"Nonsense!" Wang Baobao said angrily: "We are the real Mengyuan people, and our father's name is Sain Chi Tahu, not the so-called man surnamed Wang." ”

"Sainchi?" Decausinated Timur's face was full of doubts.

Seeing this, Wang Baobao sighed, "Okay, this matter is already secret, after so many years, it doesn't hurt to tell you!" ”

Deyin Timur looked at his brother directly, and listened to Wang Baobao: "This Wang Baobao is just my original name, to be precise, this name was given by my uncle, in order to let me better manage those rebellious ministers and thieves."

Our biological father, Sain Chi Dahu, is just an ordinary Mengyuan person, but our mother Buddha is a barbarian clan, but she is a real Mengyuan nobleman.

When my mother had me, she was pregnant out of wedlock, and it was too embarrassing for this to spread out, and my grandfather didn't agree with our father at all.

Later, I don't know how it was rumored that my father was from the Central Plains.

My uncle adopted me, and he gave me the original name of Wang Baobao, which really saved me a lot of trouble.

Before his death, my uncle told me that if one day, Da Yuan died, let me surrender to the Central Plains.

This is also the reason why Zhu Yuanzhang will do everything possible to recruit me.

In his eyes, I am a Central Plains man with Mengyuan blood, understand? ”

Deqi Timur was stupid, "So, our family is a real Mengyuan person?" ”

"Yes, it really can't be true!" Wang Baobao nodded helplessly, "The first emperor knew my identity, so he reused me, but the new emperor didn't know."

Even if I tried to explain it now, no one would testify to me.

A 'Central Plains man with Mengyuan blood' is in charge of Dayuan, do you think he can rest assured? ”

Timur was speechless for a long time, and then said: "Then what if the new emperor is excluded?" ”

"Bear, as long as I am not in charge of the military, honestly, and do not contact with the outside world, after a long time, he will naturally rest assured!" Wang Baobao said.

"What's this called?" Deyin Timur said helplessly: "In this way, both sides of our family are not pleased!" ”

Wang Baobao was silent, how can there be a double law in the world.

If Da Yuan really can't hold on, maybe this identity can save the lives of his younger brothers and sisters, he pinched Timur's neck and looked into his eyes, "Remember, if one day, Guozuo dies and surrenders to the great cause, there is a relationship between Guanyin Nu, you and King Kong Nu will not die, and Zhu Yuanzhang will definitely reuse you." ”

"Big brother, you ......"

"Promise me!" Wang Baobao said in a deep voice.

Deaffeinated Timur took a deep breath, "What about you?" ”

"Da Yuan is here, I'm here, Da Yuan is dead, I'm dead!" Wang Baobao cut the road categorically.

"You want me to be a slave with three surnames?"

"That's called getting lost!" Wang Baobao patted his younger brother on the shoulder, "Always leave a little incense for our family!" ”

Timur was speechless, and his brother's forbearance and grievances moved him.

It's just that he sees it too clearly, and Da Yuan has no hope.

Either retreat from Mobei, or ...... Weakened and finally perished!

But those damned Central Plains people were bent on instigating the emperor to recapture the Central Plains.

As long as they go back, concentrate on development for decades, and let the three Central Plains countries compete for hegemony, one day, they will be inseparable.

At that time, Dayuan took advantage of the void and swept the world, and it will inevitably be able to prosper Dayuan.

He nodded, and turned to leave, but had other thoughts in his mind.

Wang Baobao told the secret that he had been holding back in his heart for many years, and he was also confused for a while, if he had a great cause, it would be okay to say.

But now he doesn't like either.

The future is slim too!

......

In mid-May, Tang Ding came to Zhongdu with hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, as well as land deeds and a large amount of grain.

Zhu Jun personally went out of the city to greet him.

Looking at Tang Ding, Zhu Jun quickly stepped forward and grabbed his hand, "Father-in-law, I can be regarded as waiting for you, as soon as you come, I can train with peace of mind!" ”

Tang Ding smiled bitterly, "Before you came to Fengyang, everything I told you was in vain!" ”

Zhu Jun snorted, diverted the topic, and looked at the endless team behind him, "Those are all money and grain allocated by the imperial court, right?" ”

Tang Ding saw that Zhu Jun didn't answer, and sighed, "Yes, you can find someone to move by yourself!" ”

immediately handed over the accounts to Zhu Jun and asked him to reconcile them himself.

Zhu Jun beckoned, and the people of the Vermilion Bird Army rushed over happily and pulled the money, silver and grain into the city.

Tang Ding entered the city, looking at the neat and prosperous streets, his eyes also changed, Fengyang didn't know how much better than before he left.

If you look closely, there are no beggars in the streets, and the roads are no longer muddy, as if they were paved with a single stone slab.

"You paved this road?"

"Yes, I paved it, in a few days, the whole city road can be completed, the next step is to extend outward!" Zhu Jun said.

"How much does this cost?" He stomped his feet, his feet aching, "On the way here, I see that the ground has been tamped and widened a lot, you won't want to build such a road, right?" ”

"Yes, no matter how much money you spend, you have to repair it!"

"Didn't you say that the flood in Fengyang was serious before, why didn't I see any traces?!"

"The embankment has been repaired, of course you can't see the flood, now there are nearly 50,000 people reinforcing the embankment, 20,000 people combing the tributary rivers, and after the flood control period, next year at the latest, I will definitely be able to tame the Huai River section!"

For more than a month, Zhu Jun has coordinated the disaster response center, and nearly 80,000 people have been working every day, first using sacks of sand to stabilize the embankment.

At this stage, the cement production is not high, and when the cement production comes up, he will build a dam in both halves of the Huai River, and there will be no risk of dam failure for decades.

This is also thanks to the craftsmen he recruited last year, and sent all the black technologies he knew to study them.

The use of Sanhe soil in the great cause is already very mature, and there are many uses of lime, so it is not difficult to fire cement.

It's just that the strength is not as strong as that of later generations, but it is enough, and he still has enough time to develop stronger cement.

This is the advantage of being familiar with modern history, he may not be able to say all about the cement formula, but it is still okay to say seven, seven, seven, seven, eight.

As long as the general direction is okay, the next thing to do is continuous trial and error.

It's always going to work.

When the flood control period is over and the cement has been hoarded for a certain amount, the embankment can be built!

Tang Ding nodded, looking at Zhu Jun's posture, he had the style of forever curing the flood, "The silver you were given, received?" ”

"Roger!" Zhu Jun grinned, "Thank you, Master Yue, for supporting my son-in-law's work!" ”

Tang Ding pouted, "Tell me the truth, is it a trick from His Majesty?" ”

"Huh? I don't make it! Zhu Jun blinked, very innocent, "Or, you go and ask my father?" ”