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

Chapter 78 After eating salt, Shenjiying can run faster, right?

Zhu Di was really angry.

This is his second imperial conquest since he took the throne.

He is not young anymore, no one knows how many times he can do this kind of thing.

And these people in front of him are all the seedlings he is optimistic about, the pillars of Ming Dynasty in the future.

As it is now, it is impossible to say that I am not disappointed.

For a batch of supplies, you can almost knock out the dog's brain. If you lead the army alone in the future, then it's okay?
When Fan Zhong heard Zhu Di's words, he knew that Zhu Di was really angry, so he didn't dare to speak now.

On the other side, I haven't noticed the situation here, and the food supervisor is still persuading me, and my old face almost burst into tears:

"Generals, just listen to the advice of the villain. These new salt and gloves are all made by His Royal Highness. This is just the first batch. The second batch will arrive in a few days, and the third batch will arrive. By then Everyone has a share."

As soon as he said this, several bigwigs in the battle circle ignored him at all.

On the contrary, there was a discussion among the subordinate generals outside the battle circle.

Zhu Di was also taken aback when he heard the food supervisor's words.

Immediately, his head was full of black lines, and after a long time, the culprit who made such a mess for himself was his grandson?

I was still thinking just now, my eldest grandson is a bit young, so I made such a move for myself just now?
How can this grandson be too young?

This is because I am too young!

"Fan Zhong, go, get me some so-called new salt, and those gloves. I want to have a look, and see what kind of power this so-called new salt and gloves have. Uncle Hou almost knocked out the dog's brain."

After Zhu Di heard that the new salt and gloves were made by Zhu Zhanji, he immediately changed his target.

For those of Lord Hou and Uncle Hou, he still relies on these people to fight the war, so the punishment really cannot be too heavy.

Naturally, since the culprit is Zhu Zhanji, the eldest grandson, he must not let it go like this.

"Yes!"

Fan Zhong didn't think too much about it, the emperor asked him to do it, so he did it.

After giving instructions to the subordinates around him, Fan Zhong strode out.

His identity is there, although he is not a general leading an army alone, nor is he an uncle or something.

But after all, they are people who are always by Zhu Di's side, and those with bright minds, when they saw Fan Zhong, they basically guessed that Zhu Di should come.

Although I haven't seen Zhu Di himself now, Fan Zhongna is almost synonymous with Zhu Di.

Some people want to slip away quietly, while others are unresponsive and don't know why.

For a while, the cheers were a little weaker.

And the few Hou Ye uncles in the battle circle don't care about other things.

As for the few who slipped away, after just a few steps, one or two of Zhu Di's relatives ran over, stretched out their hands to stop them without saying a word, and said blankly:

"The emperor said, let the generals continue to watch the show!"

"This………"

Hearing this, the few people who originally wanted to escape froze in embarrassment.

At this time, Fan Zhong also walked over to the food supervisor. The food supervisor was no stranger to Fan Zhong. Seeing Fan Zhong was like seeing a savior.

He just wanted to say something, but Fan Zhong ignored him, and ordered lightly:
"The emperor has an order. I want to see the so-called new salt and gloves. Get some, and then come with me to meet the emperor."

The food supervisor's expression froze, he opened his mouth, looked at the uncle Hou Ye who was still fighting in the battle circle, and said Nana: "Then... this way..."

"You don't have to worry about it here!"

Fan Zhong glanced at him and continued: "The emperor has his own arrangements!"

"Yes!"

As soon as the food supervisor heard this, he didn't want to ask any more questions, so he took a sack of gloves and a box of used Salt packed in a wooden box.

Fan Zhong glanced at the two things, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes, but he didn't ask much, he picked up the bag of the food supervisor's gloves,

After checking two things and making sure there was nothing wrong, he turned around and left without saying a word.

The food supervisor looked again at the uncles in the battle circle, silently mourned for them, and then followed immediately.

There was a lot of movement here. Someone in the battle circle saw that the food supervisor who was still persuading them had lost his voice, so someone looked here curiously.

Immediately after seeing Fan Zhong, he was startled for a moment, kicked his opponent away, and shouted at Fan Zhong:
"Brother Fan Zhong, you came at a good time, you come to judge, tell me, who is suitable for this glove and new salt?"

When Fan Zhong heard someone calling him, he looked over and saw that it was a Lord Hou in the battle circle, he immediately cupped his hands and said, "Forgive me, Lord Hou, the general dare not make his own decisions, what does the emperor mean? , Let the generals continue to fight!"

The person who spoke was stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously: "The emperor wants us to continue fighting?"

Fan Zhong nodded, didn't say much, replied, then turned around and continued to carry his things and left.

The person who spoke froze in place, slapped the back of the head with a sudden slap, and then lowered his voice and said:

"You idiot, the emperor is here!"

"The emperor is here?"

The man froze for a moment, subconsciously looking around.

At this time, everyone finally reacted from this sudden change.

Some people want to run away without saying a word, but they will be stopped after taking a few steps.

Others looked around subconsciously, as if they wanted to find Zhu Di.

At this time, Zhu Di saw the commotion here, and knew that he couldn't hide anymore, so he walked out from behind the crowd.

"See the emperor!"

Crash, the originally lively scene became quiet instantly with Zhu Di's appearance.

Several Hou Ye uncles in the battle circle also looked at each other with embarrassing faces, and without saying a word, they knelt down on the ground with a plop.

Zhu Di first looked around at the spectators around, how could these people dare to look at Zhu Di, and all of them quickly lowered their heads.

Zhu Di didn't speak, and walked a few more steps to the side of several masters and uncles.

He circled around a few people, then nodded, and said with an angry smile: "It's good, you're all doing well, are you fighting? Are you still blocking the gate of the barracks? You're so talented! "

He said, and then seemed to suddenly realize it, nodded and said: "Oh, I forgot, you are all uncles, marquises, masters, right? Awesome, you guys Father!"

When the people kneeling on the ground heard Zhu Di's words, they were so frightened that they wanted to put their heads in their crotches immediately.

Zhu Di told them to behave like this, and continued to reprimand: "Fight, wasn't it very lively just now? Why don't you fight now? You, Liu Ermazi, and you, Chen Datou, this nickname is loud, come on!" Come on, tell me, who do I want to listen to?"

Chen Mao, Marquis of Ningyang, and Liu Sheng, Marquis of Anyuan, heard Zhu Di mentioning their nicknames, their faces changed, and they quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy:
"The emperor appeases his anger, and he will be convicted at the end!"

"Hmph, guilty?"

Zhu Di snorted coldly, walked behind a Hou Ye who buried his head on the ground and raised his ass, raised his foot abruptly, and kicked his ass.

He had a lot of strength, and the Hou Ye who was kicked by him jumped forward directly.

But he didn't dare to say anything, he knelt back immediately, and then pushed his butt higher, and said loudly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for punishing me!"

Zhu Di: "..."

Seeing this clever guy, he almost laughed out of anger.

Then without further ado, he kicked the ass again:
"Thank you for the punishment, right? Then you can thank me a few times!"

Looking at Lord Hou who was kicked away again, the people beside him also trembled.

And the next moment, the kicked one knelt back again:
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for punishing me!"

Zhu Di: "..."

Seeing this scene, Zhu Di rolled his eyes directly.

However, the anger inexplicably disappeared for a while, and then the voice became normal, saying:
"Don't think that if I kick you a few times, this matter is over. Today's one counts as one. From tomorrow onwards, I will take turns feeding the horses. When will the war start and when will it end? It's up to you guys During the Northern Expedition, all alcohol was prohibited."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Hearing Zhu Di's words, whether it's a general or an uncle or lord, he let out a long sigh of relief.

At this time, Zhu Di finally looked at Fan Zhong and said, "Fan Zhong, bring the things here."

"Yes!"

As Fan Zhong spoke, he immediately walked over with a bag and fresh salt.

The food supervisor followed behind him, and the two saluted, and Zhu Di nodded to the food supervisor.

Then he looked at the box containing the new salt first, and said to Fan Zhong:

"Open it, I want to see, what kind of salt is it that almost knocked out your dog's brains?"

Several Hou Ye uncles smiled awkwardly, and did not dare to speak out when they were ridiculed.

And Fan Zhong has already opened the box.

Salt is actually a relatively precious thing in the army, especially for soldiers who fight fiercely every day, they need to supplement a large amount of salt every day to maintain their physical strength.

So Zhu Di scolded and scolded, when he got the salt, he was very careful with the movements of his hands, for fear of spilling it.

The salt in his hand was very white, the kind that was so white that it was very pure.

Zhu Di subconsciously thought of snowflakes. If he hadn't held them in his hands, he felt that someone told him that they were snowflakes, and he probably believed them with a high probability.

But that alone doesn't make Zhu Di feel moved.

He has seen a lot of good-looking things, and there are many flashy things.

He also believed that if it was just like this, these arrogant soldiers under him would not be out of their minds.

Glancing at Fan Zhong, Fan Zhong nodded to Zhu Di, and then Zhu Di carefully dipped some salt from the salt box with his hands, put it in his mouth, and closed his eyes to feel the pure salty taste in his mouth.

Then he nodded and said: "It's a good salt, even compared to the salt in the palace, it's not bad."

After he finished speaking, the Hou Ye and uncles who were fighting also licked their faces and laughed, Li Bin, the commander of the right army of the Fifth Army Battalion, said directly:

"Your majesty, look, you can say yes, the general will tell you the truth, this salt is given to the right army of the general, and the general will give you a guarantee that when the brothers fight against the enemy, they will definitely be better than each other." strength!"

"fart!"

As soon as Li Bin opened his mouth, someone next to him started cursing, but as soon as this person opened his mouth, he immediately saw Zhu Di looking over with a dark face, and immediately became cowardly again, and hurriedly said:

"Your majesty, the last general... The last general is not talking about you, but the last general is talking about Li Bin. Don't listen to his nonsense. This salt should be given to the last general's cavalry. Such good salt is given to the cavalry. If the cavalry’s horse is eaten, it will definitely grow better, and the general will assure you that when Mahamu sees the general, he will have to run with his tail between his legs!”

His opening was like turning on a switch, and the people next to him immediately shouted:
"What are cavalry and not cavalry? I met my Shenji Battalion. I will bombard you as much as you come. This new salt must be given to our Shenji Battalion. With the new salt, the brothers of Shenji Battalion can take aim. More accurate and faster to reload!"

"You can run faster, right? You don't need to charge into the front line of the Shenji Battalion. Ordinary table salt is enough. It's a waste of such good salt to give you the Shenji Battalion. I think it's better to give us the left whistle... "

"Bastard!"

Seeing that several people were about to quarrel again, Zhu Di's face darkened and he cursed directly.

"Emperor calm down!"

Hearing Zhu Di's words, these masters and uncles immediately turned off the ignition, and immediately lowered their heads one by one.

Seeing this, Zhu Di became even angrier, and when he caught one, he scolded: "Isn't it just a little good salt? If you haven't eaten it, how can you drip it? Ah? What can such a little salt do? It's enough for several soldiers to eat? And each one is stronger than the other." Li Bin, come on, tell me, how many people are strong enough with this little salt?"

"Emperor... Your Majesty!"

Li Bin, whose name was called, shrank his neck, and whispered nervously:

"Well, there's a lot of new salt!"

"A lot?"

Hearing this, Zhu Di was stunned for a moment, and then immediately asked with a straight face: "How much is a lot?"

Li Bin glanced at Zhu Di cautiously, and then said, "Probably enough to feed the Youjun for a month!"

"One month, one month almost knocked out your dog's brain?"

Zhu Di cursed subconsciously.

After scolding him, he felt wrong again, then looked at Liu Sheng next to Li Bin, and asked, "How much salt did he say just now?"

Seeing that he was being called, Liu Sheng almost burst into tears, and hurriedly said: "Go back to the emperor, enough for Shenjiying to eat for two months!"

Zhu Di: "..."

Zhu Di looked at Liu Sheng, then at Li Bin, and then at the others.

I don't know if they are afraid of being asked by Zhu Di, but the others hurriedly said:

"Your Majesty, enough food for the Chinese army for half a month!"

"Your Majesty, enough for the right whistle to eat for three months!"

"The left whistle is also three months!"

"Hold right for forty days!"

"Left for fifty days!"

Zhu Di: "..."

(End of this chapter)