Haha, Seventeenth brother, you have grown taller again! Zhu Di laughed and walked over, hugging Ning Wang Zhu Quan's shoulders, and became stronger. He is a man! As he said that, he patted his younger brother's shoulders a few times.

Prince Ning Zhu Quan smiled and said, Fourth Brother, I heard that you won another battle this year? What little prince has you captured?

In the second day of the year, the prince of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, Nai Erbuhua, and Prime Minister Shi Liemen attacked the border. He was repelled by Zhu Di and led 30,000 elite cavalry to capture the son of the King of Liaoyang.

They are all small fuss! Zhu Di’s reserved smile is not a big deal!

That's better than me. The Daning Mansion has set up heavy troops, and the Beiyuan will not come at all! Although Zhu Quan said this, the pride in his tone was beyond words.

Although he was young, among the Kings of Zhuts in the Ming Dynasty, his troops were the strongest and his combat power was strong. He said this, but he was not without the intention of showing off.

As he said that, King Ning Zhu Quan laughed again, turned around and pulled his war horse, fourth brother, look at his younger brother's Bals!

Bals, the meaning of tiger in Mongolian.

It seems inappropriate to name a war horse a tiger, but when you see Zhu Quan's mount with your own eyes, you must also sigh that it is really a horse as its name.

The war horse was red all over, except for a white star dot on its forehead, without a trace of miscellaneous hair. It was also extremely majestic. After a long journey, the sweat was shiny. The war horse was very tall and its limbs were slender and powerful. What was even more amazing was the thick mane around the war horse's neck.

Unlike other docile war horses, this horse has a strong sense of arrogance in its eyes. When the war horses around him are full of contempt.

Zhu Di exclaimed, good horse!

They are all men riding horses to fight. For them, horses are not only tools, but also robes and friends, but also family and friends. Only when the master and the war horse are in harmony can they look down on the turbulent army.

As he was admiring, Zhu Di couldn't help but stretch out his hand and wanted to touch the neck of the war horse.

Unexpectedly, King Ning's mount made a loud noise and turned his head proudly.

Oh! Zhu Di smiled and said, "I'm pretty tempered?"

Among all things in the world, war horses are the most spiritual and human.

Zhu Quan patted the war horse's neck, scratched it a few times and said, "This is the Mongolian warrior under his younger brother, who was trapped in the wild horses on the grassland. It took him a full year to train his younger brother to get on the horse. On weekdays, no one can touch him except his younger brother!

As he said that, King Ning laughed again. Although there are many horses on the grassland, such a horse king is rare in a century. An old herder told his younger brother that Genghis Khan's mount was such a horse king!

When Zhu Quan spoke, the flaunting intention in his eyes was unconcealed.

Zhu Di around him seemed to have not seen it. He listened carefully like his gentle brother, showing a smile of pampering his younger brother.

Good horse! Zhu Di smiled and said, comparing with your war horses, my horses are not considered horses anymore!

You Peking is still too far from the grassland! Zhu Quan thought about it and pulled Zhu Di and said, Fourth Brother, when the spring next year begins, my brother will ask his subordinates to search on the grassland and find a good horse for you to go to Peking! As he said that, he laughed again. If a fourth brother is a warrior like his right horse, he will not be able to do it without a good horse!

The so-called bystanders are clear, Ping An can hear clearly the conversation between the two brothers and the personal thoughts.

The King of Yan is the most proud person. What is the purpose of being able to put aside his figure and treat King Ning like this? If other brothers were so show-off in front of the King of Yan, they would have been beaten long ago.

King Ning was young and energetic, and seemed gentle but actually said something full of thought of comparing with King Yan.

Although they were brothers, their faces were not very similar. Zhu Di had a round face and soft face on the outside but strong face on the inside, while Zhu Quan had a long face and showed his sharpness.

If we say that whoever is more similar to Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Quan is better.

Good horses and soldiers! Zhu Di stood in front of the horse and looked at the warriors riding on the horse not far away, and was as motionless as a mountain. He sincerely praised him, "Good soldiers and good men!"

Duoyan Three Guards! Zhu Quan said proudly, one should be ten!

While they were talking, Zhu Gaoxu's eyes lit up again when he saw Zhu Quan's war horse.

The short knife in his hand that he couldn't put down just now was thrown directly into Zhu Gaosui's arms and walked towards the war horse. The latter caught the short knife, looked around, and then hid it in the arms of a guard.

Uncle Seventeen! Zhu Gaoxu shouted intimately.

This is your second child? Zhu Quan smiled at Zhu Di and said, "I was so old last time I saw you, and now I am all adults!"

In fact, Zhu Quan and Zhu Di's eldest son are about the same age, but they are of great age and speak deliberately.

Uncle Seventeen! Zhu Gaoxu pointed to the war horse and said, "Can you give me your nephew to ride your war horse?"

Zhu Quan smiled and said, "This is not possible. No one can touch my Bals, he will not let you ride it!"

If you don’t try, how can you know? Zhu Gaoxu ignored it and walked directly to the war horse.

Barth moved his big ears and looked at Zhu Gaoxu, who was not as tall as it was. Facing the other party's hand that stretched out to pull his reins, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and his limbs took a few steps back, allowing Zhu Gaoxu to grab a hole.

Do you let me ride? Zhu Gaoxu grabbed it and was furious.

The war horse looked at him with disdain again, and a humming sound came from his nostrils.

If you don’t let me ride, I will kill you! Zhu Gaoxu said angrily.

Suddenly, a big hand grabbed his neck. Zhu Di lifted him up and threw it aside and got out!

Zhu Gaoxu fell down, turned over and looked at the war horse unwillingly. After all, he didn't dare to say anything, so he turned around and walked to Zhu Gaosui.

Where is my knife? Zhu Gaoxu remembered something and said to his younger brother, give me the knife!

Zhu Gaosui spread his hands, what knife?

Please stop pretending to be confused! Zhu Gaoxu said squintly, believe it or not, I will beat you up!

You beat me? Zhu Gaoshui's eyes rolled, you... If you beat me, I will play with my elder brother in the future and ignore you!

I beat him up! Zhu Gaoxu said angrily.

Not to mention how the two little brothers made a fuss, Ping An walked to the King of Ning Zhu Quan to greet him. Then the King of Yan and the others exchanged greetings, and each got on his horse and took the guards to the capital.

While moving, Zhu Di and Zhu Quan rode together, and the two talked and laughed, as if they had a very good relationship.

No fuel-efficient lamp!

Ping An, who was riding a horse and following behind, thought to himself.

Suddenly, Zhu Yunsheng's figure suddenly appeared in his mind, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

I'm afraid that the King of Wu will not be able to suppress his uncles now! Thinking of it, I sighed again in my heart. If Brother Mu Ying was there, he could still help. But the prince left and the elder brother left, so it was difficult for the King of Wu to go!

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At this time, the official road leading to the capital in Jiangxi.

Hundreds of cavalry galloped wildly, and the sound of horse hooves was like a storm.

This was Zhu Yunxiu, who was in a hurry to return to Beijing after the disaster relief in Fuzhou was on track.

When he came, he did not alarm anyone, and when he left, he did not show off. But the people of Fuzhou didn't know what to do, and today he was going to return to Beijing.

When leaving the city, tens of thousands of people knelt on the side of the road, holding the umbrella of the people.

This is a favorable comment from the people, for a superior person, to the highest etiquette.

After bidding farewell to Fuzhou officials at the inn, Zhu Yunyu had another bamboo basket filled with salted duck eggs in his hand.

The war horse gallops, and is unstable.

On both sides are the reflections of the picturesque country of the Ming Dynasty, but Zhu Yunqiu was thinking about the capital thousands of miles away.

On the old man’s birthday, all those who should come back are back.

King Yan Zhu Di! A vague figure appeared in his mind. Zhu Yunxiu laughed confidently on the war horse. Let’s meet me, the fourth uncle who has been around for thousands of years!

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Chapter completed!