On the banks of the Qinhuai River, Fang Shiyu was lying comfortably on his Taishi Chair, basking in the warm sunshine comfortably, without any worries about the old Zhutou who had not shown up in the past few days.

Maybe the news I revealed a few days ago was too amazing. Even veterans like Lao Zhutou, who have been experienced for a long time, need to digest the news well.

Besides, Fang Shiyu is also waiting for news of Goryeo surrender.

He believed that as soon as the news of Goryeo surrender reached Jinling, Lao Zhutou would definitely contact him as soon as possible.

At that time, with the bonus of the mysterious title of Prophet Unknown, the matter of persuading Lao Zhu to go to Southeast Asia will definitely be twice the result with half the effort.

"Boy Fang, please open the door quickly."

Hey, look at this person, didn’t you come?

Fang Shiyu was thinking about how to convince Lao Zhu, but he didn't expect that the other party had already arrived outside the door.

With a creaking sound, the door was opened, Lao Zhu's head walked in impatiently.

Behind Lao Zhutou, there was a young man in his twenties. The other party's face was a little pale and looked weak.

"Who is this old man?"

Fang Shiyu pointed at Prince Zhu Biao and asked in confusion.

He still attaches great importance to his life.

The matter of going to Southeast Asia is of great importance, and he must not let other irrelevant people know a little.

Otherwise, if someone knows about it, I will be beheaded.

"This is my eldest son, Zhu Yu."

Zhu Yuanzhang casually gave his son Zhu Biao a name.

"It turns out that it's Brother Zhu, I'm really disrespectful, Shiyu below."

Fang Shiyu bowed to Prince Zhu Biao with his hands.

"Where... what Brother Fang said!"

Zhu Biao was stunned for a while before he realized that the "Brother Zhu" in Fang Shiyu's mouth was him, so he quickly bowed back to the gift.

"And you don't want to call me Brother Zhu, just call me the boss of the Zhu family or the boss of Zhu."

The prince said in horror.

He is a little confused now.

Because the young man in front of him was in charge of his father, he shouted at the old man.

Moreover, his father was not only not angry, but also looked indifferent.

What is the relationship between these two people?

What generation do they meet?

This guy called himself Brother Zhu, would my father feel a little uncomfortable?

no!

If he couldn't take the prince's airs in front of the other party, he would let him call him Boss Zhu.

"No, don't, listen to me."

"From now on, we will discuss our own."

"You call me uncle, I call you brother."

Looking at the embarrassing look of Prince Zhu Biao, Fang Shiyu instantly guessed what the other party was thinking, so he smiled and joked.

"The little bastard is neither big nor small. My boss is an honest person. If you say this again, be careful I will hit you."

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and scolded, obviously he didn't take Fang Shiyu's jokes to heart either.

My eldest son is good everywhere, but he is too mature and steady.

There is no vitality of young people at all.

It would be nice to have more contact with Boy Fang, a lawless guy.

"Okay, then I'll call your son Xiao Zhu!"

"That's fine!"

Fang Shiyu took advantage of the other party's steps, and Zhu Yuanzhang did not show any anger.

Prince Zhu Biao, who saw this scene, was stunned.

You should know that your father is known for his decisive decisiveness in the hearts of others.

Whether it was the ministers in the court or the brothers and sisters in the family, they were frightened when they saw their father, for fear that they would do something wrong and say something wrong, which would make their father angry.

However, the boy named Fang Shiyu in front of him not only called his father "Lao Zhutou", but also dared to be so unscrupulous in front of him.

The most important thing is that the father didn't seem to take the other party's jokes seriously.

Is this the father I once knew?

What exactly happened?

Zhu Biao turned around and looked at Lan Yu behind him, hoping to get some answers from him.

But he found that Lan Yu also looked like he was not surprised, and he had obviously gotten used to it.

"Old Zhu, come here to find me today. Did Goryeo surrender?"

Fang Shiyu quipped with a smile.

"As you expected, the Goryeo people brought the Spanish ministers, they really rebelled."

"And the other party also submitted a surrender document to our Ming Dynasty. Li Chenggui, who was in charge, also asked His Majesty to give him a king and give them a new country name."

Zhu Yuanzhang said with a laugh.

Hearing his father's words, Zhu Biao behind him looked at the other party in surprise.

What's going on?

Didn’t the Goryeo Mutiny be a father who said he was conjectured by himself?

But now why has it become what Fang Shiyu speculated?

When Zhu Yuanzhang noticed Zhu Biao's surprised eyes, his old face turned red, so he quickly turned around and pretended that he had not seen it.

Without realizing the exchange of eyes between Zhu Yuanzhang and his son, Fang Shiyu asked with a smile.

"Old Zhu, now do you believe my judgment?"

"I believe in it, how dare I not believe it."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled brightly.

The scene that Boy Fang had speculated before was already comparable to Liu Bowen, the number one think tank in the Ming Dynasty.

The most important thing is that this little guy is only sixteen years old.

The other party has unlimited potential.

"Then let's go to Nanyang to run away quickly, otherwise you will be beheaded by then, but don't blame me for not reminding you."

Fang Shiyu said with a smile, while making a beheading move, and also making a hand knife move, slashing Zhu Yuanzhang's neck.

The prince next to him was so scared that his eyes almost fell off when he saw this scene.

What happened to this?

This little bastard dared to speak out and persuade his father to give up the country of the Ming Dynasty and go to Nanyang with him.

And what is even more frightening is that he actually dared to touch his father.

All the secret guards around my father didn't respond!

Aren’t they afraid that this little guy wants to assassinate the emperor?

What exactly happened to this?

Prince Zhu Biao was very curious, just like he was tickling through his boots.

If it weren't for leaving the palace, the father would have asked himself not to be surprised to see anything later. He would have sent a series of inquiries long ago.

"Boy Fang, let's talk about running away in Nanyang later."

"I came here to find you today to cure your illness."

Zhu Yuanzhang said seriously.

"Who are you going to treat me?"

Fang Shiyu asked in confusion.

"It's Zhu Yu!"

Zhu Yuanzhang pointed at his eldest son beside him, and Zhu Biao said.

"My eldest son also has a carbuncle. Didn't you say you can treat it? You can treat it first."
To be continued...