Chapter 1335: Ambition From the Enemy

"In the future, there will be camouflage and lurking, as well as various survival drills in the wild."

Fang Xing heard a scream from the edge of the cliff, and gloated, "This is equivalent to knocking off their arrogance. Without arrogance, you can learn with an open mind."

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said helplessly, "I don't even dare, my little brother!"

Although there are safety measures, the fear of going up and down the cliff is still not something everyone can bear.

Fang Xing said with a smile: "You can't go even if you want to. Jia Quanhui will cut off the rope first, and then tie his neck for you to punish. You'd better watch."

Glancing at Shen Shitou over there, Fang Xing asked in a low voice, "What does Your Majesty mean by calling him here? He is skilled?"

Zhu Zhanji said noncommittally: "Wang Fusheng said that this person is down-to-earth, loyal, and skilled. At least you don't have to worry about betrayal if you use him. It's just that there are some minor problems, and sometimes... I don't know the key."

"Out of tune?"

Fang Xing had a headache. Zhu Zhanji's safety is so important, Zhu Di actually got an incomprehensible guy to take Jia Quan's class, dizzy!

"When the black thorns take shape, they will become the enemy's nightmare."

Fang Xing said confidently, when the black thorns are practiced, the equipment will crush all armies in the world today, and the strength is even more different.

"Da Ming will rule the world!"

Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji are yearning, and in the distance, some people are also yearning, yearning for this and that colorful world.

...

Harleigh Kingdom (please forgive me here, I will briefly describe a lot, including the characters...).

Or rather...

On the exotic streets, camels and horses run side by side, those men are strong but not bloated, they are the best fighters!

In a bustling palace, the floor is covered with exquisite woolen carpets, and the embroidery on them makes people unbearable to set foot on.

There are guards on the left and right, standing with their heads held high.

Walking over, in front of you is the throne inlaid with countless gems, and a person is sitting on it.

"What is the most powerful thing about Ming people?"

The man on the throne asked, his voice was calm and generous, this is the image of a king.

A man below smiled and said: "Dear king, the most powerful thing about the Ming people is that they have a large number of people, otherwise the Grand Master would not be afraid. Our Oirat warriors can defeat three Ming soldiers with one person, but the population of the Ming people is endless. The old master is defeated."

"A lot of people?" The man on the throne said slowly, "That's a good place with a lot of slaves."

"Yes, my lord, although there are many Ming people, as long as your country joins hands with us, it will be just cattle and sheep."

"Yeah?"

"It must be that Wala is weak and dare not lie, otherwise the cattle and sheep will die, the pastures will be barren, and the shepherd will become rotten bones."

The man on the throne said reservedly: "Although Wala can give Ming people headaches, to us, they are just like ants. Well, tell me honestly, what is so great about Ming people."

A sharp breath immediately enveloped the person below, he laughed and said: "Respected king, the strength of the Ming people lies in their emperor."

"Emperor Ming?"

"Yes, it is Emperor Ming."

The man on the throne narrowed his eyes, exhaled lightly, and said with a smile: "That's a good thing, our soldiers have rested long enough, and their weapons are slowly rusting. Corrosion. Before that, I want to use the blood of the enemy to wash away the rust."

As soon as the person below heard it, he said seriously: "Your country is invincible across the world, the grand master said it, it's a pity..."

what a pity

He knew, and the man on the throne knew—Timerlane back then, unfortunately, died halfway during the expedition to Daming.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the person below looked regretful, as if he didn't know that he might be thrown to the dogs in the next moment.

After a long time, a voice came from above, very peaceful.

"My people have already arrived in Beiping, if your words are not true..."

...

Black Thorn's foundation is so good that Lao Qi Xin is full of praise.

"My lord, these people were carefully selected back then. Those who are not skilled can do it."

Fang Xing and his group were returning to the city from the West Mountain. On the field, the desolation gradually dissipated, and occasionally greenery could be seen on the ground.

"Yes! The black thorns follow this drill method. Da Ming needs such an elite army to scare the enemy away!"

Zhu Zhanji is also looking forward to it. According to Fang Xing, the Black Thorn will become an army with superb individual ability and invincible team tactics in the future.

Think about it, in the dark night, the enemy camp was quiet, and then the Ming army who broke through various checkpoints suddenly rose up, tsk tsk! That sour.

Zhu Zhanji and Fang Xing broke up outside the city, and he went all the way to the palace.

Walking in the palace, the gazes of those people were no longer so hot, after all Ming Xin's mouth is not enough to make people believe it.

But in the eyes of those with a heart, this is a topic that can be used, so in some corners, there are various versions of the fantasy about the future crown prince.

When he arrived at Zhu Di's place, he looked up at Zhu Zhanji, then pointed to the side, then bowed his head and continued to deal with political affairs.

"The embankment needs to be maintained frequently. Don't be reluctant to spend money. Aren't those prisoners of war still there? It's just to provide some food. Also, watch out for corruption and report it immediately when caught."

Xia Yuanji nodded and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the Ministry of Households has enough money and food at present, it is not too late to repair the embankment, I will go back to prepare immediately, and then cooperate with the Ministry of Industry."

Zhu Di nodded, and made a rare joke: "I used to want to build a palace, but you, Xia Yuanji, just wanted to bump your neck against the wall. How has it changed now?"

Xia Yuanji said solemnly: "Your Majesty, the wealth of the country should not be neglected. I was entrusted by Your Majesty to be in charge of the household department. I deeply feel the great responsibility and dare not slack off."

This is to use Zhu Di's position to block his mouth: I am the Minister of the Ministry of Households you chose, and if you are not responsible, do you want to do it?

Zhu Di had been criticized by him several times and rejected countless times, so he felt helpless when he heard this, so he waved his hand and said, "Go ahead!"

After Xia Yuanji left, Zhu Di took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes and asked, "How is it over there?"

The eunuch waved his hand, and immediately only Zhu Di's grandson and him were left in the hall, and even Huang Yan could only leave resentfully.

Zhu Zhanji saw that everyone was gone before he said: "Grandpa, what Xing Hebo said is true, the black thorns are all elites, if they follow the training method of Jubaoshanwei, it would be a waste of money. So now the black thorns are using him I am practicing the method of training servants."

"Staff?"

Zhu Di thought of Fang Xing's servants, all of whom were very skilled, so he nodded and said, "Well, Fang Xing is well versed in self-protection, so he didn't make up for any of his servants after he died. This is to tell everyone clearly that he has nothing Ambitious, and he doesn't have the capital to seek rebellion. He is a good kid."

Zhu Zhanji's heart trembled, knowing that Zhu Di's sudden deviation from the topic was to remind him.

Creatures like the emperor are always extremely wary of people and forces that threaten their position.

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said: "Xinghebo has no ambitions, but grandson will know how to deal with the relationship between the monarch and his ministers, from the beginning to the end."

Um!

Zhu Di said with satisfaction: "When you grow up, you have to slowly figure out the relationship between the monarch and his ministers. This is the art of the emperor."

Then the grandfather and grandson talked about some political affairs, and then Zhu Zhanji was driven away. Zhu Di asked him to go back and see Hu Shanxiang, and don't let his great-grandson have an accident.

Great grandson?

Zhu Zhanji was a little dizzy when he left the hall.

But I just want a daughter!

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