Ming Dynasty: The Sixth Brother of the Zhu Family Seeks Immortality

Although the other five people were frightened for a moment by the enemy's fierce offensive methods, they immediately moved forward after reacting, and the five people surrounded the Yang family warriors.

Although the Yang family warriors were not afraid of life and death, they could not beat ten hands with one fist, and they were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen.

Thanks to the thicker meat, he was not beaten to death.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Hit, hit, hit!"

The two groups of people shouted wildly, each showing off their special skills.

Try to kill the enemy by any means and at any cost!

Zhu Zhankan performed a bright-eye spell and scanned the surroundings carefully.

From the moment the two groups started fighting, he felt that something was not right.

really!

The seemingly empty woods are actually polluted by the power of wishes and evil spirits!

Two groups of people are completely crazy!

"Look at the knife!"

With the death cry of the last person, this strange battle finally came to an end.

At this moment, a round head appeared with the blessing stone on top.

Two eyes popped up first, looking left and right.

Seeing the mess, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's still a good deal for Fatty to do this business without capital!"

The little fat man's complete body emerged from the ground.

His voice was exactly the same as the so-called senior in the praying stone just now.

The little fat man is like a hard-working little bee, buzzing around to collect nectar.

"The Yang family's purse blood medicine? Good stuff, at least five taels of silver!"

"White Lotus Sect's identity tag? It's worthless, throw it away!"

"Xinkai White Lotus Sutra? What the hell?"

The little fat man concentrated on touching the corpse, holding the necessary things in his arms and throwing the waste into the woods.

"Wouldn't it be a pity to throw this hammer away?"

The little fat man said casually: "What a pity! The fat man can't lift it..."

"..."

A simple conversation seemed to cast a restraining spell on the little fat man.

The little fat man's expression suddenly changed and he quickly retreated towards the cave.

Zhu Zhankan couldn't help but feel funny.

"fatty!"

An aura as strange as the abyss surged out!

The little fat man froze in place and couldn't move!

"Master! I'll give all my treasures to you, so I can give you a way to survive."

The little fat man gritted his teeth and sputtered out a complete sentence.

Zhu Zhankan said sadly: "You're confused! If I kill you, won't your things still belong to me?"

Chapter 179 Corruption in the Northwest Frontier Fortress

"I'm useful! I know how to make a blessing stone! I also know about the corruption in the northwest! There are hundreds of thousands of refugees! Sir, you are a talented person and you are a pillar of the imperial court. I will definitely be able to help you!"

The little fat man cried bitterly and managed to overcome his psychological barrier and break free from Zhu Zhankan's terrifying aura.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Zhu Zhankan played with the blessing stone and said casually.

"You said...corruption in the northwest? How do you know about corruption in the northwest when you are in Jinling?"

Zhu Zhankan thought to himself that Wanyan County in the northwest is also a good experimental site.

Maybe there's a chance to make a deal?

The little fat man regained a little confidence: "It didn't last a day, of course I knew it a long time ago!"

Zhu Zhankan recruited a homing pigeon exclusive to Jinyiwei.

Handing the pen and paper to the little fat man, he placed a restriction.

"write down!"

....

"How dare they write such a letter! How dare they play it!"

Unscrupulous!

Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi frowned and read the private letter from the county magistrate over and over again.

The general meaning of the private message is to beg for mercy.

I hope the prince will use his power to save the lives of their whole family.

They will definitely repay the prince for his great kindness!

Since the advent of the Ming Dynasty, later generations have often said that Zhu Biao was the most stable prince in the Ming Dynasty.

But Zhu Biao was shrouded in Zhu Yuanzhang's halo and died young, so his expressiveness was not that strong.

Instead, it was Zhu Gaochi, the eldest son of Zhu Di, the general who conquered the north.

As the prince who has overseen the country for many years, he has far more power than he imagined!

During the Yongle period, Mobei was conquered five times.

The prince Zhu Gaochi has been supervising the country.

Taxation, imperial examinations, cabinet...

One after another, Zhu Gaochi was almost all doing his best.

The imperial examination meant that it was easier to attract literary talents.

This means that many Jinshi naturally become close to the prince's faction after passing the imperial examination.

"father."

In the cabinet, Zhu Zhanji stepped step by step into the palace where his father worked.

The prince did take some rest a few days ago.

But Yongle Emperor Zhu Di discovered that this was not a problem!

too busy!

Even with the help of the cabinet, it is too busy.

He couldn't help but sigh at how energetic his father was.

One more emotion, thanks to having a good son.

Then he entrusted the cabinet to Zhu Gaochi again.

Therefore, after two and a half months of vacation, Prince Zhu Gaochi is back as king again!

Zhu Zhanji stood still in the hall and said hello with a smile.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly realized that the prince was not looking at him.

The prince held the letter and read it with a serious face.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

The prince was in a daze.

"Your father worked so hard in the imperial city to prevent your grandpa from going on a killing spree, but as a result, the officials from the north rushed to kill him!"

With that said, he handed the letter in his hand to Zhu Zhanji.

When Zhu Gaochi saw Zhu Zhanji starting to read the letter, he introduced:

"In the first half of the year, your grandfather's expedition to Mobei was very successful, and it can even be said that he won a great victory."

"The spoils of war are countless!"

"But last month, the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War checked and suddenly found that the numbers did not match."

"So they sent officials from the Ministry of Revenue to verify."

"In addition, the Supervisory Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate went to supervise together!"