"So, although my father was ambushed, there is a high possibility that he can return to Beijing safely?" There were still tears on Sister Xu's face, but her expression had changed to surprise.
"It's not possible, but certain." Zhu Su said with a smile.
"I can think of all the ways. Uncle Xu, a famous general in the world, must have more ways to escape unscathed than me."
"I think Uncle Xu must have successfully evacuated into the Great Wall by now. It's just that the battle report hasn't been sent back yet."
"Really?" Xu Miaoyun jumped up happily. Zhu Su couldn't help but laugh. This little girl, when she was sad just now, was also well behaved and looked like a little lady. Now she finally shows some of the attitude of a little girl.
Perhaps because she noticed her gaffe, Xu Miaoyun's face turned red. She squatted down slightly and bowed to Zhu Su again: "Thank you, Your Highness, for enlightening me."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Zhu Su waved his hand. He used his peripheral vision to look at Zhu Di who was standing aside. He saw Zhu Di lowering his head, mumbling something, and still thinking about the three-part attack.
I have completely regarded other people as nothing.
...Zhu Laosi, don't you say something to your future wife...
Come to think of it, how could two little brats really be able to sneak into such an important place in the palace as the imperial dining room without anyone noticing?
It's just that the guards turned a blind eye.
…
"Ah, oh. Okay, then, goodbye." Zhu Su waved to him. Sister Xu saluted again. She smiled brightly at Zhu Su, then held up her little skirt and trotted away with brisk steps.
As soon as the battle report comes, Lao Zhu will believe in his identity as a time traveler, right?
Once the identity of the time traveler is exposed, are you afraid that you can't control Lao Zhu and make him obediently drop out of school?
It’s just that Zhu Su really underestimated the speed of information dissemination in this era. Several weeks have passed, and there is still no news from Lao Zhu. The fast to worship the heaven mentioned by the eldest brother Zhu Biao has arrived on time, and he has fasted for several days and eaten.
Zhu Su's mouth felt dry.
It can be judged from this that the attraction of roast chicken to Emperor Yongle was greater than that of Empress Xu to Emperor Yongle.
"Dad?" Zhu Su saw a mountain-like figure in front of the window.
Facts have proved that Queen Xu may not be able to bring Emperor Yongle back to his senses, who is obsessed with deduce battle formations, but roast chicken can.
"Although Tiande was ambushed in the middle, he reacted very quickly and relied on his muskets and step-by-step tactics to hold off Wang Baobao's sudden attack. In that situation, he managed to save most of the main force and retreated safely.
Great Wall."
Refining the above derivation process, we get the answer: The chicken is so beautiful.
"How did you predict the development of the Northern Expedition?"
One evening when he was bored, Zhu Su was falling asleep listening to the Analects of Confucius taught by Master Song on the stage, when Erhu suddenly came in from outside.
"Dad, what are you doing?" Zhu Su was a little horrified. What's going on with Lao Zhu? Doesn't he think he is a monster and is preparing to kill his relatives in a righteous way?
He looked at the curtains on both sides with some guilt. Could it be that there were three hundred swordsmen hidden inside, just waiting to break the cup as a sign?
Looking at Lao Zhu's serious face, Zhu Su sighed secretly.
"This is a national matter. Tell dad the truth."
"Ah, okay." This is the normal form! Zhu Su was relieved. What kind of Lao Zhu is he who is not cruel to his son?
"Fu Youde of the West Route Army fought several battles and captured most of Gansu."
You promised to bring me some. Where is the chicken?
Fortunately in the misfortune, the imperial cook Xu Xingzu did not get into a fight because of the lost chicken. He must have found out who the thief was who sneaked into the imperial dining room, so he chose to calm down and let things go.
By the way...why did I and Zhu Laosi come to this imperial garden?
"Ah!" A smell of burning finally brought Zhu Di, who was immersed in the deduction, back to his senses. Zhu Su also suddenly remembered something, and the two brothers looked at each other in shock.
Ignoring Zhu Laosi who was still talking to himself, Zhu Su looked at the sky and saw that it was already noon. It was time to go back to the main hall and endure the devastation of the afternoon.
It’s coming! It’s finally here!
…
"Lao Wu." Zhu Yuanzhang turned around and glanced at his son with a complex expression. "Come here and sit down."
"Go, don't interrupt me!" Zhu Laosi slapped Zhu Su's hand away, "Since we can work in groups of three, then four, five, or not..."
Old Master Song, who was shaking his head, was stunned when he heard this, while Zhu Su was overjoyed.
Empress Xu's first impression of Emperor Yongle... must have been terrible.
"...Everything is exactly as you said!"
The days in the main hall were as boring as ever. Zhu Su also had a good class these days, and no longer made any nonsense like "whispering". He calmed down and quietly waited for the battle report from the north to enter Beijing.
"Lord Song, Your Majesty has spoken and announced that the Fifth Highness will see you at Qianqing Palace."
The dusk sunlight filtered through the window lattice and sprinkled unevenly on the floor tiles in the Qianqing Palace. The dim interior made Zhu Su couldn't help but squint his eyes. The servants should have left in advance. In the huge Qianqing Palace,
There wasn't even a sound.
With a creak, the door of Qianqing Palace was closed.
“My chicken!!”
"As for this other little brat..." Zhu Su turned his head, and Zhu Di was still thinking deeply. He even squatted on the ground and used branches to pull something on the ground.
Zhu Yuanzhang also sat down. He pointed to the two battle reports on the table: "These two are the frontline battle reports of the Western Route Army and the Central Route Army in the Northern Expedition."
"No lying!"
"...Lao Wu, let me ask you."
Zhu Su's well-founded explanation and the confidence in his words made her unconsciously believe in the young man's judgment. She had already got out of the haze that her father might be shrouded in horse leather, and she couldn't wait to comfort her mother in the house.
"Did you come up with it on your own? Or did you have someone who gave you guidance?"
"...What are you looking at secretly? Come here!" Seeing Zhu Su looking around with a guilty look on his face, Lao Zhu felt an unknown evil fire coming up again.
"She is still a little girl after all. Her mentality changes so quickly." Zhu Su laughed again. The little girl had just turned around and no longer cared about playing the role of a young lady.
"Your Highness, please let me say goodbye. My mother is worried about my father day and night. I want to go and ask for leave from the Empress and go home to tell my mother what I have said." Xu Miaoyun said. The big eyes that looked at Zhu Su had regained their vitality.
Zhu Su looked at the two battle reports and said nothing. He knew that Lao Zhu must have something more to say.
Therefore: The charm of roast chicken＞Queen Xu
Zhu Su looked at the stunned Zhu Laosi and shook his head speechlessly. This guy and his wife have run away, and they are still struggling with three or four things here.
...Without further ado, in short, the two brothers Zhu Su and Zhu Di still failed to eat the delicious roast chicken. After returning to the main hall, they were also baptized by the resentful eyes of their second brother Zhu Fang.
"Hey, I'm back!" He patted Zhu Di.
Is this cheap old man still unwilling to believe in the existence of time travellers?
"Dad." Zhu Su also sat up straight and declared again with great seriousness.
"The situation of the Northern Expedition was not imagined by me, nor was it guided by any expert."
"I saw it in a history book in my previous life."
"I really am a time traveler who traveled from the future across six hundred and fifty years!"