Gou in Daming, I was overheard by Zhu Yuanzhang

All the sergeants feel that everyone's luck is really great!

The sun is too poisonous, the desert is too hot!
Just when everyone couldn't help it, King Wu suddenly discovered that there was an ancient castle ruins in front of him!

It just so happens that there are a lot of supplies stored in the ancient castle!
Most of them are umbrellas!

Just enough to block direct sunlight!
It's not so much everyone's good luck, it's better to say it's Wu Wang Zhu Yunxi's good luck!
Look at this journey, every time you encounter a problem, it is solved by King Wu!
The solution to each problem seems to be dominated by luck.

At this time, Chang Sheng, Lan Shou, and Chang Sen came over with their umbrellas.

Chang Sheng said: "Yunxi, I finally know how these supplies came from!"

Zhu Yunxi was taken aback.

"No way, Second Uncle knows where these supplies come from?"

"Impossible! It was Ping An and Chen Cheng who were at the scene, but the second uncle didn't see it at all."

Zhu Yuanzhang thought to himself, sure enough, this material was not left by Wu Nashili.

Chang Sheng said: "Didn't you, Yunxi, talk about the hunters in the deep mountains and old forests of the Northeast? When they are free, they will store some necessary supplies in caves, under rocks, and on tree branches for emergencies."

"You also said that people often hide things in the desert, especially those who often pass through the desert."

"Second uncle, your guess is very reasonable."

Because he was not on the battlefield, and there were no other soldiers around at this time, Zhu Yunxi directly called out to his second uncle.

Zhu Yuanzhang thought to himself, Chang Sheng, who has no brains, also believes Yunxi's rhetoric?
If there are barbarians who often cross the desert to save things, they only save a few at a time.

How many tens of thousands of parasols are stored here?is it possible?

What is the truth of the matter?
The third grandson's voice has always been vague, what system, what space, which made us confused.

"Hey, I won't explain anything to my second uncle."

"Guess everyone, anyway, you can't suspect me."

"At this moment, it would be nice to have chilled wine."

"Forget it, bear with it, and drink when no one is around."

Zhu Yuanzhang's heart moved, sure enough, what cold beer does Sansun have!
However, the weather is so hot and the temperature is so high, how can there be ice?

It was evening again.

As the sun sets, the desert begins to soften.

This desert looks as if swept by a broom and as beautiful as a bird's feathers.

Who knows that under this beautiful appearance, there are countless dead lives and civilizations that have disappeared forever.

The sun dyed the sky red, and the world was reflected red.

The sky and the desert are integrated, and it is no longer possible to tell where the sky is and where the earth is.

Time to go.

Zhu Yunxi ordered everyone to leave some supplies in the castle and cover them with yellow sand.

Chang Sheng asked why, and Zhu Yunxi said that these supplies could still be used when the army returned victorious.

Wu Bozong followed Xu Huaijin closely to talk.

If it was on the battlefield, Wu Bozong would not be so bold.

After all, on the battlefield, Xu Huaijin has to follow King Wu, because King Wu is the ruler and Xu Huaijin is the military advisor.

Now it is a desert march, which will take at least half a month.

For half a month, Chen Cheng and his envoys, businessmen and Hu people's captives from the Western Regions led by him.

At this time, leading the way is the most important thing, and the military division has basically lost its role.

Except for talking a few words with the wooden man Guqina, Wu Bozong was very lonely at other times.

With Wu Wang, Pingan, Chang Sheng, Mao Yi and others, they are always out of place.

Therefore, Wu Bozong talked to Xu Huaijin if he had anything to do.

Seeing Wu Bozong coming to speak, Xu Huaijin secretly glanced at Zhu Yunxi.

Finding that Zhu Yunxi didn't respond, I felt a little indescribably depressed.

Suddenly, Xu Huaijin and Wu Bozong discussed poetry and songs, and their voices were much higher than usual.

Wu Bozong was very happy.

Finally, I found the value of my existence in this army!
Finally, he showed his strengths in front of Xu Huaijin.

Finally, we found a common topic with Xu Huaijin!

While chatting, Wu Bozong felt that Xu Huaijin had such a tacit understanding with him!
Wu Bozong and Xu Huaijin chatted in full swing, which made Ping An, Chang Sheng and the others extremely unhappy.

Wu Bozong, why do you get so close to Xu Huaijin?

Shouldn't Xu Huaijin be around King Wu?

Xu Huaijin should belong to King Wu!
It's King Wu's woman!

Wu Bozong, what is it? !

Toad wants to eat!

Zhu Yuanzhang approached Zhu Yunxi: "King Wu, this woman Xu Junshi looks upright and kind-hearted, you have to hurry up."

Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to confirm again whether the third grandson was interested in Xu Huaijin.

If the third grandson takes a fancy to Xu Huaijin, then we'll settle him down!

Last year, we had settled down Mu Ying's youngest daughter, Mu Yao, for the third grandson.

The third grandson also has feelings for Mu Yao, but he still doesn't know Mu Yao's true identity.

Now we don't want to decide who should be the big and who should be the small, let the third grandson solve this problem by himself!
As long as the third grandson takes a fancy to Xu Huaijin, we will confess to Mao Yi and warn Wu Bozong to stay away from Xu Huaijin.

Zhu Yunxi laughed: "Old Bi, when you were young, your private life was very messy. I thought you were a proficient at destroying women and flirting with girls, but you turned out to be a love rookie!"

Mao Yi secretly laughed, how could His Majesty go after women? When he was young, he only wanted to fight. He only had a horse girl to accompany him, and he didn't have time to talk about love.

After becoming the emperor, there is no need to talk about it, whoever you like is whoever you like!
Zhu Yuanzhang said: "King Wu, what do you mean?"

Zhu Yunxi grabbed a handful of sand from the ground, held it in his hands, squeezed it tighter and tighter, and the sand fell rustlingly.

"Old Bi, do you see that? Love is like sand in your hand, the tighter you hold it, the faster it will be lost."

Zhu Yuanzhang understood: "Haha, King Wu, on the battlefield, this is called playing hard to get!"

"No, Lao Bi, I just let go and didn't capture, don't get me wrong."

At this time, Chen Cheng came over and said, "King Wu, my subordinate suggests that the troops should speed up. If we can't get out of the desert in time, our food, grass and water may not be able to support us."

Zhu Yunxi said: "Just go at this speed."

Chen Cheng was a little puzzled, and asked, "King Wu, why is this?"

"Marching at night must be slow. If you are not careful, you will fall or roll down from the sand ridge. Many sand bends are empty sand. People are buried in it and cannot be dug out!"

It made sense for Chen Cheng to think about it, so he rushed to the front to lead the way again.

"Actually, it's easy to speed up marching at night."

"Everyone can be tied with a rope. Even if they are buried in the sand, they can be dug out and dragged out along the rope."

"It's just that my goal is not to speed up."

"I want to avoid the abnormal attrition of troops, and at the same time, I want to prolong the time to get out of the desert as much as possible."

Zhu Yuanzhang was very surprised when he heard this, the third grandson didn't want to get out of the desert so soon!
Sansun wants to prolong his stay in the desert!

Does the third grandson have nostalgia for the desert?

Walking in the desert, even if we have umbrellas or something, is far less safe and comfortable than in an oasis.