Daming: In the beginning, he mistakenly regarded Emperor Yongle as his own father

So is your friend really yourself?

You told me specifically, do you want me to go, or do you want me not to go?

Just when Lu Lin was hesitating about how to answer, Jiaxing suddenly stood up.

"You don't need to say it, I know, I'll go first."

After speaking, he ran away without waiting for Lu Lin to answer.

Lu Lin: ...

What does she know?

Lu Lin had a question mark on his face.

Woman, what a hassle.

……

At the beginning of the contest to recruit relatives, Zhu Di did not appear in person, but was presided over by the emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji.

The first round of the preliminary test, one-on-one competition, the winner will advance to the next round, and the loser will be eliminated.

In this cycle, the top ten enter the finals, draw lots to determine their opponents, the winner continues the game, and the person who reaches the end is No.1, who is eligible to compete with the Lord Jiaxing.

If you win, you can ask to marry the princess.

The first test was a mixed bag, and there was almost nothing to watch, but there were a few weird ones.

One was spinning around with a sledgehammer, trying to scare the opponent, but the opponent failed to scare him, and instead knocked himself out with a hammer.

There are also those who play with whips, and a whip is almost out of control.

In the end, he accidentally got entangled with himself, and directly lifted himself off the stage.

But Zhu Zhanji, who was watching the battle upstairs, was furious.

"What, I'm ashamed to come to the competition to marry my sister. Isn't there an audition? How did this thing get in?"

"Go, go, go down and cut up those offal for me."

"Don't be angry, grandson. After all, it is the first test, and there will always be people who want to get away with it."

The commander of Jin Yiwei made repeated apologies.

……

After three days in a row, the competition finally reached the final stage.

Today No.1 will be born, and then the final competition with the Princess will be ushered in.

Lu Lin was also dragged to the highest stage to watch the game by his cheap father who suddenly appeared after being missing for several days.

Next to him was Master Yang, a small official from the Ministry of War, and a small official from the Ministry of Households, also called Master Yang.

I have to say that my father knows so many petty officials.

Zhu Di excitedly told Lu Lin.

"This is a contest held by the imperial court for the crown prince's eldest daughter to recruit relatives."

Lu Lin: ...

"What are you happy about when people compete in martial arts to recruit relatives?"

you don't want to...

Lu Lin looked him up and down with disgust.

At such an old age, I still think about the little princess, shameless.

Zhu Di seemed to see through his mind, and said "Bah, Bah, Bah" several times.

"What are you thinking? I'm letting you go. If you win the battle, you can marry the princess back home."

"Cut." Lu Lin looked disdainful: "Is it that easy to win?"

"Don't worry, as long as you are willing to go, I guarantee you will win." Zhu Di assured him, patting his chest.

Wow, if he hadn't known that he was a braggart by nature, Lu Lin would have really believed in him.

"Your way of doing business may not work for Hong Taiji."

Hearing this, Zhu Di had an unfathomable expression.

"Don't worry, according to what I've heard, the emperor has no intention of marrying the princess to Mongolia, so he's already prepared a backup, and will find someone who can fight the best in Ming Dynasty. Who will win in the end depends on the princess and the emperor's wishes. "

"I watched the competitions of the previous two days. Hong Taiji was the only one who entered the finals in Mongolia. Although his skills are amazing, compared with the emperor's opponents, he is still far behind."

With Hong Taiji's skills, not to mention Zhu Neng, even the outstanding young talents in the capital can beat him.

As he spoke, he winked at Lu Lin, with an expression that you understand.

"Who came up with the idea?"

Lu Lin asked casually.

"Such a wonderful plan, it was naturally thought up by the cabinet minister Yang Rongyang."

Yang Rong is particularly proud of his idea of ​​recruiting relatives through martial arts competitions.

With no bloodshed, it not only resolved Alutai's conspiracy, but also rescued the princess of Jiaxing, and promoted their Ming Dynasty's prestige.

He thought he was too smart.

The corner of Lu Lin's mouth twitched, can all officials be so good at licking?

Yang Rong is not here, who is he licking for?

"bad idea."

Lu Lin criticized unceremoniously.

Yang Rong was taken aback when he heard the words, and said in astonishment: "What's so bad?"

Zhu Di was drinking tea and couldn't help but pause.

Yes, what a good idea, why is it so bad?