Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Jiang Xiang sighed:

"Your Majesty, in today's battle formation, the power of firearms has overwhelmed manpower.

Although the assistant minister is a fierce general who has never been born in the world, his majesty's safety is related to the country and the country, so I really dare not neglect it. "

Jiang Xiang couldn’t agree!

This emperor was notoriously adventurous.

When he came south from the capital last year, this man repeatedly put himself in dangerous situations...

If he agrees, what should he do if the emperor is happy and wants to play in person?

The war is in danger!

It is inevitable that there will be some omissions...

If something happens to the emperor, not even the brains of his family can atone for such a serious crime...

Why didn't Zhu Youjian know what Jiang Xiang was worried about?

He smiled and waved, saying:

"Okay, okay!

I promise you that I will never go to the front line personally.

I just want to go to the capital to have a look. "

Zhu Youjian sighed:

"The Capital of the Ming Dynasty was lost in my hands, so I will naturally take it back with my own hands!"

It wasn't that Zhu Youjian had to go to the capital to have a romantic break.

But - Beijing is the capital of the Ming Dynasty after all.

Zhu Di, a ruthless man, buried himself outside the capital again.

The political significance of regaining the capital is too high!

Besides, this is a major event that changed history——

Without his participation, it would be too boring...

Of course, Zhu Youjian still has a small calculation.

The restoration of the capital—this is a scene that must be mentioned in the history books of future generations.

If he doesn't go there in person - who knows how future generations will arrange themselves?

Besides, without his "good command", which was a great achievement in recovering the capital, there would have been a group of peerless generals with "unparalleled prestige".

He has already raised his noble status too high...

Once you have the bonus of this name, it is inevitable that someone will take advantage of you.

You can only claim this credit yourself...

……

Seeing the emperor's statement that he would not take risks himself, Jiang Xiang was overjoyed and said hurriedly:

"Then I will make arrangements now!"

Zhu Youjian nodded and let him go.

He left Wang Fuchen behind, but said to Wang Lian:

"Bring it up."

Wang Lian turned around and went to the side room. After a few breaths, he walked out with a tray.

Zhu Youjian said to Wang Fuchen:

"The general is so powerful that I highly reward him.

This is the robe I gave to the Qing family.

Wan Wangqing's family will continue to work hard in the future to kill flags and seize generals for our Ming Dynasty.

I will not hesitate to reward you generously! "

Wang Lian opened the silk cloth on the tray.

It turned out to be a pair of fine steel chainmail, and at the bottom was a large cloak that was red on the outside and white on the inside.

On one side of the tray is a handgun with four barrels.

It is Rongguang No. 2.

Wang Fuchen was overjoyed and hurriedly bent down to thank him:

"I have done so little, but your Majesty has given me such a generous gift..."

I...I swear to the death to protect my country, the Ming Dynasty! "

Zhu Youjian stepped off the dragon chair and helped Wang Fuchen up with both hands.

As soon as his mind turned, Zhu Youjian personally took off Wang Fuchen's robe, put the chain armor on him, and put the original cloth armor on over the chain armor.

A bright red cloak was tied around his neck.

Zhu Youjian took a step back and looked around.

This Wang Fuchen is born with a clothes rack.

Wearing a bright red cloak and shawl, he looked particularly mighty and domineering.

There was a smile on his lips:

“He is truly a great general.

I have a general, so I can sleep peacefully at night! "

Wang Fuchen's eyes were red with emotion.

It is a great honor for the emperor to put on the armor himself!

He just wished he could die serving the emperor immediately!

"Your Majesty...I...I...I..."

Wang Fuchen was so moved that he was speechless...

"The Qing family fought in Guihua City last year and defeated the thieves with great force. I admired them very much."

Zhu Youjian patted the wrinkles on the cloak, stretched out his hand, and straightened the folded marks.

He continued:

"I, a Ming Dynasty man, should stand upright!

As Yue Wumu said——

"The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty."

I hope that you, general, will kill the thieves again and achieve eternal peace for China and the Ming Dynasty! "

Wang Fuchen nodded seriously:

"I've made a note of it!"

……

Wang Fuchen left.

He walked out of the palace in agitated mood.

Hot blood surged up, and his fair face looked like he was drunk.

Stepping out of the Meridian Gate, Wang Fuchen turned around.

He knelt down on one knee and gritted his teeth:

"Your Majesty, don't worry. I, Wang Fuchen, will sell these more than 100 kilograms of meat to your Majesty!"

……

Inside the Qinzheng Hall.

Zhu Youjian was lying on the chair.

Several little maids were squeezing his legs.

There were several pretty little girls behind him, reaching out and squeezing the emperor's shoulders.

Zhu Youjian looked at Wang Lian:

"I'm going to leave tomorrow. Li Yan, you have to cooperate!"

Wang Lian bent down:

"Your Majesty, don't worry, my maid has taken note of everything."

Zhu Youjian waved, and Wang Lian slowly backed away and stood in the shadow behind the pillar.

Zhu Youjian squinted his eyes slightly.

A pair of soft little hands squeezed him so comfortably that he wanted to hum.

This treatment...

Even if you buy a bathtub, you won’t be able to enjoy it!

He looked at several little maids busy around him.

Watch them pinch their legs, pinch their shoulders...

Zhu Youjian reached out and patted the buttocks of a little palace maid.

"Snapped!"

It was extremely loud in the silent hall.

The little palace maid was shocked:

"Grandpa~!"

She was coquettishly sullen, with a pretty face that was already red and about to bleed.

Seeing that the emperor made no move, he felt slightly disappointed in his heart.

A pair of small green hands gently squeezed the emperor's thigh...

……

“Put it in a little harder.

Ok.

Correct!

That's the power. "

"Snapped!"

"Where to press it?

Can that area be rubbed? "

……

It has been more than a year since he came to this world, and Zhu Youjian can finally enjoy the treatment of an emperor with peace of mind.

The palace maid was pressed so hard that she was dripping with sweat and her wrists were sore.

Zhu Youjian finally opened his eyes.

He waved the maids to go down.

"Snapped!"

Two big feet were propped up on the table.

The body became lazier again.

Looking at the brightly lit square outside the palace, he turned to look at Wang Lian who could vaguely see him.

Zhu Youjian chuckled:

"I won't kill you just because I don't want to bear the infamy!

Just because I don’t kill doesn’t mean my gloves don’t kill! "

Li Yan is his other pair of gloves...

Those people in Jiangnan, unable to extend their tentacles into the new palace, actually tried to create public opinion and use their righteousness to threaten themselves!

I bother!

I even used Emperor Longwu, Zhu Yujian, as a pair of gloves to fight local tyrants and seize land...

I even used the warlord leader Zuo Liangyu to make gloves for beating tycoons and robbing grain...

Is it still illegal to wear a few different pairs?

Turn your head.

Look at the Yulin Guardsmen standing like javelins at the entrance of the palace.

Zhu Youjian chuckled:

"I'm changing the bodyguards. With these people...

Who can get one step closer to me! "

"Falling into the water?

Practice antibodies by drinking water?

Take pills?

To develop highly toxic antibodies? "

"I bother!"

"As long as I wear my gloves well, I will be the most powerful person in the world..."