Ming Dynasty: Abandoned baby at the beginning, Zhu let me be the emperor

"You, take a sip."

The sword in Jinghui's hand was pointing at the soldier's heart. As long as the soldier had any concerns, the sword would take his life.

Seeing this, the soldier walked over quickly, scooped up a spoonful and drank it.

He watched as the wine was carried out from the wine cellar and delivered it personally, so naturally there wouldn't be any problems.

Seeing that the soldier did not show any abnormality after drinking, Jinghui nodded with satisfaction: "You can go back and tell me to thank His Highness for his kindness."

After hearing Jinghui's words, the soldier who served the wine clasped his fists and bowed, then withdrew.

"came back?"

As soon as they entered the city, Zhu Ming was already waiting for them on the top of the city wall.

Seeing this, the soldiers quickly stepped forward.

"They didn't make things difficult for you."

Zhu Ming looked at the soldiers who returned safely and nodded slightly.

"No, I just let the little man drink a sip of wine."

In front of Zhu Ming, these soldiers naturally did not dare to hide anything and answered honestly.

"A hundred taels of silver for you. Go down."

After getting the answer he wanted, Zhu Ming waved his hand to let the soldiers retreat, and turned around to look at the military camp outside the city.

"What does this little grandson want to do by sending wine?"

Jinghui was in the tent, looking at the jars of wine that were brought in, frowning and muttering.

"General."

Outside the camp, there were already many soldiers who had come over to smell the wine and were cautiously sticking their heads out.

"Forget it, just drink it all."

Looking at the soldiers who were drooling with greed, Jinghui waved his hand and shouted impatiently.

"Thank you, General."

With Jinghui's permission, the soldiers rushed in immediately and started drinking gulps of wine.

They were in the tent, and it was not easy to get a drink.

Now that they have become rebels, the little prince in the city has sent them wine.

"Your Highness, shall we launch a night attack tonight?"

Wang Xing walked up the city wall, stood behind Zhu Ming, and asked with a serious face.

Now there are people drunk in the enemy camp, it is a good time to launch a surprise attack, the opportunity for battle is fleeting.

"Go back to sleep."

Zhu Ming clapped his hands, turned around and walked down the city wall.

He had no plans for a night attack, and Jinghui was also a veteran, so how could he ignore this possibility and give himself this opportunity?

"So what does His Highness mean by sending wine?"

Upon seeing this, Wang Xing quickly followed and asked in confusion.

At first he thought that His Highness gave wine to the rebels in order to make the enemy noisy so that he could take the opportunity to launch a night attack.

"They are the defenders of the same city after all. There is some friendship between them. Why should we fight each other?"

Zhu Ming turned around and smiled at Wang Xing: "Not only will we not launch a night attack, we will also send food over as usual starting tomorrow."

"The soldiers in the city are all good, and some of the casualties are unnecessary."

After leaving these words, Zhu Ming walked straight towards the government office, leaving Wang Xing still puzzled.

Your Highness, you are too naive. It's already this late, why do you still care about brotherhood?

"how is the situation?"

After returning to the government office, Zhu Ming looked at Sijin who was still staring at those officials and asked in a low voice.

"No movement yet."

Sijin responded.

"Tomorrow, tell them about the mutiny."

After Zhu Ming finished speaking, he went straight back to his room and lay down.

"What? The Shanxi garrison mutinied?"

In the county government office, after hearing the news brought by the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Wang Juren jumped up directly from his position as county magistrate.

I didn’t expect that His Royal Highness the Grandson would encounter such a thing not long after arriving in Shanxi.

The disaster relief situation in our county has been greatly alleviated after your Highness arrived.

We can’t say we are rich now, but at least we have enough food and warm clothes.

There is no way Your Highness would incite a mutiny.

"Sir, please take away the 500 best soldiers of this county."

Without having time to think, Wang Juren had already taken out his flag.

Although there are not many defenders in this county, if we abandon the baggage and march lightly, we can still arrive within three days.

I can't let anything happen to His Highness, otherwise my future will be ruined.

When the prefectures and counties in Shanxi learned that the Shanxi garrison had mutinied and besieged Zhu Ming, they were all shocked beyond words and immediately sent troops to support him.

If for no other reason than to save the emperor's grandson and bring relief to the emperor.

His Majesty is very happy that the emperor's grandson has been saved, and it is not impossible for them to be promoted three levels on the spot.

Rather, the mutiny only involved a part of the Shanxi garrison, not a real large army, and it was only a matter of time before it was suppressed.

Who wouldn’t like to get credit for nothing?

"What's going on in Hedong?"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned as he looked at the secret report sent by the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

The mutiny was such a big thing that Chen Ling did not dare to hide it even if Zhu Ming did not give orders.

The moment the incident happened, it was delivered to Zhu Yuanzhang at an express speed of 800 miles.

"Your Majesty, the mutiny came from the Shanxi City West garrison, approximately 3,000 men."

Chen Ling told Zhu Yuanzhang everything she had seen in Shanxi.

"Inform the Ministry of War to immediately mobilize the nearest garrison troops in Shanxi to suppress the mutiny as quickly as possible!"

After realizing the seriousness of the matter, Zhu Yuanzhang slammed the table and shouted loudly.

Although my grandson has the talent to govern the country, I am not sure about his ability to lead troops.

If anything happened to Guaisun, even if all the officials in Shanxi were killed, it would be difficult to quell his anger.

"Go back quickly and protect our good grandson."

It was not enough to just dispatch troops for support. Chen Ling's return meant that Zhu Mingxiao did not have a reliable guard around him. He also had to go back quickly.

"If our good grandson comes back with one hair less..."

Before Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, Chen Ling had already knelt down: "If Your Highness is injured, I am willing to die as an apology."

Everyone knows how important Zhu Ming is to Zhu Yuanzhang.

If something happened to Zhu Ming, it would be a miracle if Zhu Yuanzhang could keep his nine clans alive.

It would be better for him to die as an atonement and use his life in exchange for the lives of his entire clan.

After saying that, Chen Ling retreated respectfully.

Of course, if he can prevent Zhu Ming from getting into trouble, he will definitely protect Zhu Ming at the first opportunity.

"You mean, the Shanxi garrison is in chaos?"

Inside the tent, a burly man looked at the spy kneeling below and asked excitedly.

"Yes, there are several thousand people surrounding the west gate."

The spy nodded affirmatively. He had no way of misjudging the huge mass of rebels.

"Okay, okay, let's make a mess!"

Hearing the affirmative answer, the man laughed happily, with his hands spread out, looking like a devil.

If the Shanxi defenders fall into chaos, it will give them an opportunity.

"Go contact other villages. Tomorrow we will go down the mountain and do something big together."

He rushed forward, grabbed the spy by the collar, and spoke excitedly.