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Late at night, inside the Great Bright Emperor's palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was so anxious that he couldn't sleep, looked at the map and revealed a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

He turned around and glanced at Xu Da, Liu Bowen, and the others, sighing in his heart.

She thought that if he had known that this son of his was so good at fighting, he would have sent him to Mobei long ago!

But now, his son was not his son, and victory was not Da Ming's victory!

"Beloved minister, what do you think? This unfilial son has just entered the Jurchen territory and has won two consecutive battles!

I really regret it now. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have…"

Liu Bowen smiled as he looked at the Emperor, who was stammering and unable to speak.

He looked at Xu Da and took a step forward.

"Your Majesty, I think this is a good thing. The Eleventh Prince led the army to sweep through the Jurchen, and it can be considered to have raised the prestige of our Great Ming!

It's already a good thing that we didn't cripple a single soldier. In my opinion, why not continue to watch and let the Eleventh Prince turn the world upside down? The one with a headache will only be Mo Bei!”

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded.

He thought that the military counselor's words made sense. In any case, Zhu Chun was his son.

Although he didn't admit it verbally, the bones were connected to the bones, and blood was thicker than water. This was something that couldn't be cut!

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled thoughtfully and waved his hand."

"That makes sense. Old Eleven is amazing. He gave the Jurchen a show of strength.”

When Xu Da saw this scene, he could not help but heave a sigh of relief in his heart.

He thought to himself that His Highness Zhu Chun was not wrong. Miao Yun would be blessed to follow him!

He looked at the Emperor with a happy expression and could not help but say,"

"Your Majesty, what Liu Bowen said is reasonable, but I think it's not enough!”

Zhu Yuanzhang was slightly taken aback. He looked at Xu Da and chuckled.

"In-law, what do you mean? Say it. We're all brothers here. There's nothing we can't say.”

Xu Da smiled and glanced at Liu Bowen."

"I would like to ask Your Majesty to meet the Eleventh Prince. If you can reason with him and move him emotionally, he might come back!”

Hmm?

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his expression changed.

She thought to herself, if I go to see this unfilial son, wouldn't I be bowing my head and admitting my mistake?

He shook his head and waved his hand.

"Ridiculous. If we go to see him, won't we just lower our heads? We're not going!

I am the emperor of Ming Dynasty and his father. Only he came to apologize to me! I might forgive him!"

When Xu Da heard this, a hint of helplessness appeared in his eyes.

He had already expected this, so he nodded and pleaded,"

"Since that's the case, why don't you let me persuade him? What do you think, Your Majesty?”

When Liu Bowen saw this scene, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

She thought to herself that the reason why Xu Da said that was entirely because of his daughter.

Feeling a little interested, he nodded and replied,

"Marshal Xu's daughter is also in Jurchen, I think this plan is feasible!”

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded. Seeing that Liu Bowen also agreed, he was too lazy to say anything else.

He glanced at the time and sighed,"

"Alright, then let's go and tell this unfilial son what we mean!

What I mean is that I want him to come back and apologize to me, understand?”

Xu Da nodded slightly. He looked at the Emperor in front of him, and his eyes were filled with helplessness!

A moment later, in Weiyang Palace.

Empress Ma looked at the smiling Zhu Yuanzhang with a trace of suspicion on her face.

After coming up to him and sizing him up, he couldn't help but ask,

"Your Majesty, what good news is there today that makes you so happy?”

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed, picked up the teapot on the table and took two sips.

After eating another pancake, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Sister, you don't know this. After that unfilial son went to the Jurchen tribe, not only did he not embarrass us, he even strengthened the prestige of the Great Ming Country!

A whole 20,000 Jurchen Steel Cavalry had been killed by him! It had to be said that this unfilial son had some connections in training a private army!”

Hearing this, Empress Ma was slightly stunned.

She looked at the happy Emperor and shook her head.

He thought that His Majesty was still angry for Consort Hui's younger sister's son yesterday. He did not expect that he would secretly praise her today.

Empress Ma, who found it interesting, laughed and sighed,

"Your Majesty is right, but how do you plan to deal with him? Let him behave atrociously outside the pass? No matter how strong he was, was the Yuan Court of Northern Desert as strong as the Tartars?”

Hearing Empress Ma's words, Zhu Yuanzhang also felt a trace of anxiety.

He sighed slightly with a hint of worry on his face, then stood up.

Looking at the moon outside the window, he chuckled and said,

"Sister, since things have come to this, there's nothing we can do!

Biao 'er is Da Ming's national foundation, I have no choice!”

Empress Ma sighed slightly. Seeing that the Emperor was in a difficult position, she did not say anything more.

Looking at the moon outside the window, she quickly put on a thin coat!

……

The next morning, in the Jurchen tribe.

Xu Miaoyun, who was wearing a mink coat, looked at the mysterious Zhu Chun with a trace of doubt in her eyes.

Glancing at the surrounding tents, she shook her head.

"Your Highness, why did you call me here so early in the morning?”

Zhu Chun smiled when he heard the question.

After stopping, he looked at Xu Miaoyun and said,"

"Yun 'er, weren't you worried about food yesterday? Come, I'll let you see how much food we have today!”

Xu Miaoyun was stunned. She thought to herself that she had ordered people to clean up the entire tribe yesterday.

The amount of food they found was only a little.

It was simply not enough to support a team of 20,000 people!

Seeing His Highness walking forward, she hurriedly followed.

"Zilong, open it!"

Zhu Chun, who came to a tent, smiled and glanced at Zhao Zilong, who was guarding the tent.

Zhao Zilong nodded and raised his spear.

Instantly, the huge tent was opened.

He saw that it was filled with golden ears of rice, and a thick fragrance of rice assaulted his senses!

"This is rice!"

When Xu Miaoyun saw this, she was shocked!

After touching it, she exclaimed,

"I've seen what rice looks like before. Compared to this one, it seems very different!”

Zhu Chun nodded. He looked at the shocked Xu Miaoyun and walked up to her.

He grabbed a handful of rice and said,"

"You're right, Yun 'er. This is super hybrid rice. I developed it in recent years. I thought it could benefit Big Ming, but Big Ming doesn't need me!”

Xu Miaoyun was extremely shocked when she heard His Highness's melancholy.

He thought that if this kind of rice was promoted to the Ming Dynasty, it would probably save tens of thousands of disaster victims.

The most important thing was that the consequence of this kind of grain was the improvement of the Great Ming's national fortune!

"Your Highness is really a genius. If His Majesty knew, he might pardon you!”

Pardon?

Zhu Chun shook his head and smiled. He picked up the ear of rice in his hand and said,

"Impossible! Since I, Zhu Chun, have come out, I'm destined to make a name for myself. It's impossible for me to go back and apologize to him!”

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