Daming: In the beginning, he mistakenly regarded Emperor Yongle as his own father

A series of actions revealed a trace of unusual taste.

Lu Lin stuffed a mouthful of sweet potatoes, still couldn't help but look up at him, and said, "What do you want?"

Sure enough, he said with a playful smile: "I heard, what kind of panacea are you developing?"

Lu Lin: ...

Got it!

Call me penicillin again.

This profiteer is too well informed.

"I can't give it to you this time." After Lu Lin finished speaking, he continued to eat Hesai.

"Why?" Zhu Di didn't understand.

Lu Lin laughed.

Why?You have the nerve to ask?Don't you have any clues in your mind?

"This thing is used to save lives. You are such a chicken thief. If I give it to you, wouldn't it be like a meat bun beating a dog and never returning?"

Zhu Di's face turned dark when he heard this.

What chicken thief?

I am the majestic king of a country, what kind of chicken thief?

bully.

"I heard that His Majesty is going to send the Ming army to attack the Hu family in Annan country. The climate in Annan country is humid and hot, and there are a lot of snakes, insects, rats and ants. Once the war starts, the Ming army will easily break out the plague."

"Your panacea just happens to be a special medicine for treating the plague. Wouldn't it be beautiful to present it to the current emperor?"

Zhu Di deliberately turned against the customer, and told Lu Lin about the outbreak of the plague in the Ming army, hoping to see his reaction.

In the end, before he could finish speaking, Lu Lin stuffed a roasted sweet potato into his mouth and gagged him.

I'm afraid this product is not poisonous, so I dare to say anything.

Zhu Di felt a bitter taste in his mouth, and a salty taste welled up, so he quickly spit out the sweet potato.

He spat out several times before he could barely wipe the ashes from his mouth.

"What are you doing? It's leathery and dirty."

The majestic Emperor Yongle actually had a day when someone gagged him with sweet potatoes and prevented him from speaking.

Had it been the second one, his head would have been rolling all over the floor.

Hearing this, Lu Lin rolled his eyes at him: "You know it's dirty too? Sickness comes from your mouth, and misfortune comes from your mouth. Don't you know?"

"What nonsense, the Ming army hasn't set off yet, so you go and tell the emperor that they will get the plague after they set off. I'm afraid you're tired of living."

Lu Lin found out that he, this cheap old man, was getting more and more courageous.

I used to know that he has the habit of bragging, but I didn't expect that besides bragging, he can also be so deadly.

How did he live to such an old age?

According to his temperament, he should have been strangled to death long ago.

Zhu Di was a little confused when he saw his style.

Didn't he say that the Ming army would suffer from the plague when they went to war?

Now this reaction, what do you mean?

The feeling is that they will get it wrong. The plague he mentioned is not this expedition?

Chapter 114 Zhu Neng Will Die

Lu Lin kept secret about the fact that the Ming army would get the plague, but it was beyond Zhu Di's expectations, making him not sure whether he would get the plague or not.

"But the Ming army will suffer from the plague, didn't you say it yourself?"

Lu Lin looked like you've seen hell: "When did I say that?"

Zhu Di was even more confused, didn't he really mean this?

"You told the young master of Prince Mu's family."

Lu Lin: ...

It was him!

Seeing that he is gentle, why is he also such a big mouth?

Lu Lin could not quibble, and directly admitted: "I said it, but I didn't say it was the Ming army who went to war."

Ok? !

Isn't it the Ming army who went to war?

"Then what do you mean?"

It's not the Ming army that went out, so why are you doing these guides?

Brat, it hurts to be idle.

"I mean, someone will bring the plague back." Lu Lin regained his strength after eating three roasted sweet potatoes, and told him directly.

"So you mean that the Ming army that went out will bring back the plague after the battle?" Zhu Di summed up his words.

Sure enough, Lu Lin nodded.

Zhu Di: ...

It's a matter of one sentence, you can finish it if you don't say it long ago, why make it so complicated?

A whole group of people follow you in fear, guessing, up to the emperor, down to the chief minister of the cabinet, and you make them dizzy.

You are simply like the queen mother who is on her period and is insane.

After asking clearly, Zhu Di's restless heart was finally settled.

As for the fact that the Ming army would bring back the plague, let's put it aside for now. After all, it is a long-term matter.