"There will be camouflage lurking in the future and various survival practices in the wild."

Fang Xing heard a scream from the edge of the cliff and said gloatingly: "This is equivalent to knocking them off their arrogance. Only by losing their arrogance can they learn humbly."

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said helplessly: "I don't dare either!"

Although there are safety measures, the fear of going up and down the cliff is still not something that everyone can bear.

Fang Xing smiled and said, "You can't go if you want to. Jia Quan will cut the rope first and then stubbornly ask you to punish him. You should watch it."

After looking at Shen Shitou over there, Fang Xing asked in a low voice: "What does Your Majesty mean to transfer him? He is very skilled?"

Zhu Zhanji said without comment: "Wang Fusheng said that this person is down-to-earth, loyal, and good at it. If he uses it, he doesn't have to worry about betrayal. There are some minor problems, sometimes... they are not inconsistent."

"Not adjusting?"

Fang Xing had a headache. Zhu Zhanji's safety was so important. Zhu Di actually made an uncontrollable guy to prepare to take over Jia Quan's shift. He was so freaking out!

"When the black thorns take shape, they will become enemies' nightmare."

Fang Xing said confidently that when the Black Thorns trained, the equipment will crush all the troops in the world today, and the strength is even more different.

"The Ming Dynasty will surely dominate the world!"

Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji were looking forward to it, and in the distance, some people were also looking forward to this and that world of flowers.

...

Halie Kingdom (please forgive me here, I will briefly describe many characters, including characters...).

Or...

On the streets of alien style, camels and horses run side by side. Those men are strong but not bloated. These are the best warriors!

In a bustling palace, the ground is covered with exquisite wool carpets, and the embroidery on it makes people unable to stand.

There are guards on both sides, standing with their heads raised.

Walking past, there is a throne inlaid with countless gems, with a person sitting upright on it.

"What is the most powerful thing about Mingren?"

The man on the throne asked, his voice was neither anxious nor slow, calm and generous. This was the image of the king.

A man below smiled and said, "Dear King, the most powerful thing about Ming people is that there are many people, otherwise the Grand Tutor would not be afraid. We Oirat soldiers can defeat the three Ming troops by one, but the Ming people have an endless population, and the old Grand Tutor will be defeated."

"There are many people?" The man on the throne said slowly: "That's a good place with many slaves."

"Yes, respectful king. Although there are many Ming people, as long as your country joins hands with us, it will be just cattle and sheep."

"Yeah?"

"It must be that the Oirat is weak and dare not deceive, otherwise the cattle and sheep will die, the grassland will be deserted, and the shepherd will turn into rotten bones."

The man on the throne said reservedly: "Although the Oirat can cause headaches for the Ming people, to us, it is just like an ant. Okay, let me honestly tell me the power of the Ming people."

A sharp breath immediately covered the man below, and he smiled and said, "Dear King, the power of Ming people lies in their emperor."

"Ming Emperor?"

"Yes, it's Minghuang."

The man on the throne narrowed his eyes, let out a sigh, and smiled, "That's a good thing. Our soldiers have rested for a long time. Their weapons are slowly rusting. If they continue, they will be corroded. Before that, I want to use the blood of the enemy to wash away the rust."

The man below said seriously as soon as he heard this, "Your country is dominant and no one can defeat you. The Grand Master said it, it's a pity..."

What a pity?

He knew that the man on the throne knew about Timur back then, but unfortunately he died halfway during the expedition to the Ming Dynasty.

The atmosphere suddenly became tight, and the man below looked regretful, as if he didn't know that he might be thrown to feed the dog the next moment.

After a long time, a sound came from above, very peaceful.

"My people have arrived in Peiping. If your words are not true..."

...

Black Thorn people have a very good foundation, so good that Xin Laoqi can't stop praising him.

"Master, these people were carefully selected back then. Those who are not good at it can be said that they are small."

Fang Xing and his group were returning to the city from the west mountain. The bleakness gradually dispersed on the field, and occasionally green could be seen on the ground.

"Well! Black Thorns follow this training method. The Ming Dynasty needs such an elite army to make the enemy scared!"

Zhu Zhanji was also looking forward to that according to Fang Xing's statement, the Black Thorns will become an army with top-notch individual capabilities and invincible team tactics.

Think about it, on the dark night, the Ming army, who was quietly in the enemy camp, then broke through various checkpoints, suddenly rose up, tsk! That sour.

Zhu Zhanji and Fang Xing broke up outside the city, and he went all the way to the palace.

Walking in the palace, the eyes of those people were no longer that hot. After all, Mingxin’s mouth was not enough to make people believe it.

But in the eyes of those who are interested, this is a topic for utilization, so in some corners, the fantasy of the future crown prince has produced various versions.

When he arrived at Zhu Di, he looked up at Zhu Zhanji, then pointed to the side, and then bowed his head to continue handling political affairs.

"The river bank must be maintained regularly, so don't be reluctant to spend money. Are the prisoners of war still there? They just give out some food. Also, be careful about corruption and report it immediately after being caught."

Xia Yuanji nodded and said, "Don't worry, the Ministry of Revenue is rich in money and food at present, so it is not too late to repair the river embankment. I will go back and prepare immediately and cooperate with the Ministry of Works."

Zhu Di nodded and made a rare joke: "I used to want to build a palace, but Xia Yuanji was stalking his neck and trying to hit the wall. Why has it changed now?"

Xia Yuanji said seriously: "Your Majesty, the country's wealth should not be ignored. I was instructed by Your Majesty to take charge of the Ministry of Revenue. I feel that the responsibility is great and dare not slackew."

This is to use Zhu Di's position to block his mouth: I am the Minister of Revenue you chose. Are you not responsible for it?

Zhu Di was criticized by him several times and countless times, so he was helpless when he heard this and waved his hand and said, "Go away!"

Xia Yuanji left, Zhu Di took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes and asked, "What's there?"

The eunuch waved his hand, and immediately the only grandparents and grandsons of Zhu Di and him were left in the hall, and even Huang Yan could only leave in disappointment.

Zhu Zhanji saw that the person had been exposed and said, "Grandpa Emperor, Xing He Bo said very much. Black Thorns are all elites. If they follow the practice method of Jubaoshanwei, it would be a waste of resources. So now Black Thorns are practicing using his method of practicing servants."

"Staff?"

Zhu Di remembered Fang Xing's servants, all of whom were very skilled, so he nodded and said, "Well, Fang Xing is well versed in self-protection, so he didn't make up for it even after he died. This is to tell everyone that he has no ambitions and no capital to rebel. He is a good boy."

Zhu Zhanji felt a little nervous, knowing that Zhu Di suddenly turned aside and was reminding him.

Creatures like the emperor are always wary of people and forces that threaten their positions.

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "Xing and Bo have no ambitions, but the grandson will know how to deal with the relationship between the king and the minister, and start and end well."

Um!

Zhu Di said with satisfaction: "You have grown up, and you have to slowly understand the relationship between the king and the minister. This is the art of the emperor."

Next, the grandparents and grandchildren talked about some political affairs, and then Zhu Zhanji was driven away. Zhu Di asked him to go back to see Hu Shanxiang and not let something happen to his great-grandson.

Great-grandson?

Zhu Zhanji left the hall and his head was a little dizzy.
Chapter completed!