Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1136 Good news

   After Fang Jifan searched, he was almost sure.

  He finally breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said to Zhu Houzhao: "Your Highness, great victory..."

   "Great victory..." Zhu Houzhao stared blankly, looking at Fang Jifan dumbfounded.

  Can you be sure?

  Just relying on his own son, and this Zhengdewei?

  Zhu Houzhao cannot accept it.

  He dismounted quickly, pulled a wounded soldier and asked, "How was the result?"

   "Return to Your Highness." The wounded soldier said: "Zhengdewei killed Dai Wangwei to the ground, humble, humble, didn't you say it? And...and...not anymore."

  The news I know is unclear.

   After all, he is just a pawn. Even if he has personal experience, what he has seen is only partial.

   "The book on merit is at the place of Mr. Xu."

  Zhu Houzhao narrowed his eyes, frowned and said, "Are they going to attack Datong?"

"yes."

Zhu Houzhao's eyeballs began to roll, and then he looked at Fang Jifan, and first he laughed loudly: "As expected, he is the son of the palace, good job, the tiger father has no dog son, what kind of father there is, there is what kind of father." Such a son."

  Fang Jifan was also very pleased.

  At least... the temporary crisis is over now.

  It's just... Fang Jifan felt very tired when he thought of these guys going to Datong to die again.

   Zhu Houzhao next to him is enough to worry about.

  Now...a litter has come.

  Fang Jifan sighed inwardly, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, but said timidly: "Thinking about it, my son is not bad. Zhengqing, maybe he has made great contributions."

  Zhu Houzhao sneered and said: "Zhengqing loves to cry too much, and he is lazy."

  Fang Jifan seemed to have been greatly insulted, and a handful of salt was sprinkled on the wound, and he suddenly felt like dying.

   "Your Highness, what should I do next...?"

"What else can I do? Immediately go to report the victory, and let the father rest assured first, otherwise, you just wait and see, the father will probably drive to Datong, and then you and I will end badly. Secondly... How about we go to Datong too?"

  Zhu Houzhao's eyes are shining, and the look of anticipation is self-evident.

   No matter what, we must catch up with these brats.

  Of course, the most important thing is that Zhu Houzhao misses Bianzhen very much. What a great opportunity this is.

  Fang Jifan was not surprised at all. He knew Zhu Houzhao too well, so he sighed helplessly and said, "Let's go."

  ...

  In the capital, rumors abounded.

   Various generations of kings have rebelled, and the news spread that the emperor's grandson has been held hostage.

  The country is about to be shaken.

  Those who heard a few words from the eunuchs in Ouchi spoke with conviction.

  Your Majesty has only one son, and the crown prince has only one grandson. The acting king has held the emperor's grandson hostage. Where does this Ming Dynasty go?

   Not only that, Fang Jifan's son was also arrested.

   Some people actually think that this is a very pleasing thing.

  Of course, they didn't dare to show it on their faces, all of them were heartbroken.

   "I heard that Prince Ding's Mansion is in chaos."

   "There are still many Gonghoubo mansions, all of which are in a mess now."

   "Isn't it? This is nothing more than a repeat of the civil castle." Someone lowered his voice.

  In the change of the civil fort, not only the emperor was taken away, but countless ministers, almost half of them were killed or injured. This is nothing less than a catastrophe.

   Now it’s all right, and another group of people ran into the tiger’s mouth.

  …

  In the palace, almost everyone was cautious these two days.

   Especially the attendants.

  Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger.

  His Majesty has a very bad temper recently. If he accidentally bumped into the muzzle of His Majesty's gun, wouldn't it be courting death?

  So, they dare not say a word now, with a sad face, and they are too careful.

  Eunuch Xiao, all ran to Xiaowutai Mountain.

  But I don't know... what news it will bring back.

  Emperor Hongzhi appeared anxious.

  He moaned all day long.

   These, Liu Jian and others saw it in their eyes, and almost everyone was frowning.

  It's as if... the sky is falling.

  At this moment...Emperor Hongzhi is in charge of the case.

  Liu Jian and others are reporting the reactions of clan relatives in various places.

Emperor Hongzhi waved his hands impatiently and said: "These people are originally from the royal family, they have received the grace of the country, and they are one with me, but look at them, how generous the imperial court has been to them in the past hundred years, but what are they doing? "

   "I summoned them, one said that their legs were sick, and the other said that they were in poor health. They belonged to rabbits, so they refused to move their nests even if they died?"

   Liu Jian hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, it is not a day's cold to freeze three feet. It is normal for the clan members to react like this. Don't worry, Your Majesty. If you want to come..."

  Emperor Hongzhi snorted coldly, and said with resentment on his face: "I want to see, who else dares to rebel!"

  Although he said so, he suddenly became depressed again.

  A grandfather who has lost a child, even if he has the status of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, at this moment, it seems that his whole body is empty.

  He slightly raised his eyes, glanced at Liu Jian and the others, and suddenly said: "There is a report at the factory guard."

  His tone was very flat: "Flying pigeons from Datong pass on letters..."

  Flying Pigeon Passing Letters...

   Unless there is a particularly urgent situation, it is impossible to use flying pigeons to send letters.

  Although this thing is faster, it is unreliable. No matter how hard a pigeon is, it can't match a human.

  Liu Jian and others put their ears on their ears and listened attentively...

Emperor Hongzhi said: "A group of more than six or seven hundred people acting as Wang Wei suddenly left their camp. Now the factory guards are looking for their traces, but nine out of ten, they really... went to Xiaowutai Mountain , the leader...is called Chen Yan."

  Chen Yan...

  In this temple, who cares about a little Chen Yan.

  But now... this person has become a very important person.

  Liu Jian immediately said: "Old minister...go and check now."

  Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand, his face was sallow, there were tears in his eyes, and his voice became less angry: "I have already found out his details."

Although his tone was as calm as possible, every word and every word was more mournful: "In the third year of Hongzhi, the little prince of Tatar violated the frontier. , he encountered a small group of Tatars alone. With a single bow and arrow, he shot three Tatars to death, and then escaped. In the fifth year of Hongzhi, he led a team to attack. One hundred Tartars, fight with them, kill the Tartars, forty-nine, and return in triumph!"

Emperor Hongzhi squinted his eyes: "In Datong, many people call him a parachutist, but this person...has been depressed. There is no news from him."

  Emperor Hongzhi said sadly: "Such people can't be used by me because the superiors don't know people well, and now I have reaped the fruits of my own, hey..."

  Liu Jian and others, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, were completely chilled.

  Since...the Dai Wang really wants to rebel, then...the elite will be dispatched, and the leader must be his confidant, and he must also be a brave general.

  Nine times out of ten, this is Chen Yan.

   Such a person wants to attack a group of recruits and a group of teenagers, and the result... is almost conceivable.

   "Your Majesty." Liu Jian became confused, took a deep look at Emperor Hongzhi, and said solemnly: "Now that things have come to an end, Your Majesty...should prepare for the worst."

Yes.

  If you don’t prepare for the worst, I’m afraid that when the bad news comes, the court will not be able to respond in time.

  The king of that generation wanted... Isn’t that what he wanted?

   After controlling the emperor's grandson, the only heir of Ming Dynasty, and so many princes and nobles, what should the court do?

  Emperor Hongzhi's eyes were red, and he was already in tears.

He cried.

"My square inch is chaotic, my square inch is chaotic. The prince is really unbearable to be a man, unbearable to be a man. As for...my grandson...he is really ignorant, ignorant. Why is he so serious about what his father said. And my grandson, he is so timid, he dare not put out the candles when he sleeps at night, his face will turn pale with fright when thunder strikes, they... they are still a group of children..."

  Thinking of... a group of kids...

  Emperor Hongzhi's heart...like being pricked by a needle.

  Thinking of these children falling into the hands of those people, even if Emperor Hongzhi knew well that they were just making these children hostages, they would not easily harm them.

   Thinking of how uneasy and helpless these children looked, Emperor Hongzhi felt very uncomfortable.

  His close relatives in this world are not many, only a handful.

  Now... His heart is completely messed up.

  Liu Jian and others... looked at each other in blank dismay.

  Actually... Although they are fighting hard, they hope that His Majesty will prepare for the worst.

  The imperial court must come up with a strategy to deal with the blackmail of the acting king.

  But they are not anxious, not in chaos.

  The sky is falling.

   "Your Majesty..." Liu Jian choked up.

   Thinking of His Majesty losing his grandson.

  Liu Jian couldn't help thinking of his son who went to sea.

  I, Liu Jian, also have a son.

  The whereabouts are still unknown, no one is alive, no corpse is dead, the suffering of the old minister...who knows.

  Liu Jian also cried.

  ...

   At this time, in the Department of General Affairs.

  A letter came.

  The envoy saw that it was a bulletin written by His Highness the Crown Prince himself, so he dared to be negligent, and hurriedly took the bulletin and rushed towards Daming Palace.

   When he passed through the heavy gate control and arrived at the Ming Dynasty, he heard crying faintly from the hall.

  The chief envoy's heart skipped a beat. His Majesty must be burning with anxiety at this moment.

  If this newsletter brings some bad news, I'm afraid...

   Really came at the wrong time.

  But he could only bite the bullet and wait for someone to report.

   After a while, I heard Emperor Hongzhi's voice: "Come in, come in immediately!"

  The envoy did not dare to be negligent, stepped into the hall quickly, bowed down and said: "The minister has..."

  Emperor Hongzhi said impatiently: "What bulletin, whose bulletin is it?"

   "His Royal Highness!"

  His Royal Highness...

  As soon as he heard these four words, Emperor Hongzhi's face turned cold, and he gritted his teeth angrily and said, "You son of a bitch..."

  ...

   fell asleep.

  (end of this chapter)