The Ming Dynasty: Zhu Biao's daughter ran away from her arranged marriage, terrifying Zhu Di.

Qianqing Palace.

Early in the morning, Zhu Gaochi led the Three Yangs and Xie Jin and other key members of the Crown Prince's faction.

I rushed to the door.

However, to Zhu Gaochi's surprise,

When they arrived at the palace gate, there was not a single person from the Five Military Commands.

"Your Highness."

"I have a feeling something's not right?"

Xie Jin was the first to react, and he quickly moved closer to Zhu Gaochi's ear and whispered something in his ear.

Zhu Gaochi, however, seemed to be suffering from PTSD.

Upon hearing this, he immediately stared wide-eyed at Xie Jin.

"Look carefully, where you are!"

"It's one thing for you guys to bicker a little normally!"

"What time is it now?!"

"If I hear you spouting nonsense again!"

"Don't blame me for turning my back on you!"

The throne is about to be lost.

They're still arguing about these things.

Zhu Gaochi found it amusing.

Unfortunately, Zhu Gaochi didn't think that way, but that doesn't mean others didn't.

The Crown Prince had barely finished speaking.

Then everyone saw an arrogant figure slowly walk out of the Qianqing Palace.

"elder brother!"

"Why are you so late?"

"Everyone's been here for ages, you're the only one missing!"

These four words are "We're just missing you".

Zhu Gaoxu bit down very hard.

As he said this, his gaze involuntarily swept across the faces of Xie Jin and the others.

The meaning is quite clear.

He never intended to let these officials from the Crown Prince's residence in.

"Second brother!"

"Jie Jin is being irresponsible, and you're just making things worse!"

"What time is it?!"

"Do we still need to do all this fancy stuff?!"

Zhu Gaoxu was taken aback upon hearing this, and slowly sat down on the jade steps in front of everyone.

"Brother, I don't understand what you're saying."

"Even if Jianwen fights back."

"That's a matter for our Five Military Commands."

"Look at the people around you."

"It's either in the Ministry of Works or the Ministry of Revenue."

"At that time, they'll just obediently follow the imperial edict and do their jobs."

"Why are you meddling in this?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Gaochi was speechless for a long time.

"Second brother!"

"You, you, you!"

"You saw that car with your own eyes!"

"Even if those people in the Five Armies Commandery saw the blueprints, could they really build it?!"

Another figure emerged from behind the door.

He was the greatest contributor to the Jingnan Campaign.

Duke of Qi.

Qiu Fu.

During the Jingnan Rebellion, Qiu Fu, as the commander-in-chief of the Yan army, had a life-or-death friendship with Zhu Gaoxu, the Prince of Han.

From the moment the struggle for the throne began, Qiu Fu clearly sided with Zhu Gaoxu.

Today, he is clearly the number two figure in the Han King Party.

"Your Highness is mistaken."

"Our Five Military Commands only have military craftsmen."

"We all learned the same craft from the same master. If your Ministry of Works can build them, why can't our garrison build them?"

Thanks to Lao Zhu.

The Ming Dynasty established two completely parallel and independent management institutions.

The garrison not only had military households responsible for fighting, but also military craftsmen who were specifically responsible for manufacturing weapons.

Even if the military households of the garrison violated the law, they would be sent to the special yamen of the garrison for trial.

Local state governments have no right to interfere.

Zhu Gaochi was speechless, choked by Qiu Fu and the other man's words.

He could only stand there, panting heavily.

"You, you!"

"Open all the doors!"

Before Zhu Gaochi could catch his breath, Zhu Di's roar suddenly rang out from the inner hall.

Immediately following was a scream from Prince Zhu Gaosui of Zhao.

"father!"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Zhu Di grabbed Zhu Gaosui by the ear and strode out of the Qianqing Palace.

A group of young eunuchs followed closely behind.

They opened all the palace gates behind Zhu Di.

This directly revealed the Han King's party members who had already entered the hall, as well as the canopy hanging high above the hall.

"Second son."

"Well, you've gotten quite capable, haven't you?"

"You can build it, right?"

"Come."

"Open your eyes wide and look carefully."

"Can you even build these things?!"

Although his father caught him red-handed.

But Zhu Gaoxu still looked resentful and indignant.

"father!"

"That's something Nanping could learn."

"They must all be things that can be made in the mortal realm."

"What can't we build..."

Zhu Gaoxu didn't finish his sentence.

Then a loud voice suddenly rang out from inside the hall.

"—Model soldiers in position!"

"--tread!"

"--tread!"

"..."

The sound of orderly footsteps echoed from inside the hall.

The moment Zhu Gaoxu heard that voice, his expression changed.

He came from a military background.

I could clearly sense an indescribable killing intent in those footsteps.

Followed by.

A stirring march came from within the sky.

"The marching drills begin!"

The scene changes.

Soon, the scene shifted to an open area of ​​an airport.

One after another, fighter jets resembling Kunpeng slowly started up.

At last.

These iron contraptions, resembling fathead fish, actually flew up from the flat ground.

After seeing this scene.

Everyone present, whether they were members of the Crown Prince faction or the Han Prince faction.

I've lost all interest in reading the rest.

It's pointless.

It's all meaningless now.

If a fight really breaks out.

These black fathead fish alone were enough to crush their proud "Jingnan Elite Army".

You don't even need to hit them.

Those so-called veterans of the Beijing Garrison, who crawled out of piles of corpses.

I saw these things.

They probably don't even have the will to fight back.

people.

How can it fly?

Something that can fly.

Could that even be a person?

What mortal would be so bored as to fight a god?

Looking at Zhu Gaoxu, whose face was deathly pale.

Zhu Di's roar also rang out at the same time.

"These things."

"Can you even build it?!"

"As long as you can build it!"

"I will write the abdication edict right now and pass the throne to you!"

"Don't even mention passing the throne to you!"

"I'd even be your crown prince!"

Qiu Fu's lips moved slightly.

Before he could even utter a word...

Zhu Di glared at him and looked directly over.

"What's wrong?"

"You also want to be the crown prince?"

"If you can build it, it's not impossible!"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Fu immediately knelt down, his whole body trembling slightly, and said, "This sinful subject deserves ten thousand deaths!"

"You should have died long ago!"

After saying that, Zhu Di kicked Zhu Gaosui in the buttocks.

"And you!"

"I bet you're not going to stop until you drive me crazy!"

Zhu Di kicked Zhu Gaosui several times.

This forced me to calm down from my near-collapse.

He looked at the crowd before him and gritted his teeth, saying, "Issue my decree."

"Rank of fifth grade or above in the capital."

Regardless of whether one is a scholar or a warrior, one's background matters.

"Enter the palace immediately for a meeting!"

"There must be no mistakes!"

Zhu Di himself had lost count of how many times he had dreamt of Zhu Yunwen's return.

He believed he had considered all the possibilities.

He even fantasized that his father, Zhu Yuanzhang, had not died.

He crawled out of the Xiaoling Mausoleum and helped Zhu Yunwen regain the throne.

But what Zhu Di never expected was...

My own young niece, who is just a teenager.

By chance.

We've unexpectedly encountered such a force.

How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!