Chapter 144

The girl who came out to pass the message was stunned for a moment when she heard Minmin's shout, with a bit of embarrassment and sullenness on her face: "The marshal already has us, and we don't need the village girl you brought. Guards, coax her out."

Before the words fell, Zhu Wenzheng's voice came from inside the door: "Let her in."

The girl who sent the message glared at Minmin fiercely, turned around and replied in a soft voice: "Okay, Marshal."

Minmin followed her into the hall. In the dark hall, there was a strong smell of alcohol and an ambiguous smell everywhere. There were overturned empty wine bottles and torn clothes everywhere on the ground.

In the center of the main hall, the place where the desk was originally placed was replaced by a large bed. Through the faint pink gauze curtain, one could see the entangled white bodies inside.

Min Minxiu frowned slightly, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes, and in just a moment, she had a panoramic view when Zhu Wenzheng sat up.

"Where's the girl you brought?" Zhu Wenzheng's eyes were drunk, he didn't hide his naked body at all, and his blood-red eyes stared straight at Minmin.

Minmin was neither humble nor overbearing, and raised her smiling face: "I am."

"You?" Zhu Wenzheng looked Minmin's tall body up and down, and said with an indescribable smile: "This figure looks like a northern girl. Interesting, take off your clothes and come here, let me take a good look at it."

After waiting for a long time, Minmin still stood where she was, without any movement.Zhu Wen looked displeased: "Why don't you come over?"

Minmin lowered her head slightly, pretending to be shy and said: "The little girl met Xianyuan by chance, and once followed Fairy Youfang to practice some secret techniques in the room. This is a skill that is not passed on to the outside world. There are many women here, and women of the common people cannot perform it. "

"Oh?" Zhu Wenzheng narrowed his eyes, and suddenly became interested.He waved his hand, turned away the women around him, stretched out his hand and wrapped a silk scarf around his waist, walked out of the gauze curtain, and stood in front of Minmin.

The two red lips on that handsome fair face reveal a seductive atmosphere, and the bright eyes contain the peace and vicissitudes that can only be experienced after years.

Zhu Wenzheng stretched out his hand to pick up Minmin's chin, and the tip of his nose slowly approached her lips, and when he was about to touch her lips, he stopped and laughed "puchi": "Aren't you afraid that I will really do you?"

Minmin raised her head, looked straight at Zhu Wenzheng and said, "If the marshal can't even see through my identity as a lobbyist, then he is not a genius general who can shake the world, and there is no need for me to continue lobbying."

Zhu Wenzheng smiled, took two steps back, and pointed to an overturned seat next to him: "Sit."

Minmin glanced at the stool that fell on the ground, and smiled politely: "No need."

Zhu Wenzheng picked up a wine jug on the ground indifferently, put it close to his ear, shook it, raised his neck and took two sips: "Tell me. What do you want from me?"

Minmin's eyes were burning: "Talk about cooperation."

"Cooperation? How to cooperate?"

"Overthrow Zhu Yuanzhang and divide the world equally."

"Bold!" Zhu Wenzheng turned back and drew out the sword on the wall. The sharp edge of the sword pointed directly at Minmin's white neck, "Do you know that this is a suicide attempt!"

Minmin snorted coldly: "The general will kill you if he wants to. The little girl is waiting for you on Huangquan Road. I guess the general will come down to accompany me soon."

Zhu Wenzheng glared at Minmin with both eyes: "Are you provoking me? Let me tell you, no matter who you are or what purpose you have, it is impossible for me to betray King Ming."

"Just because he is your real uncle?" Min Min sneered.

"Since you know, why come to die?" Zhu Wenzheng looked serious.

"Hmph, the general regards Zhu Yuanzhang as his uncle, but Zhu Yuanzhang may not regard the general as his nephew."

Zhu Wenzheng's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and Minmin could see all the small movements.

"If Zhu Yuanzhang really regarded the general as his relative, why did all the generals receive awards after the first battle in Hongdu, but the general did not receive any rewards?"

Minmin knew that her words had an effect, so she struck while the iron was hot and added fuel to the fire.

Zhu Wenzheng still maintains some rationality and vigilance, but the hand holding the sword is slightly withdrawn, and the sword edge is much farther away from Minmin's neck.

"You inquired carefully. Then tell me, why uncle didn't reward me?"

Minmin Temoore said with a smile: "The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear. The general is a genius who only emerges once every ten thousand years. How could he not understand it. The general only needs to change his position with Zhu Yuanzhang, and he will understand."

Seeing that Zhu Wenzheng fell silent, Minmin Temoore continued her flickering: "If you are Zhu Yuanzhang, you have led Xu Da and the others to fight hard for so many years, and finally established such a family business, but suddenly there is A dazzling nephew who is admired by all people. From the perspective of governance, who is most likely to replace him? To replace him as the new King Ming?"

"No! I won't!" Zhu Wen was misled by Min Min Te Moore, and his already somewhat unhappy heart began to shake violently.

"The general is open-minded and free-spirited. Naturally, he is not a person who can usurp power and seek rebellion. But as the saying goes: You must not have the heart to harm others, and you must have the heart to guard against others. You don't have the heart to harm Zhu Yuanzhang, but it doesn't mean he doesn't." Take care of what you mean." Min Minte Moore relied on his penetrating tongue to forge ahead on the road of revenge for her husband.

"This..." Zhu Wenzheng completely withdrew his sword, apparently in a huge conflict.

Minmin Temoore continued: "Zhu Yuanzhang is mean by nature and has always been ambitious. He just defeated Chen Youliang, and he couldn't wait to ascend the throne of Ming Dynasty. He will kill anyone who stands in his way without mercy. Han Lin'er is Liu Futong's dying caregiver Zhu Yuanzhang ordered Zhu Yuanzhang to drown him in the river just because he occupied the position of King Ming. It is huge, hindering Zhu Yuanzhang from dominating hegemony, and was finally killed by Zhu Yuanzhang in Poyang Lake. It is unjust to attack brothers. One is a monarch who has been enshrined for many years, and the other is a brother who is on the same road. People who have been here for so many years are going to die, let alone you, a nephew who surrendered halfway?"

Zhu Wenzheng's eyelids twitched violently: "Han Lin'er is incompetent and should be replaced. Chen Youliang went astray and was obsessed with obsession. He was the one who provoked the incident first. Uncle was forced to fight and kill the traitors. I didn't do anything wrong. Uncle will not Killed me."

Minmin smiled: "It is precisely because you have not made any mistakes, so you are the most dangerous. How can you allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch. The more outstanding your ability, General, the more dangerous you are. It is only because your surname is Zhu."

Zhu Wenzheng frowned: "According to what you say, I will definitely die..."

(End of this chapter)

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