Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

Zhu Yuanzhang knew in his heart that Wei Wu must know some methods of reform.

But since Wei Wu didn't want to say it, he wouldn't ask any more questions.

Of course, Wei Wu would not be blamed for this. As Wei Wu said, the Jinyiwei were the emperor's personal army.

It is true that there must be a solution in the future, but Zhu Yuanzhang believed that he was no worse than others.

Now that he understood the shortcomings of the Jinyiwei organization, he could naturally come up with a better implementation plan.

After finding out what he wanted to know, Zhu Yuanzhang prepared to let Wei Wu go back.

But when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he suddenly remembered the expression on Wei Wu's face when he mentioned opening a brothel.

Originally he was planning to discuss it with Queen Ma first, but now he decided to test it himself first.

"Well, Xiao Wu, you came to Daming to live alone, without anyone around you."

"Your aunt and I are your elders, and we are going to arrange a marriage for you so that you will have someone who understands you and cares about you."

Wei Wu was stunned when he suddenly heard Zhu Yuanzhang mention the arranged marriage.

What the hell, just because I traveled to ancient times, I have to go through a marriage arranged by my uncle and aunt?

How can we, the beasts of burden in modern society, accept this bad custom of blind and dumb marriage?

Free love is the way to go, okay?

He has to choose the person he likes, such as the little Sweetie at home.

So after Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, he refused without hesitation.

"Uncle Zhu, I already have someone I love, so why don't you cancel this arranged marriage?"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard Wei Wu's answer, he did not show any emotion, but instead the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The sweetheart this guy is talking about must be that girl Yuxuan! Let's try you first.

"It's okay to withdraw, but you have to tell me who your sweetheart is first!"

"Then I said, you can't interfere!"

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and said, "Okay."

Even after receiving Zhu Yuanzhang's promise, Wei Wu was still a little worried.

"You are the emperor, your words are binding, you cannot break them!"

Zhu Yuanzhang became impatient and glared at him and said:

"You little bastard, are you going to tell me or not?"

Seeing this, Wei Wu chuckled and said:

"To be honest, I was ready to ask my aunt to marry me the maid she gave me."

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard that it was Zhu Yuxuan, a smile appeared on his face.

"That's right, we can't force you to do anything, right? But we are planning to marry our princess to you!"

"Since you don't want to, don't regret it later! Whoever asks us for a marriage in the future will be a grandson!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's meaningful laughter made Wei Wu feel a little suspicious.

But could he retreat at this moment? Obviously not!

"Uncle Zhu, let me put this here. If I regret this, I'll be your grandson!!"

"Hahahaha, alright, then let's see how tough you are!"

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed heartily. He already understood Wei Wu's intention and did not mention the marriage again.

After all, she even refused the marriage granted by the emperor himself, so Wei Wu had nothing to say about Yuxuan.

As for Wei Wu, to be honest, he was really confused by Zhu Yuanzhang.

Although I know that Zhu Yuanzhang will not be angry with me because of this matter.

But after all, I'm rejecting the arranged marriage, so I should at least have some emotions.

But what is the truth? The truth is that Lao Zhu laughed as happily as a pretty widow meeting a big pervert.

Come to think of it, shouldn't I be the one who should be happy about not being assigned a marriage?

Wei Wu thought silently in his heart, but he still spoke with a tough attitude.

"Uncle Zhu, just wait and see! I, Wei Wu, am the most... the second toughest man in the Ming Dynasty!"

It’s not that Wei Wu didn’t want to make bold statements, but he really knew his own limitations.

When it comes to toughness in the Ming Dynasty, who can be tougher than Fang Xiaoru who rubbed magic oil on his neck!

He was a remarkable man who shouted in front of Emperor Yongle, "It doesn't matter if I kill all ten of my clans."