Ying Tianchang Street.

Zhu Shangbing rode a tall horse in the front, his red cloak flew in the wind, his already handsome face became more resolute, and the momentum on his body also changed.

Zhu Rong, who had been by his side, saw it and sighed with a smile on his face.

My family has a child who has just grown up.

This time, the civil officials headed by the emperor's grandson Zhu Yunwen, as well as many uninvited military generals, Zhu Shangbing was in the limelight for a while.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Zhu Shangbing looked sideways at both sides and muttered to himself.

Really.

Many black-clothed people appeared from among the people, and the target was none other than Zhu Shangbing.

Assassination in full view.

This group of people was extremely fast, even far superior to the counter-rebellion army behind Zhu Shangbing.

Fortunately, King Qin and Zhou Xing were on their side, and the three of them worked together to resist the enemy and barely block the next wave of attacks.

But how do you know, quite a few people have reappeared.

Seeing this, Zhu Shangbing couldn't help but sneer, and clenched the horse lance in his hand.

"It seems that there are quite a few people who want me to die."

At least two people arranged this assassination, and the feet of the Son of Heaven were so rampant.

Really daring.

His shoulder was not very much slandered by a hidden weapon, and the Pingchao Army was responsible for evacuating the people to avoid being injured by mistake, and could not help Zhu Shangbing, and the horse lance in his hand was already heavy and now it was even more difficult.

He sighed as he looked at the killer who was getting closer.

Just when he was preparing for nine deaths, a black figure appeared in front of him like the wind, and the one in his hand was the embroidered spring knife.

It's Mao Xiang.

He looked at the people in front of him and said coldly.

"Carving insect skills, and dare to get an axe."

The silver light drove the blood, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground, and blood marks appeared on his pale face, and he attacked and killed the assassin on his own.

Zhu Shangbing's eyes lit up when he saw him behind him, and he couldn't help but sigh.

It is worthy of human slaughter.

But no matter how strong he was, he couldn't stand the crowd, Zhu Shangbing lost interest, he jumped off his horse, stood in the center and glanced coldly at the assassins who were eyeing him, and sneered.

"Ahh

The one who started the fastest had been pierced by the horse lance, and he couldn't suppress the pain and screamed there.

Worst.

The closest one realizes that something is wrong and turns to leave, but it is too late.

The sharp pain in his abdomen and the panicked gaze of the person in front of him told him.

It's completely over.

This is almost a double show between Zhu Shangbing and Mao Xiang, and the blood of the two is like a river.

The frightened people fled to their homes and closed their doors.

Mao Xiang's eyes showed appreciation, and he looked over here with a smile, but he didn't open his mouth and quickly rushed to the palace to explain the matter to Zhu Yuanzhang.

"The old man still cares about me."

Although he didn't come on the surface, he sent Mao Xiang over, otherwise he would at least be seriously injured and bedridden.

Now for the best.

He looked in the direction of the palace, his face was condensed, and the palm of his hand was clutched, and it was an earring.

This earring is a good jade, the most important thing is that this thing is a tribute from Fanbang, even if it is rewarded, it will not be given to ordinary officials, how can there be a dead man, and the woman's appearance is really beautiful, and she may have some dirt with the person behind her.

The only thing he could think of was the palace.

"If you can't go back this time, then let's do it."

Zhu Fan looked at the earrings and sighed helplessly, probably knowing what was going on.

The water is too muddy.

Zhu Shangbing was thoughtful when he heard this, and nodded after a long time.

At this time, Zhu Yunwen led the civil official back, looking embarrassed.

As soon as the assassin appeared, he was taken away by the guards to protect him, and only came out when he saw that he was fine.

"Shang Bing, this matter ......"

Zhu Yunwen wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhu Shangbing.

Don t think about it he knows what the person in front of him is going to say, he is a waste of time, he is in a hurry to enter the palace and has no intention of staying, so he speaks directly.

"His Royal Highness Taisun doesn't need to worry too much."

Zhu Yunwen, who had just ascended to the throne, was afraid of something, he knew very well.

is nothing more than afraid that the person above will change the hexagram and replace this person, Zhu Shangbing has no interest in this matter.

After speaking, he led the army away, leaving only the civil officials and Zhu Yunwen looking at each other.

Several imperial historians expressed their dissatisfaction and loudly reprimanded.

"It's too rude, the old man must join him!"

"There is no king's law, how dare Taisun be so arrogant at present."

……

Listening to the indignant voices around him, Zhu Yunwen frowned and sighed.

After leaving January, I didn't expect Zhu Shangbing to have such a big change.

Seeing him today, he was like an unsheathed sword, with a sharp edge, especially the decisiveness and indifference when killing the assassin, which really surprised Zhu Yunwen.

……

Inside the Fengtian Temple.

Mao Xiang, who was covered in a fishy smell, knelt on the ground and explained the matter to the person above.

But when the latter asked Zhu Shangbing, Mao Xiang unexpectedly said a lot of praise, and even Du Andao couldn't control his expression with a stunned face.

"For the first time in so many years, you are so optimistic about others, why is that?"

Even Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but come over to join in the fun, there are only a handful of people who have praised Mao Xiang for so many years, but he is so special to the stinky boy of the second family.

Could it be that there is really something?

He was just about to ask, but what did he expect......

"The lance is particularly heavy, Your Majesty can go and see it."

The answer is not what is asked, the head of the bull is not the mouth of the horse.

However, it aroused Zhu Yuanzhang's interest, and he wanted to see it.

But I haven't waited to leave......

"Daddy! I am back! ”

Zhu Rong's voice was loud, he walked quickly to the Fengtian Palace, and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with a smile after a nonchalant salute.

Seeing that the one above couldn't help but hide his face, he thought in his heart.

How did Zhu Shangbing come out?

And Zhu Fan didn't think there was anything wrong, and said with a smile that he was galloping on the battlefield to kill the enemy.

How......

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at him, took off his shoes without smiling, and threw them over.

It hit him right in the face, and a roar followed.

"Bastard! In the barracks only know to drink! Just don't we know anything? ”

He didn't settle this account with Zhu Zhang, and this guy sent it to the door.

Underplayed!

In those days, I received a report from the spies, and I almost couldn't control my emotions.

I can't wait to ride my horse to Juyong Pass and beat this bastard.

Seeing that the matter was revealed, Zhu Fan not only did not have a weak heart, but also knelt down and said righteously.

"Dad, my son has been helping your grandson take care of the affairs of the army, otherwise how could he go to the River of Trouble for ten days!"

There is a point in that.

Zhu Shangbing and Ye Sudie'er were in a stalemate for ten days, and he also knew about it.

To be able to fight a good battle, the supply behind is also very important.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang's anger calmed down slightly, and he just wanted to speak.

A figure suddenly appeared in the Fengtian Temple, and without saying a word, he gave Zhu Fan a kick from behind, and scolded angrily in his mouth.

"Pit thief!"

was embarrassed to come to invite credit, Zhu Shangbing listened angrily outside.

He took a few glances at the rest of the matter, and he was embarrassed to say that he had a contribution.

One day, he was drunk and almost burned the grain and grass, and found that he was still drunk and fell inside.

People and food and grass are almost gone.

After listening to his grandson's words, thinking of the last time Zhu Fan made a promise that he would not drink a drop of alcohol, Zhu Yuanzhang took off the other shoe and laughed angrily.

"It's a good drop of wine that doesn't touch Zhu Er, it's just not a son!"