Daming: The king and grandson return and don't proclaim themselves emperor? I am the sea lord Chapter 10 To catch chickens in battle, do you divination first?
Chapter 10 To catch chickens in battle, do you divination first?
"It would be great if you were a hero!"
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Wang Huai and muttered, pinched a piece of paper, but did not hand it over, but his tone became more modest:
"The thief Zhou Yulang only recruited half of the people and then died. What did Taoist Xiao Wang think he was like?"
Of course Wang Huai understood what the other party's background was, and Zhu Yuanzhang knew very well, but he was just setting the question for himself.
The thieves were not at the core of the Moroccan sect, and it was not Zhu Yuanzhang who made the move, but his two best sons, but they failed to succeed.
It can be seen that the opponent will send stronger characters and deploy more powerful back-up moves, and the target is the Ming Dynasty!
Wang Huai smiled calmly:
"The thief is a member of the Moroccan religion, and his position is not low, right? Your Majesty is the emperor, and God is naturally protecting you, so you are not afraid of any petty behavior.
"So Moroccan will set a small goal first, such as taking one or two lives first.
The ultimate goal is, of course, the Ming Dynasty."
Zhu Yuanzhang said calmly:
"Taoist Master Xiao Wang has no idea. If he comes to the scene in person, Zhou Yulang will definitely say that you have attracted the attention of the Mingzun of the Moroccan Sect. The most outstanding genius in the sect for hundreds of years, he must kill you first and then hurry up."
Could he be more cunning than Zhang Wuji? Wang Huai blurted out:
"It's not me who asked people to shoot arrows..."
"Huh?" Zhu Yuanzhang interrupted, "Xiao Taoist Master Wang, let us take a look at it again. What does this note mean?"
Wang Huai took the note and wrote a few words - Good Girl: Prince Yan is hopeless, the bright and holy fire can come from the west.
Wang Huai downplayed:
"The queen has arrived, Your Majesty, please be ready to take it..."
Before he finished speaking, Guo Ying walked in and whispered a few words in Zhu Yuanzhang's ear.
Zhu Yuanzhang's face darkened:
"Go back to Fengtian Hall! Taoist Priest Xiao Wang is coming too!"
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Fengtian Temple.
Zhu Yuanzhang was leaning on the dragon chair, sitting casually, and his half-closed eyes revealed the majesty of an emperor.
His eyes seemed to be filled with frost, covering the ministers, and he said calmly:
"Eight Hundred Miles Urgent Play, Read!"
The eunuch's wife's rhythmic voice resounded throughout the hall:
"The Commander-in-Chief, Si Shenlu, weeping and crying, reported: The Tatars have no flowers, and Alu Timur and others have repeatedly detained us at the border. Now we have gathered 100,000 cavalry to besiege Datong Prefecture for a long time. I ask the Holy One to send troops to rescue."
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flashed with coldness:
"One hundred thousand cavalry! Everyone, tell me, what should we do now?"
"this..."
One hundred thousand cavalry may have emptied all the Tatar family funds, but it is not a small number!
Where is the fastest way to mobilize troops, who is the most stable, and more importantly -
This eight-hundred-mile journey was made three days ago—three days from Datong Mansion to the Imperial City.
The war situation is changing rapidly, not to mention that at least three days have passed, and Datong Mansion is not only cold, but may also go rancid.
Who knows what the situation is like on the front line?
Is Datong Mansion still the Zhu family’s land?
These all need to be considered!
If you don't respond well, you might lose your head before Datong Mansion.
Being an errand under Zhu Yuanzhang is not a good job.
The civil and military ministers looked left and right, feeling uneasy in their hearts.
Zhu Yuanzhang glanced over, faced the ministers who were as quiet as a chicken, and snorted heavily!
"What we have called are living people, not wood. Let's talk about it!"
Zhu Biao and King Yan were absent in bed. The people closest to Zhu Yuanzhang were the emperor's grandsons Zhu Yunwen and Wang Huai.
After Zhu Xiongying died, Zhu Yunwen's status was raised to a higher level, and his replacement became the emperor's eldest grandson.
Wang Huai was just passing by for treatment...
He leaned forward and leaned against the pillar.
I was wondering in my mind, whether or not this descendant of Temujin has anything to do with the Moroccan sect in the Western Regions?
Until the trouble comes to an end, it's better to be as quiet as a chicken and as steady as an old dog.
However, Zhu Yunwen glanced at Wang Huai, who looked exactly like his eldest brother Zhu Xiongying, with a proud look on his face, his eyebrows raised slightly, and his face was full of provocation.
Wang Huai's eyes were calm as usual, and Zhu Yun's heart was filled with anger.
"Grandpa Huang, my grandson thinks that Datong is an important city on nine sides and is also the gateway to my Ming Dynasty!"
"If Datong falls, the Tatars' riding crop will reach the Central Plains. We must be on guard!"
Zhu Yuanzhang showed no emotion or anger, and said calmly:
"Oh? You mean, you want reinforcements?"
"yes!"
"Where to send the troops? Who to send?"
Zhu Yunwen's chest puffed up and he said proudly:
"There are nine great fortress kings stationed in the north, all of them are fierce generals.
"Sun'er thought that if he could send one of them to command the elite troops of King Yan and King Ning, and conduct a long-distance attack, he would be able to solve the crisis in Datong!"
As soon as Zhu Yunwen finished speaking, the courtiers echoed:
"Your Majesty, I think what the emperor and grandson said is very appropriate."
"I second the proposal!"
"I also second the proposal!"
"The soldiers of the nine sides are stationed at the pass and cannot be moved lightly. Now we can only mobilize the soldiers of the feudal king!"
Zhu Yunwen looked forward to it, wanting to be praised by Zhu Yuanzhang.
Zhu Yuanzhang said with a calm expression:
"Who exactly should be sent?"
Zhu Yunwen paused for a moment. He did not get the evaluation he expected, and his momentum was greatly reduced:
"Sun'er thinks that Lu Wen, who has followed General Lan Yu and has experienced hundreds of battles, can handle the situation on his own, so he can be sent there."
Lu Wen, a relative of Zhu Yunwen's mother, Lu.
Zhu Yuanzhang naturally knew this.
He can follow Lan Yu only because of Zhu Biao's face.
Lan Yu is the strongest general in existence, so it is certainly safe for him to take action.
As for Lu Wen, it was obvious that he wanted to mix points and experience.
But in this case, he couldn't even get a few gold coins.
Just a pig teammate!
If he were to challenge a hundred thousand cavalry in a single battle, sending him there would be a loss of life.
Lu Wen was unaware of Zhu Yuanzhang's silence and was still complacent:
"Your Majesty! I will definitely live up to the great trust and defeat the bandits!"
He cast a grateful look at Zhu Yunwen - he was a reliable relative!
When he saw Wang Huai standing aside, he immediately showed a look of disdain.
A charlatan actually stood in the main hall, side by side with his nephew, without even looking at his nephew!
What qualifications does he have!
Is it just because he looks a little like the late Zhu Xiongying?
The fire of jealousy in Lu Wen's heart suddenly burned brightly, and he began to sarcastically say:
"Little Taoist Priest Wang, you have humiliated your ministers and died. Your Majesty caught chickens for the Datong war. Why did you doze off?"
"Or do you have other high opinions? I heard that every hexagram you predict will bring good luck. Do you want to predict the safety of Datong Mansion?"
Lu Wen's voice fell, and the hall burst into laughter, but was suppressed by Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze.
Only then did some people see a person standing in front of them!
He was silent again and had no sense of presence.
Zhu Yuanzhang was also slightly stunned. When he heard that Wang Huai was dozing off in the main hall, his anger rose slightly...
Only Emperor Master Zhu Yunsheng bowed his hand to Wang Huai:
"Taoist Master Xiao Wang is knowledgeable and resourceful. Now the military situation is urgent. Are you still putting on airs?"
Lu Wen smiled unscrupulously and did not hide his sarcasm:
"A fortune teller with profound knowledge and uncanny calculations?"
Zhu Yunsheng’s rare touching rebuke:
"You're a frog in a well, do you know how far Kunpeng can fly?"
"You said you promised to expel the bandits. What is the situation in Datong City now? Adjust the troops of King Yan and King Ning? How long will it take to go to Peiping and Daning? How long will it take to make a long-distance attack to Datong? How long will it take to station a hundred thousand fierce cavalry? What is the chance of winning?
"
Zhu Yunsheng was scolding Lu Wen in person, but every sentence was insinuating Zhu Yunwen.
Just because he is the grandson of the emperor, he has to save some face.
Lu Wen's face was ashen and he spoke forcefully:
"This is already the best arrangement! Do you admire this fortune teller so much that you want him to tell your fortune?"
Everyone looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, waiting for him to make a decision... This chapter has been completed!