Qi Zi'an is still busy working on the affairs of the officers and soldiers in the training camp.

He ordered Zhang Tian to lead the grandson and others to find Zhu Zhanhe, the prince of the Han Dynasty who ran away from home.

The Ming military camps were all built according to the system and were neatly arranged.

Soon, Zhu Zhanji stood in front of a building under the guidance of Zhang Tian.

The buildings in front of you are the same as other buildings in the camp, but they are also different.

The reason is that the barracks are filled with large and small cargo boxes, and some boxes are covered with tart cloth and waterproof.

On the roof, there are more than ten chimneys in a row.

There was white smoke emitting tons.

This is where the kitchen in the camp is located.

Zhu Zhanji was slightly stunned. He never thought that the little bastard Zhu Zhanhe was actually hiding in the young army guards' fire head army.

He signaled Zhang Tian to come forward and pushed open the door.

It was almost noon and the kitchen was busy.

In front of the big pot of a pot of pot, there were big men with thick arms standing. They were holding large shovels in both hands and stir-frying them in the pot one by one.

Every stir-frying will bring about a fog and steam.

These are chefs!

Whenever they shouted, the officers and soldiers who helped today quickly sent all kinds of side dishes and seasonings.

The kitchen was in full swing.

Zhu Zhanji's eyes were very accurate.

I could see a chubby figure at a glance, wandering like a fish in the water among the crowded crowd.

"Zhu Zhanhe!"

Zhu Zhanji, who was already furious, roared angrily.

With a clang.

There was a sound of pots and pans falling to the ground from the kitchen.

Zhu Zhanhe, who is now moving towards the direction of the prince, is so scared that his legs are trembling, his back is filled with cold sweat, and his whole body is twisting stiffly.

Zhu Zhanji's eyes were on fire and he glared at his cousin: "Get over here!"

The grandson was obviously angry at the prince of Han, but he was so scared that the chef and the chef in the kitchen were kneeling all over the floor.

Zhu Zhanhe was like a fat quail, frightened and moved his steps with fear.

Zhu Zhanji was completely patient and drank again: "It's so cool!"

Zhu Zhanhe looked helpless and depressed, and ran over with his head down.

"elder brother……"

"Get out!" Zhu Zhanji interrupted his cousin roughly, pinched Zhu Zhanhe's ear and pulled it out.

When he got outside, it was under Zhang Tian's suggestion that Zhu Zhanji slightly suppressed his anger and took Zhu Zhanhe, who had run away from home, to a nearby barracks.

Zhu Zhanji sat on the stool with anger.

Zhu Zhanhe was like a child who had done something wrong, rubbing his feet together and twisting his hands together.

Zhu Zhanji raised his hand.

Zhu Zhanhe was so scared that he hurriedly took several steps back.

At this moment, the anger in his heart was relieved, but Zhu Zhanji still looked calm: "You said yourself, do you know what the consequences will be."

Zhu Zhanhe was confused and looked at his cousin's face with anger, muttering: "I'm not a child anymore... my legs are on me, I'm a member of the Ming Dynasty. Can't Guangxi come here?"

Bang!

Zhu Zhanji's hand hit hard on the wooden table beside him.

"Do you still know that you are a royal family? You just ignore the rules of the royal family and leave Beijing without authorization? You just put the bloodline of the royal family in danger?"

It was Zhu Zhanhe who was adolescence that immediately refused to accept it and wanted to have an attack, but was frightened by his cousin's majesty and he still muttered in the end.

"I'm not a fool... Otherwise, why should I follow the young army guards... So many young army guards are there, so where is there any danger..."

All the words were finished by this bastard.

Zhu Zhanji looked dark and stared at Zhu Zhanhe who was consciously pretending to be a little reasonable: "The young army guards are here to shock the southern border and want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy! Do you also want to follow him?"

"I, Zhu Zhanhe, are also from the blood of the Grand Master! Why can't I go into battle and kill the enemy!"

Zhu Zhanhe was completely aroused by blood, and he was yelling with his neck.

A rubbing sound.

Zhu Zhanji stood up.

Zhu Zhanhe was so scared that he quickly retreated again, almost leaving the tent.

The grandson is so scary.

Zhu Zhanhe felt that when his cousin had just made another move, he made up his mind and would definitely ignore it and escape from here first.

Zhu Zhanji did not continue to make any moves, raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Tian, ​​and said in a deep voice: "This is what you, Zhu Zhanhe, and what you said is the blood of Taizu, and you can also go into battle to kill the enemy."

Zhu Zhanhe raised his head: "So what!"

Zhu Zhanji sneered: "I see you are very comfortable on the Huoto Army and have gained a lot of weight. This way, you will definitely not be able to enter the formation or kill people. Brother, you have always had the beauty of becoming an adult. Since you want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, from today on, you will go to Zhang Qianhu's command and practice with the officers and soldiers. In that gang, you are not allowed to help the kitchen!"

My cousin still loves me ~

Zhu Zhanhe didn't hear his cousin's intention to drive him back to the capital, and a smile appeared on his face.

So what if you go to practice?

Could it be that Zhang Tian dared to take it seriously and treat the prince of Han as equals as the officers and soldiers?

The world of flowers in Guangxi.

This prince hasn't seen enough yet!

So Zhu Zhanhe couldn't help but smile a proud smile on his face.

Zhu Zhanji also showed a smile on his face, and he looked proud.

Zhang Tian, ​​who had taken his life aside, looked at Zhu Zhanhe, the prince of Han, deeply.

I have decided in my heart how to cut off all the fat meat of this Han prince in the shortest time.

Zhu Zhanji sighed and was about to say something gentle to his cousin.

But there was a noise outside.

The steps are very intensive.

"Grandson!"

"Tao Sun!"

"Uncle!"

"Uncle, you are here!"

"Uncle, you miss your nephew to death!"

A greasy whine rushed in from outside the camp.

Just as Zhu Zhanji and the people in the tent were looking at each other in a daze.

A gap appeared in the door of the camp, and a gust of fragrant wind blew in. A huge figure occupied half of the sunlight behind the door curtain.

For a moment, Zhu Zhanji even felt that his own son suddenly went south to Guangxi.

But this huge figure was very neat. With a quick step, the wind slid in front of Zhu Zhanji like he was stepping on a hot wheel.

Behind him are two servants and eunuchs who are accompanying him.

With a thud.

It seemed like a ground dragon turned over, and the entire camp seemed to have shaking.

The huge figure was already holding Zhu Zhanji's thigh.

The greasy and greasy sound could not stop hiking into the ears of the crown prince again.

"Tao Sun Wow... Uncle... I am Zhu Zuojing Wow, your cousin's nephew..."

Current King of Jingjiang?

Zhu Zhanji was slightly stunned, and only then did he know the other party's identity.

Zhu Zhanhe was already standing silently behind his cousin, staring at the fat man in front of him with cold eyes.

"It was King Jingjiang who came. Why did the young army guards have no rules? I don't know if the people coming to report in advance. I can go to the big tent and prepare some refreshments."
To be continued...