Chapter 62

In the Donggong, only Su Qiao's low voice spoke slowly.

"Has Your Majesty never thought that they should never have been born in the first place?!"

"For every one of them who wants to live like a human, a hundred commoners must live a life worse than beasts."

"Your Majesty, this is what the Zhu family owes the people of the world!"

"Two hundred years have passed; it is time to pay the debt!"

Su Qiao's words lingered in Zhu Yuanzhang's ears like a nightmare.

Zhu Yuanzhang threw Su Qiao several steps away with one hand.

He still raised the sword in his hand and roared fiercely,

"Today I will kill you and make you accompany my Long Zilongsun in death!"

The people in the Donggong had no idea what had happened.

When they heard the news and rushed over,

they only saw the hysterical Zhu Yuanzhang holding a sword and lunging at Su Qiao.

Even more strangely,

why did this guy Su Qiao seem to be smiling very happily?

Just as the sword in Zhu Yuanzhang's hand was about to pierce Su Qiao,

Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to suddenly remember something.

His large hand loosened, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang."

Immediately after, he shouted and roared in the palace,

"You little rascal, where have you run to?"

Seeing this scene, Zhu Yunwen instantly froze in place.

What is going on?

Has Grandpa Emperor gone mad?!

Am I about to ascend the throne?

Meanwhile, Su Qiao on the side was also on the verge of collapse.

Old Zhu.

Can you do it or not!

It was just a few steps away.

What the hell is so important!

Couldn't you just stab me to death and then go handle your business?!

59, Zhu Yuanzhang: You little rascal, answer the phone!

Zhu Yuanzhang was seen running out of the Donggong as if he had lost his mind.

While walking, he waved both hands in the air in front of him, making some gestures.

And Old Zhu's personal Eunuch could only hear Zhu Yuanzhang constantly calling out Lan Yu's name.

"Lan Yu, I want to speak to Lan Yu!"

Zhu Yuanzhang initiated a call to Zhu Youjian again and again.

But this time,

Zhu Youjian on the other side of the chat group was unusually firm.

He chose to ignore all the messages sent by Old Zhu.

Emperor Taizu Gao:

"Zhu Youjian! I issue an edict: immediately order all members of the Tianxia Sect to return to their respective fiefs!"

"Respect it! Respect it!"

"Don't you dare play dead with me!"

"Even if I am begging you."

"They carry the same Zhu family blood flowing in their veins as you!"

After a long time,

Zhu Youjian finally sent a message to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Emperor Sizong Lie:

"Great-Grandfather, your grandson is guilty, guilty beyond pardon. After the Jianzhou Jurchens outside the pass are subdued, your grandson will resign out of remorse. When I reach the underworld in the future, Great-Grandfather, you may scold your grandson however you wish."

Emperor Taizu Gao:

"What nonsense are you talking!"

"They are your own clan, your blood relatives!"

"You!"

"I want to speak to Lan Yu; tell Lan Yu to come over!"

Those members of the Shiwan Sect, in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, were the Long Zilongsun of the Great Ming.

But from Zhu Youjian's perspective,

the bloodline of the imperial line and the Qin Wang Fu was several generations more distant than the relationship between Zhu Yuanzhang and the Jurong Zhu family.

Zhu Yuanzhang saw the hundreds of thousands of members of the Shiwan Sect under the Qihua Sect laughing with their mouths wide open.

But on the other side of the lens,

Zhu Youjian had long been trembling with fear.

Four hundred thousand members of the Shiwan Sect!

What a staggering number of common people would be required to sustain such a figure!

After Su Qiao spoke like this today,

Zhu Youjian suddenly realized the truth.

If these people were to be defeated, it would be fine.

The court could, as distant relatives, openly confiscate all the private wealth of the various princely Wang Fu.

But if they were to win,

even if the Great Ming dug out its own heart and liver, it could not reward them!

For Zhu Youjian, the best course of action was to let them annihilate each other with the Jurchens outside the pass!

In the chat group,

Zhu Yuanzhang's chat window continued to flash incessantly.

However, Zhu Youjian had long since stopped glancing at it.

For Zhu Youjian,

the imperial clan,

a hundred or so people would suffice.

Frequently reaching hundreds of thousands.

That number sounded like a joke.

Yet at this moment, Zhu Youjian had already secretly Made a decision in his heart.

With a heavy expression, he walked into the Qianqing Palace.

Inside the Qianqing Palace,

a General clad in armor had been waiting there for a long time.

"Your subordinate Lan Yu greets Your Majesty!"

Looking at Lan Yu before him,

Zhu Youjian could not help but sincerely exclaim,

"What a true man!"

However, the admiration on Zhu Youjian's face vanished in an instant.

Immediately, he fixed his gaze on Lan Yu and asked,

"General, have you ever trained troops?"

Lan Yu kept his head bowed and said,

"Your subordinate has trained! Give Your subordinate three years, and Your subordinate guarantees to train a tiger-and-wolf army for Your Majesty!"