Zhu Zhen turned around and left, and Zhu Ruoxi's figure quietly appeared in the alley.

Tears couldn't stop crying."

After all, my brother was captured by the enemy. How could I feel like talking about love? I just hope that you, cousin, will come back safely with your brother."

Xiang didn't know when he appeared behind Zhu Ruoxi quietly and whispered: "Zhu Qianhu's family business is quite big, so he will definitely go to the farm to make arrangements. If the lady is reluctant to leave, she can go to the farm to see her off."

Is it you?" Zhu Ruoxi looked at Mao Xiang in surprise.

Xiang said respectfully: "Miss, Mao Xiang, a hundred households in the military camp, was ordered by his wife to find the lady to return home."

Then you still advise me to go to Zhuangzi? This is not the style of your personal military captain." Zhu Ruoxi said in surprise.

A look of gratitude appeared on her face, as if she recalled something, "Zhu Xiaoguanren has lived a life to my brother, so I naturally hope he has a good marriage. But girls should go and come back early, so don't let the humble position be embarrassed."

Up, Zhu Zhen stroked the thing Zhu Ruoxi threw to him in his hand.

It turned out to be a piece of golden silk armor. Zhu Zhen stuffed him into his bag, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Little girl, you are determined."

A thought suddenly popped up in my mind, if I strive to make progress from now on, make meritorious achievements and continue to show my skills, so that Zhu Yuanzhang can gradually use himself.

Later, he became the pillar of the country, defended the country's territory, and was granted the title of marquis and generals. At that time, would Zhu Yuanzhang agree to his request and let himself marry Zhu Ruoxi?

However, it is not so easy to marry Zhu Yuanzhang's daughter.

Once she married her daughter, it would be equivalent to half of the Zhu family. As long as she did not make a big mistake, Zhu Yuanzhang would not easily chop off his head. With Zhu Yuanzhang's suspicious personality, would he agree with him?

Moreover, Zhu Ruoxi is now fourteen years old and is not young. At the age when it is time to get married, does Ruoxi give herself more time?

Once the idea comes out, it will be uncontrollable, and it will be impossible to continue to be dull.

No, I don’t think about it anymore. If Comrade Zhu disagreed, he would take his daughter to elope and find an island country to be his overseas overlord. Anyway, Zhu Yuanzhang doesn’t understand naval warfare and will not easily be chased out.                                                                                             �

...Zhu

Zhen did the Qianhu family's business and caused storms in the farm. It was all because of the mistress who delivered the letter. Ma was too much.

The second master originally wanted to send someone to pick up Nannan. Who would have thought that this guy was so quick to make this matter known to everyone.

The women rushed into the farm like a rush to congratulate Zhu Zhen on his luggage and were sincerely happy for Zhu Zhen.

In the minds of women, thousands of households are already incredible.

But they also knew that Qianhu wanted to go to the battlefield to fight, and the women pushed out the teenage children in their families and wanted Zhu Zhen to take them to the battlefield to make contributions. Zhu

Zhen knew in his heart that they were grateful for their kindness, and they were afraid that they would die on the battlefield, so they and their youngest son would live a helpless life.

Zhu Zhen naturally refused. The children were too young and should be at the age of growing up well.

In order to develop the farm, I put on the golden silk armor that Ruoxi gave him, covered the mountain armor, turned over the war horse, and prepared to leave.

Seeing that outside the house, there were densely filled with women kneeling.

The women blocked the way and asked Zhu Zhen to choose some young and strong people to protect Zhu Zhen's safety no matter what.

Zhen could not resist the women's request, so he chose children with good kung fu and asked them to be their own servants.

In Zhu Zhen's eyes, they were still children, but in fact they were eighteen or nineteen years old, and they were very young. Zhu Zhen bought them armor and war horses, and Zhu Zhen was extremely generous to his own people.

There were no men in Zhu Zhen’s village, and all widows were all held by Li Yue’e, holding the wine bowl high, which was quite like a hero among girls, and said loudly: “Zhuerlang, the official works for your mother, so that the whole family can have food and clothes to wear. This is the kindness of life. What should we farmers repay the kindness of life?”

"The grace of saving lives cannot be repaid, but only sacrifices one's life to protect the officials." The monks shouted together.

Although the parents of some little guys have not been incorporated into the Zhuangzi for a long time, they have learned some martial arts from Zhu Zhen. They usually compete with the young men in the next village, and their food is much more nutritious. Now they are much stronger than before. They wear armor and have war horses, and they are all majestic. When they shout, they are a little more powerful than the elite soldiers in the army."

You all have your younger brother at home, and your mother also has a job and has no worries about food and clothing. If you go to battle and kill the enemy, you don’t have to worry about it. Only the mission of protecting the safety of the officials should be kept in mind. Drink this cup and go to the battlefield."

The children drank all the wine in the bowl, first kowtowed to their mother, and then kowtowed to Zhu Zhen. Later, these people became closer to Zhu Zhen's identity because they had a new identity, Zhu Zhen's servant.

Ding is a private army, who guards the master on the battlefield to die, sacrifices his head and sprinkles blood on the battlefield, which is accusation.

The servants are private troops, and the masters are on the battlefield to hit the military formation, breaking armor and wrapping corpses with horses and leather, which is the mission.

Zhen bowed to the ground and replied to the women: "Today you treat me with sincerity, and Zhu Zhen's family will come from now on. Zhu Zhen will protect you with death and say peace."

As soon as he got up, the eighteen guards Zhu Zhen rushed to the school grounds.

The mothers moved forward slowly, their eyes becoming more and more reluctant. When everyone's backs became more and more blurred, sobs soon came.

Xing Qianli's mother was worried, not to mention the bloodshed on the battlefield.

It is their fate. Farmers do not understand any great principles. They still understand the kindness of living life.

When the women were not seen, Zhu Zhenle stopped the war horse and said to the teenagers with red eyes: "Cry if you want to cry. A man, a real man, is allowed to cry for the first time. When he arrives on the battlefield, he should be killed."

It was silent, then sob, and finally there were thunderous tears.

When they are in troubled times, this is their fate. They should fight to the death to protect the master's family. Only when the master's family lives well can the relatives in the family live a good life.

They don’t blame their mothers, because they are in troubled times and they know very well what kind of life they live.

Now that they have grown up, it’s time to be the protective umbrella for their younger brother and mother.

Enough, Zhu Zhen and the young men rode their horses toward the schoolyard, unconsciously looking at Zhuangzi.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up and I saw a pink figure looming on the arrow tower of Zhuangzi, and the pink handkerchief in my hand slowly waved.

Looking at the reluctant figure, Zhu Zhen felt a sense of enthusiasm, laughed to the sky, and sang passionately: "In the past, I rode my horse and became a free-spirited person, and I was the most heroic person in Jinling. Qinhuai's clouds are beautiful, and the black wu is misty. He fought with guns and fought in all directions, and he was so beautiful that he could defend the rivers and mountains. He would definitely return to victory and enjoy the bamboo night with you."

Jinling Outside School.

Fences were fenced in the yard, and countless newly recruited auxiliary soldiers flocked in, holding military letters to gather at the military clerk's office, and the reputations of thousands of households in the school were heard one after another.

Zhen led eighteen servants into the gate, which instantly attracted the attention of many soldiers and thousands of households.

I saw a young general wearing mountain armor and phoenix winged helmet, fiery red pheasant feathers, fiery red war horses under his crotch, and the eighteen cavalry behind him were all strong people, like a roll of strong wind, rolling up the vast smoke and dust, and heading straight for the camp.

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim: "Is it possible that any major general on the front line has returned?"

It must be a major general, although the eighteen cavalrymen, everyone wears armor, and they are extremely elite."

"Are you Zhu Zhenqianhu?" The clerk looked at Zhu Zhen's document in surprise, saluted respectfully, and told him the location of the tent, and led Zhu Zhen's personal soldiers to the location of the Qianhu Office of the Firearms Camp.

The commander's tent was set at the center of the tent, and surrounded by fences and horse-resisting horses. Although there were many auxiliary soldiers in the tent, the commander was Hu Dahai, who had rich combat experience in the army. The arrangement of the tents had both defensive functions and arson effects. There were also public toilets between the tents, covered with wood ash. Teams of patrol soldiers patrolled by, and were on high alert. Zhu Zhen saw that the time was not yet 3 o'clock, so he honestly hid outside the tent and waited for the commander to gather together.

Sitting in a remote corner, Zhu Zhen quietly looked at the soldiers. What Liu Bowen said in the past is true. Zhu Yuanzhang's soldiers' combat effectiveness is average. Except for the few elites, the soldiers' eyes were not sharp, and they were more confused.

It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, and the big drum next to the three men hugged each other was rumbling by the drumbeat officer, which made people's eardrums break.

He shook his robe and followed the steps of thousands of households into the handsome tent.
Chapter completed!