Daming: I asked you to supervise the country, Daming is all crazy?

Chapter 77 The Angry Zhu Di! ! !

Zhu Di is in a good mood recently.

The main reason was that Xia Yuanji, who had always opposed his Northern Expedition, had not bothered him for such a long time.

He still remembered the scene where Xia Yuanji complained to him every now and then during his first Northern Expedition.

The booklets given to him every day are either spent here or there.

All kinds of crying poor.

From time to time, he would give him a note about resigning from his old age and returning to his hometown.

But he couldn't do without this old guy, which made him angry and love him at the same time.

It made him feel a little headache when he heard the word money at that time.

And now it's all right,
Before the Northern Expedition this time, he had already made preparations. As long as it was handed over by Xia Yuanji, it had nothing to do with supplies and food, and he would ignore it.

But I didn't expect that after so many days, this Xia Yuanji didn't make any other papers.

All kinds of materials are given as much as he wants, without any discount.

To be honest, he hasn't seen Xia Yuanji complaining for such a long time now,

Well, I still miss it.

Thinking of this, he looked at Fan Zhong at the side and asked, "Is there any news from Ying Tian recently?"

"Back to the emperor!"

Fan Zhong arched his hands, and then said: "There is no news from Yingtian recently, but according to Anzi's news, His Royal Highness King Zhao, a few days ago, disguised himself as a group of refugees and secretly replied to Yingtian, presumably King Zhao Your Highness should have news back soon."

"Make up as a refugee and secretly respond to the sky?"

There was no change of expression on Zhu Di's face when he heard this, as if these things were not unexpected to him at all.

His three sons, he can see what kind of virtue he has with his eyes closed.

It is no surprise that the youngest son disguised himself as a refugee and secretly responded to Tian's operation.

Even Zhu Gaosui's idea, and where he will hide after returning to Yingtian, Zhu Di can immediately know the general idea as long as he thinks about it.

After thinking about it, he asked, "Where's the grandson? Didn't he find out?"

Fan Zhong cupped his hands: "The final general does not know, Anzi has not sent back news of his grandson."

"Still a little young!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di shook his head, as if he felt that the news was less interesting.

Or he felt that his eldest grandson and youngest son should have a fight between the dragon and the tiger, which would be more in line with his mind.

Wei Wei pondered and said: "Wait a little longer, after a few days, if Taisun still doesn't find that King Zhao has returned to Yingtian, you should find a way to get someone to tell him the news."

Fan Zhong nodded when he heard the words, without any expression change on his face.

Whatever the emperor asked him to do, he would do.

In his eyes, there is nothing like Zhao Wang, Han Wang, prince, or grandson.

The only person who can make him bow his head and obey orders is always Zhu Di in front of him.

"emperor!"

While the two were talking, the curtain of the big tent was lifted, revealing a pro-army beside Zhu Di.

These pro-military forces are responsible for protecting his safety during the war, and they are also responsible for delivering some news for him in normal times.

It can be said that each one was selected and cultivated by Zhu Di himself.

The pro-army entered the big tent, some stumbled and ran in, knelt on the ground and just saluted.

Zhu Di raised his eyes, glanced at the pro-jun, and when he saw the appearance of the pro-jun, he rubbed his forehead calmly, and then asked lightly: "Tell me, which two generals are drunk again?" Fighting over alcohol?"

The army has always been boring, and now it's just preparing for battle, some soldiers are relaxed and like to drink and have fun, especially some generals who have nothing to do.

I can't get vent on weekdays, and then I drink alcohol.

A group of big old men, drunk, and when they talk, they don’t keep the door open. Sometimes they are fine for a second, hooking their shoulders and backs, feeling you and me, and they may be on the sidelines in the next second. He scolded his mother, and then slammed a wine jar directly on the opponent's head.

When old Zhutou was still there, he followed Xu Da and Chang Yuchun in the Northern Expedition. It can be said that he grew up in the military camp, and he has long been familiar with such things.

Even the generals he admired most, Chang Yuchun and Xu Da, were no different from those ordinary generals in this respect.

And he also knew that although these people were drunk, they would keep their hands in check when fighting, and there were other guards around, so nothing serious would happen.

So Zhu Di usually just opened his eyes and closed his eyes, and then waited for these people to sober up, and then punished them symbolically.

After all, the weather is cold now, and it is impossible to ban alcohol in the army. There have been more than one or two fights between generals in the past few days. If he punishes them severely every time they fight, it is estimated that these generals will have to be killed by him before the battle is fought. Down a batch.

So seeing the stumbling appearance of this pro-military, Zhu Di preconceived that it was another drunk general who was fighting.

I don't care too much about it in my heart, fighting is fighting, as long as I don't break people.

After all, it is the army, if every general behaves like a little sheep, then it is not called an army.

Even if such an army is pulled out, it is estimated that it will add to the enemy's record.

It's just that when he finished speaking, he knelt on the ground and kissed the army, but he didn't follow his words, but said anxiously:

"Your Majesty, more than two generals are fighting!"

"Oh?"

When Zhu Di heard this, he glanced at Qin Wei curiously and asked with a smile:

"Is that three? Or four? You tell me, let me see who are there?"

Seeing that Zhu Di still wanted to have fun, the face of the pro-military became even more anxious, and he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, all the leading generals are fighting, Marquis Chen Mao of Ningyang, Marquis Zheng Heng of Wu'an, Marquis Liu Sheng of Anyuan, Marquis Li Bin of Fengcheng, and so on." Several other leading generals are now fighting at the gate of the barracks!"

"They're all fighting?"

Zhu Di was startled when he heard the words, then immediately sat up straight, the smile disappeared from his face.

One or two fights are fine, as long as there is no accident, he will pass by with his eyes closed.

But it's all a fight, where does this make him, the emperor who has personally conquered himself, face?
Is it possible that I still can't control a group of arrogant soldiers?

Seeing Zhu Di's face change, the soldiers thought to themselves that the emperor didn't change his face because of the collapse of mountains.

Thinking in his heart, he didn't stop talking, and continued:
"Back to the emperor, a batch of supplies has just been transported by heaven. Originally, this batch of supplies should be transported directly to the warehouse and then distributed separately. However, when they were transported into the camp, they happened to meet Ningyang Hou Chen Mao and Wu'an Hou Zheng Heng. The Marquis must have drank some wine, thinking that there was fine wine in this batch of supplies, so he insisted on checking, but the food supervisor couldn't stop him. It's all right, but I don't want the two marquises to find the wine, but they found a lot of salt in this batch of supplies, and... there is something called gloves, and I don't know what the food supervisor said. As soon as the other generals saw these things, they all fought!"

The pro-jun finished the story in one breath, and Zhu Di had already stood up at this time.

He didn't listen to the other words, he only knew that the team was in chaos now, and it was time for him to shake up the scene.

"Fan Zhong, let's go, follow me to have a look, I want to see what kind of trouble these princes are trying to make?"

"Here, the last general leads the order!"

……

The generals of the Northern Expedition all fought.

This can be regarded as the first time in the world.

Not only did Zhu Di go, but some generals who hadn't heard the news ran over one by one after getting the news
The nature of watching the excitement does not distinguish between men, women, young or old, status or status.

And when Zhu Di came to the gate of the barracks, he almost rolled his eyes angrily when he saw the scene in front of him.

In the icy and snowy world, seven or eight generals with strong bodies have all taken off their armor at this time, and none of them are afraid of being frozen or suffering from the wind and cold.

He just took off his shirt and was shirtless. You rushed up and punched me, and I rushed up and kicked you. It was hard to beat.

At the gate of the camp, a group of horse-drawn carriages transporting supplies was also blocked at the gate of the camp, unable to advance or retreat.

An official who was supervising the transportation of grain and grass looked at the scene in front of him and was sweating profusely.

"Hey, Lord Hou, Lord Hou, please do as long as you can, and quickly accept your magical powers. If you bump into this, the villain will not be able to bear it."

He shouted, but he didn't dare to go forward, for fear that he would get close and be beaten up by these big shots.

The ones in front of him belonged to Lord Hou or Uncle, and each of them was a hero who led the army alone.

The situation was chaotic, his small arms and legs would hurt if he rubbed them, and they would break if he touched them.

If he got close and was beaten, he would have no place to cry.

Suddenly, a shirtless man was kicked out of the ring.

He stepped back several steps, and retreated to the side of the food supervisor.

The food supervisor subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him, but he didn't want this person to push him to squat, and then rushed back cursing:

"Get out, you don't have the place to talk here. You take care of my salt and gloves for me. Today I will leave the words here. Even if the emperor comes, I will have to pay for the gloves and the salt." I beg the emperor to give it to Lao Tzu first."

"Fart your mother, Datou Chen, have you asked me this? The emperor is here, and this batch of new salt and gloves will definitely be given to my Shenji camp. With these gloves, my Shenji camp I beat ten of them one by one!"

"Blow it, you can blow it to me, Liu Ermazi, who the hell doesn't know that your Shenji camp is just a three-axe, and you can fight ten of them. Come on, come on, if you have the ability, you and I will fight each other. I must let you see whether it is your Huokukuai or Laozi's Makuai."

.........

Outside the battle circle, there are some sub-level generals who know that they can't compete with the big shots inside the battle circle.

After all, each of these people belonged to Lord Hou or uncle, and if they were pulled out randomly, they were all "fathers" with the word "father".

And let alone fight in front of these masters, they have to have fun secretly if they don't get beaten.

So seeing these masters fighting fiercely, they kept cheering for the boss they were optimistic about.

Try to milk yourself now, maybe you will win the final winner, and then you can sell your face, and then you can follow these big shots to drink soup.

"It's reversed, it's reversed, everyone treats the military regulations as a joke, right?"

On the other end, Zhu Di quietly appeared behind the crowd, and did not stand up immediately.

Listening to my favorite generals talking about Lao Tzu one by one, and what will happen to him, the emperor.

Zhu Di's old face suddenly turned dark with anger.

Looking at Fan Zhong beside him, he said, "Fan Zhong, write it down, write it all down for me, and write down all the fights and booing."

"Emperor calm down!"

Fan Zhong smiled wryly, and asked Zhu Di to remember his name according to the emperor's instructions, while comforting Zhu Di:
"These generals just thought it was exciting, and when they struck, they all hit the spot with the most flesh. With the physique of these generals, nothing will happen."

To be honest, Fan Zhong has been with Zhu Di for a long time.

But it was the first time he had seen this situation before him.

In the past, these people fought as fights, but they were basically drunk.

Or it is a competition of martial arts, but apart from being drunk, he will pay more or less attention to some images.

It's not like what it is like now, completely disregarding the image, let alone talking, and scolding whoever is arrested.

From time to time, some people would sneak up on someone from behind, just kick someone's ass, and then kick the other person's shit with the front foot.

How does this look like a group of generals?
If it was a fight in another place, he would not have the slightest doubt if it was said that it was a group of local ruffians.

It's no wonder Zhu Di got angry.

After all, these people are all the generals whom the emperor is optimistic about, and they are the pillars of the future of Ming Dynasty.

Now that it has become like this, if you don't get angry, you will go to hell.

After Fan Zhong finished speaking, he hesitated for a while, then cupped his hands again and said: "If the emperor can't see it anymore, the last general will go out and let people take them all!"

Zhu Di was still puzzled when he heard the words, he snorted and said:

"Fight, let them fight, they are all lords, if they don't fight today, they will all be banned from drinking for half a year."

　I had a headache last night, and I was in a bad state. I wanted to sleep for a while, but then I overslept, so I updated two chapters. I'm sorry for the waiting guys!

　　
　
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