I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

As the last blocking Tatar infantry was knocked into the air, Arutai's handsome flag appeared in front of Zhu Zhangui's hundreds of people.

The crazy slashing made Zhu Zhangui's hands tremble rapidly, and he didn't know whether it was the blood of the enemy or his own, leaving waves along the edge of the armor.

Zhu Zhangui and hundreds of cavalry could no longer see their original appearance. The bloody armor on their bodies made them look like blood Shura crawling out of a sea of ​​blood.

"Arutai!"

Looking at the big banner and the Arutai guarded by a group of soldiers, Zhu Zhangui let out a hoarse voice and let out a roar.

"kill!"

No one hesitated, no one hesitated, and there was no nonsense chat with the enemy like in the movie.

At this time, only you live and die.

Time is very precious to Zhu Zhangui and others, even if it is only a short second, countless people will sacrifice for them.

Alutai, who was being transferred under the protection of the guards, suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

A blood-stained Ming army cavalry, man and horse, was rushing towards him frantically.

Behind him, there were hundreds of the same Ming army, rushing madly with bloodthirsty eyes.

"Kill them!"

Arutai showed no panic, and raised his hand coldly to order.

Dozens of archers around them opened their bows and drew their arrows, aiming at the Ming army rushing madly.

"Roar!"

Seeing that the enemy in front of him was about to flee again, Zhu Zhangui's eyes were about to burst, and he let out an inhuman roar.

As if feeling the roar of its master, the war horse under it suddenly stopped with all four hooves, lifted its buttocks, and threw the shadow master on it directly, then let out a mournful cry, and fell heavily to the ground, watching Tengfei There was a trace of reluctance in his eyes, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Zhu Zhangui soared up, a few meters above the ground, and rushed towards Alutai who was about to turn around and leave.

"kill!"

Zhu Zhangui let out an angry roar, ignoring the long spear stabbing towards him, and vigorously flung the long knife in his hand out.

"Puff puff!"

The sound of several sharp knives piercing the flesh sounded at the same time, and Zhu Zhangui's shoulder and lower abdomen were pierced by a spear. The heart-piercing pain stimulated Zhu Zhangui's brain, making him scream in pain.

"I'm fucking your mother!"

Hu Yu, who was following behind, saw his lord injured in front of him, blood rushed into his brain, roared angrily and rushed forward, blocked with his body, and slashed at Zhu Zhangui's knives.

"The Grand Master is dead, the Grand Master is dead!"

Suddenly there were horrified shouts, and Zhu Zhangui, who was under Hu Yu's pressure, looked up at Alutai who was pierced with a long knife from the gap in the back of the neck armor, and laughed arrogantly.

"Hahaha, victory!"

At this moment, the remaining cavalry cut down the Tatar soldiers who surrounded them, surrounded Zhu Zhangui and Hu Yu tightly, and did not let any enemy in.

Qian Yu, who was full of arrows and lost, rode his horse into the Tatar flag-bearer, grabbed Arutai's handsome flag, raised Arutai's body high, and roared loudly.

"Arutai is dead, so when you don't surrender!"

Zhu Zhangui and Hu Yu's remaining hundreds of soldiers also roared.

"Arutai is dead, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

The old man, who had been watching his grandson's charge with a telescope, felt a severe pain in his heart just now when he saw the scene where his grandson was pierced by a spear.

Later, I saw a Ming army picking up a corpse with a handsome flag, and the clothes should be Arutai.

Regardless of the majesty of the emperor, the old man yelled at the soldiers around him.

"Call me all, Alutai will die, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

In an instant, the entire battlefield remembered the shouts of the Ming army.

The Tatar soldiers who were fighting with the Ming army subconsciously looked back when they heard the call of the Ming army, and then they were startled.

Although they couldn't see clearly who was hanging on the handsome flag, the corpse was hung on the handsome flag of their own side, and the clothes were still from their own side. Obviously, the grand master died as the Ming army said.

The coach was killed under layers of protection, and was hung on the coach flag, which was the biggest blow to morale.

The morale of the Arutai Legion, which had regarded death as home, collapsed instantly, and the heart of resistance was gone. They dropped the weapons in their hands and turned around to run.

Some went like grasslands, and some ran to the mountains, trying to take their families with them.

But no matter what choice they made, the grassland was completely defeated in the war between the Ming Dynasty and the grassland.

"All troops attack!"

At the moment when the morale of the enemy army collapsed, the old man gave the order for the whole army to attack without hesitation.

After that, regardless of the obstruction of the generals around him, he personally led a group of cavalry to the handsome flag.His grandson is still there, and he wants to confirm that his grandson is still alive as soon as possible.

If this grandson is gone, he doesn't know how to face his granddaughters-in-law when he goes back, whether his fat son can withstand this blow, and will his daughter-in-law blame him for the rest of his life?

More importantly, this grandson is gone, so what's the point of all he did?

Chapter 246: If you want to get rich, build roads first, and if you want to be strong, transport is busy.

"Husband, how are you? Where is the injury? Let the concubine take a look!"

The West Palace of the Forbidden City in Beiping.

Concubine Zhao Ling'er threw herself on the side of the bed regardless of her posture, looking at Zhu Zhangui, who was lying on the bed with a pale face, with tears in her eyes.

Yushou wanted to untie Zhu Zhangui's clothes to check the wound, but she was afraid that her hand would hurt her husband, so she almost cried out of anxiety.

Zhu Zhangui reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of the beauty's eyes.

"It's okay, it's just a slight injury, just rest for a few days!"

The battle by the Yinma River completely subsided with the death of Alutai.

The Tatar tribes fled and surrendered, and the grasslands that had just been unified fell into a leaderless state again.

After the old man confirmed that Zhu Zhangui's injury was not life-threatening, the tension and worry in his heart were slowly let go.

Later, regardless of Zhu Zhangui's objection, he directly sent his personal guards to send him back to Peiping, allowing him to recuperate well, and he was not allowed to come out to make trouble until the injury was not healed.

He also said that the rest of the matter can be settled by him, the old man, and let Zhu Zhangui go back and wait to receive the grassland with peace of mind, Khan that day.

Zhu Zhangui was very suspicious of this. This old man wanted to be the old man himself, but he was too embarrassed to bring it up, so he put this name on his grandson, reminded the generals around him, and told the people on the grassland later, Don't forget to give him the title.

As for Zhu Zhangui, just a few days after returning to Beiping, Zhao Linger and his daughters who received the news from the south hurried over.

Although the old man in the letter did not say how much Zhu Zhangui was injured, but based on their understanding of Zhu Zhangui, it is definitely not a big deal to be sent back.

The girls were worried all the way, and they couldn't help but shed tears when they thought of the bad things.

When they arrived at the Jinling Palace, Zhao Ling'er ran over impatiently, ignoring the concubine's posture. The other women were slower because they were holding their children.

"Your Highness, how are you? Are you feeling better?"

Just as Zhu Zhangui comforted Zhao Linger, Ji Yunyu Qingyao and Hu Shanxiang rushed in with the child in his arms, looking at Zhu Zhangui worriedly.

Zhu Zhangui's eldest daughter was even lying beside Zhu Zhangui, blowing on the small mouth of Fan Dudu, and knocking Zhu Zhangui on the shoulder while blowing back.

"Daddy, do you feel pain? I'll give you a whir!"

Zhu Zhangui laughed out loud at being teased, rubbed the little girl's head fondly, and tipped her head against her.

"The little fairy treated me with fairy energy, and my father's pain disappeared in an instant."

After being praised, the little girl giggled happily.

After chatting with the eldest daughter, Zhu Zhangui looked at the girls and asked.

"Why are you here?"

"Grandpa sent a letter saying that you are here alone because you are afraid that no one will take care of you, so you let us come here." Zhao Ling'er, who was holding Zhu Zhangui tightly, explained.

Zhu Zhangui couldn't laugh or cry.

"I only suffered a small injury, do I need to go to war so much?"

"Hmph! It's still a minor injury. Your grandfather said that your life was almost lost on the battlefield."

Before the girls could reply, there was a cold snort outside the door, and then Mrs. Zhang came in angrily.

But when he saw his son's pale face, Mrs. Zhang was still a little angry in her heart, and instantly walked forward with a distressed expression, lifted the brocade quilt covered by Zhu Zhangui, untied his clothes, and looked Tears streamed down her chest and abdomen, which were tightly wrapped in gauze.

The son is the flesh that fell from the mother's body, no matter how hard he said it, his heart still hurts.

Hu Shanxiang and his daughters also covered their red lips with their hands, and their eyes were filled with tears.

They couldn't imagine how much their husband had been wounded on the battlefield to be bandaged up like this, how painful those large and small wounds must be.

Zhang's trembling hands slowly stroked the gauze.

"How could this be so, so many generals won't go, why should you go!"

At this moment, Mrs. Zhang felt a little bit resentful towards the old man.

This is the grandson of the old man, the future heir of Daming, the grandson of the empress dowager. Does he need to work so hard? Is there no one in Daming?

Zhu Zhangui grabbed his mother's hand with a smile, and said softly: "My father's prestige in the army is not high. If I, a son, don't work hard, who can control those arrogant soldiers in the future!"

"Besides, the country belongs to our family, and our family members don't work hard, so why let them risk their lives to protect it!"

Mrs. Zhang wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stretched out her hand and gently twisted Zhu Zhangui's ear.

"As long as you have many reasons, just do your best! Sooner or later, I will be pissed off."

Zhu Zhangui showed a smirk, and shouted pain in his mouth.

Mrs. Zhang knew best how many attacks she had made. Seeing the brat's pretentious appearance, she couldn't help poking Zhu Zhangui's forehead.

"Whatever you want to eat, mother will make it for you!"

Seeing several daughter-in-laws looking eager to see through their eyes, and knowing that he had disturbed the private conversation of the younger ones, Mrs. Zhang got up and left.

"I want to eat the lotus seed soup made by my mother!"

Zhu Zhangui answered quickly.

Mrs. Zhang complied, then winked at the personal maids, and told the maids to leave with the little guys running around in the room.

When the door was closed, the girls stepped forward and carefully helped Zhu Zhangui fasten his clothes and covered him with the quilt.

"Why didn't the Three Treasures and Nine Treasures come?"

Looking at the girls, Zhu Zhangui found that his two Bangladeshi daughter-in-laws were not here. Could it be that the foreign daughter-in-laws don't feel sorry for their husbands?

"They also wanted to come, but during this period of time, many businessmen from Bangladesh have come to the chamber of commerce, and the transaction volume is very large."

"I was worried that the people below would not understand the language and cause problems, so I asked them to deal with these matters before coming back."

Zhao Ling'er, who wiped Zhu Zhangui's face with a towel, explained, and then added:

"Grandpa said in the letter that the Forbidden City has almost been built and will be moved here in the next two years."

"So I thought about it, and decided to move the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce here before moving the capital. This is also convenient for management, and the two younger sisters will come here with the first batch!"

Zhu Zhangui nodded.

The old man had already told him about the move of the capital when he came back, and asked Zhu Zhangui to take charge of it when he recovered from his injury.

With so many departments in the imperial court, it is impossible to move them all at once, there must be a sequence.

Zhu Pangpang had so many things to do, and the matter of moving the capital was left to him. The old man was afraid that he would be exhausted by this fat son, so he let Zhu Zhangui, who was recovering from his injuries, handle it.

"Don't set up the headquarters of the chamber of commerce in the capital, let them go to Tianjin Wei! Just set up an office here in the capital. In the future, we will mainly use sea transportation. It is too far away from the sea and it is inconvenient." A little thought, Zhu Zhangui Moved the headquarters of the chamber of commerce.

Zhao Ling'er didn't ask why, she nodded and agreed.

In this era, the husband's words are the sky, even if it is wrong, the wife will support it unconditionally.

"Anything else?"

After seeing several wives, Zhu Zhangui was in a good mood and looked much better.

Hu Shanxiang hesitated for a moment, glanced at Zhao Linger, and said softly after seeing him nodding.

"The artisan camp reported good news, saying that the first generation locomotive has been manufactured, and it has been tested in the camp. Although it is not as fast as your Highness said, it is faster than ordinary locomotives. Get on the carriage a lot faster!"

"What, the locomotive is finished!"