Ming Dynasty: The Jingnan Rebellion has just been successful, and Zhu Yuanzhang has been resurrected

Chapter 42 I am the eldest grandson of the Ming Dynasty

Ma Sanbao stood quietly beside Zhu Yunhuan, looking extremely worried.

It’s really dangerous to respond to Tianfu now!
Zhu Yunhuan turned his head to look at Ma Sanbao and said with a smile: "Sanbao, remember what I told you? Your efforts will be rewarded."

Ma Sanbao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Your Highness, I have never thought about repaying you. I..."

Zhu Yunhuan waved his hand, interrupting Ma Sanbao's words, stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "This is what you deserve."

After that, he put his fingers into his mouth without saying anything else.

"call out!"

A loud whistle sounded.

Ma Sanbao looked at Zhu Yunhuan's actions with a puzzled look.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, the ground shook, and the sound gradually grew louder and louder, until it was deafening.

"What's going on?" Ma Sanbao looked shocked and subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhu Yunhuan: "Your Highness."

Looking at Zhu Yunhuan's calm face, and thinking about what Zhu Yunhuan said before, Ma Sanbao had a terrible thought in his mind: "Could this noise be caused by His Highness?"

"Sanbao, let's go!" Zhu Yunhuan said lightly.

Ma Sanbao was a little confused: "Huh?"

Zhu Yunhuan didn't explain anything. He took a deep breath and walked towards the gate.

Ma Sanbao looked at Zhu Yunhuan's back, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and followed him: "Your Highness, wait for me!"

"Squeak!"

The gate of Fengyang's high wall slowly opened.

Zhu Yunhuan took a step forward.

"Crash!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers from the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry and the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry knelt on the ground at the same time, shouting in unison: "Your Highness!"

"Are these soldiers all your Highness's men?"

"When did Your Highness keep so many soldiers and horses?"

Ma Sanbao was completely dumbfounded and stunned.

He had followed Zhu Yunhuan for several years, but had never known the existence of these troops.

"Everyone get up!" Zhu Yunhuan said lightly.

In order to save food and grass, and also to speed up the journey, he only summoned two cavalry units: the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry and the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

All the soldiers stood up.

"What's going on? Are these soldiers from Emperor Yunhuan's grandson?"

"Am I seeing things right? These fierce soldiers are actually the people of Emperor Yunhuan's grandson."

"Having gathered so many troops, what is Emperor Yunxun planning to do?"

"It's bad. Something big is going to happen. Something big is going to happen to the Ming Dynasty."

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Outside the high wall, all the curious people were stunned.

Although they didn't have much experience, they knew at this moment that something big had happened.

County government!

The prefect Zhang Zhongxing is handling official business.

"Sir, something bad has happened." County Lieutenant Zhao Hu ran over in a panic.

Zhang Zhongxing's face darkened and he scolded, "Why are you making such a fuss?"

"Huff, huff, huff," Zhao Hu gasped, and said, "Sir, something has happened behind the Fengyang walls. The grandson of the Emperor Yunhu is planning a rebellion."

"What?" Zhang Zhongxing was stunned, as if he had heard something funny. He said, "Zhao Hu, what did you say? The grandson of Emperor Yunhu wants to rebel? Hahaha, stop joking. The grandson of Emperor Yunhu has been imprisoned in Fengyang. What else can he use to rebel?"

"Sir, this is true. I don't know how the grandson of Emperor Yunhu secretly hid an army." Zhao Hu said with a bitter face.

Before today, if someone had told him that Zhu Yunhuan would rebel, he would not have believed it, but now it has really happened.

He even went to the high walls of Fengyang to see for himself that the troops there were very fierce.

Zhang Zhongxing looked at Zhao Hu's appearance, his expression gradually changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Zhao Hu, this kind of thing can't be joked about."

"Sir, I'm not kidding. If you don't believe me, you can go and see for yourself!" Zhao Hu said bitterly.

Zhang Zhongxing stared at Zhao Hu for a while, completely bewildered. "Is the grandson of the Emperor Yunhu rebelling? What's going on?"

Before he could come to his senses, a loud voice came from outside the door: "My Lord, are you there?"

"Shhhhh!"

Before he could finish his words, the Snow Dragon Riders rushed into the government office and took control of the place.

"Who are you? You are so brave that you dare to surround the government office!" Zhang Zhongxing's face was full of anger.

Zhao Hu recognized the identity of the soldiers in front of him, tugged at Zhang Zhongxing's clothes, and said weakly, "Sir, these soldiers belong to the grandson of Emperor Yunhuan."

"What?" Zhang Zhongxing was stunned.

The next second, Zhu Yunhuan came over with Ma Sanbao, with a faint smile on his face. He said to Zhang Zhongxing and Zhao Hu, "Which of you two is the prefect Zhang Zhongxing?"

Zhang Zhongxing's expression shifted from gloomy to bright, and finally he bent down and knelt in obeisance: "Zhang Zhongxing pays respects to His Highness, the Grandson of the Emperor Yunhuan!"

"Get up!"

Zhu Yunhuan waved his hand and said, "Zhang Zhifu, I need some food and fodder now. I wonder if you can prepare it for me."

The emperor has no shortage of hungry soldiers. The system can summon troops such as the Snow Dragon Cavalry and the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, but Zhu Yunhuan needs to prepare the food and fodder himself.

Zhang Zhongxing's face was solemn. He asked, "Your Highness, are you planning a rebellion?"

"What rebellion? I am the eldest grandson of the Ming Dynasty. Now I just want to take back what belongs to me." Zhu Yunheng frowned.

Zhang Zhongxing was startled and hesitated, "But, Your Majesty has already passed the throne to the grandson of the Emperor Yunwen, and now the grandson of the Emperor Yunwen has also ascended the throne."

"The Emperor is getting old and confused. The Imperial Ming Dynasty's ancestral precepts are the foundation of the Ming Dynasty. How can we treat them as a joke? If everyone chooses the successor according to their own preferences, then what is the point of the Imperial Ming Dynasty's ancestral precepts?" Zhu Yunhuan shouted loudly.

Zhang Zhongxing opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to argue with Zhu Yunhuan. After a long pause, he said with a cold face, "Your Highness, please forgive me for not being able to obey your order and prepare food and fodder for you."

"Are you sure?" Zhu Yunhuan's eyes turned cold as he looked at Zhang Zhongxing.

Zhang Zhongxing nodded with gritted teeth: "I am sure!"

"Kill him!"

Zhu Yunhuan waved his hand.

Since Zhang Zhongxing wants to be a loyal minister, he will help him.

He never forces others.

"Whoosh!"

A long spear thrust out and pierced Zhang Zhongxing's heart.

"Hmm." Zhang Zhongxin's face was full of unwillingness, and his body slowly fell down.

"Pfft!"

Zhao Hu was so frightened that he squatted on the ground.

He quickly reacted and crawled to Zhu Yunhuan: "Your Highness, I am Zhao Hu. I am willing to serve you."

Zhu Yunhuan looked at Zhao Hu with a playful expression and said, "I'll give you half an hour to call all the officials from Fengyang here."

"Yes, Your Highness!" Zhao Hu nodded repeatedly, stood up and ran away in a hurry.

"hehe!"

Zhu Yunhuan looked at Zhao Hu's back, smiled softly, twisted his neck, and found a place to sit down.

Since the rebellion has already been launched, he naturally cannot afford to show any mercy.

He also likes loyal ministers, but this does not prevent him from killing people. After all, the other party's loyalty is not to him. In this case, all he can do is to fulfill the other party's reputation for loyalty.

(End of this chapter)