my brother-in-law is the prince

Zhu Gaochi felt guilty.

He felt that he stepped forward only to be hammered.

In his life, he has rarely fought fiercely with others.

But since he was called at this time, he still stepped forward.

It's not because of his personality, it's just that for him, he can't stand being looked down upon.

Of course, this is also related to the several months of tempering in the model camp and being infected by the atmosphere of the model camp.

Here, under strict discipline, young people also have a brave and brave side. Zhu Gaochi's temperament may be completely different from them, but as time goes on, he is unwilling to live in a situation where he is always cared for and cared for.

He stepped out and looked ahead.

Standing in front of him was precisely Uzhig who had come out of the big tent.

The two stood still.

Inside the big tent, Zhu Di looked out of the tent from a distance, but saw that Wuzhige caught the right man, who was an exceptionally powerful man.

It's just that from this distance, he couldn't see his face clearly, so he couldn't help but glance at Zhang Anshi.

Although Zhang Anshi was a little far away, he couldn't see who the burly bear-like person was in the distance.

But after all, he had only met his brother-in-law not long ago, so he immediately understood who this person was just by looking at his figure.

All of a sudden, Zhang Anshi suddenly felt that his whole body was not good, and he felt his neck was chilly.

I just wanted to scold Zhu Yong for being ignorant, but he actually called out his brother-in-law.

This is the prince of the current dynasty. If he is beaten up here by the Oirats, is this another form of civil fort change?
This is no longer a matter of insulting the country, but if his brother-in-law is even slightly injured, it will be fatal, okay!

This time... I really can't save the little brothers, it seems... I can only live in the next life...

He was thinking wildly in a panic, but he caught a glimpse of Zhu Di looking at him.

As a result, he was even more flustered in his heart, and hurriedly lowered his head, pretending that the matter had nothing to do with him, and hung high.

All the officials went in without knowing it, and all raised their necks to see.

The heavens and the kingdoms always have face, and the warriors of Wala are ignorant, and they made provocative words, so naturally they have to retaliate.

Although officials don't like to rely on this to maintain the majesty of a great country, as long as they fight, they will definitely win.

Seeing Zhang Anshi's guilty and strange look, Zhu Di finally said, "Let's get started."

So someone sang: "Shangyu: Start!"

The voice fell.

Outside the big tent, Uzhig had already let out a roar.

At this time, he was like a cheetah, first roaring to frighten his opponent, and then like a cheetah ready to go, slowly moving around Zhu Gaochi, constantly changing his posture.

He is indeed very professional, and he is not eager to attack, but wants to find the opponent's flaws.

He observed Zhu Gaochi's reaction by changing his posture again and again, trying to find the opponent's flaws from the subtle movements.

But soon, he was overjoyed.

The opponent... seems not good at wrestling, because...the opponent is full of flaws everywhere.

In ecstasy, Urig took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart.He even had some doubts whether this was a flaw in the other party's deliberate selling.

Zhu Gaochi was still standing, his eyes turned with Urig's constantly changing posture, but his body was a little stiff.

After all, I have never confronted someone face to face like this in my life.

It's just... deep down in his heart, the desire to win was still aroused.

Maybe... In the depths of his bones and blood, there is the wild blood of Emperor Gaozu and Zhu Di, but it has been hidden all the time, and now... it is slowly being drawn out.

"Ah..." This time, Wuzhige roared again, and then he rushed in front of Zhu Gaochi.

He performed extremely skillfully, and he directly twisted Zhu Gaochi's arm with quick eyes and hands.

Zhu Gaochi was shocked, and was at a loss for a while.

After all, he is not good at it.

No one has ever practiced.

Therefore, once Uzhig got close to him, he suddenly didn't know what to do.

Then, he felt his arms sink.

As if he was bearing a huge force, this Wuzhige seemed to want to throw him back.

Uzhige desperately pulled Zhu Gaochi's arm, and roared again.

"Uh...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

The voice of ah ah ah ah ah ah was extremely majestic and loud at first, but later, there were too many ah ah ah, and the momentum began to gradually weaken.

In the big tent, everyone broke into a cold sweat.

Zhu Di was even more engrossed in watching, this man named Wuzhige is indeed a good player, but this captain of the model camp seems clumsy.

Even for a split second, this Wuzhige almost picked up Zhu Gaochi directly, and then fell heavily.

Zhu Di's complexion suddenly turned ugly.

If the lieutenant of the model battalion is defeated by a combination, I'm afraid it will not look very good on the face.

Zhang Anshi subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands.

He felt sorry for his brother-in-law, and couldn't bear to see his brother-in-law in a mess.

But often what you believe in, there will always be some unexpected situations.

Strange things happened.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

It's just that the sound of ah ah ah has lost the momentum it had before.

Urig was even out of breath.

Then Wuzhige realized... the man with big arms and round waist in front of him was actually so heavy.

Unexpectedly... can't fall!

Fortunately, Zhu Gaochi was clumsy and didn't counterattack, so Wuzhige immediately began to squat down skillfully, and subconsciously hugged Zhu Gaochi's leg, trying to overthrow Zhu Gaochi directly.

It's just that when he hugged her, his heart suddenly began to suffer.

This leg is hidden under the robe and skirt, it cannot be seen at first glance, only when you actually hug it, you will realize that it is so thick.

It's just thick and thick, but the frightening thing is that the flesh on it is very tight, and there is no fat on it.

Urig was taken aback in his heart.

In a way, they are not a heavyweight opponent at all.

Wuzhige is also quite strong.

And being strong is only for the Oirats. Life in the desert is hard. Even a warrior like Urige has limited nutrition intake. Counting, he also weighs a hundred and thirty to forty catties. In the eyes of others, he is strong. As big as a calf.

However, he encountered a bug.

In front of him, standing in front of him was an object that shouldn't exist in this era.

The obesity rate of the ancients was appallingly low, and [-]% of the people were malnourished.

And the remaining [-]% of the people are just the right size.

As for obese people, it is really rare, maybe not even one out of 100 people.

As for someone as obese as Zhu Gaochi, there is no one in a million.

This is actually understandable. The root of obesity is, on the one hand, eating a lot of meat and consuming a lot of sugar.

Regardless of whether it is unlimited meat or high-sugar products, in this era, they can be regarded as luxuries, and even wealthy families cannot supply them as much as they want.

You know, people who can have such a family background are one in ten thousand, but even if they have such a one in ten thousand family background, they may not necessarily eat meat and high sugar all the time.

However, Emperor Taizu Gao was probably poor and afraid, so the meals in the palace of the Ming Dynasty basically followed the posture of not fixing those useless, fat and fat.

Therefore, Zhu Gaochi almost grew up under the environment of three meals of meat from childhood to adulthood.

That's all right, he also likes to eat sweet and greasy food very much, it's really a bar on top of the bar.

If that's the case, it's really nothing. At best, it's nothing more than cultivating a big fat man who may not be able to find one in 10 people.

But... Zhu Gaochi practiced day and night in the model camp for several months.

In the past few months, he has slowly turned his body fat into real strength.

In later generations of sports games, whether it is boxing, wrestling, or weightlifting, competitions are often divided into different kilogram classes based on weight.

This is of course reasonable. Players of different weight classes cannot fight at all. A world champion in weightlifting in the 56 kg class can break the world record if he can clean and jerk 160 kg.

But in the eyes of the 105 heavyweight players, the clean and jerk results of 160 kg are pediatrics. If you can't clean and jerk more than [-] kg, you don't even qualify for the competition.

But now, if Uzhig is the world champion in the 56kg class, but he has excellent skills, but what stands in front of him is an opponent far surpassing his heavyweight.

The strength and weight of the two parties are actually not at the same level at all.

Wuzhige only felt that the person in front of him was like an iron tower. He desperately held Zhu Gaochi's leg with both hands, trying desperately to pull him up, but Zhu Gaochi's leg was still as stable as Mount Tai, like a wooden stake , firmly nailed to the ground.

However, after being dazed for a while, Zhu Gaochi finally made a movement, and he also squatted down subconsciously.

In fact, he had slowly adapted from being helpless, but now he found that the so-called warrior in front of him was nothing special, except that he was screaming loudly.

He heard the yelling that seemed to tear his throat, and he was already impatient again.

Not long after, Uzhig's face began to swell and he was out of breath.

He had exhausted all his strength, but he found that he had no way to deal with the iron tower-like person in front of him.

So he looked down, and then stretched out his legs, trying to catch Zhu Gaochi's feet and trip him up.

But with a hard hook, he staggered instead.

In his life, he had never seen a person so strong.

But at this time, Zhu Gaochi finally mastered the trick slowly.

Zhu Gaochi picked up Urig directly.

Wuzhige subconsciously started to hug Zhu Gaochi's body, trying to struggle.

But Zhu Gaochi's strength is really too great. After all, for Zhu Gaochi, a heavyweight, a mere hundred and fifty catties, after continuous torture, he didn't have that much effort.

Immediately afterwards... Urig's legs began to fly into the air.

Uzhige was so surprised that he subconsciously kicked his legs towards Zhu Gaochi's.

This kick fully reflected his professionalism as a wrestler.

However, there is no use for eggs.

The so-called skills and expertise can only be compared under the same strength conditions.

But Zhu Gaochi didn't have much reaction to this.

Because at this time, Uzhig had been lifted up high.

Wrestling fell to this point, Wuzhige was also dumbfounded.

After all, in the Wara Department, after wrestling with people for so long and meeting so many opponents, I have never encountered such a heavyweight opponent.

Zhu Gaochi threw him down hard.

Wuzhige tried to use a kite to turn over, so as to teach himself to land safely.

But the force of this throw was too great for him to react.

thump...

After a loud muffled sound, the world fell silent.

Urig's characteristic voice of ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

In the sand, such a Urig was lying on the ground like an overturned tortoise, unable to move.

The force of this fall was so great that even though he tried to stand up, he felt severe pain in his chest, as if a rib had been broken.

So...he lay flat on his back, not daring to move at all.

Based on the experience of being beaten for many years, he has realized that this time he may be crippled.

"Long live!" At this moment, someone burst into cheers.

All of this may be just for a moment, but it is extremely exciting. Everyone in the model camp, seeing this, subconsciously cheered.

Seeing this, Zhu Di was also overjoyed.

On the contrary, Nawara Khan breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he is not afraid of failure, but rather of winning.

Once Urige is victorious, who knows if the emperor of Ming Dynasty will come to settle accounts after autumn?

Of course, in fact, the best result is a draw. After all, wrestling is a traditional event of the Mongols. Such a failure is really embarrassing.

Seeing this, Zhang Anshi's jaw was about to drop.

Only then did he know why his brother-in-law was leaving the camp.

I have to say that the three murderers are really loyal. His eldest brother told them to train his brother-in-law well.

Zhu Di laughed heartily at this time, and said: "Boke is just a small skill after all. In a real army fight, it is impossible to rely on individual bravery alone. This is just entertainment in the army."

When he said this slowly, all the ministers naturally said: "Your Majesty's words are absolutely true."

Wala, Tatar, and Duoyan were ashamed when they heard this.

These words seem to be self-effacing, but in fact they seem to mean that this little entertainment is no longer as good as Daming.

Zhu Di was obviously in a very good mood at this time, so he did not hesitate to praise: "However, the model battalion has really worked hard, and everyone in this battalion has really worked hard. Zhang Qing, you and Zhu Yong, Zhang, Qiusong and others have all contributed a lot."

Zhang Anshi hurriedly put on a modest look and said, "Your Majesty, I'm ashamed to say that, what did I do? It was all done by Zhu Yong and the others...it has nothing to do with me."

"Look, Zhang Qing has grown up and learned to be humble." Zhu Di stroked his beard, and laughed with satisfaction in his eyes.

Today's Zhu Di is extremely excited. On the one hand, it is due to the surrender attitude of the three Mongolian tribes. On the other hand, the model camp has greatly demonstrated the majesty of Ming Dynasty.

He couldn't help being excited, and immediately said: "Come here, call that victorious warrior to come before me, and I will reward him well!"

As soon as his words fell, Zhang Anshi trembled, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, I see... this wrestling is just an entertainment, a trivial skill, I... thought... that there is no need to call to see you, just reward it, so as not to disturb Your Majesty's wine."

All the ministers looked at Zhang Anshi, feeling that today's Zhang Anshi is very different, he seems to be more mature and stable than before, and he has learned to be humble.

After Zhu Di heard this, he laughed loudly: "What are these words? Is there any reason why the soldiers don't summon the rewards in person? It's not Zhang Qing who wants the rewards. Why does Zhang Qing refuse?"

Zhang Anshi felt his scalp tingling, and kept saying yes, but when Zhu Di was not paying attention, he subconsciously retreated to a corner obediently, with a face full of shame.

At this time, someone sang: "I wish you an order: please come and see the victorious warriors."

Not long after, Zhu Gaochi walked slowly into the big tent.

As soon as they came in, all the monarchs and ministers looked at the visitor in unison, but... soon, the smiles on everyone's faces became a little weird.

This person... looks... a little strange.

How should I put it, it's very familiar, or in other words, it can't be more familiar.

But who is this person, but it feels strangely strange.

After all, Zhu Gaochi was much 'thinner' than before, and coupled with the drastic change in spirit, at first glance, it was really impossible to tell the difference.

Even if someone thinks he looks like Zhu Gaochi, they absolutely dare not think about it.

At this time, Zhu Gaochi was calm and complacent, saluting like a ceremonial way: "I have seen my father, my emperor, long live, long live!"

Say goodbye.

This couldn't be more familiar voice, plus a son.

Suddenly, Zhu Di finally remembered.

Isn't this the prince...

Zhu Di's brain seemed to explode suddenly.

No, how could this be the prince?The prince doesn't look like this, okay!
This was Zhu Di's first reaction.

But if you think about it carefully, you will know, who would dare to go to the emperor and pretend to be the first prince?

So Zhu Di settled down, looked straight at his son who had become different in front of him, and said, "Are you Zhu Gaochi?"

Zhu Gaochi looked sincere and terrified, and then said: "My son is Zhu Gaochi!"

After hearing this answer, it would be a bit too much if he couldn't recognize his son anymore.

So Zhu Di hurriedly rushed forward, helped Zhu Gaochi up, who was like a big bear, and then continued to look carefully with his eyes straight.

Taking a closer look, isn't the five sense organs the same as his son Zhu Gaochi?

At this moment, Zhu Di roared: "Who is the one who got into his mother, who taught the prince to wrestle with others? Does the mother have any laws?"

Zhu Di looked fiercely in the tent.

Then he discovered that Zhang Anshi, who was still alive and kicking in front of him just now, seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

He frowned and glanced at the officials.

The officials turned their heads away as much as possible, as if trying to hide their inner shock.