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

The officials of Jiandu felt a little bit of ACD in their hearts after Lu Lin and Shi Kui made such a fuss, so their supervisory work went very smoothly afterwards.

The only thing that made Taisun dissatisfied was Shi Kui. He always wanted to replace Shi Kui, but suffered from no suitable candidate.

"Taisun, these are all nanmu freshly transported from the Huguang area."

Today, a new nanmu just happened to be delivered, so Chen Gui brought them over to have a look.

They are all high-quality nanmu, and the quantity is very large. It can be seen that Shi Kui has really put his heart into this aspect and is very capable.

He deliberately wanted to ease the relationship between Taisun and Shi Kui, so he deliberately brought Taisun to see Shi Kui's achievements.

"How long does it usually take to ship a batch of nanmu in Huguang area?" Taisun touched the newly delivered nanmu, and some even had undried nanmu sap on it.

It's really fresh.

"Usually once every two days." Chen Kui still agrees with this.

But Zhu Zhanji frowned: "Such a large amount, once every two days?"

This is the normal amount of [-] migrant workers in five or six days. This master Kui completed it in two days.

"Where's Shi Kui?"

"Here, direct the migrant workers to unload the nanmu over there, grandson, you..."

Chen Gui was a little confused, not knowing why Taisun was suddenly angry.

He felt that Shi Kui had done a good job. To be honest, among all the people in charge of Jiandu, Shi Kui was the most capable.

So many high-quality nanmu, even Song Li, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, took five or six days to cut down, but Shi Kui finished it in two days, and not just once or twice, but all the time.

The faster the nanmu is felled, the smoother the progress of the construction of the capital.

In any case, it is a good thing worthy of praise.

Why is Taisun not only unhappy, but angry?

Chen Kui really couldn't figure it out.

However, Lu Lin understood very well that the work must be done naturally, but within a reasonable range, blindly forcing the overfulfillment of the task, regardless of the life and death of the migrant workers, will cause trouble sooner or later.

They moved to contain Mongolia, to ensure the tranquility of the northern frontier, and to give the people of Ming Dynasty a relatively stable living environment, not to sleep soundly on the bones of hundreds of thousands of migrant workers.

Shi Kui's actions are completely opposite to Taisun's ideas. Can he be happy?

Taisun ignored Chen Kui and walked directly towards the direction of unloading wood.

This Shi Kui, regardless of his management, has gone to heaven.

Just as Lu Lin was about to follow, his eyes were suddenly dazzled by a white light in front of him.

Immediately, someone shouted violently: "This is the grandson, kill him."

Chapter 208 Migrant Workers Riot

"Kill the grandson and avenge our dead brother."

With a shout, the surrounding migrant workers responded one after another, pushing away the nanmu in their hands, pulling out the sword that had been hidden around the wood, and rushing towards Taisun.

The first one to rush over was the one who took the lead, and jumped up with the knife in hand, and stabbed Taisun with a knife.

Taisun was in a daze, but his body's instinctive reaction made him retreat quickly to avoid the fatal blow.

But suddenly he stepped on a piece of wood under his feet, slipped instantly, and fell to the ground with a "boom".

The insurgent raised his knife and dropped it, and slashed at the ground in front of Taisun.

He raised his head suddenly, met Taisun's eyes, and with even more killing intent, he got up and stabbed Taisun in the head again.

"go to hell."

Taisun fell to the ground at this moment, didn't even have the time to stand up, and wanted to roll to the side on the spot to escape.

But there were logs all around, and he was stuck in the middle, unable to move at all.

Seeing that the knife was about to fall on him, he instinctively blocked it with his arm, knowing very well in his heart that if the knife fell, his arm would be gone.

But there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, there was a muffled sound of "bang" in the ear, and the surrounding wood was hit and rolled.

When he opened his eyes, he realized that the person who was going to kill was hit by a log flying from a distance into the pile of logs.

At the same time, a hand was stretched out towards him.

Seeing that it was Lu Lin, Zhu Zhanji's hanging heart was a little more stable, and he stretched out his hand to stand up.

The wood was still rolling, and directly rolled the troublemaker into it.

Lu Lin pushed Taisun down: "Go quickly."

Then he turned around and pulled the man out of the rolling wood pile. The man gasped and looked at Lu Lin in disbelief.

Lu Lin glanced at him, before he could speak, countless swords greeted him.

Everyone stood in the pile of logs, and as the logs rolled, they couldn't even stand still, let alone fight.

Lu Lin took advantage of the rolling of the wood, like a snake, dodged from left to right, and almost slashed across the edge of his clothes several times, which was very dangerous.

"Come down."

Zhu Zhanji called him from below.

I'm thinking too, brother, I can't move.

His foot sank, just got caught in two logs, and he couldn't get it out.

He lowered his head and wanted to pry the wood away, but a gust of cool wind blew at the back of his head, making him shrink his head in fright, and suddenly a gleaming big knife slashed across his forehead.

When he straightened up, another knife slashed straight at his forehead.

This time, there was really no place to hide, so he clasped his hands together and clamped the blade.

But the knife was too slippery, it couldn't hold it at all, and the knife passed through the middle of his palms with a "swoosh", heading towards his forehead.

Just when Lu Lin thought that he was really going to die young, the knife actually stopped, less than an inch away from his forehead.

"Gudong"