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

"Your Majesty is fine."

Immediately, he stood up and asked Miracle Doctor Hua to diagnose his pulse.

After taking the pulse, Master Hua bowed to Zhu Di and said, "Your Majesty is just rushing into the heart, and the phlegm is confusing the heart orifice. After taking nitroglycerin, it has been relieved. Remember to rest in bed well, and don't worry about it."

"Thank you, Doctor Hua."

Zhu Di agreed, but as soon as the doctor Hua left, he immediately got up and went back to Fengtian Hall, and summoned the cabinet ministers to have an audience.

"Your Majesty, your body..." Empress Xu wanted to stop her, but she couldn't.

Why didn't she know the importance of Zhu Neng and the 30 troops on the front line to His Majesty, those who could stop him also stopped his heart, so she had to let him go.

"Boss, second and third, follow your father quickly."

The eldest and the three followed immediately, supporting one from the left and the other from the right, and the other one followed behind, for fear that he would fall down again.

"Father, why don't I go." The second child volunteered, he knew what his father was most worried about at the moment.

The 30 army has already entered Guangxi, ready to go directly to Annan, but now the coach died of illness before the battle, and the 30 army is like headless flies, and can only stay in Guangxi.

Fortunately, they did not enter the border of Annan, otherwise Annan would definitely take the opportunity to attack. By then, the 30 army would have no commander, and it would probably be a one-off.

The second child wanted to share his father's worries, but Zhu Di kept silent.

"Father, you trust me, I can do it." The second child vowed.

Although he is not as good as Zhu Neng in battle, he is more than enough than other generals.

There is no way to make a taller person out of a shorter person.

Otherwise, which of the ineffective military generals in the imperial court would be able to take orders in the face of danger.

But Zhu Di still didn't say a word, the second child still wanted to speak, but was stopped by the boss, who told him in a low voice: "Second brother, father is annoying now, please let him be quiet and quiet."

"Why don't I let daddy be clean, I'm sharing my worries for daddy." The second child was not convinced, and argued with the eldest.

In the past, the boss would not have quarreled with him, but this time he didn't know what medicine he had taken wrongly, and he turned against him: "Have you led an army of 30 by yourself?"

The second child was choked for a bit, but he was still stubborn: "No, so what, can't dad and the others lead an army of 30 by themselves? Aren't they all accumulated slowly?"

The two quarreled so hard that Zhu Di finally said, "Stop arguing."

As soon as Zhu Di spoke, the two fell in love immediately.

"father."

"The second child has never served as a coach. It is a bit risky for you to bring so many soldiers at once."

The second child was rejected, and I was not very happy, but there was nothing to refute.

"Besides, the road to Annan is far away, and the weather is not good. Dad is afraid that you will not be able to adapt."

"Father, I can adapt." The second child can refute.

How miserable it was before, hiding in the pigsty with my father and conspiring to rebel, didn't we all come here like this?

How can it be comfortable to fight?

But Zhu Di squeezed his hand: "But father is afraid."

The loss of Zhu Neng already made him feel like he was struck by lightning. If he lost his two sons who were good at fighting in Annan, he might really not be able to hold on.

The second child opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but seeing his father's vicissitudes of life, as if he had aged ten years overnight, he swallowed it back.

She said obediently; "Father, I'm not going."

The three of them supported Zhu Di to the Fengtian Hall. The officials were already waiting in the hall. Seeing His Majesty's pale and haggard face, their hearts couldn't help trembling.

Knowing that His Majesty has a deep relationship with Zhu Neng, I didn't expect it to reach such a point.

Back then when Qiu Fu's defeated soldiers were killed, His Majesty was also sad, but even Qiu Fu's greed for meritorious service led to the death of a hundred thousand Ming soldiers, His Majesty did not pursue his fault.

They thought that His Majesty already valued Qiu Fu enough, but now it seems that Zhu Neng's favor is even greater than Qiu Fu's.

It's a pity that a generation of famous generals actually ended up dying before they could win the battle.

Wouldn't it be a pity.

But the grief is the grief. The most important thing now is how to arrange the 30 troops still stranded in Guangxi.

"Your Majesty, the army cannot be without a commander for a day, and it is better to decide on a replacement as early as possible."

Only Yang Shiqi dared to say this, and others didn't even dare to think about it.

His Majesty's most trusted general died of illness before the battle. His Majesty was still sad, so he brought up the matter of changing the commander. Generally, if the head is not hard enough, his head may have fallen to the ground long ago.

Zhu Di was not angry when he heard the words, because he also knew that this was the most important thing.

"Dear dears, is there anyone to choose?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

In today's imperial court, almost everyone who can fight is dead.

None of the four famous generals who followed His Majesty Jing Nan at the beginning, and none of the rising stars can make it to the stage.

It would be difficult for them to lead 30 people to the expedition, let alone be ordered to take over from Zhu Neng as the coach in the face of danger.

To know Zhu Neng's prestige in the army is like His Majesty's majesty in the court. No one can compare with him.

How could the soldiers he had led willingly obey other generals.

Especially the qualifications of that general may not be as good as one-tenth of Zhu Neng's.

Originally, the death of the former coach was enough to dampen morale, but now sending another pastor who is not as qualified as Zhu Neng, not to mention winning this battle, it is a question of whether they can bring back 30 people in full.

At this moment, Fengtian Temple is as quiet as death, so quiet that one can hear one's breath, but no one speaks.

No one was recommended, and no one volunteered.

Everyone knows that this is a hot potato, no one is stupid, whoever recommends will offend anyone, if he does not come back, His Majesty asks you for the crime of recommending, if he comes back, he has made great contributions, and he will be the first to deal with the person who recommended you.

No one wants to do thankless things.

There are also some like Yang Shiqi, who are not afraid of offending people, but there are really no good candidates, and they cannot be randomly assigned to solve the immediate troubles. How can they be worthy of 30 soldiers who are going to fight for the country.

Just when the atmosphere was extremely tense, Yao Guangxiao suddenly stood up.