I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

"Are we really the descendants of the 'Yin people' on the other side of the sea?"

Such doubts are slowly sprouting in the hearts of every Indian.

Chapter 011

The lives of the Chinese workers were temporarily saved.

However, the hostility of the Indians has not been completely eliminated.

In fact, they just agreed to take the Chinese workers back to the tribe before making plans.

Many people said that if Itachi had any troubles, the two Chinese laborers must be buried with him.

But in general, the anger value of the Indians has decreased somewhat with the naked eye.

……

Continuing to set off, Zhu Fugui was no longer put behind the horse like a cargo.

But his hip injury made him unsuitable for riding.

So he could only limp and follow the large army of Chinese workers.

From time to time, Zhu Fugui and the girl who deliberately slowed down and walked beside the captive team would look at each other in unison.

Zhu Fugui really wanted to say thank you to her, but after thinking about it, let's wait until the trouble is completely resolved.

How else can you say that money is the courage of a hero?

With money in the system account, Zhu Fugui's waist straightened a lot.

As for the old eunuch Li, because the threat was really limited, the rope was loosened, and while wiping his tears, he carefully supported his Long Live Lord.

……

"Brother Zhu, are you really the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty? And you can speak the native dialect of these Yin survivors?"

Yang Liu sneaked closer.

Although he and Qi Wenchang still have one foot in the gate of hell, the fact that Zhu Fugui is their savior will not change.

If it weren't for him, the two brothers would have been beheaded by the Yin people early in the morning.

Gratitude is one thing, but their shock at Zhu Fugui's speech is another.

Yang Liu, who couldn't hide the matter in his heart, still came to Zhu Fugui.

As for Qi Wenchang and the other Chinese workers, although they still kept their heads down and hurried on their way, their ears turned around unconsciously.

Daming, emperor, these two words are too catchy for any Chinese.

As for the girl on the horse, although she tried her best to eavesdrop, she couldn't understand a single word.

When someone called Zhu Fugui a brother, the old eunuch Li screamed like a cat that stepped on its tail, "Our Long Live Lord is naturally a true son of tomorrow. I think you have saved him. I don't care about you, a rude person!"

In Li Chunfa's mind, this group of ignorant and unruly people just didn't know the identity of the Long Live God before, but now they know that the Son of Heaven is in front of him, and they dare to call him brothers, it's really rude.

"Li Banban, put down your temper."

Zhu Fugui shook his head, thinking that the patriarch Zhu Ba knew how to pretend to be a grandson when he started his business, and that he, the Emperor of Ming, who can't even compare with Caotou King, must keep a low profile!

What Zhou Gong spitting and feeding, what sleeping on the feet, what breaking the sleeves and dividing the peaches, all these methods of winning people's hearts must be used!

Ok?

Seems like something weird got mixed in?

Forget it, that's what it means anyway.

Zhu Fugui has already made up his mind to use these Huagong as his starting base.

For things like righteousness, if you say it’s useless, it’s really useless. If you say it’s useful, it’s actually useful. If it’s used well, it’s worth thousands of troops.

Back then, Liu Bei, who was selling shoes and weaving mats, relied on the acupoint of King Jing of Zhongshan to finally become the famous Emperor Jihan Zhaolie?

This is a good example for me to learn from!

Therefore, now that the signboard of descendants of the Ming Dynasty has been played, Zhu Fugui is not going to take it back.

On the contrary, he must confirm his status and make this signboard worthwhile.

Zhu Fugui said to Yang Liu in a pleasant manner: "Brother Yang, to be honest, I am the seventeenth grandson of Emperor Jianwen of the Ming Dynasty. Dang with geese.

My late father put on armor and wielded a sword and fought thirty battles with the captives, and three hundred small battles, and finally the captives were overwhelmingly outnumbered..."

While talking, Zhu Fugui squeezed a few tears from the corners of his eyes, and the whole story was told vividly, with ups and downs.

Leng Shi portrayed a village battle as a magnificent war epic.

If it weren't for the conditions, Zhu Fugui even wanted to pick up the allegro and sing a scene where Emperor Zhu shaved his head in a bloody battle.

"I never thought about it, Zhu..."

Yang Liu struggled for a while, but in the end he didn't call Zhu Fugui "Long Live" or "Your Majesty".

After all, the grace of saving lives belongs to the grace of saving lives, but just because of Zhu Fugui's big mouth, he believed that he was the descendant of Empress Ming...

Yang Liu is not that stupid.

After all, the probability of being caught is relatively low for simple straight-hook fishing such as "I, Qin Shihuang, play money".

But Yang Liu still believed in the fact that Zhu Fugui's father responded to Hong Tianwang's call and raised troops against the demons.

To be able to fight against Qing Yao for [-] years, and for a small battle of [-], it seems that like King Xi and King Yi, they are all brave warriors who have never been born.

After being his own savior and the hero who killed the demons, Yang Liu's attitude towards Zhu Fugui became more and more respectful.

He complimented: "Brother Zhu, you look weak and weak like a champion. I never thought that your father is like the overlord of Western Chu!"

"Yeah, that's right, my appearance follows my mother's..."

Zhu Fugui nodded quickly.

In fact, he does look like his mother. After all, his father is a fat man of three hundred catties, and he is quite a blessing.

It was precisely because of this size that he was captured on the spot during the surprise attack of the village party secretary.

Of course, Zhu Fugui wouldn't take the initiative to bring up this matter if the son didn't talk about his father's fatness.

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Chapter 012

The story was very exciting, and the Chinese workers listened with great interest.

But how many people believed in this matter, only God knows.

"Hmph, it's a pity that Yuxi and the certificates handed down by the ancestors are all left in the Hangzhou Mansion, otherwise the Sajia will definitely open the eyes of these mud legs!"

Old Eunuch Li looked at everyone's expressions of disbelief, and couldn't help saying angrily.

Back then when Zhu Yunwen traveled across the sea to the east, he really brought a lot of good things with him.

There are more than a dozen objects that can prove their identity.

The successive patriarchs of the Zhu family passed it on carefully, without any damage or loss.

But this time, old Comrade Zhu slapped his head and was defeated too quickly. Zhu Fugui, who was only ten years old at the time, had to flee in a hurry as the prince.

And ascended the throne urgently by the West Lake.

The ancestral certificate was handed over by the old eunuch Li to a close friend of the late emperor, who was an eminent monk in Jingci Temple in Hangzhou.

At the time, it seemed like a foolproof move.

But now when he thinks of the late emperor's friend, old eunuch Li recalls the fear of being stuffed into a pig boat that day.

This eminent monk, he won't be as bad as the one in Songjiang Mansion...

Anyway, now trapped in Citigroup, there is nothing around me and Long Live to prove my identity.

Even if there were, they would have been searched by snakeheads long ago.

The only thing that is convincing is probably his true eunuch status.

Even if you take off your pants to check, the evidence is too thin.

Thinking of this, old eunuch Li couldn't help feeling sad:

"Long live, it's an old slave who treats people unkindly. I didn't see that Xing Jiurou's wolfish ambition dared to harm His Majesty!"

Unexpectedly, Zhu Fugui actually laughed.

And he laughed quite loudly, for fear that the workers who were eavesdropping on the side were not paying enough attention.

"Li Banban, this is what you don't know."

Zhu Fugui said inscrutably, "Do you know my father is a man? Do you think he is like Taizu? Or like the overlord of Western Chu?"

When he said this, Zhu Fugui didn't even move his eyebrows.

He automatically blocked his father, a three-hundred-pound rich man who didn't work hard, in his mind.

Otherwise, how thick-skinned it would be to compare the old father of the party secretary of Xuedou Village with these two.

Obviously, as a generational slave of Lao Zhu's family, Comrade Zhu in Li Chunfa's memory also had hundreds of filters.

"The first emperor is naturally a hero like the great grandfather." Old eunuch Li replied without hesitation.

Zhu Fugui laughed again: "Both the Taizu of my Dynasty and the overlord of Western Chu raised troops from the south of the Yangtze River and swept the world. Taizu expelled the Hulu and rebuilt China, but Xiang Yu fell to Wujiang to kill himself. What is the reason?"

Whether it is Zhu Yuanzhang or Xiang Yu, they are all important figures in Chinese history, especially after dinner among the people.

Their topicality is firmly in the second echelon after the Three Kingdoms.

After all, the Three Kingdoms is a bug, and no one can compare it.

Therefore, upon hearing these two names, the ears of the Chinese workers became even more pointed.

As for Zhu Fugui's question, it's actually not difficult.

Although it's all bitter haha, everyone has heard stories about Hongmen Banquet and Han Xin's crotch drilling, let alone the old eunuch Li who has read the book.

The old eunuch Li also responded very cooperatively: "Long live, this old slave is just a servant. How can I know about those important affairs of the family and the country, but I heard that the king is self-willed, but Grandpa Taizu knows how to do things well?"

In fact, there are many reasons why Lao Zhu was more successful than Xiang Yu.

For example, pretending to be a grandson, for example, being more ruthless and darker, but old eunuch Li would not say these words.

Lao Zhu and Liu Bang are very similar, both of them came from grassroots background, and after ascending to the high position, they both cleaned up a group of meritorious officials...

Therefore, Liu Bang's advantages are almost the same as Lao Zhu's advantages.

Liu Bang has a large group of talents such as Xiao He, Han Xin, and Zhang Liang under his command, and Lao Zhu also has such great figures as Xu Da, Liu Ji, and Chang Yuchun under his command.

These two emperors on horseback are both good at knowing people and being good at assignments.

You don't need to be a great Confucian, but anyone who has heard storytelling and singing will understand this truth.

Seeing that among the eavesdropping Chinese workers, some educated people nodded slightly after hearing the old eunuch Li's answer, Zhu Fugui smiled again and said: "Since you know that my father is more like Taizu, why do you still think that his old friend would murder him?" What about us?"

"what?"

Old Eunuch Li was dumbfounded.

He didn't understand what Zhu Fugui meant at all.

That Xingjiurou stuffed us into a pig boat and sold it to Citigroup, can it still be a loyal minister of Ming Dynasty?

However, as if he knew what old eunuch Li was thinking, Zhu Fugui said surprisingly: "He is a loyal minister, and Xing Aiqing is a great loyal minister!"

Seeing old eunuch Li's expression of seeing a ghost, Zhu Fugui patted him on the shoulder and said, "Speaking of which, Xing Aiqing's real identity is actually related to Li Banban you."

"You are the admiral of the East Factory, and he is the commander of the Daming Jinyiwei, who is in charge of the Fusi of Nanbei Town!"

"That's right, I, Daming Jinyiwei, is the son of the emperor's own army, and I ride the world. This is exactly what my father left behind. Over the years, they have already made various preparations on this American continent, and you and I are trying to deceive others." This is the first step in the recovery of Ming Dynasty!"

"It won't take long, and you will naturally see the perfect arrangements made by the guards in Jinyi. Even my native dialect of the Yin people was secretly taught by Commander Xing."

"In short... Commander Xing is devoting himself to Da Ming... Li Banban, don't blame him in the future!"

Looking at Zhu Fugui who looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, with tears in his eyes, old eunuch Li opened his mouth wide in shock...