Daming Super Daddy

Just as Zhu Song and the others left Wangjiacun, the sound of a big bell came from inside Wangjiacun.

The big bell was placed at the entrance of the village, and it seemed that it was used to call the villagers to a meeting when there was an emergency in the village.

There is a family at the head of the village, that is, the old man's house. Thirty or forty men and women, old and young, filled his small house to the brim.

"Grandpa Wen, why did you ask us to come here?" A rather majestic young man sat in the front and asked the old man.

The name of this young man is Wang Chu. According to the agreement of young people in Wangjia Village, every time young people go to work in other prefectures and counties, there will always be one or two young and middle-aged men left behind in case there are any accidents in the village. A middle-aged man to deal with.

"Xiao Chu, it's like this. I'm calling you all over today..."

Wang Wen told the villagers in detail what happened when he met Zhu Song at the entrance of the village today, and then said: "You are all old people in the village, and the children who went out are all children here. The old man called you here today, I just want to hear your opinion."

"Brother Wen, I think that young master is right. After all, the current Wang Family Village is no longer the original Wang Family Village."

An old man sitting next to Wang Chu was a little chubby, and his eyes were squinted together when he smiled:

"If we only rely on those children to support us, what's the point of us living? Why don't we listen to that son, which can also reduce the burden on the children."

"Seventh brother, what you said is wrong!" Just as the fat old man finished speaking, another silver-haired old woman said: "We have lived here all our lives, so we can't get old, so let's leave here?"

"You can't say that. If the young master's words are not bad, the court should have an imperial decree soon."

Seventh Brother retorted: "It's not like I've been the head of the village for so many years for nothing. Under the imperial decree, it's the sky. You must not disobey it. Otherwise, everyone in the entire Wangjia Village will be arrested."

"Yes, it's disrespectful to resist the order, but you will lose your head."

"At that time, the children outside will also be implicated."

"If you want me to say, let's move!"

Seventh brother's words were like dropping a mine in a calm lake, making the people in the village completely lively.

"Okay, okay, listen to me!" Seeing that the scene was a bit overwhelming, Wang Wen, who was at the front, yelled and patted the table. , "The old man made a decision today, this village, let's move!" (To be continued.)

Chapter 269 Pulling the Prince into the Water

Three days later, King Han's Mansion in Nanjing City.

"My lord, in the early hours of this morning, a soldier from Hanwangzhuang in Yutang village came to report that there was a village chief named Wang Laoqi who was ordered to move to the vicinity of Hanwangzhuang."

Bai Fu stood respectfully in front of Zhu Song and reported to him.

"Oh, they moved?" Zhu Song raised his eyebrows and said.

"Not yet. Although it's a decree, that piece of land is your fief, and you still need to nod!" Bai Fu shook his head and said.

"It was the king who asked them to move." Zhu Song laughed and said, "I thought they would hesitate a bit, but I didn't expect that there are people who understand in Wang's Village."

"Ah, you asked them to move?" Bai Fu said in a daze, "But, what about the imperial decree?"

"I'll talk about this later." Zhu Song waved his hand and said, "Uncle Bai, let people go to Yutang Village, and let the people of Wangjia Village build the village on the northwest side of Hanwangzhuang. The land over there is fertile, It can also be regarded as the compensation that this king gave to the people of Wangjia Village.

Pay it. "

"Yes, I'll make arrangements now!" Bai Fu nodded, turned around and was about to leave the room.

At this moment, Zhu Song seemed to have remembered something, and said, "By the way, Uncle Bai, call Hui Xun and Zhan Ji over here, I have something to tell them to do."

……

Time flies, the construction of Hanwangzhuang is still in full swing, and the construction of the firearms camp has also begun.

In just over two months, in the northern outskirts of Nanjing City, next to the tall Mingyang Mountain for about half a mile, there was a large area of ​​camps surrounded by green bricks.

Far away, in the depths of the dense forest, there are faintly tall things.

He rode his horse into the dense forest, and as he went deeper, that insidious tall thing also appeared in his eyes.

It was a piece of blue brick wall, and there were razor blades the size of a little finger poking on the top of the brick wall. Walking up, there was a barbed wire fence covered with iron thorns.

Zhu Wei, who came here once, couldn't help but said strangely: "Oh, I remember that this place used to be a dense forest? I have hunted here before, how come there is such a large forest now? Blue bricks? Hui Xun, you stink

What is the kid laughing at? "

"Hey, of course I know!" Zhu Huixun was led on the horse by a skilled horseman, with a smug smile on his face, "But I won't tell you!"

"You boy, why are you just like your Uncle Song Huang, who likes to whet people's appetites!" Zhu Wei, who was riding on the horse, shook his head and said indifferently: "If you don't want to talk about it, the king will go and have a look!"

It turned out that since Zhu Song received the news of Wangjiacun's relocation that day, he sent Zhu Huixun and Zhu Zhanji away, and let the two little guys go back to their residence.

The purpose is naturally not because the two little guys are too annoying, but to let them go back home to grind their respective fathers.

Zhu Song didn't want a firearms battalion under his complete control. Although there were three deputy battalion commanders assisting Zhu Song in managing the firearms battalion, he didn't want Zhu Di to be too suspicious of him.

In these years, how many loyal officials and fellow clansmen died under the emperor's hands?He had to guard against it!

Therefore, he wanted to drag Zhu Wei and the prince Zhu Gaochi into the water.

One is Zhu Song's own brother, and the other is his nephew, Ming Renzong who will inherit the throne in the future.

Zhu Song did this to leave a way out for his brother. After all, if there were no accidents in history, Zhu Gaochi's position as emperor would not be lost.

Take advantage of this opportunity, it is better to stand in line quickly!

For two months, Zhu Song instilled in Zhu Wei and Zhu Gaochi the role and importance of gunpowder through two little guys.

After the two had already attached great importance to gunpowder, Zhu Song proposed to go hunting in Zijin Mountain, and invited Zhu Wei and Zhu Gaochi at the same time.

Zhu Wei didn't feel much about Zhu Song's invitation. After all, he was a real brother, and with the arrival of spring, it was considered a spring hunt.

As for Zhu Gaochi, ever since he returned to Tianfu from Beiping Mansion before New Year's Eve, he has been very curious about this uncle whom his father has always favored, or wanted to get close to him.

But even though he had eaten and chatted with him a few times, he always felt that there was only a gap between him and Uncle Songhuang, and he couldn't get close to him.

This time, he was very happy to receive Zhu Song's invitation. He thought it was an opportunity to get close, so he readily agreed.

……

The high blue brick wall covered with razor blades and iron thorns was built by the imperial court according to Zhu Song's request, and the 'firearms battalion' was extremely secret inside.

After the address was selected, it was shown that Wangjia Village moved the village collectively, and then thousands of soldiers entered the dense forest with various tools and wantonly felled trees.

After opening a passage for easy access, it is time to cut down trees and level the land near the foot of Mingyang Mountain.

In the next three days, things were pulled in one after another, such as stoves for blacksmithing, various metal utensils, dozens of carts of firewood, black charcoal, and some new-style artillery.

Since then, the entire camp has been put on guard by the soldiers, almost every three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, even at night.