What kind of positive effect did it have on the First World War of Tatars?

Everyone knows it, and Zhu Zhanyan is also very clear.

did not follow the Wenchen generals into the palace to wait for the reward, Zhu Zhanyan secretly said to his father and then broke away from the army, and casually found a restaurant and sat down.

He is just a child, and this expedition to the grassland was also set by the old man in a hurry, so he doesn't have any armor, and he always wears regular clothes on weekdays.

It's a lot easier now.

"Eh, did you just go there?"

As soon as Zhu Zhanyan sat down, he heard the chatter of the people around him.

"I'm going, but are you just coming back? How does it take so long? ”

"You don't know? Behind the team, there are the captives captured by our Ming Northern Expedition this time! There's the Tatar Khan Benjamin inside! I waited a little and threw a few rotten leaves at the Benjamin! It's cool! ”

"And what's going on? I knew I would have stayed for a while......"

"Now there is no way, everyone has been taken away, and a person of Benjamin's level must be put in prison, right? We can't see it. ”

"But after all, this time it's really uplifting! The emperor and his old man drove the expedition not to mention that he returned with a great victory, and I heard that he also killed a lot of Mengyuan people! ”

"Hey! You don't know that, do you? I know that our Ming army has built a Beijing temple in the fishing sea! ”

"Wow! Really? You can't talk nonsense! ”

The word Jingguan immediately attracted the ears of most of the people in the restaurant, and the small restaurant, which was barely calm, immediately became noisy.

Zhu Zhanyan shook his head and smiled.

There is really a well-informed one, but this is not a big deal, after all, the matter of building the capital is known to the generals, ordinary soldiers and even people.

Although the soldiers stayed in the fishing sea until the class returned to the court, the people were not, they had to transport supplies and supplies, and it was normal for the news to come out.

"This little brother, what are you laughing at?"

Zhu Zhanyan didn't expect that his small action attracted the attention of the people at the next table.

"Do you think it's unlikely? I also think so, the matter of Zhujingguan is unlikely for us Han people, this has not been done for many years, and this kind of thing is still done more by those Fanbang barbarians. ”

The man seemed to be a familiar person, or he was infected by the atmosphere in the restaurant, and sat next to Zhu Zhanyan with dishes and chopsticks.

Suddenly, Zhu Ling and Zhu Ping's bodies tensed, and their hands had already touched the scabbard under the table.

Zhu Zhanyan smiled and waved his hand: "No, no, I think it's okay." ”

"How many years have we been bullied by the Mengyuan people? Previously, they killed the Ming envoy Guo Ji, not to mention that they also killed many of our Ming soldiers, and all the four princes were killed in battle. ”

"Does the little brother think so too?" It seemed that the reversal came too quickly for him to be a little unable to react, and the man was a little disappointed.

"Although there is some truth in it, I still think it is unlikely......"

"This war, although it is a matter of military generals, but there will still be Wenchen with him, I heard that this time it is the three scholars of Wenyuan Pavilion who are recruiting, how can this kind of thing be possible?"

"Well, I don't know when I'll see ......"

In the middle of speaking, the man slammed a spirit, then smiled awkwardly at Zhu Zhanyan, and returned to his table with the dishes and chopsticks.

There are some things that cannot be said nonsense, and in this era there is no freedom of speech, and talking nonsense is likely to lead to death.

But Zhu Zhanyan didn't mind.

Reaching out and picking up the teacup on the table, Zhu Zhanyan saluted the man with a cup and said, "What the eldest brother said is right, I think so too." ”

The man didn't expect Zhu Zhanyan, a ten-year-old child, to be able to guess what he wanted to say, he was just a talking basket, and he didn't want to set himself on fire, so he pulled Zhu Zhanyan and the child to talk.

I never thought that this kid was smarter than ordinary adults.

Now, the man didn't dare to talk nonsense, but smiled at Zhu Zhanyan awkwardly, picked up his wine glass and responded, and then turned around and stopped looking at Zhu Zhanyan.

Zhu Zhanyan didn't mind, but thought it was interesting.

"Your Highness, do you want to ......?"

Zhu Ling leaned down and asked softly.

His meaning was very simple, although this person's analysis of the situation was wrong, his move to get close to Zhu Zhanyan was a little unusual, and in the eyes of Zhu Ling and others, it was a little too deliberate.

At present, Zhu Zhan Yan is the easiest to attract criticism, and he must be guarded against.

"There's no need." Zhu Zhanyan waved his hand.

"Although this man has a bit of a bookish air, you can tell from the features on his hands and legs that this person is a person who has worked hard all year round."

"Come to think of it, this person is either a fallen scholar or has a bad home environment, otherwise he wouldn't be like a laborer like now, and he doesn't have many insights into current affairs."

"Yes." Zhu Ling lowered his head and did not speak again.

Zhu Zhanyan didn't think too much, he just came with the idea of watching the excitement as an outsider, although he didn't want to blend in, he didn't refuse.

"Come on!" The high-pitched voice of the shopkeeper sounded, and he walked quickly in front of Zhu Zhanyan with two plates.

"Little brother, this is the dog meat and radish mixed with white melon you want, and the lettuce soup will be a little later, don't be impatient."

Zhu Zhanyan nodded, stretched out his hand to signal, Zhu Ling took out a few copper plates from his sleeve and threw them to the shopkeeper.

"Ouch, thank you, little brother!" The shopkeeper is overjoyed.

Although there are not many copper plates, if every customer is like Zhu Zhanyan, then he can get a lot of it a year, and he will naturally wait for it with a smile.

In fact, that kind of small guy who thinks little money is rare, because the early stage of Yongle was actually not a prosperous era, and the natural disasters and rebellions in various places every year made the people's lives not very good.

In such a situation, every extra income is good, how can they dislike it?

"Alright, don't sit still, eat some." Zhu Zhanyan picked up the chopsticks and stretched out towards the plate of radish mixed with white melon.

Radish is radish, white melon is actually cucumber, the people of the Ming Dynasty used to call it white melon, there are also called winter melon, the name is different in various places.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment." Seeing this, Zhu Ling hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Zhu Zhanyao.

Seeing this, Zhu Ping, who was on the side, hurriedly picked up the chopsticks, tried the dishes one by one, and stopped for a while before nodding to Zhu Ling.

"You guys......" Zhu Zhanyan shook his head slightly when he saw this.

These two people really tested the poison, because they were not as good as going out in the Han Palace, or in the Zhuangzi outside the city, and on weekdays, Zhu Zhanyan was served by Zhu Ling himself after tasting the dishes before eating.

But he didn't say anything, picked up his chopsticks, and ate while listening to the chatter of the people around him.