Chapter 142 Zhu Yuanzhang’s Family Banquet

When Zhu Yuanzhang came in, he greeted Ji Fei in a friendly voice, as if he really just came to have a drink with an old friend.

But the soldiers following behind him were all ready and their expressions were tense.

As soon as they entered the door, they dispersed in an orderly manner. The people in the front row squatted slightly, holding up their spears slightly, while the crossbows in the back row's hands were not aimed, but had already been cocked.

There is only one target to be on guard, and of course it is Miss Yang holding a long sword.

After all, Zhu Yuanzhang and others had just walked in from the outside of the village and saw Ji Fei's men who had been injured by Yang Yunsu and lying on the ground, so they naturally understood that something had happened.

Looking at the wooden door that was broken into pieces and Yang Yunsu standing in the middle of the house holding a weapon, he became even more convinced.

"Commander, you are here, please sit down quickly.

Brothers, please be patient, it is just a misunderstanding, there is no need to use swords or guns."

When Ji Fei saw Zhu Yuanzhang, he hurriedly greeted him respectfully and warmly, while comforting the soldiers around Zhu Yuanzhang.

"I had some misunderstandings with this Miss Yang, but it's okay now.

This Miss Yang is an acquaintance of Meng Shaoxia..."

When Ji Fei said this, he wanted to talk to Zhu Yuanzhang about the ins and outs of this and what had just happened, but in a moment, Zhu Yuanzhang had already passed by him and hurriedly walked towards Meng Xiuyuan.

"Meng Shaoxia, you are actually here?

Why didn't we send someone to notify you when you came to our army?

For many years, I have been looking forward to seeing you again."

While he was talking, Zhu Yuanzhang had already rushed to Meng Xiuyuan, looking very happy and excited.

Seeing the situation, Meng Xiu also smiled at him and said:

"Long time no see, you have really done a great job.

Now I’m going to call him Marshal Zhu.”

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang quickly shook his head, and then simply bowed to Meng Xiuyuan and said:

"How dare you, at least most of the reason why I am able to achieve what I am today is because of your favor, Mr. Meng.

If I hadn't received your guidance and passed on your "Liaoyuan Marksmanship", our uprising would never have been so smooth, let alone recruiting subordinates and commanding the troops, we might have died on the battlefield from the beginning."

When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he did not accept his flattery. He just smiled silently and shook his head.

From the moment Zhu Yuanzhang entered the house with his soldiers, Meng Xiuyuan was already observing them.

Although these dozen personal soldiers seemed to have average equipment, their physical fitness and cooperation in facing the enemy were excellent, and they were comparable to the personal guards around Wang Baobao.

This physical aspect can be explained by the "Lighting Fire Spear Technique". However, his reaction to the enemy and his tacit cooperation reflected Zhu Yuanzhang's superb commanding ability.

As expected, he is a person who can conquer the world with just one bowl at the beginning. He has some abilities that are beyond ordinary people.

The "Lighting Fire Spear Technique" that Meng Xiuyuan passed down to him only accelerated his rise and made his early start-up a little smoother. Naturally, he didn't want to take credit.

While the two were talking, Ji Fei had already come over and said diligently:

"Commander, Meng Shaoxia, my room is a bit messy, even the door is broken, it's not the place to talk.

Moreover, it is indeed a rare opportunity for us to meet again after a long absence, so we should have a good time to catch up on the past.

How about I ask someone to go down and simply prepare a table of food and drinks so that we can chat while eating?"

After Meng Xiuyuan heard Ji Fei's words, he wanted to refuse, but before he could say anything, Zhu Yuanzhang preempted him:

"Yes, I haven't seen Meng Shaoxia in so many years since we last said goodbye.

We dare not say that we are capable of repaying his kindness now, but it is appropriate to treat him to a simple meal.

But Brother Ji, please stop being busy and go to my place.

It just so happened that Zhuo Jing came to visit me recently and asked her to prepare two dishes by herself so that we could have a good meal.

Haha, last time in that ruined temple, we had a meal of beef and tricked Meng Shaoxia into teaching us a set of magical skills to move across the battlefield.

If we invite him to another banquet today, I don't know what good it will do."

Zhu Yuanzhang started joking easily at the end of his words.

After saying this, he looked at Meng Xiuyuan with a sincere expression, almost giving Meng Xiuyuan no chance to refuse.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan was not disappointed and nodded to express his excuse.

After all, he had just returned from Peach Blossom Island to get the secret book on the art of war, and he met Zhu Yuanzhang. It could not be said that it was fate.

Seeing Meng Xiuyuan's agreement, Zhu Yuanzhang and Ji Fei were very happy and immediately ordered their men to prepare their horses.

But before leaving, the thoughtful Zhu Yuanzhang naturally did not forget Yang Yunsu who was still standing in the field, and took the initiative to say to her:

"Miss Yang, since you are familiar with Meng Shaoxia, you are also my honored guest.

I wonder if you would be willing to come and have a banquet at our house?"

Hearing this, Yang Yunsu hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Although she has not forgiven Ji Fei yet, she does not have to do it now.

At this time, not for anything else but to finally meet Meng Xiuyuan, she really didn't want to be separated like this again.

In this way, the four people settled the matter, went out and mounted their horses, and left the village surrounded by many rebels under Zhu Yuanzhang.

They walked all the way northwest for more than an hour, until the sun was high in the sky and it was almost noon. The group of people stopped in front of an inconspicuous town.

The town has been completely controlled by the rebels, and there are many soldiers patrolling outside. But once inside, it is a peaceful and peaceful scene.

Zhu Yuanzhang dismissed the guards around him, got off his horse, and personally led everyone to a quiet courtyard:

"Young Master Meng, that's a coincidence.

My wife had been staying in my hometown and in the state to take care of the families of my soldiers.

In recent days, my son happened to be one year old. His mother thought that she had not seen me for a long time, so she took this opportunity to take him all the way to visit me.

No matter if you show up or show up later, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat the food she cooked with her own hands."

When Zhu Yuanzhang entered the courtyard, he was still chatting with Meng Xiuyuan about home affairs, with a relaxed and happy feeling after returning home.

"Chongba, have you brought your guests back? Oh, it's Brother Ji. Come in and sit down. I wonder who these two are..."

While talking, a gentle and dignified woman walked out of the room.

She was wearing inconspicuous coarse cloth clothes, and her face did not look like Miss Yang's. Zhou Zhiruo, these beauties were so delicate, but they had an outstanding temperament, with a kind and calm feeling, which made people fall in love with her when they saw her.

"Haha, you are indeed a distinguished guest.

This is the Meng Shaoxia you and I have often told you about, who was very kind to me, and today I went to Brother Ji’s place, and I actually met him."

Zhu Yuanzhang said cheerfully, and then led his wife Ma to introduce him to Meng Xiuyuan and Yang Yunsu.

After being so polite for a while, the future "Queen Ma", who was also respected by future generations, stood up and went to the kitchen to prepare meals.

The remaining people were sitting at the small table in the courtyard, chatting about what they had experienced in the years since they parted.

From the moment they left Huangjue Temple that night and everyone set out to kill the Tatars, Zhu Yuanzhang and Ji Fei took turns telling stories, roughly describing how they had passed through battles and survived in the battlefield in the past five or six years until now.

He gathered tens of thousands of troops under his command.

This period of family history can be described as wonderful and unusual. Although it is described in a vague way, Meng Xiuyuan can still vaguely feel the difficulties and difficulties involved. He only knows that success is not always easy to come by.

When they arrived at Meng Xiuyuan's side, Zhu Yuanzhang and Ji Fei didn't ask any questions, because they respected and admired Meng Xiuyuan as a great benefactor, and they didn't know much about Jianghu affairs, so they didn't want to bother prying.

As a result, the topics of conversation gradually narrowed down to some recent events.

"Meng Shaoxia, I heard that you were on Guangmingding to cover the evacuation of our Mingjiao high-level officials. You actually single-handedly intercepted thousands of elite soldiers of the Yuan army on the mountain road, and even rushed into the army to capture the enemy general...

How did you do it? Is this really the scope of martial arts?

Are there any peerless masters like you in the Mongolian court?"

Zhu Yuanzhang had been holding back this question for a long time, and then he couldn't help but ask it.

He has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, so he naturally understands the power of this army and how powerless a person is when facing an army.

Based on his experience, it is really difficult to guess how unpredictable a person's martial arts is to be able to do such a thing.

In particular, he was very worried that if there was a master of Meng Xiuyuan's level in the Yuan court, he might be caught off guard if he encountered him on the battlefield in the future, or even be directly captured by his opponent.

After all, as the marshal of the rebel army, he did not have so many martial arts masters to protect him. He only had personal soldiers that he had gradually trained in the past few years. He was far behind the prince of Ruyang.

Fortunately, Meng Xiuyuan's subsequent answer dispelled his worries:

"There is no need to worry. I am not boasting. If nothing unexpected happens, there should be no one in the world who has this ability except me and my master Zhang Zhenren...

No, Miss Yang has been practicing diligently in seclusion over the past few years, and her kung fu has improved rapidly, so maybe she also has this ability."

Meng Xiuyuan was mid-sentence when he suddenly corrected his mistake and then couldn't help but look at Yang Yunsu beside him.

Unexpectedly, Miss Yang's eyes had been staring at him. As soon as Meng Xiuyuan turned his head, the two people's eyes naturally crossed and their eyes met. Miss Yang immediately lowered her head in shame, shook her head and whispered

said:

"Young Master Meng, please don't praise me. I have made great progress in my martial arts over the years, but I am far from the level that Marshal Zhu said.
To be continued...