Chapter 79: Zhu Qizhen, Your Father! Your lord! Your grandfather, your grandfather, is here! (Ask for a commuter pass!!) )

As Ji Boying's voice fell, the atmosphere in the entire main hall of the Drunken Immortal Building was very depressing.

Especially the five incumbent emperors, Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu, Zhu Laosi, Hong Xi Da Fat, and Emperor Xuande.

For them, Zhu Qizhen's series of anti-human operations completely disgraced Da Ming, and they should be nailed to Da Ming's pillar of shame permanently!

Forget about the defeat of Tumubao, you have a little backbone and wipe your neck with a knife?!

The dignified son of tomorrow became a captive of an alien race, and he also called for Wara!

What about the face?! What a shame! Our old Zhu family's face is all lost!

And Emperor Hongxi and Emperor Xuande, they didn't expect that their excessive recuperation, shrinking the northern border, and watching the grassland grow would lead to such serious consequences.

Both of them lowered their heads and reflected on how to adjust the national focus.

When a cup of tea was prepared, they actually sat in place and pondered without moving.

The emperors did not move, the princes naturally did not dare to move, and the five courtiers who were watching could only remain wooden people.

Suddenly, Ji Boying thought of something and looked at Zhu Biao.

"Ah Biao, you don't have to go to this practical observation class, let's go back to the chapter first."

Bang...!

When Zhu Biao heard this, his heart was like a lightning strike.

He stood up, rejection written all over his face.

'Why?' ’

'Why don't you take me...'

'I'm the only one who turned in my homework!' Shouldn't good students be given preferential treatment?! ’

Ji Boying's face was expressionless, but in fact, he was also very helpless in his heart, not that he didn't want to bring Zhu Biao, but that he could only bring one attendant of the Son of Heaven in a time and space.

He took Xu Dana with him, Xu Da's ability to command the Chinese army is definitely the first in the Ming Dynasty, this trip is not only about Zhu Qizhen, but also has to clean up the mess of Tumubao.

"Biao'er, the immortal master decided like this, naturally there is a reason for the immortal master."

"You just listen to the immortal master, and the good student stays to deal with the government."

Lao Zhu spoke.

Zhu Biao's eyes were full of loss, but he could only look sad.

Then, Ji Boying looked at Zhu Laosi.

"You're going to have to change people too."

"You Zhu Neng will go with you to the Civil Fort."

As soon as Ji Boying's words came out, Monk Daoyan suddenly stopped, and grabbed Zhu Laosi's wrist, which seemed to mean that he wanted to change me.

However, this matter is not something that can be decided by his hairless bald head.

Ji Boying glanced at Monk Dao Yan, his mind moved, and when Dafa was opened, Dao Yan's figure disappeared in an instant, replaced by Zhu Neng, who had already pulled half of his pants, and was about to squat in the pit.

'I??? ’

The reaction speed of the famous general is fast, and Zhu Neng lifted his pants with lightning speed.

This generation of fierce men who chased tens of thousands of people with dozens of people back then scared out of cold sweat on his back.

He subconsciously looked at Zhu Laosi beside him, but Zhu Laosi gave him a calm look, to the effect of 'explain later', Zhu Neng took a deep breath, nodded, and silently observed the surroundings.

He had already met Lao Zhu and Ji Boying once in Xiaoling, and he was somewhat mentally prepared.

"Good, everyone's here."

Ji Boying played with the ring ruler in his hand, glanced at everyone, and was about to announce his departure.

That's when it happened.

Knock, knock, knock.

There was three knocks on the door of the main hall.

Lao Zhu gave Xiao Zhu Si a look, Xiao Zhu Si nodded understandingly, patted Yongle Zhu Zhanji's shoulder, and motioned him to go out with him.

Then the two young men walked quickly to the main hall and crossed the threshold.

After a few moments, the two pushed the door open again.

Xiao Zhu Si and Yongle Xiao Zhu, both of them carried one side and walked in with a bundle of human-high cloth bags sweating profusely, and threw them into the middle of the main hall, making a heavy 'bang'.

'What's that?' ’

Ji Boying was stunned, just now he only saw Lao Zhu and Xu Da whispering a few times, and then Xu Da quietly got up and went out, and came back in a few minutes.

Xiao Zhu Si tore open the cloth bag very well, revealing the contents of it, bright and dazzling eighteen kinds of cold weapons, swords, axes, guns, sticks, and halberds, all of which are long and short.

"Brother, let me interrupt."

Lao Zhu stood up and walked to the bag of cold weapons with a black boss posture.

After staring at these weapons in silence for a while, Lao Zhu picked a half-human-high mace from among them, weighed it a few times and felt very satisfied, and carried it on his shoulder.

"Come here, one for each person."

Emperor Taizu spoke, and the other princes of the Son of Heaven naturally stepped forward one after another.

The old Zhu Di is old and not declining, raising his hand is to pick up a horse chopping knife, Zhu Laosi is to hit the iron whip in his hand, and Xiao Zhu Si is to choose a big fish head (knife name), the three Zhu Gaochi body types are placed there, and the ones selected are all small bone hammers.

The three Zhu Zhanji were fathers anyway, and they softened a little, and everyone just took an iron rod.

From Hongwu Lao Zhu to Xuande Zhu Zhanji, these ten great princes of tomorrow have a cold weapon in their hands, and Ji Boying who looks at it has a little numb scalp.

This posture, where is going to class, is obviously going to a group fight.

"Superior, isn't this a little too ruthless?"

Xu Da whispered to Lao Zhu's side.

"Huh."

Lao Zhu sneered, and then looked at Ji Boying.

"Brother, we're ready."

Lao Zhu carried a mace on his shoulder, and between his words, he was murderous.

'Good luck, O Bao Zong. ’

Nodding his head and taking a breath, Ji Boying waved his hand.

"Let's go."

……………………

Orthodox fourteenth year, August thirteenth, night.

Tumu Fort, continuous camp, a small courtyard in the middle of the main house.

"Your Majesty, Huailai City is only twenty miles away from Tumu Fort, the whole army is in a hurry, and it will definitely be able to enter the city before the army catches up, as long as you enter the city, Your Majesty will be safe, and the army will be safe!"

Kwong fell to his knees and shouted hysterically.

As the secretary of the military department, as a person who knows the soldiers, he knows in his heart that this is the last chance!

"Kuang Yu, do you want to give more than 1,000 military quartermasters to Yexian?! Could it be that you are a spy of Wara?! ”

Wang Zhen, who was wrapped in strips of cloth on his face and straddled down, shouted loudly.

Kuang Yu almost turned his back in one breath when he heard the words, staring at Wang Zhen's eyes and wanting to eat people.

And Zhang Fu, the prince of Chengguo, who was standing on the side, remained silent when he should have spoken out the most.

Zhu Qizhen, who was sitting in the main seat, slapped the table suddenly.

"Spread my will, and the army camped in the Tumu Fort, waiting for the baggage."

Zhu Qizhen's face was full of proud smiles, the biggest in the world.

"It's useless for anyone to persuade me today, unless my father crawls out of Jingling."

Bang...!

A thunderclap echoed through the sky above the civil fort.

As if to say: Zhu Qizhen, your father crawled out, your grandfather crawled out, your grandfather crawled out, and your grandfather also crawled out.