Chapter 271 Second Uncle, how much firewood do I need to roast you?

The green prairie stretches as far as the eye can see.

The dense green grass formed waves, rising and falling with the breeze.

It's summer now, when the water plants are lush.

In the past, at this time of year, you could see herdsmen grazing and riding their horses everywhere on the grasslands.

But this year, it was covered by a large red flag with clear characters.

The herdsmen who galloped on their horses, drew their bows and shot arrows, became the slaves of the Ming Dynasty. Their cattle and sheep became the food in the mouth of the Ming Dynasty. Their lives were buried in the grassland that raised them, nourishing the land and allowing the grass to grow next year.

Stronger.

Khovd is close to the Ertai Mountains.

In the past, the abundance of water and grass here would cause competition among tribes on the grassland.

But this year it was very peaceful here. A few months ago, a Ming army was stationed here.

This army has about 50,000 people, including tens of thousands of cavalry.

In front of the central tent, there is a huge battle flag with red characters and Chinese characters.

If anyone who knows the Ming army is here, they will definitely be able to tell that this is the flag of Han King Zhu Gaoxu.

"Your Highness, King of Han, are you feeling better?"

Outside the tent, a general asked worriedly about the guards of the King of Han.

What he was worried about was not the King of Han, but His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun who was besieged in the Western Regions.

"Back to General Chen, His Highness has been having a high fever and is not in good health at the moment. He just took medicine and is already sleeping peacefully!"

The guard answered the question with a worried look.

But from the casual look in his eyes, it was obvious that this guy had lied.

In fact, the general named Chen could also discover this without the other party telling him.

After all, which patient with a high fever still has the appetite to eat roast mutton?

The strong smell of barbecue in the tent, even if his nose was stuffed with dog feces, he could still smell it clearly.

Seeing the guard standing motionless at the door, General Chen's eyes flashed with anger, and he wanted to force his way in, but seeing the other man's hand holding his gun holster, he could only sigh and turn around to leave.

In June, in order to cooperate with Zhu Zhangui's offensive plan in the Western Regions, the old man removed 50,000 troops and asked Zhu Gaoxu to lead them to cooperate with the Western Regions operations. He also called Zhu Gaoxu to the place to listen to Zhu Zhangui's orders.

On the surface, Zhu Gaoxu was very happy, but after returning to the tent, he became furious.

He scolded the old man for being too partial. He had been fighting for his entire life and yet he still had to listen to a young boy.

You said that if he were a minister, he would tolerate it, but he is a prince, and the one who has to obey orders is his nephew.

This made the arrogant Zhu Gaoxu how could he endure such humiliation.

But even though he was dissatisfied, he did not dare to disobey the old man's order, so he could only bite the bullet and slowly move closer to the Western Region with his troops.

When he arrived in Khovd, he received a letter from the Western Regions.

It is said that Zhu Zhangui was surrounded and afraid of being stabbed. He only had 2,000 men and horses around him, and the enemy numbered about 100,000.

Upon receiving this news, our Highness the King of Han almost jumped three feet high in joy, and then he fell ill, and his illness was so serious that he could not even walk.

At the same time, His Highness the King of Han also ordered the army not to tell the old man the news of his illness. In his words, the old man was too old to be frightened, so he could be young and strong.

But our King of Han has been ill for more than two months, and he still hasn't gotten any better.

"Your Highness!"

After driving away the general named Chen, the guards turned around and entered the camp.

"Did you drive him away?"

Zhu Gaoxu, who was sitting cross-legged next to the fire, fanning himself and roasting the sheep, asked casually.

This guy is also a talented person. He couldn't stand it in the tent in the middle of summer and was not afraid of the heat, so he roasted a whole lamb.

"Already gone, but..."

Just as the guard was about to say something, Zhu Gaoxu turned his head and gave him a cold look, forcing the other person's words back.

After the guards left, a scribe wearing single clothes next to him frowned.

"Your Highness, there is no way we can delay it like this. If anything happens to Your Highness, Your Majesty, Your Majesty will not let you go!"

Zhu Gaoxu chuckled nonchalantly and replied lightly while brushing the sauce on the roasted lamb.

"He won't spare me. Haha, he can still kill me. I'm his biological son."

After applying the sauce, Zhu Gaoxu picked up a piece of heated braised pork and put it in his mouth. He closed his eyes and chewed it gently, savoring the deliciousness.

"Besides, I didn't mean not to save the little cub. I was sick, as you all know."

Seeing this, the scribe shook his head helplessly.

This is what he said, but for the emperor who has been playing tricks all his life, I'm afraid he won't believe a word of it.

If His Highness the King of Han behaves like this, if something happens to His Highness the Emperor Taisun, he will probably be beaten severely at the very least, and then be deprived of his royal title and demoted to a commoner.

In the past two months, he had tried to persuade him more than once, but the other party just ignored him and just stayed here, waiting for good news from the Western Region.

But how can a siege battle be that simple?

Although His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun is young, he has experienced hundreds of battles and has 2,000 elite veterans at his disposal. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be absolutely no problem to hold on for a year and a half.

If Zhu Zhangui really persisted for such a long time, would it be possible for 40,000 to 50,000 troops to stay here for a year and a half?

In the future, when the emperor's grandson is out of danger, the uncle Zhu Gaoxu will definitely not give up so easily due to his petty nature, and there will definitely be a fight between the two.

As for the emperor's side, it is very likely that he will side with the emperor's grandson.

After all, Zhu Gaoxu really did not go to the rescue. As for the reason for his illness, it was just a matter of confusing the soldiers. It is estimated that neither the emperor nor the emperor would believe it.

In fact, Zhu Gaoxu is not lying. He is indeed ill, but this illness is not a physical illness, but a psychological illness, and he has been ill for several years.

To give an accurate time, it started from the day Zhu Zhangui came back.

Since Zhu Zhangui came back, our King of Han Dynasty has found that his status in the old man's mind has been reduced little by little. By now, he is probably just a son and nothing else.

This result made Zhu Gaoxu unhappy.

He fought for the old man all his life, saved the old man's life many times, and personally helped the old man ascend to the throne.

What a great achievement this is. There are only a few sons in Chinese history who can achieve this step.

If we count them in detail, I am afraid that the only one is Li Shimin in the Tang Dynasty.

The old man had made a promise to him before, but although he later denied it, it did not have much impact on his status.

As long as he can get that position, it is acceptable for the old man to beat him and scold him.

As for the eldest brother and his nephew Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Gaoxu didn't care at all.

Although the boss is very scheming, even the old man probably can't survive with his body. He is now strong and strong. As long as he learns from Sima Yi, he can beat the boss through hard work, so he is not worried at all.

As for Zhu Zhanji.

Haha, a hairless child.

Without the protection of the boss and the old man, he could kill Zhu Zhanji with just one finger.

When Zhu Zhangui first came back, Zhu Gaoxu didn't pay much attention to him. After all, he was the second child and he had been away from home for so many years, so the old man would not care about him.

But later I don’t know what happened. I don’t know if it was because of the 100 million taels of gold or silver, or because this kid looked like his grandfather.

My father paid more and more attention to the little bastard Zhu Zhangui, and in the end he even took away the eldest grandson he had trained for many years and supported this little bastard to become the emperor grandson of the Ming Dynasty.

But from the bottom of his heart, Zhu Gaoxu also had to admit that Zhu Zhangui, the little bastard, was better than the boss and Zhu Zhanji in terms of means and character, and was even close to the old man.

In particular, the method of killing was exactly the same as what he knew about his grandfather when he was a child. He would smile on the outside while killing people, but he would not show any mercy in his hands, slashing them with one knife after another.

For example, one of his former subordinates was dragged to the door of his house by Zhu Zhangui, a little bastard, and was tortured alive.

The bloody scenes and pitiful wailings frightened the entire family, and they couldn't sleep well for several days.

What Zhu Gaoxu admires the most is that little bastard Zhu Zhangui is really good at making money.

Before this guy came back, people in Ming Dynasty were so poor that they almost lost their pants.

The old man told the boy that he hadn't changed into his dragon robe for a year, but it was actually true.

That year, my father and his family, including the eldest brother, did not wear new clothes for a whole year. The purpose was to save some money and subsidize national assets.

But since that little bastard Zhu Zhangui came back, Ming Dynasty suddenly became richer. Although it didn't go as far as spending one tael of silver and throwing away one tael of silver, it wasn't as tight as before, and it also had some remaining assets.

The old man doesn't need to beg his eldest son to spend money to fight. That's a blessing.

The boss no longer bothered with Sosou. He also pretended not to see the old man spend some money.

The origin of all this is because Zhu Zhangui, a little bastard, made the court rich.

The country is rich, the old man is happy, the court officials are happy, the boss is happy, but Zhu Gaoxu is not happy.
To be continued...