because others have no chance to beat me..."

Zhu Youjian: "..."

Does this work too?
"By the way, why did you come to the capital?" Zhu Youjian asked suddenly.

"Looking for someone." The dark-faced man smiled awkwardly: "Originally, my wife went to the city with me, but after being dispersed by a group of soldiers near Ximen Street, my wife couldn't find me;
Little boy, do you know where the Prince Xin's Mansion is?

My daughter-in-law said that if you get separated from her in the capital, you can wait for her in the Xinwang Mansion area. "

Zhu Youjian glanced at the black-faced man strangely, and said with a smile: "This is the Prince Xin's Mansion, have you seen it? Aren't those big gilt characters written with the words Xin Wang's Mansion?"

As he spoke, he pointed at the four gold-plated characters of 'Daming Academy' and joked.

"That's not right, Xinwang's Mansion...is three words, this is four words..." The black-faced man calculated carefully with his fingers, then suddenly grinned, and said: "The little white-faced man is nice, he didn't lie to me, it really is here." Xinwangfu.

However, why is there an extra large character in front of the words "Xinwangfu"?
Hey, that's weird..."

Zhu Youjian shook his head, turned around and left.

After spending too long with such a simple and honest person, he worried that his brain would not work well...

……

"Stop, am I letting you go?"

Unexpectedly, just as the idiot emperor was about to turn around and leave, the black-faced man yelled violently, and pressed a big hairy hand on his shoulder.

Zhu Youjian was taken aback.

His current agility, strength, and riding and shooting have already surpassed the average number of times, even if some martial arts masters want to put their claws on his shoulders, it is impossible.

This black-faced man has a problem!

(End of this chapter)