The power of a divine thunder gun does not lie in the person who uses it, but in the power of the divine thunder gun itself. In other words, as long as the person using the divine thunder gun knows how to fire, it doesn't matter whether it's an incompetent person.
A weak scholar, or a warrior with an arm that can run a horse, the effect of using the divine thunderbolt is the same.
Under such circumstances, it is indeed as Han Du said. The leading general does not need to know the generals under his command at all, he only needs to know how to use firearms in conjunction with them.
At the same time, Lao Zhu also thought of a deeper point and couldn't help but said: "You can even disrupt the soldiers. Even if they are not familiar with each other, as long as they use the same firearm, they can still exert great power!"
Han Du immediately gave a thumbs up to Lao Zhu and said with great admiration: "The emperor has seen Wanli clearly. I only thought that we could exchange generals with each other, but I didn't expect that we could even exchange soldiers."
Lao Zhu suddenly laughed happily, pointed at Han Du and said, "You have so many ideas."
Han Du didn't know whether Lao Zhu's words were referring to his own idea of changing generals, or whether he was flattering himself. But seeing Lao Zhu laughing heartily, it must have happened.
Calmly, Han Du looked towards Zhu Biao and nodded slightly. .??.
Zhu Biao also knew that his father had finally let go of his murderous intention towards Feng Sheng, and happily gave Han Du a response.
Lao Zhu saw the actions of the two people in his eyes, but he did not say anything to clarify. Instead, he said: "I know this in my heart. You can go back first."
"My son, please retire!"
"I resign!"
Zhu Biao and Han Du walked out of the hall one after another and walked down the steps. Zhu Biao walked in front with his hands behind his back, turned his head and smiled at Han Du and said: "Thank you for your hard work on this matter. If you can persuade the father to change his mind, you
It’s not easy either. And you’re taking a lot of risks in this matter, so I’ll keep this in my heart.”
Han Du smiled and shook his head and said: "Since I have chosen to follow His Highness, I will naturally share your worries for Your Highness. Not to mention the risk, I will be the first to rush to the front even if I go through fire and water. But I still have something to do.
unknown."
"Say." Zhu Biao gestured towards Han Du.
Han Du asked very strangely: "Song Guogong has no intention of surrendering to His Highness, and Your Highness has not had much contact with him. Why did you go to such trouble to rescue him this time?"
Others may think that Zhu Biao was too kind to save Feng Sheng, and perhaps even Lao Zhu thought so.
But Han Du knows that although Zhu Biao is still kind-hearted now, he will not do this even to people who threaten him.
I tried my best to rescue him, but there must be some unknown reason behind this.
There is a huge difference between Zhu Biao now and before. The former Zhu Biao might have done such a thing for no reason, but the current Zhu Biao certainly would not. After all, he had faced life and death situations at sea.
How can we lead the fleet out of the storm and escape without decisive means of killing under such circumstances?
Although Zhu Biao is still as easy-going and kind as before on the surface, he has become extremely strong in his heart, even more conciliatory than Lao Zhu.
It's not that Han Du thinks that Zhu Biao like this is bad, on the contrary, Zhu Biao like this is the real emperor of the generation.
Han Du simply felt that there was something inside in this matter.
Zhu Biao sighed after hearing this and did not hide it from Han Du, saying: "It's the queen mother. The queen mother may have guessed that after she passed away, her father would be so sad that her temperament would change drastically, and it would be easy to do things that harm the heroes. Therefore, she specifically asked the orphan,
Rang Gu must do his best to protect his father when he has murderous intentions."
"That's it." Han Du nodded and understood immediately.
Indeed, only Empress Ma's last wish could allow Zhu Biao to rescue Feng Sheng without reservation.
But this also shows from another perspective that Queen Ma not only loved the people like a son and treated them extremely well. Even countless people in the court were able to survive because of her.
Han Du came to the Ming Dynasty for more than ten years, but the original incident of Lao Zhu's blood massacre did not happen. Originally, Han Du thought it was Pigtail Qing who smeared Lao Zhu, but now it seems that it was because Queen Ma lived longer than originally thought in history.
.If Empress Ma died in the fifteenth year of Hongwu as she originally did, then maybe Lao Zhu would really raise the butcher's knife.
In addition, Zhu Biao is also alive and well. Although the murderous intention in Lao Zhu's heart has not weakened at all, at least he still has reason.
Seeing Han Du looking at him strangely, Zhu Biao couldn't help but asked strangely: "What's wrong with you?"
"Ah? I'm fine." Han Du shook his head repeatedly.
Zhu Biao saw him and didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, he had only seen Han Du once or twice when he was in a trance like he was just now. He had seen him more, so naturally he wouldn't care.
"An Qing also brought his children to the East Palace today. Why don't you go and see him too? It just so happens that Jing Yun also misses you a little. You have been out at sea for a year, and you don't have time to talk to him properly after you come back.
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Since Zhu Biao had invited him, Han Du naturally would not refuse, so he nodded and followed Zhu Biao to the East Palace.
After catching up with their sister, Han Du and An Qing took Han Kezhong and Niu Niu home together.
Queen Ma's departure made Han Du extremely melancholy. Although Queen Ma has been buried in the imperial mausoleum, Han Du is still unwilling to go out. If Zhu Biao had not come to find him, Han Du would not even leave the courtyard.
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On this day, Han Du stayed in the yard, lying on a chair and reading a book. Next to him, An Qing took Han Fuli and was feeding him bite by bite. Although this bastard could already eat by himself, he deliberately wanted An Qing to do it with his own hands.
Feed him.
Of course, his request will only be useful when An Qing is around. But once An Qing is not around, Han Du will not tolerate him at all. In Han Du's words, "If you like to eat, you will be kicked out if you don't. If you don't
If you want to eat, then don’t eat anything." Not only would he not be given food, Han Du would even ask people to take away all the pastries, fruits, and so on, and would not give Han Fuli anything to fill his stomach.
After being punished by Han Du once, Han Fuli was very well-behaved in front of Han Du. As soon as Han Du glared at him, he buried his face in the bowl and clumsily used chopsticks to dig up the rice.
Han Du glanced at An Qing again and said, "Just continue to spoil him. The more you spoil him, the harder it will be for him to eat well."
An Qing also knew that it was not good for her to do this, but she couldn't help but want to feed Han Fuli. After all, he was only three years old, and she was afraid of starving him.
Even though Han Du told him more than once that a child's instinct is to eat, and as long as he is really hungry, his son will eat without her persuasion, An Qing is still worried as always.
Han Kezhong was teaching his sister to recite the multiplication table. When he heard his father's words, he turned around and joined in the fun.
"That's right, mother, the more you get used to returning to etiquette, the less likely he will listen to you and eat."
An Qing was not so polite to Han Kezhong. He waved his hand and slapped him on the head, and said sternly: "What nonsense are you talking about? How old is your brother? Do you think he can feed himself like you?"
Han Kezhong was slapped and grinned in pain, but he still did not accept the lesson and still muttered: "When the child was as old as him, he also ate by himself."
"You!" An Qing prepared to fight.
This time Han Kezhong learned the lesson and ran away quickly to hide behind his sister.
When Han Du saw it, he had no choice but to interject: "Okay, okay, you can feed me if you want. What's the point of arguing with a child?"
Anqing then put down his hand and spared Han Kezhong.
At this time, the fifth uncle walked into the courtyard with a smile on his face. The Marquis was busy with his affairs and Princess Anqing was often away from home. Of course, the Fifth Uncle was happy to see the Marquis staying at home.
When he saw the Marquis, he walked over in three steps and said with a smile: "Master Marquis, there is a master who wants to see you."
Han Du raised his head and looked at Uncle Wu in confusion.
Uncle Wu quickly explained: "The visitor said that he is from Tianjie Temple."
Han Du put down his book and said to Anqing, "I'll go take a look."
An Qing nodded slightly and smiled.
Han Du came to the lobby, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a monk with one hand raised, closing his eyes and silently chanting.
Hearing the sound of Han Du walking in, the monk opened his eyes. Seeing that the person was wearing a marquis python robe, he knew it was the Marquis of Zhenhai. He quickly stood up and bowed to Han Du, saying: "Little monk, pay homage to the Marquis of Zhenhai."
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Han Du nodded and walked straight to the chair to sit down.
The monk also turned around, always facing Han Du, and his eyes did not leave Han Du.
Han Du stretched out his hand towards the monk and said, "Please sit down, may I ask the master's name?"
The monk's face turned red and he did not sit down. He replied with shame: "The young monk doesn't have a Buddhist title yet."
Han said silently and didn't ask why the other party hadn't issued the call yet.
Then he turned and asked, "I heard that you are looking for me. What's the matter?"
The monk hurriedly bowed down and said, "According to the order of the abbot, please go to Tianjie Temple to have a talk."
Han Du suddenly remembered that he seemed to have promised monk Zong Lai to go to Tianjie Temple. However, he had been in a low mood recently and forgot about it after getting busy. Thinking about it, Zong Lai should have seen that he had not gone to Tianjie Temple for a long time and thought that he had gone back on his word.
, will you send someone to remind yourself, right?
Han Du suddenly laughed and nodded: "Okay, I will visit Tianjie Temple the day after tomorrow. What do you think?"
How could the monk dare to object? If the Marquis of Zhenhai could agree to go to Tianjie Temple, his mission would be completed. So he quickly smiled and bowed and said: "Thank you, Lord Marquis. The young monk will go back and report to the host right now so that the host can be prepared to welcome the Lord.
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"Go." Han Du smiled and waved.
When An Qing saw Han Du coming back, he asked curiously: "What does Tianjie Temple want from you?"
Han Du touched his chin and laughed, sighing: "Just a debt collector."