I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

Zhu Zhangui, who followed Sa Xuer to offer incense to other ancestors, asked Liu Yuanmei loudly before paying homage to another ancestor.

Is there such a thing as in the film and television, no one comes out to complain.

But when I saw it, I was stunned for an instant, staring stupidly at the red area marked with clear words.

Surely no one was taken there blindfolded, and I would definitely doubt that it would be the most tightly guarded place by Jin Yiwei.

What the other party can sell to me is either not a secret, or it is not the kind that is difficult to imitate and research.

"The price of the rocket launcher is low. A car is loaded with 80 taels of ammunition, and each rocket is 500 taels. You will send someone to maintain it for life. He can't worry about that."

"The monks and nuns are all empty. Do you have any envy, only sincere admiration."

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

Thanks, what a joke.

The Ancestral Temple is said to be the ancestral hall of the old Zhu family, but in fact there are not many spiritual seats outside.

Seeing the old man standing by the well, Sa Xuer waved away everyone.

All the way to the depths, a dry well appeared behind everyone.

Picking up the teacup, the monk saluted the old man, and asked a casual question as if chatting with others.

Lao Zhu is the founder of the country, and the old man is the founder of the business. The positions of the seven of us are active, and Jiajing dares to move, so Jiajing can only choose the front.

Whether there is any gratitude in the words, it is very intense, and there is no sign of gratitude.

For example, even if Luo Ke has not seen this rocket launcher, he knows that it is absolutely very difficult to imitate, so Xiao Ming will sell it to me so easily.

For the superior who almost betrayed me, the old man was not so cold, he just nodded lightly.

The old man waved his hand, and when Liu Yuanmei left, he came to a big portrait next to Lao Zhu, and stood quietly.

"The last time I came, there was only the big bastard, and he will have to make bad preparations then."

The space at the bottom of the well is very small, and there is not enough space for a hundred flats.

Maybe it's because of Yuman after a few years, and the old man also wanted to make these little ministers an eyesore, so this year's ancestor worship ceremony, only people from the old Zhu's family were absent, did the civil and military ministers let any one come over.

"Hahaha…"

Picking up the teacup and downing it in one gulp, the old man got up and patted his butt, beckoned Sa Xuer and walked towards the ladder.

According to the rules, there can only be 9 outside, and if there are more than 9, they will move out.

The roaring warplane flew under the Taimiao, and the royal ancestor worship ceremony officially came to an end.

The monk nodded with a smile, then raised his head to the mouth of the well and said, "Uncle Qi, you are already like that, does he still dare to see you?"

Luo Ke gasped in surprise, one car shot up in one round, and there were survivors within two distances. This must be 10 cars shooting together. Does this mean that the enemy within seventy distances cannot be eliminated?

The reason for the arrangement is because the taste and environment of the imperial prison are really bad. After all, the old man is so young. If he retreats, he will die if he suffers from the wind and cold.

Knowing that the other party was here to show off, and also not having any admiration in his heart, the monk folded his hands together and gave him a compliment.

It was a monk who understood what it meant. He glanced at the old man, and the old man pouted at the map, looking at the map directly with the other party.

With a smile on his face, Zhu Zhanji read out the introduction to the weapon in the telegram I just received this morning.

But it was the same in Jiajing, there was only one place left outside.

"That's what he said!"

"So Xiao Ming decided after discussion here that a flintlock gun is 70 taels of silver, a seven-generation rifle is 100 taels, a flintlock bullet pack, you give him 20 packs for one tael of silver, and you give him 5 tael of silver for the seventh-generation rifle bullets. [-] rounds."

Bad guy, I just said how did the old man remember that he came to see that monk, and he came to show off his feelings.

The monk also evaded and looked at me with a smile.

"Little brat, come here!"

Although the ministers were not happy about it, we chose that emperor, and Emperor Renzong was not far away from us, so we chose to acquiesce.

Therefore, in the previous life, Jiajing moved Zhu Pangpang's spirit out, not because it was a small act of respect, but because of the rules.

The old man glared at Sa Xuer and reprimanded her.

At that time, he complained about injustice, and now he said that Jin Yiwei was given eye drops, and he was in charge of the emperor. When the emperor and the prince left later, we would all have good fruit.

The monk glanced at Sa Xuer and nodded with a smile.

"Because he bought it with a small order, you will give him eight rounds of ammunition for each cannon, which counts as your support for the Roco Kingdom."

There was a monk who hadn't talked to anyone for several years, and seemed to very much hope that no one would chat with me. He stretched out his hand and flicked his robe sleeves, adjusted his sitting posture, and waited for a friendly conversation with the old man.

The corners of the old man's mouth curled up slightly, and in a very exciting tone, he introduced the achievements of his youth.

"It's a new type of weapon. He can't treat it as a group of weak artillery. A rocket launcher can carry 12 rockets and shoot them up in a salvo. There will be no survivors within the two sides."

After all, it was to find a place for my father, and it was for me.

"It's broken, that's the end of today's chat, you are very depressed."

"How? Is the arrangement broken?"

Sa Xuer smiled awkwardly, "Uncle, come here!"

Sa Xuer, who walked up the ladder, glanced around, and before confirming that there was a problem, he saluted the bald monk who was sitting under the big desk and was boiling tea.

"Why doesn't Seventh Uncle have time to come to your place?"

"Well, get up!"

"Grandpa, go up first!"

Saxuer filled the wooden figures all the time, and only added to the seven people's teacups when they were empty.

Before Ji Gang led the people away, Sa Xu'er greeted the old man and walked up the ladder.

Did the old man travel with great fanfare? He just wore plain clothes and came to Jinyiwei with a few guards.

The smile on Zhu Zhanji's face gradually disappeared, and he pondered for a while before replying: "You made a decision, and you need to report to the following."

Jiajing is the 11th emperor. Since Jianwen and Zhu Qiyu have no temple names, they end with Lao Zhu. It is said that there are 8 emperors sitting outside the temple.

"You don't know, you died again. There may be no underworld in that world, or there may not be. After all, whether the person who went there has come back to tell you, I guess you only know before you die."

"grandfather!"

Sa Xuer, who was sitting at the side as a waiter, was instantly speechless when she saw the old man's actions.

"Really, there is no envy in my heart."

He has seen most of the weapons of the Ming Dynasty. For example, he owns one of the latest custom-loaded copper-cased bullet rifles. This was given to him by Zheng He, and it is a witness of the friendship between the two parties.

"When he comes again, he will bring you a bowl of Yangchun noodles and a pot of bad wine."

The cells on both sides of the aisle were full of kneeling prisoners who had obviously just changed their clothes.

Luo Ke was silent for a while, then nodded while looking at the price list under the notebook.

I came here to choose and choose, and felt that Zhu Pangpang, who had only been emperor for one year, was very suitable, so I chose to move Zhu Pangpang out and invited my father to come back.

Zhu Zhanji only said that he would consider it, and he would agree to it if he had said it, so the other party didn't care what request he made, as long as it was in Xiao Ming's interest, he would talk about it all.

"Let's all go out!"

In the dimly lit corridor, the pungent smell of disinfectant water hits your face.

"He worships first, you go and have a look!"

One question and one answer, it was said from the seven people without stopping, the old man seemed to want to hear bad things on purpose, especially, he kept asking the other party about his political achievements.

The Taimiao place can be rude, Liu Yuanmei bowed respectfully to the old man.

Liu Yuanmei raised her eyebrows and reached out her hand to gesture.

Xiao Ming gave those weapons for free, but they all needed my Roco Kingdom and bought them for real money.

"Ha ha!"

My father retired, and I had a place, so I tried to find a way to leave the whole place to make room for my father.

It was a huge space on the ground, and the sunlight from Huoshu shone under the mouth of the well through the steel fence below.

Hearing the satisfactory answer, the old man looked up to the sky and smiled, reached out and nodded the old monk, and climbed down the ladder with his head turned.

"Father, did he see that our Xiao Ming is weak again, and in another ten years or so, the sun and moon flags of our Xiao Ming will all be planted in that world, and the Xiao Ming Dynasty you founded will become the weakest in history. The most glorious empire."

"Bad, you can arrange it!"

Looking at this strange yet familiar face, I fell into the memory.

A look of disappointment flashed in Zhu Zhangui's eyes, and he followed Sa Xuer to the last ancestor.

There was a smile on Zhu Zhanji's face, and he was about to reach out his hand to shake it, when Luo Ke said to me, "You know how to bargain and buy those weapons and equipment, but you don't have any requirements."

Before confirming that the old man went down, Sa Xuer saluted the monk, turned around and was about to climb down the ladder.

After handing the incense to Zhu Zhangui, Sa Xuer gave orders and walked to the old man's side.

"In terms of artillery, 8000 taels of heavy artillery, 4000 taels of medium artillery, and 2 taels of heavy fortress guns."

"Amitabha, monks are lying."

"So you have never been slack in your youth. After your youthful bloody fights, your perseverance is relentless. This year, you, Xiao Ming, have finally become the weakest empire in the entire East, and even the entire world. The smallest country, beyond the Mongolian Yuan, beyond any dynasty."

"Regret, what is regret, now it is a fact, and what he has done is worse than you. You want to be sure that Grandpa knows that Xiao Ming will be so weak, and he will ignore you and choose him."

Your book draws on the background of Xiaoming Fenghua, whether it will be affected or not, it will definitely be affected by it, and you may also delay finishing the book.

Luo Ke nodded, I also know that Xiao Ming will definitely sell the weapon that kills like grass.

"The prices of all types of shells are the same. They are 30 taels, 60 taels, and 90 taels respectively. I want to feel that the price is low. What you Xiaoming use is a new type of gunpowder, which is comparable to the white gunpowder they know."

The old man suddenly opened his mouth and asked a question that made Sa Xuer confused.

The monk laughed when he saw this, and reached out to pick up the teapot to pour tea for the seven people.

Without his grandson's inspection, the old man was also very worried, so he took a sip from his teacup.

In addition, my emperor's reign was short, and the old ministers at the time were not even bad at the court. Those people's positions must be moved. The one in Jiajing who was temporarily pulled over to take up duty may be under the pressure of living in the whole city.

"I have something to do. It's just Chinese New Year. Come and see him and chat with him by the way."

Reaching out to grab the ladder, the old man didn't climb down immediately, but turned to look at the monk who was smiling at me.

"coming!"

"Please tell me, as long as it is an excessive request, you will consider it."

Luo Ke heard me and glanced at me, "Thank you very little."

The illuminating lamps that have just become popular in the palace now have a few broken exteriors, making the originally dim bottom of the well look very alive, just like it is in sunlight.

As soon as the monk finished speaking, the old man came up from below angrily, walked to the table with small steps, and sat down opposite the monk.

Looking at Luo Ke's shocked eyes, Zhu Zhanji shrugged, "As a friend, tell him the truth, Xiao Ming's weakness is beyond his imagination."

Standing behind the portrait of Lao Zhu, the old man held incense in his hand, and talked about my achievements.

Sa Xuer asked after walking down.

"Chen Jinyiwei Ji Gang, see the Empress Dowager, and pay homage to the Prince's Palace!"

The old man spoke, and looked at the other party with burning eyes.

It is said that it is a prison cell, but it is actually more like the study of a literati son.

Of course, that rule is for me, it was right for me to move my father back.

The monk's words sounded in front of her. Liu Yuanmei, who was about to climb down, paused, turned her head to look at the smiling monk, nodded heavily after a long silence, and agreed to the monk's first request.

Chapter 357: Kyushu in the World, Great Harmony in the World!

At the end of March in the fourth year of Hongxi.

Moerkan, the border between Daming and the plateau.

The Central Plains area has entered spring, but the air here is still icy cold, but this cold air can't stop the fiery hearts of everyone present.

Today is a very important day for Daming, and it is also a day that will definitely be recorded in the annals of history.

The battle to regain the plateau will officially start today.