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

Zhu Youjian nodded.

He put away the pistol, grabbed the silver box that had just been placed on the table, took out two cigarettes, and threw one to Zhang Xianzhong.

"Come one!"

Zhu Youjian lit one himself and reached out to hand over the still burning match.

Zhang Xianzhong hurriedly held Fangfeng with one hand, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and moved closer to light it.

The two emperors, who had been hostile just now, seemed like old friends at this moment.

Zhu Youjian crushed the match on the ground and sneered:

“They are all in charge, and they are all heroes of the Han family who would rather die than surrender.

You and I will fight to the death to kill Donglu and protect our Han family!

We are worthy of the Han blood flowing through us!

Just based on this, I recognize you! "

With Zhu Youjian's words, the three adopted sons who had a bruised nose and face after Zhang Xianzhong straightened their spines one after another.

Even the moans due to pain were suppressed.

Behind Zhu Youjian, the eyes of Wang Fuchen, Jiang Xiang and others were shining.

Even Li Dingguo, who was originally embarrassed, was finally able to look directly at Zhang Xianzhong, his adoptive father.

Zhu Youjian exhaled a puff of smoke and gritted his teeth:

"But there is a group of people there, sticking their butts out, ready to wait for the favor of the Tatars!"

Zhu Youjian pointed in the direction of Jiangnan, with disdain on his face.

"Old Zhang, can you get used to it?"

"God's motherfucker!"

Zhang Xianzhong exhaled a puff of smoke and squinted:

"I've wanted to fuck them for a long time, but it's a pity that I didn't do it..."

"Can't you go in?"

Zhu Youjian sneered:

"That's because they used to wear my Ming skin!

Why don’t I take back Jiangnan? It’s you, Lao Zhang, who is waiting for me!

Now, the skin they used to wear on their bodies, I will put it on you, Lao Zhang.

If you still can't get in, my Zhu and your Zhang will be written backwards! "

Zhang Xianzhong burst out laughing after hearing this:

"Sure, then I, Lao Zhang, will sell these one hundred and forty kilograms of meat to the Great Emperor."

"Wang Lian!"

Zhu Youjian waved.

Wang Lian turned around, took out a scroll from the eunuch's hand, came to the emperor's side, and took Zhang Xianzhong's sword from the table.

Unrolled the scroll on the table.

The warm wind on the top of the mountain was so strong that it made the scrolls fly.

Wang Lian casually picked up Zhang Xianzhong's sword and placed it on the scroll.

The map comes into view.

"This……"

Zhang Xianzhong's eyes widened.

This is actually a map?

With just a cursory glance, I saw the most conspicuous territory of the Ming Dynasty.

And in other places, there are endless foreign territories...

"This?"

Zhang Xianzhong looked up blankly.

There are so many territories outside the Ming Dynasty?

Are they all blank?

Zhang Xianzhong's heart instantly became hot.

Zhu Youjian showed him the meaning of unfolding the map. As a self-made hero, Zhang Xianzhong understood it instantly.

If it is not owned by China, it is not a white land without political power, so what is it!

what?

King Yi?

I bother!

Foreign vassal states that do not prostrate themselves under the power of China are not good vassals!

Zhang Xianzhong rubbed his hands, wondering where he could get a piece of feudal country...

I heard that boy Huang Lai'er has been very arrogant recently!

I bother!

Look, I, Old Zhang, am afraid of him, Old Li!

My name is Dashun!

What Zhu Youjian unfolded was a map of the Eurasian continent that he drew based on his own memory and had the eunuchs of the inner study hall integrate the maps of the vassal states of this era.

Pictures of boss Wen Wenhong

Zhu Youjian put his finger on the European part and chuckled at Zhang Xianzhong:

"Old Zhang!

China is so big, and it only takes a few mouthfuls of food to stir things up.

I want to join hands with you and go outside to grab food!

Lao Li's one-eyed dragon has already followed me.

Are you following?

You, Lao Zhang, are also a hero of my Han family. How can you look at so many territories and not have the royal education of China?

Besides, they all come with a handle!

Lao Zhang, do you like exotic girls?

The one with yellow hair and green eyes! "

"You, old emperor, are too evil-minded and not honest at all!

Emperor Zhang has handed over his sword, why are you still testing me?

Um, Lao Zhang, the one with the upper hand!

What you say is like water being poured out.

Don't tempt me anymore, I just listen to you. "

Zhang Xianzhong stared at Zhu Youjian for a while, but his eyes were shining brightly as he lay on the map and looked at it carefully:

"Ghost Rakshasa?

that is not……

There are also yellow ones there? "

The light in Zhang Xianzhong's eyes was like substance.

Even like a fly that saw the delicious food, it rubbed its feet excitedly.

Zhang Xianzhong's heart is burning:

I am also a man who once called himself king and emperor, the supreme Chinese nobleman.

Spread my Chinese royal dragon seed all over the world...

This is my unshirkable responsibility!

Zhang Xianzhong's vulgar words did not disgust Zhu Youjian. He chuckled:

"Yellow?

Just one kind, that’s not too monotonous!

Na Te Niang is a great place!

A steamed bun is as big as your head!

As for-

The fishy wind in the sand dunes blows the rotting dragon, and the Chinese hairy girl hides the Pisces,

In the mirror, my hair is old, my friend’s old slips and writings are sparse in front of the bottle.

There was no one around, the hair on my pubic area was spattered..."

Zhu Youjian laughed.

He glanced at Zhang Xianzhong and sneered:

"Old Zhang, can you be of some use?

Just one kind, isn’t it too monotonous?

That velvety and beautiful beard is more than just yellow hair!

There are also red, gray, white, brown..."

Zhang Xianzhong licked the corner of his mouth.

He already understood what Zhu Youjian meant - get rid of the Jiangnan dog thieves first, and then deal with them unanimously.

Since you can't beat it, you have no choice but to join.

Zhu Youjian's proposal was most beneficial to him.

But Zhu Youjian's words moved him.

He already knew that Li Zicheng was going to Timur.

Just by glancing at the map and seeing the huge arrow, Zhang Xianzhong understood where Li Zicheng was going.

Isn’t it the location where Timur used to be?

I heard that there are many camels there.

Grilled camel hump is delicious!

Huang Lai'er, this kid, is lucky...

And the emperor's finger is still in the west of Li Zicheng's future kingdom!

but……

Zhang Xianzhong casually touched his beard and changed the subject:

"Your Majesty, you are not interesting enough!

You gave Li Zicheng the title of Daxi Kingdom.

What's the use of that amount? "

Zhang Xianzhong couldn't express his words of surrender, so he had to express it in words.

Be tactful!

Haolai also once became emperor.

You have to save some face, right?

Zhu Youjian laughed:

"I granted Li Zicheng the title of Prince Shun of the Daxi Kingdom, so how could I miss you, Zhang Xianzhong!

Lao Zhang, let’s go to Jiangnan to fight first!

After the work is completed, I will give you the reward from the Western King of Dashun Kingdom, which is also at the prince level. "

It was a rare prank by Zhu Youjian to award two people with national titles.

Ever since he came to this era, before the battle with Yierdusi, he had been tense all the time.

After Li Zicheng agreed to join forces, Zhu Youjian finally saw China's future.

It was rare for him to act recklessly on his account.