jdhmnovel Chapter 640 It seems your Zhu family is full of oddballs!
Chapter 640 It seems your Zhu family is full of oddballs!
Old Zhu drank with great gusto.
Old Zhu smashed the wine bowl with even greater bravado.
Xu Da, Lan Yu, and the soldiers of the Northern Expedition drank wine together and smashed bowls together.
As the army began its march, the guards of the Prince Consort's residence and the people of Ningyang County started stuffing steamed buns and eggs into the hands of the Northern Expeditionary soldiers.
Yang Shaofeng was completely dumbfounded.
No.
Does Old Deng have some serious illness?
The original plan for the Northern Expedition was to seize as much territory as possible from the Hu Yuan, build more cities on the grasslands, and then gradually strangle the Hu Yuan's living space.
Now look what's happened. You old man, you've had your fill of giving a passionate speech in front of the army, but have you thought about the consequences?
This is already aimed at completely destroying Karakorum and annihilating the Hu Yuan dynasty in one battle!
Ok?
its not right.
Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, Li Wenzhong, Lan Yu, Fu Youde, Feng Sheng, Mu Ying, Tang He—this is an all-star lineup! It's not impossible that they've completely overshadowed Hara and Lin.
Even if it's not completely blown away, at least half of it can be blown away.
The question is, what happens after Yanghara and Karakorum?
It's unlikely that Lao Deng will go after those short, ugly Japanese guys in the east anytime soon.
To the west, the famous lame Timur has just declared himself the successor to the Chagatai Khanate and is busy waging war against the Chagatai Khanate and Khwarazm. He won't be coming to provoke the Ming Dynasty anytime soon.
Needless to say, the vassal states to the south, because of the Ming Dynasty's punishment of Annam for cutting off tribute, Siam, Champa and other vassal states were almost scared out of their wits, and now they are all more obedient than the last.
In other words, once Harah and Lin are secured, the Ming Dynasty can enter a long period of stable development.
This timeframe could be three, five, ten, twenty years, or even longer.
From this perspective, Old Deng's speech wasn't entirely without merit.
The problem is, you damn well blew up Hala and Lin, but what about my Champion Marquis?
Is it really gone just like that?
Yang Shaofeng glanced at a certain son-in-law of the Ma family who was waving to the Northern Expeditionary soldiers and occasionally shouting "May the Great Ming be victorious!" to the passing soldiers.
Ok.
You old man Deng certainly had your fill of giving speeches.
Tens of thousands of soldiers were roused to roar with excitement by you.
Only I no longer need to worry about the Marquis of Champion.
Because there is absolutely no hope for the next few years, or even the next ten or twenty years.
The world where only I am injured is thus achieved, right?
Yang Shaofeng grew angrier the more he thought about it.
What happened to the Champion Marquis?
Did Champion Hou eat your rice?
This title may not be the best, but it's very cool.
Thinking that he might never have the chance to obtain the title of Marquis of Champion again, Yang Shaofeng quietly took a step back.
If you won't give it to me, I'll find a way to get it myself.
If you're so capable, throw me into the imperial prison. I'll just frown. You're no hero!
Just as Yang Shaofeng moved his feet to step back, he heard a soft cough beside him.
Chen Zhong, who usually followed Emperor Zhu, stopped Yang Shaofeng and asked, "Where is Your Highness planning to go?"
Yang Shaofeng's heart sank. He glared at Chen Zhong and retorted, "What? Do I have to report to your husband Chen where I'm going?"
Chen Zhong lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, adopting an attitude of accepting whatever beatings and scoldings he received.
"His Majesty said that I have been staying by the Prince Consort's side these past few days, and so have these guards."
“You can hit me or scold me if you want, but don’t even think about sneaking off to Zunhua.”
As soon as Chen Zhong finished speaking, Yang Shaofeng flew into a rage.
Look, look, is this even human language?
What do you mean by "I can hit or scold you as I please"?
What do you mean by "I, the official, am going to Zunhua in secret"?
Damn it, if Old Deng hadn't sent you guys to follow me, I would have gone to Zunhua openly and legitimately, understand?
Seeing that Chen Zhong and his guards were not giving an inch, Yang Shaofeng paced back and forth twice, then stared at Chen Zhong and asked, "Husband Chen, don't you want to try your luck and be promoted to a high-ranking official?"
Chen Zhong shook her head and replied, "This servant only wants to serve His Majesty well; I don't want to gamble on being immediately granted a title."
Yang Shaofeng snorted coldly and continued to ask, "Then don't you want to be like Cai Lun and have your name go down in history?"
Chen Zhong shook his head again, "If I let you escape, I don't know if I will be remembered in history, but I certainly won't be able to save my life."
Damn it!
That damned eunuch Chen Zhong, how come he's still so stubborn?
Yang Shaofeng's face grew increasingly grim as he stared intently at Chen Zhong and said, "If I want to leave, can you stop me?"
Chen Zhong kept his head down and replied, "This servant could not stop him, nor dared to forcefully stop him, after all, the Prince Consort is of noble birth."
"However, this servant and these guards will risk their lives to stand in front of the Prince Consort."
"If Your Highness insists on going to Zunhua, you'll have to get past us first."
After Chen Zhong said that, Yang Shaofeng immediately lost his spirit.
Yang Shaofeng could disregard Deng's attitude, since with Chairman Ma backing him up, Deng, as the general manager, couldn't cause any trouble.
However, the guards sent by Chen Zhong and Lao Deng were innocent.
We can't just ignore their lives because we want the title of Marquis of Champion.
Yang Shaofeng gave a slight snort and simply returned to Emperor Zhu's side.
Since you, old man, didn't know any better first, then don't blame me for making things difficult for you!
……
Although Yang Shaofeng was very dissatisfied with Emperor Zhu, he also admitted that Emperor Zhu was a ruthless person.
The army of 50,000 would take half a day just to march through in formation, and Zhu Chongba, that old tyrant, stood by the roadside for half a day, shouting "May the Great Ming be victorious!" every now and then to boost morale.
Only after the 50,000-strong army had completely passed and the onlookers had gradually dispersed did Emperor Zhu turn his head and look at Yang Shaofeng, saying, "Were you trying to run away just now?"
Yang Shaofeng rolled his eyes and began to speak sarcastically: "I did want to run away, but my father-in-law anticipated my moves and had already arranged for people to guard against me."
Emperor Zhu glanced around and, seeing that there was no one nearby, slapped Yang Shaofeng on the back of the head, cursing, "You bastard!"
“We know you’re still eyeing the title of Marquis of Champion.”
"But is fighting a war really that simple?"
"On the battlefield, swords and spears have no eyes; can you guarantee you'll come back alive?"
Yang Shaofeng rolled his eyes again and snorted, "Then the Fourth Prince went too."
Emperor Zhu roared, "The fourth prince went because he wasn't after the title of Marquis of Champion; he mainly wanted to learn how to lead troops from Tiande. But you, you scoundrel, can you really stay obediently by Tiande's side?"
Tsk.
Your fourth son doesn't covet the title of Marquis of Champion.
Yes.
He truly had no interest in the title of Marquis of Champion.
Because he always coveted the position of General Who Conquers the North.
He doesn't care about titles or ranks as long as there are battles to fight.
In order to send troops to disrupt Arughtai's territory, Zhu Laosi was willing to speak obsequiously to Zhu Pangpang.
Having personally led five expeditions to the northern deserts, this man is truly a unique figure among emperors throughout history.
No, it seems your Zhu family is full of oddballs.
People who like leading troops into battle, people who like playing with crickets, people who like older nannies, people who like pure love stories, people who like cultivating immortality, people who like taking drugs, people who like doing carpentry—any one of them is an oddball!