"Third Bro, help your uncles forge a saber each!”
"They are all old brothers who followed me to conquer the world and have made great contributions to our Zhu family. This request is not too much.”
Zhu Yuanzhang immediately agreed. He was afraid that Zhu Rong would reject him because he was young and immature, which would make these soldiers feel disappointed.
"No problem, leave it to me!"
"Everyone has a share!"
Seeing his father, Zhu Xiong immediately agreed. What else could he do? He could only accept it!
Moreover, he had to be careful.
Even if Zhu Yuanzhang didn't say it, Zhu Rong wouldn't refuse.
These were all favors, capital for future hegemony!
The pugilistic world was not just about fighting and killing, but also about the ways of the world. This sentence was applicable anywhere!
As a transmigrator…
Zhu Rong naturally knew the direction of history in the future.
If nothing unexpected happened, his big Zhu Biao would die young and Zhu Yunwen, that little turtle grandson, would inherit the throne.
The first thing Zhu Yunwen did after he succeeded to the throne was to cut off the vassal state.
The deaths of his uncles, the dethronement of those who were deposed, and the exile of those who were exiled could be described as tragic!
At that time.
Once such a thing happened, Zhu Rong would not sit still and wait for death!
He would let Jianwen know what a boor was!
However!
In the future, he would naturally not be able to fight for the world alone.
If he could build a good relationship with these generals now, they and their descendants would be a great help to him in the future war for the world!
These generals did not have the ability to predict the future.
Zhu Rong agreed.
All of them were deeply grateful.
"Thank you so much, Nephew!"
"If there's anything you need in the future, just let us know. We uncles will definitely do it for you!”
"You're right!"
"In the future, if Nephew Gu has anything to say, just tell us directly!”
The corners of Zhu Rong's mouth curled up slightly when he heard this.
A saber could be exchanged for the goodwill of these valiant generals in the army. This was simply too cost-effective!
At this moment.
Liu Bowen, who was behind Zhu Yuanzhang, saw this scene. His expression was not particularly good, and he revealed a solemn expression.
This scene reminded them of a historical story-the change of Xuanwu Sect!
Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin, had made great contributions when he overthrew the Sui Dynasty and established the Great Tang. He had conquered half of the world.
The valiant generals Qin Qiong, Yuchi Gong, Cheng Yaojin, Hou Junji, and others all admired and trusted him, leading to the change in Xuanwu Sect.
Now.
Zhu Rong's reputation in the army was already at its peak, and he was the idol revered by the entire army.
He was so similar to Emperor Taizong!
Although their superior Zhu Yuanzhang was more talented and bold than Tang Gaozu Li Yuan, what about after Zhu Yuanzhang? Can the prince Zhu Biao suppress Zhu Xi?
A hint of worry appeared in Liu Bowen's heart.
However, he did not say it out loud.
Now that the world had not been unified, these things were still too far away.
"Brother Bowen?"
"Brother Bowen?"
"Brother Bowen?"
"Oh, oh!"
"Brother Shan Chang, what's the matter?"
Lee Shan Chang looked at the dazed Liu Bowen and shouted at him. He shouted three times before waking Liu Bowen up from his thoughts.
"Why are you staring at the Third Prince in a daze?”
"Do you want the Third Prince to forge a saber for you?”
Lee Shan Chang said half-jokingly.
"Brother Shan Chang must be joking. Bowen is a scholar, he doesn't even have the strength to tie up a chicken, what use does he have for a saber?”
"I was just lamenting that His Highness the Third Prince is a young hero!”
"The Third Prince is only at the age of Dancing Elephant, but he has already surpassed Xu Da, Tang He, and the other valiant generals!”
"He still has room for growth. I wonder what heights he will reach in the future?”
Liu Bowen smiled lightly as he looked at Zhu Rong, who was being adored by everyone, his voice full of emotion.
"Brother Bowen is right!"
"In the future, the third prince will certainly reach a height that no one else can reach!”
"His name will definitely be remembered through the ages!"
Li Shan Zhang stroked his beard as he looked at Zhu Rong, his eyes filled with praise and flattery.
He and Liu Bowen were two completely different people.
Liu Bowen was more indifferent to fame and fortune, while Li Shanchang's utilitarian-oriented heart was more important.
As long as they weren't blind.
They could see that Zhu Rong's future achievements would definitely reach a peak that ordinary people could not reach.
That was why.
Only then did Lee Shan Chang have the intention to curry favor with him.
Liu Bowen took in Li Shan Chang's expression and shook his head gently with a smile. He sighed in his heart. If he was so obsessed with power, something big would happen in the future!
......
Half a month later.
Zhu Rong followed Zhu Yuanzhang and led the army back to Jinling City.
Countless citizens came out to welcome him.
They had heard of how cruel Chen Youliang's rule was, and they were afraid that Jin Ling City would be attacked by Chen Youliang.
It was all good now.
Chen Youliang had been defeated. They no longer had to worry.
"Congratulations on your triumphant return, Marshal!"
" Congratulations on your triumphant return, Third Prince!"
The people on both sides of Jinling City greeted Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Rong.
This battle.
Zhu Rong's name was known throughout Jinling City!
In various tea houses and taverns, many storytellers directly compiled Zhu Rong's deeds into a story book, and everyone knew it!
Anyone in Jin Ling city could tell him about Zhu Rong's achievements.
What 800 cavalry camp!
30,000 people had defeated Chen Youliang's 300,000-strong army!
5,000 cavalry swept through Chen Youliang's 500,000 strong army!
In the hearts of the citizens of Jin Ling city, Zhu Rong was their hero!
"Wow! Look!"
"The handsome young general beside the marshal is the third prince, His Highness Zhu Rong!”
On the street.
A young girl with bright eyes and white teeth pointed at Zhu Rong's figure and exclaimed loudly, her face flushed with excitement.
It was like a little fangirl meeting her idol fan.
"It really is His Highness Zhu Rong! So handsome! How heroic! How domineering! I think I'm giving birth to his child!"
"Tsk! Forget it!"
"His Highness Zhu Rong is only twelve years old today.”
"Humph! What do you know? A third-year female student hugging a gold brick. Sister knows how to dote on people!”
"Bullshit! Little sister is the cutest!"
"Stop arguing! Don't disturb me from seeing my husband!"
“......”
Zhu Rong's fame had been completely boosted by this battle.
Countless young men regarded Zhu Rong as their idol.
There were also many young girls who regarded Zhu Rong as their Prince Charming, their dream lover, their ideal husband!
Since ancient times, heroes loved beauties!
Beauties also love heroes!
Zhu Xiong rode his horse on the street, feeling the cheers and worship of the crowd. His heart felt a little smug.
No wonder so many people liked to become celebrities in his previous life.
This feeling of being surrounded and worshipped by others was really great!
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