Back to Ming Dynasty as Zhu Biao

Chapter 85
"If we want to survive on the battlefield, we must abandon the mother-in-law's style of being gentle, kind, and hesitant." Chang Yuchun stood up and said to the crowd: "Being kind to the people is absolutely unacceptable to the enemy. It is better to go to the old den to fight." They are refreshing, cough cough... cough."

"Your body is weak, go back and have a good rest." Old Zhu instructed after seeing Chang Yuchun coughing.

"I believe that most of the time combat relies on one's own experience, keen sense and judgment of the enemy. After all, they control the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers under him. They are always waiting for us to have the correct command. The best is to be steady and Sure." Xu Da stood up and said.

Liu Bowen said: "The brilliance of the art of war lies in the change. The battlefield changes rapidly. Attack and defense, victory and defeat are only a thought away. We should find a way to survive and win in unpredictable things."

Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, and Feng Sheng all felt that they had to attack to completely eliminate Bei Yuan and conquer it in one fell swoop.

Lao Zhu stared at the topographic map on the desktop and remained silent.

Liu Bowen looked at Lao Zhu, and nine out of ten already knew that his thoughts and Lao Zhu's thoughts had come together.

"Your Majesty, my instinct is that Beiyuan's power should not be underestimated, and more importantly, that Wang Baobao should not be underestimated, and more deployment is needed." Liu Bowen thought in many ways.

Old Zhu's intuition told him that it was not that simple to drive away and eliminate Bei Yuan, and he was somewhat disapproving of Xu Da's idea of ​​a thorough attack.

But he thought again, since he is the emperor of Ming Dynasty now, it is impossible to show weakness to others like this, he must strike out, hit the lifeline of Bei Yuan steadily and ruthlessly as Xu Da said.

Time is silent.

Li Wenzhong, Feng Sheng and the others stood quietly waiting for Lao Zhu's decision.

"We agree with your opinion, first draw up an offensive strategy. There must be a main attack, an auxiliary attack, and a fake attack, and you can attack separately.

But it's almost Chinese New Year, we hope everyone will have a good New Year at home, and then we will completely wipe out Bei Yuan. "Old Zhu said to the generals below.

After the generals left, Lao Zhu rested on the chair with his head supported, and a tall and straight figure walked in.

Zhu Biao filled the bowl with duck blood soup, held it in both hands, and handed it to him.

"My son has seen his father."

Lao Zhu looked at him and asked, "Biao'er, what have you done?"

Zhu Biao held the duck blood soup in front of Lao Zhu, and said, "This is a bowl of duck blood soup made by my son. Father, please taste it and see if you like it."

Lao Zhu stared at the soup that Zhu Biao brought over, although it was a bit hot, he took it and drank it up.

"This duck blood soup..." Lao Zhu tasted the soup was a bit salty, thought for a while and said, "Did you make this soup yourself?"

Yu Yi laughed beside him and said, "His Royal Highness is really filial."

Seeing that his son made himself a bowl of soup, Lao Zhu forgot for a moment that it was inappropriate for the crown prince to enter the imperial dining room, and asked Yu Yi to serve him a bowl, and drank everything in a dignified manner.

Zhu Biao watched Lao Zhu finish drinking, and asked with a smile, "Father, how is this soup?"

Lao Zhu looked at him and said, "It's very good. It would be great if there are some pancakes, the freshly baked fragrance."

Zhu Biao thought for a while, then raised his head to meet Lao Zhu's eyes.

"No... no." Lao Zhu waved his hand and refused.

"It's ok, just once." Zhu Biao induced from the side.

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Streets of Nanjing City.

Seeing that the three were dressed like ordinary people, Yu Yi asked with a smile, "My lord, master, where are we going?"

"Where are we going? Biaoer." Old Zhu looked at Zhu Biao.

"Father, it's nice to have a house by the river."

The three of them walked to the biscuit shop, Lao Zhu picked a table and was about to sit down, when Yu Yi came over to wipe the benches.

Old Zhu said: "Don't wipe it, you can sit down too."

Soon, five steamed biscuits were brought up, and Lao Zhu picked up one and threw it in his hand, and he took a bite when his hands were no longer hot, and said, "If your mother finds out that we stuttered Running out would be bad."

Yu Yi immediately said: "Master, it's all right."

Lao Zhu ate three before he felt satisfied. Seeing Yu Yi going to check out, he smiled and said to Zhu Biao: "Back then, do you remember the first thing we did when we went to the city? It was to buy two for you." Shaobing, in order to hide food for us, your mother forced the hot cake into her arms, it was just out of the pan."

Zhu Biao said: "Father remembers it very clearly."

"It's natural. We still remember that when you were young, your mother made us new clothes. As soon as you put them on and lifted you, your kid wet you, haha."

Even though he said that, Lao Zhu didn't mean to dislike him at all, he was quite happy.

The father and son went out, and Lao Zhu said to the old man who made sesame seed cakes: "Your sesame seed cakes are very authentic, brother, wait until you are full."

"Yes, if it's delicious, you can come back next time." The boss said to Lao Zhu with a smile.

The two walked and watched, and Lao Zhu pointed to the fruit seller and said, "The dried fruit is good. You see, the farm tools are also good."

When passing by the winery that Shen Zhiwei helped him manage, Lao Zhu stopped to look at the name of the winery, looked at Zhu Biao and said, "You boy is much smarter than us, and you can think of fruits to make up for the lack of food... …pretty good."

The three left with a smile.

On the attic of the winery, Shen Zhishi kept his account and suddenly glanced downstairs. There was a figure from behind in the crowd who was the person she had been thinking about day and night.

But the one following him today is not Mu Ying, but an unusual person, she recognizes that he is the current emperor.

Seeing how the people live, this may be what Lao Zhu is happy from the bottom of his heart, and he is always kind.

Back in the palace, Lao Zhu told Zhu Biao about Chang Yuchun's physical discomfort, and ordered Zhu Biao to go to the Duke's Mansion of E to see Chang Yuchun on his behalf.

Zhu Biao nodded and agreed, saying that he would go and have a look tomorrow.

Old Zhu watched Zhu Biao leave with a smile on his face, then turned around and walked towards the bedroom, and said to Yu Yi beside him, "Yu Yi, go back and prepare a pot of tea for us."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Although the duck blood soup made by Biao'er is pretty good, we drank it all in one gulp and it was a bit salty and thirsty."

Yu Yi smiled and said, "Why didn't Your Majesty tell His Highness the Crown Prince?"

"Among our own sons, Biaoer is the only one who has the heart to cook for his father.

The food made by the son must be eaten, and the prince's soup is too salty, so don't let it out! "

Lao Zhu ordered Yu Yi.

This bowl of duck blood soup made by my son tastes really good.

Back in the bedroom, Lao Zhu held the teapot and drank a few bowls of water before he felt his throat moisten.

Yu Yi walked up slowly and said to Old Zhu, "If your Majesty likes pancakes, please come to the palace to make them. If you like duck blood soup, you can ask the imperial dining room to prepare it."

"Don't disturb the people, going out to eat feels like we used to." Lao Zhu picked up the book and read it: "This duck blood soup, we only like to eat the ones made by ourselves, so we don't need to prepare meals today, we are full .”

Lao Zhu flipped through the book and said in a low voice: "There is soup made by my son, how could we eat their soup, there is nothing comparable."

After a while, he said: "Yu Yi, you go and prepare some water for us, remember to bring more water, the salty one makes you thirsty."

(End of this chapter)