Zhu Di was really angry.

This is his second personal military expedition since he ascended the throne.

He is not young anymore, no one knows how many more times he can do this kind of thing.

And these people in front of him are all his promising seedlings, the pillars of the future Ming Dynasty.

With things like this now, it's impossible not to be disappointed.

For a batch of supplies, you can almost knock a dog's brain out. If you can lead an army alone from now on, what's the point?

When Fan Zhong heard Zhu Di's words, he knew that Zhu Di was really angry, and now he did not dare to speak.

On the other side, before noticing the situation here, the grain inspector was still trying to persuade him, with an old face that almost made him cry:

"Generals, just listen to my advice. These new salts and gloves were made by His Highness Taisun. This is just the first batch. The second batch will arrive in a few days, and the third batch will arrive by then."

Everyone has a share.”

As soon as he said this, several big guys in the battle circle ignored him at all.

On the other hand, there was a discussion among the subordinate generals outside the battle circle.

When he heard the grain inspector's words, Zhu Di was also stunned for a moment.

Immediately, his head was full of black threads, and he had been working on it for a long time. Was it his eldest grandson who was the culprit of causing such a mess for him?

Just now, I was still thinking that my eldest grandson was a bit young, but now he was like this?

This is because the eldest grandson is too young.

It's because you're too young!

"Fan Zhong, go and get me some of this so-called new salt and those gloves. I want to take a look and see what kind of power this so-called new salt and the gloves have, how can they actually make these things happen?"

The masters and uncles almost knocked the dog’s brains out.”

When Zhu Di heard that Zhu Zhanji had made the new salt and gloves, he immediately changed his target.

He still relies on these people to fight the war, so the punishment cannot be too severe.

Naturally, since the eldest grandson, Zhu Zhanji, was the culprit, he certainly couldn't let it go.

"yes!"

Fan Zhong didn't think too much. He did what the emperor asked him to do.

After giving instructions to the men around him, Fan Zhong strode out.

His status is there, although he is not a general leading an army alone, nor is he a uncle or a marquis.

But after all, they were the people who followed Zhu Di all the time. Some of them were smart. When they saw Fan Zhong, they had basically guessed that Zhu Di was coming.

Although I haven't seen Zhu Di himself now, Fan Zhong is almost synonymous with Zhu Di.

Some people want to sneak away quietly, while others are slow to react and don't know why.

The cheers were a little quieter for a while.

And the few princes and uncles in the battle circle didn't care about anything else.

As for the few who slipped away, they had only taken a few steps when one or two of Zhu Di's close soldiers ran over, stretched out their hands to stop them without saying a word, and said expressionlessly:

"The emperor said, let the generals continue to watch the show!"

"this………"

After hearing this, several people who had originally wanted to escape suddenly froze in place with embarrassed faces.

At this time, Fan Zhong also walked to the grain inspector. The grain inspector was naturally familiar with Fan Zhong, and seeing Fan Zhong was like seeing a savior.

He was about to say something, but Fan Zhong ignored him and calmly ordered:

"The emperor has an order. I want to see this so-called new salt and gloves. You can get some and then come with me to meet the emperor."

The grain inspector's expression froze, he opened his mouth, then looked at the uncle and marquis who were still fighting in the battle circle, and said nervously: "Then... this way..."

"You don't have to worry about this!"

Fan Zhong glanced at him and continued: "The emperor is free to make arrangements!"

"yes!"

As soon as the grain inspector heard this, he didn't ask any more questions. He immediately took out a sack of gloves and a box of supplies from the carriage that had been scattered during the search by Ningyang Marquis Chen Mao and Wu'an Marquis Zheng Heng.

Table salt packed in wooden box.

Fan Zhong glanced at the two things, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes, but he didn't ask any more questions and picked up the bag containing the grain inspector's gloves.

After checking the two things and making sure there was nothing wrong, he turned around and left without saying anything.

The grain inspector then looked at the marquis and uncles in the battle circle, and after a silent moment of silence in his heart, he immediately followed.

There was a lot of movement here. Some people in the battle circle saw that the grain inspector who was still trying to persuade them had lost his voice, and some people looked here curiously.

Then he immediately saw Fan Zhong. He was slightly startled. He quickly kicked his opponent away and shouted to Fan Zhong:

"Brother Fan Zhong, you are here at the right time. You are here to comment. Tell me, who should this glove and the new salt be given to?"

Fan Zhong heard someone calling him. He looked over and saw that it was a marquis in the battle circle. He immediately raised his hand and said: "Forgive me, sir. I don't dare to make my own decisions. Your Majesty means.

, let the generals continue to fight!"

The person who spoke was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously: "Your Majesty, do you want us to continue fighting?"

Fan Zhong nodded, said nothing, replied, then turned around and continued carrying his things and left.

The person who spoke froze on the spot, slapped the back of the head with a sudden slap, and then spoke in a lowered voice:

"You idiot, the emperor is here!"

"The emperor is here?"

The man was stunned for a moment and looked around subconsciously.

At this time, everyone finally reacted to this sudden change.

Some people want to run away without saying a word, but they are stopped after taking just a few steps.

Others looked around subconsciously, as if they wanted to find Zhu Di.

At this time, Zhu Di saw the movement here and knew that he could no longer hide it, so he walked out from behind the crowd.

"Meet the Emperor!"

With a bang, the originally lively scene suddenly became quiet as Zhu Di appeared on the scene.

The few princes and uncles in the battle circle also looked at each other with embarrassed faces, and without saying anything, they knelt on the ground with a thud.

Zhu Di first looked around at the people watching the excitement. How could these people dare to look at Zhu Di? They all quickly lowered their heads.

Zhu Di didn't say anything, and walked a few more steps until he came to several marquis and uncles.

He walked around a few people, then nodded, and said with an angry smile: "Okay, very good, all of you are very good, are you fighting, right? You're blocking the door of the military camp and fighting? You've got great skills!"

"

He said, and then as if he suddenly realized something, he nodded and said: "Oh, I forgot, all of you are now uncles, marquises, and masters, right? Awesome, how many of you?

Lord!"

When the people kneeling on the ground heard Zhu Di's words, they were all so frightened that they wanted to put their heads into their crotches.

When Zhu Di told them to behave like this, he continued to scold: "Fight, wasn't the fight just lively? Why don't we fight now? You, Liu Ermazi, and you, Chen Datou, this nickname is so loud, come on.

Come on, tell me, which one of you do I want to listen to?"

When Ningyang Marquis Chen Mao and Anyuan Marquis Liu Sheng heard Zhu Di mention their nicknames, their expressions changed, and they quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy:

"Your Majesty, please calm down and you will eventually be convicted!"

"Huh, guilty?"

Zhu Di snorted coldly, walked up to a man who had his head buried on the ground and raised his buttocks. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked him on the buttocks.

He was very strong, and the Marquis who was kicked by him jumped forward directly.

But he didn't dare to say anything, so he immediately knelt back, then raised his butt even higher, and said loudly: "Thank you for your punishment, Your Majesty!"

Zhu Di: "......"

Seeing this guy's smart look, he almost laughed out loud.

Then without saying anything, he kicked the butt again:

"Thank you for my punishment, right? Then you can thank me a few more times!"

Seeing Mr. Hou being kicked away again, several people next to him also trembled.

And the next moment, the one who was kicked away knelt back again:

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for punishing me!"

Zhu Di: "......"
To be continued...