The wind and sand are very strong, but it is the human heart that is even colder.

The weather is about to enter winter, and if they don't deal with it, they will live in this dilapidated thatched hut, and a large number of people will freeze to death.

"Aren't they afraid that you are all dead and can't explain to the emperor?" Zhu Chen asked rhetorically.

Liu Dahu shook his head: "They can't wait for us to die, and if we die, no one will sue." ”

When Zhu Chen heard this, he sneered.

The imperial court did not settle them well, so that corruption appeared in them, which was a dereliction of duty on the part of the imperial court.

This matter must be handled by the imperial court.

And if he can stand on the side of the disabled soldiers, I believe that the name of Zhu will also be heard in the barracks at that time.

After all, which soldier is not afraid that after he is disabled, the court will not care about him.

In this way, it will naturally weaken the power of the Han king.

Zhu Chen took a deep breath and looked at Liu Dahu: "I'll help you decide this matter." ”

At this time, a majestic voice sounded behind him: "Stinky boy, you yourself are half a pound and eight taels, who is the master?" ”

Zhu Chen turned around and found that it was the old man.

Seeing the old man, Zhu Chen reluctantly smiled and walked closer.

"Old man, tell me honestly, what is your identity? Royalty? Zhu Chen said in a deep voice.

From the events of that night, Zhu Chen had a guess that how could an ordinary handsome man dare to take care of royal affairs, so he was very puzzled about the identity of the old man.

"Hehe, sort of." The old man was not surprised, but laughed.

If the grandson can't guess that he has a good identity, then he is not the grandson.

Zhu Chen was shocked, his breathing suddenly became short, he looked at the old man deadly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He had thought about that possibility.

I thought about it even before.

However, this idea was too terrifying, and Zhu Chen didn't dare to think about it, let alone speculate.

Once the speculation is wrong, it is a great disrespect, and it will be killed in the Ming Dynasty.

But Zhu Chen was so confused, he had been puzzled for so long, he always felt that the identity of the old man was like a fog.

Many times, he doesn't want to ask more, because it is a distrust of the old man.

This feeling has been suppressed in my heart for a long time, and I want to dig out this secret more and more.

Now, the old man is a royal family, so the closer he is to his conjecture.

Zhu Chen took a deep breath, looked at the old man, and suddenly his tone was a little chaotic: "Old man, are you the Emperor Yongle?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Di's eyes froze.

In his deep eyes, he shot a touch of appreciation for his grandson.

Ordinary people don't dare to have this kind of conjecture, but their grandchildren dare to think and can think!

Isn't that a long-term vision?

Zhu Di's thick big hand slapped Zhu Chen's head, and he scolded with a smile: "Emperor Yongle, if the old man is really the emperor, can he walk with you every day?" Talking to you every day? ”

Stinky boy, guess slowly, how can I tell you my identity now, doesn't that pull you into the whirlpool of seizing the heir in advance?

However, when the war of Warat is over, it will be time to tell him.

When Zhu Chen heard this, his face was a little embarrassed.

The old man is with him every day, if he is really the Emperor Yongle, is he so leisurely?

When you become an emperor, there are many trivial matters, even if there is a prince in charge of the country, you have to review the prince's recitals.

It's just that Zhu Chen is still unwilling to give up this conjecture in his heart, because the old man is always a mystery in his heart.

Besides, if it wasn't that kind of identity, then why could it deter King Han, and why could it sit on the city wall? Why is there such a strategy and power?

He looked at the old man suspiciously, and he couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

But it's useless to guess here at the moment, the old man doesn't want to say, no one can force him.

The old man smiled: "What did you promise others just now?" What are you doing here? ”

Speaking of this, Zhu Chen's face sank.

Since the old man is a marshal in the army, then this matter should be reported to the old man.

After that, Zhu Chen beckoned directly to Liu Dahu.

When Liu Dahu saw Zhu Di, his eyes suddenly swelled with disbelief, and he seemed to be a little excited, but it quickly disappeared, and he sneered and said: "The Ming Dynasty is a liar, and this country is not worth defending." ”

How could Zhu Di listen to this, he suddenly became angry, and frowned again: "Say, what's the matter?" ”

Zhu Chen sighed, pulled the old man to a thatched house, pushed open the door, and there were several disabled soldiers lying inside.

Zhu Chen said: "They are the Ming soldiers who retired from the disabled. ”

Only this sentence made Zhu Di's eyes deep.

"According to the rules of the army, if you are disabled, the court will allocate the house, and then report to the military department, and the military department will submit it to the official department.

"What's going on? What about the house? ”

Zhu Chen sighed, took the old man and continued to walk forward, and then pushed open a thatched house, which was also a small space, there was no bed, and it was piled up with some hay, and several people were lying down.

The old man's voice was a little wrong: "These are my Ming soldiers?" ”

Zhu Chen nodded: "Yes." ”

The old man's eyes looked at them.

The eyes of those disabled soldiers suddenly showed a fierce look, even if they broke their legs, they did not forget the fierceness in their bones!

That ruthlessness is even more ruthless than the soldiers in the Beijing camp!

The old man's chest began to rise and fall, and he recognized it.

He recognized it!

This is really the soldiers of his old Zhu family, the soldiers who followed him to Fengtian Jingjing, followed him on the long march to the desert, and guarded the frontier.

Although Zhu Di didn't know what they looked like, he knew that these fierce eyes must be soldiers he had trained!

Only his Zhu Di's soldiers have this kind of ferocity!

Zhu Di looked at them and laughed intermittently: "Damn, you live like this?" ”

The old man laughed angrily.

Damn, my soldiers have fought for the country all their lives, and they live this life? Live in this kind of house?

Guarding the frontier and defending the country, aren't we all doing?

Actually let my soldiers live in thatched huts, who the hell did this?

"By the time the winter comes, won't they all freeze to death?" Zhu Di sneered.

Liu Dahu looked at Zhu Di, with a hint of hatred in his eyes: "Get out, don't fake it here." ”

He had the privilege of meeting Dashuai, so he knew him.

If this commander really cares about them, why don't they take care of them with one more eye, so that they will not suffer this kind of bullying.

Now it's fucking disgusting!

Zhu Di was scolded, and his depression suddenly surged, and he almost kicked it over.

However, Zhu Di actually endured it alive.

He twisted his tiger brain and stared at Liu Dahu: "Brother, tell me the truth!" ”

Zhu Chen looked at Liu Dahu and said in a deep voice: "Push all the thatched houses away for the old man to see!" ”

Liu Dahu glared at Zhu Di fiercely, and then according to Zhu Chen's instructions, he walked over on crutches and pushed the thatched houses away one by one.

Every time he pushed open a room, Liu Dahu roared at the emperor: "Look! ”

"See for yourself, don't you?"

"Open your dog's eyes and take a good look!"

"Don't miss everyone in it, these are all Ming soldiers who have fought with their lives."