Daming: Start with an Altar of Luck

Chapter 63 The Sword of the Son of Heaven (for collection)
Hearing Lao Zhu's voice, Zhu Biao came back to his senses.

Gently closing the book in his hand, Zhu Biao finally found the most suitable exercise for him after a day and a night in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Lao Zhu also saw the name of the book in Zhu Biao's hand, "Forging Body Style".

"Father, this world is indeed a little different from ours. There is a very magical technique here, which is called martial arts by those who practice it."

Zhu Biao breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, Zhu Biao wanted to call the martial arts recorded in the books in his hands "national art", because there was no qigong, no supernatural powers, only the kung fu of constantly tapping one's own potential.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Zhu Biao began to tell Lao Zhu what he had gained in the Sutra Pavilion.

Originally, I wanted to deal with the old Zhu who was the minister in the city immediately, because Zhu Biao stayed in the Sutra Pavilion for another two hours, during which he read a lot of martial arts secret books in this world, and also understood the level of martial arts. And the strength of masters who practice martial arts.

Although he doesn't think highly of these old Zhu, after all, even the Huajin masters described in the book can't withstand the siege of flintlock guns, but this can strengthen his own martial arts, after all, it is the first step for Daming to step into the extraordinary.

Maybe they don't need them, but it doesn't mean that the soldiers of Ming Dynasty and the people of Ming Dynasty don't need them.

"There are some merits in it, which are not bad. Afterwards, we will find one or two simple exercises that are suitable for teaching and promoting in the army, and let my soldiers of the Ming Dynasty be familiar with them first."

Lao Zhu is actually interested in the secrets of the exercises he cultivated. As the emperor of Daming, as long as Daming gets stronger and stronger, he will naturally become stronger and stronger under the influence of qi operation.

As the person with the strongest luck in the Ming Dynasty, it is not impossible to speak the law in the future, no matter how strong you are, so what if you can't even get close.

So Lao Zhu has some disdain for these secret books. Although he disdains them, it doesn't mean that Lao Zhu doesn't pay attention to them. Everything that is beneficial to Daming, Lao Zhu attaches great importance to.

Zhu Biao obviously saw the disdain in Old Zhu's eyes, and couldn't help shaking his head.

Zhu Biao and Lao Zhu have different ideas. After more than a day, Zhu Biao has read a lot of exercise secrets, which are similar, except that the exercise methods and pile skills are different.

Qi luck may be omnipotent, but luck is too dependent on external objects, while martial arts is derived from oneself, not bad for external objects, everything is excavated from oneself, and does not need any spiritual energy, luck, or incense.

Compared with the cultivation methods of Immortal Dao and Shinto that need to rely on foreign objects, Zhu Biao still likes martial arts, at least martial arts can play a role no matter when and where.

You don't need to rely on external things such as aura, but you only seek yourself, and gather the mighty power of heaven and earth on yourself.

"It's a pity that the secret books of exercises in this world can only serve as an enlightenment. Even the secret books collected by the royal family are not too advanced, and the ones above Dan Jin have long been invisible." Zhu Biao sighed inwardly. It's a pity .

"After all, they are some martial arts methods. You have to remember that you are the prince of Ming Dynasty, you can learn this method, but the most important thing is the way of imperial servants. Remember that the son of a thousand gold does not sit in the court, and my Ming Dynasty has a million soldiers. , an individual is only an individual after all, how can one person stop my Ming Dynasty's million soldiers."

The change in Zhu Biao's eyes naturally couldn't escape Lao Zhu's eyes. To Lao Zhu, this thing is good, but it is not the most important thing for an emperor or a prince.

No matter what martial arts cheats are for people to practice, the imperial court only needs to control the most powerful practitioners, who can make waves.

It is said that there are three kinds of swords, one is called Tianzi sword, the other is called princes' sword, and the third is called common people's sword.

And what Lao Zhu is best at is the Tianzi Sword, which is majestic and upright, impeccable, and the enemy has already been defeated without drawing the sword himself.

Listening to Zhu Biao's narration for these two hours, Lao Zhu understood that this skill is not bad, but it belongs to the common people's sword category. When a man gets angry, blood splatters five steps, it is not the work of the emperor.

I asked myself, if I hadn't been the emperor of Ming Dynasty now, Lao Zhu would have attached great importance to these exercises, but now Zhu Yuanzhang is no longer the former monk of Huangjue Temple, let alone Zhu Chongba, a soldier in Haozhou.

The position of the buttocks determines the height of Lao Zhu's head.

"Whoo~"

Zhu Biao let out a foul breath.

In my heart, it was as if I was pulling out the clouds to see the moon, so I can't blame Zhu Biao for being blinded. In fact, most of the books I read in my previous life were about one person running rampant in the world. Fortunately, old Zhu woke up Zhu Biao in time.

"Father, emperor and son understand." Zhu Biao bowed respectfully to Lao Zhu.

Old Zhu responded with a smile all over his face. Old Zhu was very happy to see Zhu Biao wake up in time. If Zhu Biao couldn't wake up in time, Old Zhu would have to use means to make Zhu Biao understand what the general trend is.

"Okay, just figure it out, let's go and see how the battle is going." Lao Zhu didn't say any more, he still has a lot of time. He can live for many years, and now that there is an altar of luck, he can teach Zhu Biao slowly.

"My son obeys the order." Zhu Biao responded and followed Lao Zhu to go out, but the book in his hand was not returned to the shelf, but was carried into his arms by Zhu Biao.

Old Zhu naturally discovered Zhu Biao's small actions, but he also said what should be said. When the child grows up, he has his own ideas. He can't care about big and small things, can he?

As long as the general direction is good, Lao Zhu does not want to intervene too much. Having read Ming history, he also realized that Zhu Biao's early death may be related to the pressure he put on Zhu Biao, so he has learned from the past, and he is not prepared to be too oppressive in this life. Zhu Biao, he can live for a long time anyway, so wait for him to tidy up Da Ming, and then hand over a Da Ming who has no problems to Biaoer.

"Liu Zongmin, it's been four hours, and you haven't taken down a single city gate?" Li Zicheng sat on the handsome chair and looked at Liu Zongmin with an unkind expression.

For a moment, Liu Zongmin was a little uncomfortable with the aura of the top Huajin master.

Although Liu Zongmin himself is also a master of dark energy, but Li Zicheng is a state of Huajin, which is known as "a feather can't be added, and a fly can't fall". The dark energy has been used to the whole body early. If it weren't for this, Li Zicheng would not have been able to do it once in Daming. Survive the next siege.

"Your Majesty, whenever our soldiers and horses go under the city wall, we throw many dark things from the top, and they will explode. Even Ming Jin's soldiers can't withstand the explosion." Liu Zongmin was also puzzled. It has been many years, and I have never seen such a strange weapon.

"Hmph, I'll give you another two hours. If you still can't win Zhengyangmen, you can go to the rear army and give up the vanguard position. Many people in the army are already very dissatisfied with what happened before. If this continues I can't protect you anymore."

Li Zicheng said something expressionless, and Liu Zongmin's face turned black when he said this. If he was really transferred to the rear army, then he would not be able to get the biggest credit for destroying Daming this time.

"Chen, I understand that within two hours, the Zhengyang Gate will definitely be breached." Liu Zongmin said with a ruthless face.

When Liu Zongmin was being trained in Li Zicheng's tent, Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao also came to Zhengyangmen where Xu Da was.

"Greetings to the emperor and prince, the enemy army on the opposite side has been attacking all the time, this place is too close to the city gate, it is too dangerous, the emperor is not as good as it."

Before Xu Da finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lao Zhu with a wave of his hand, "We were not afraid of anything more dangerous than this before, but now that you, Marshal Xu Da, are here, what do we need to worry about? How do you command? How to command, we don't intervene."

After a pause, Old Zhu continued, "Let's borrow Marshal Xu's place to interrogate a few officials. Is there any problem?"

"Don't worry, the superior, as long as Xu Da still has breath, he will keep the emperor and the crown prince safe and sound. As for the place, the emperor can use it." Xu Da immediately patted his chest to promise.

"Okay, Erhu, go and bring me Wei Zaode, the chief assistant of the cabinet." Seeing that Xu Da moved away from where he was sitting, Old Zhu didn't say anything. The last chief assistant of Daming went.

Zhu Biao also stood quietly beside Lao Zhu and waited to see the last chief assistant of Ming Dynasty, and how many catties this guy who was about to surrender when Li Zicheng came in, but was tortured to death by Liu Zongmin weighed.

In fact, what Zhu Biao wanted to see more was Qian Qianyi, who was "too cold and had an itchy scalp". Unfortunately, according to the information collected by Erhu, this person seems to be not in the capital now, and the army searched the city, but they did not find him.

In less than an hour, a person came to Zhengyang Gate, the temporary military command center of Ming Dynasty, in the custody of Jin Yiwei.

"Let go of me, do you know who I am? You guys are so brave! How dare you arrest me, the chief assistant of Ming Dynasty, but I am Wei Zaode, the chief assistant of Ming Dynasty." Wei Zaode was furious at this time, thinking that he was also the chief minister of Daming's cabinet after all. Fu, who would treat Li Zicheng like a guest even if he attacked the city, was actually shackled at this time.

Before a group of soldiers rushed into his mansion, he thought that Li Zicheng had broken through the capital, and before he could say anything, the soldiers who broke in made them kneel and surrender. He is also the chief assistant of a generation, and there are still some masters in his family. It's a pity These people were just about to make some moves, and after a crackling sound, all the masters he raised knelt down.

An angry Wei Zaode scolded the trash, as a literati, he looked down on these warriors, and raising them was nothing more than looking after the house. He didn't expect that after raising them for such a long time, they would be useless at all, and they would all be cold.

Being escorted all the way, Wei Zaode cursed all the way. After all, before the city was broken at this time, he was still the chief assistant of Daming. The meritorious service of military generals in the Ming Dynasty for more than a hundred years had long been suppressed by civil servants. How dare these Qiu Ba so to him.

Wei Zaode decided that after he saw the person behind the scenes, he must let him live but not die.

Unfortunately, what Wei Zaode didn't know was that Chongzhen, the last emperor of Ming Dynasty in this world, had already set out on the road, and since Ming Dynasty was dead, what was the use of him as the chief assistant of Ming Dynasty?

What Wei Zaode relies on is nothing more than the fact that the rulers of the next dynasty need them to govern the country. Unfortunately, in the original history, after the city was destroyed, there was a Dashun Li Zicheng who had never thought of governing, so Wei Zaode's death was not wronged at all. Well, as for Lao Zhu, the founding of the Ming Dynasty is not too much civil and military, and there is no shortage of such unfaithful and unfilial people.

No matter what, he was already doomed to die. Maybe dying at the hands of Lao Zhu would be more comfortable and faster than dying at the hands of Li Zicheng and Liu Zongmin.

Although it is necessary to ransack the house and confiscate property, at least Lao Zhu will not torture Wei Zaode like Liu Zongmin. As for whether his subordinates torture Wei Zaode, it has nothing to do with Zhu Yuanzhang.

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