I was watching short videos in Daming, and the emperors exploded

In the study room of Prince Yan's Mansion in the capital

"A sneeze"

"Who cares about me?"

"I've been shutting myself up at home recently, almost completely cut off from the outside world."

"I just want to show my father and eldest brother that I really have no intention of rebellion."

"I have already accomplished this, so my father and elder brother shouldn’t blame me, right?"

The King of Yan, Zhu Di, stayed in the study. After sneezing a few times, he rubbed his nose and muttered.

Ever since he made a scroll from the sky and staged the scene of raising troops to quell the disaster, he had been in fear all day long.

He was afraid of being summoned by Zhu Yuanzhang. , called over to be beaten.

In severe cases, his life may be lost.

Don’t blame him for thinking too much. When he saw him launching the Jingnan Campaign in his middle age,

Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that he drew his sword and wanted to kill him. If it weren’t for his eldest brother Zhu Biao and a group of princes and grandsons tried to dissuade him. His situation at that time was really dangerous.

Zhu Di breathed a long sigh of relief, picked up the book and continued reading.

Suddenly his eyes opened.

He thought of another vision coming from the sky a few days ago.

The scroll actually played again. The Battle of Tumubao and the first scene of the battle to defend the capital began.

Yu Qian dared to stand up and defend the capital in times of danger.

Zhu Di's face suddenly darkened, and he smashed the book on the table in anger.

"Is this loser Zhu Qizhen really the descendant of me, Zhu Di?"

"Why don't I believe it at all?"

Zhu Di was so angry that he put his hands on his hips and walked around.

There was a fire in his heart with nowhere to vent.

Suddenly Zhu Di got cold feet and his face changed drastically.

"No, my father and eldest brother must have seen what happened on that scroll."

"Doesn't this mean I'm in danger again?"

Thinking of this, Zhu Di's face was full of nervousness.

If Yu Qian encountered huge twists and problems while defending the capital, which put the Ming Dynasty in danger.

According to Zhu Yuanzhang's temper, he would definitely be furious.

How can he be fine by then?

Thinking of this, Zhu Di was angry Jumping on one's feet, akimbo and shouting curses

"Zhu Qizhen, you'd better give me some credit and don't make other tricks."

"Otherwise, if the Ming Dynasty regresses because of you, Wala will take advantage of it."

"Even if I act like a ghost, I won’t let you go!"

Deep down in his heart, Zhu Di was actually quite curious.

Whether the battle to defend the capital was successful or not. What would be the subsequent development of the Ming Dynasty?

In fact, not only Zhu Di, but also emperors of other dynasties would look up at the sky for a while every day.

Looking forward to it. Subsequent updates.

Now they are used to the scrolls falling from the sky.

Without this strange sight, they would not be able to adapt to it.

……

Zhu Chen was also very awesome. Within two days, he started making short videos again.

The reason is the same. There is not much food left at home.

Last time Zhu Yuanzhang came to his home as a guest.

He drank the royal wine they brought without saying a word.

I also bought a few bottles of Erguotou for myself.

Erguotou is also very expensive.

Now Zhu Chen urgently needs to earn emotional points.

I can only continue to watch short videos and try to capture the emotions of those emperors.

"It’s up to you whether you can exchange for more wine this time."

Zhu Chen stared at the phone excitedly, sliding his fingers

……

Imperial Palace, Wenhua Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Prince Zhu Biao sat together for lunch.

Suddenly I saw a shining golden scroll appearing above the main hall.

Prince Zhu Biao suddenly stood up excitedly.

Pointing at the scroll, he looked at Zhu Yuanzhang to remind him

"Father, the scroll appears again"

"I must be updating whether the battle to defend the capital went smoothly or not."

"We saw it."

Zhu Yuanzhang calmly stood up and took two steps forward.

He looked at the scroll.

But the hand on his back was already sweating nervously.

He hoped that Yu Qian could repel the Wala army and win the battle to defend the capital.

Give it to him Bringing some good news.

When the emperors of other dynasties saw the scroll coming out, they also hurriedly put down their work.

Staring at the scroll

……

The Battle of the Capital, Act 2

"The nine gates are the gateway to the capital, and we must defend them to the death!"

"The lost ones will be killed!"

Yu Qian, wearing armor with blood spattered on his body, stood on the tower of the important Desheng Gate.

Holding a sharp sword, his eyes were cold and he looked at the Wala army that was constantly attacking the city.

He gave an order to the soldiers around him.

The soldiers immediately sent orders to the other gate guards. Will

"Kill me!"

Yu Qian yelled with blood boiling. The defenders were infected and tried their best to resist Wala's attack on the city.

However, Wala did not let them take advantage.

The enemy repeatedly failed to attack, and they were furious.

"Come out!"

The Wala people roughly dragged the timid Zhu Qizhen and escorted him to the city gate to call the door.

"Let Yu Qian give up defending the city! Let them open their city gates to welcome us, Wala!"

Zhu Qizhen was helpless. He looked up at the city gate several times and opened his mouth, but he couldn't shout. He could only lower his head and sigh.

This made the Wala man very angry. He pulled his hair and asked him to shout..

The defenders of the capital who originally had high morale were forced to do this when they saw Emperor Zhu Qizhen disgraced and being teased by the enemy. They were immediately angry and their morale plummeted.

For several days, the situation suddenly turned south.

Yu Qian knew that if this continued, the capital would definitely be defended. He couldn't help it.

Instead, he suggested establishing a new king.

He supported Zhu Qiyu and took the throne.

The morale of the Ming army rose sharply.