Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1159 Good grandson

  Emperor Hongzhi smiled noncommittally.

  His heart seemed to be touched.

That Gao Laohe looked satisfied. Although his complexion was dark, the skin on his back had peeled off layers of skin due to exposure to the sun, like a child's graffiti, with new and old skin intertwined. , It's scary to watch.

  His hands are full of calluses, his fingers are almost worn down to the point that no texture can be seen on them, and on the back of his hands, there are many cuts, God knows whether they were accidentally scratched by a sickle or cut by that wheat leaf.

   A few pieces of cake, he is like a treasure.

  But he didn't care, and there was a satisfied smile on his face.

  Emperor Hongzhi said: "Your family has been a military household for generations."

   "Yes, since Emperor Taizu Gao, he was ordered to guard the capital. No, the capital was in Nanjing at that time. Our family, young and old, migrated from Nanzhili."

  Emperor Hongzhi nodded and nodded: "It's not easy, I left my hometown and came here..."

  Come here... Their life is not good, which is also the deep-seated reason why Emperor Hongzhi said it was not easy.

  Emperor Hongzhi smiled: "I don't think you are a military household, but a farmer."

   "He is a farmer." The old man was happy again: "It's the land that has been planted all my life."

  Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

  He couldn't bear to continue asking.

  Fang Jifan said aside: "I see you are so skilled, why don't you go to Xishan to farm, Xishan recruits talents."

"Yeah." The old man's eyes showed yearning: "It's a good place, but unfortunately, I'm a military household, otherwise, I really want to go." He seemed to feel that his straw sandals were so tight that he took them off on his own Xie Lai, took out the straw, and scraped the mud in the straw sandals: "But... now in Yongqingwei, life is not difficult, you don't know..."

   Speaking of this, the old man paused for a moment, his eyes turned slightly red suddenly, and said: "The emperor's grandson takes pity on us soldiers. A few days ago, he went to the Ministry of War to make trouble, and asked the Ministry of War to pay..."

  Emperor Hongzhi frowned. The Yongqing Zuowei was an ordinary guard. They were granted military land and self-sufficient. This is the difference between them and the 12th Regiment Battalion.

The Twelve Regiment Battalion, or the Xiaoqi Battalion, the Three Thousand Battalion, etc., are all elites and are selected from various guards. The difference between them and the Yongqing Zuowei Guards is that almost everyone has their money and food. It was provided by the imperial court, and the Yongqing Zuowei would not pay any money unless they fought. They planted the land by themselves and supported themselves.

  Zhu Zaimo was fighting for the salary for the 12th Regiment Battalion. Logically speaking, it had nothing to do with the Yongqing Zuoying Battalion.

  Emperor Hongzhi said: "Yongqing Zuowei also pays."

   "No." The old man shook his head like a rattle.

  Fang Jifan looked at the old man sympathetically. This man... has a low IQ. Why don't you be happy if you don't send it out.

"But..." The old man grinned, and laughed again: "But yesterday, after hearing the news, our commander has let go of the word and wants to give us more food. Hundreds and thousands of households have gone, and the commander reprimanded them. It is said that they only know how to squeeze the soldiers and don't treat us as human beings. If we soldiers can't eat enough, the thousands and hundreds of households will all be stripped of their skins. Jin rice."

"Look, isn't this the credit of the emperor's grandson? It wasn't the emperor's grandson who spoke for us soldiers, and even hit the military department. I heard that the master of the military department was beaten beyond recognition. Tsk tsk... the emperor's grandson is mighty, we soldiers, Good luck in the future."

  Emperor Hongzhi was dumbfounded.

   Even Fang Jifan began to tilt his head at this moment, connecting the cause and effect.

  Think carefully.

   This is really the case.

In Daming, in the eyes of others, military households are almost indistinguishable from those of lowly status. No one will care about them, and no one will pay attention to them. Military officers regard them as their own tenants, but how to pay rent is almost impossible. The military officer decides for himself, and you can pay as much as you want, otherwise, you will be served by military law.

But the majestic grandson, Tianhuang nobleman, the grandson of the current emperor, the eldest son of His Highness the Crown Prince, and the future heir of Ming Dynasty, just because of a group of Qiuba, rushed into the military office, and made such a big fuss that someone in the military department suffered There was a fight, and the hall was in a mess. Could it be that these commanding officers are blind?

  The grandson of the emperor takes pity on these Qiu Ba.

  If at this juncture, in any of the guards, there is a situation where Dianqiu Ba has no hope of life, hangs himself, or because he is really hungry, people starve to death at home.

  This... isn't courting death?

   All of a sudden, all the guards began to get nervous, and the commander of the guards approached Qianhu and Baihu, and made a gesture of defending Qiu Ba's interests, and reprimanded them. Thousands of households and hundreds of households naturally felt that something was wrong. They were afraid of causing trouble, so they naturally called the general flag and the small flag. No matter whether they were sincere or false, the food... was still distributed.

The military man said cheerfully: "Just a few days ago, our chief banner officer was very vicious, beating and swearing at people frequently, but this morning, when everyone saw him, he still smiled at us, saying that brothers Hard work... I heard... the Ministry of War may have to investigate..."

   "Search?" Emperor Hongzhi was taken aback.

  Why don’t I know?

   "Of course, isn't that obvious? The emperor's young age, of course he is sympathetic to us Qiu Ba, but...you think about it, I heard...the emperor's grandson was ordered by the Duke of Qi to make trouble..."

Fang Jifan immediately said: "That's right, it was the Duke of Qi who ordered it. I've heard about it. I also saw the Duke of Qi dragging the emperor's grandson to teach him the opportunity. His mouth was dry. My second aunt's brother has a son. His neighbor is working in Xishan and saw it with his own eyes."

  Emperor Hongzhi glanced at Fang Jifan and remained silent.

The old man was amused, he seemed quite proud that his news had been confirmed, he said immediately: "Although we are Qiu Ba, how can we not understand the truth, old man, I have lived a long time, how can I not understand the above It's twists and turns, you see, Qi Guogong instructed the emperor's grandson to go to the Ministry of War, and this Qi Guogong is a favorite, otherwise, how could the emperor marry his daughter to him? So, nine out of ten, this is the emperor Lao Tzu's idea, Qi Guogong is in the emperor's heart, and the emperor is not easy to show up, he has figured out the emperor's taste, and just ordered the emperor's grandson to do it."

  Emperor Hongzhi blushed, my...my idea?

The old man said: "What does this mean? It means that His Majesty loves us soldiers. He has long been dissatisfied with those corrupt officials in the Ministry of War. He first borrowed the hand of Qi Guogong to let the emperor and grandson beat them. If you want to come... soon We need to take advantage of this matter to thoroughly investigate the Ministry of War and the various guards. Now we Yongqing Left Guards are all spreading this matter. I heard that the commander, thousands of households, and hundreds of officials are all in a hurry, afraid of causing trouble. We soldiers will surely have a good life in the future."

  Could it be...is...Fang Jifan was thinking, and thought of a word, pastoral keyboard man? It is still original, green and pollution-free, this is the ancestor of keyboard warriors.

  Fang Jifan almost knelt down.

  Emperor Hongzhi was silent again.

  He originally thought that the trouble caused by the emperor's grandson would embarrass the royal family. This kid is too impulsive, so he should temper his temper.

  But who would have expected such a commotion to have such a result.

  Seeing the excitement on the old man's face, there seemed to be a light of hope in his eyes.

"So, our emperor Shengming, in the past, who cared about our life and death, now...the emperor can't stand it anymore. We poor soldiers, with the support of the emperor, the Duke of Qi and the emperor's grandson, they think about us everywhere. Let's go on, I'm afraid we won't have a good life. At midnight last night, Chen Liu, his mother-in-law, gave birth to a fat boy, and my old man's wife went to deliver the baby. This Chen Liu He also admired the emperor and his grandson Zhide, and named his son Muen, Chen Muen, look, is this a good name."

  Fang Jifan raised his thumb: "What a coincidence, when I gave birth to my son, I also thought of a name called Aiguo, but it's a pity..."

  He shook his head, now it seems that Mu En is more advanced.

  The crowd is the creativity is boundless.

  The old man rested for a while, but got up in a hurry: "It's...it's...it's getting late, and it's time to harvest the wheat, gentlemen, the old man is just talking nonsense, haha... Thank you for the cake, but the old man has to harvest the wheat."

   As he spoke, he returned to the ridge of the field, took the sickle, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the towel on his shoulder, and began to work.

  Emperor Hongzhi stood up and was silent for a moment: "Xiao Banban, go and help."

   "Your Majesty, servants don't have sickles." Xiao Jing looked at the wheat, feeling a little creepy.

  Many times, following His Majesty's private tour and looking at these hardworking people, he felt very lucky. Fortunately, his father let him be a eunuch.

   But now it’s all right, the servants and eunuchs are all done, and you still have to cut the wheat? Then what else do we cut?

  Emperor Hongzhi frowned, with a gloomy face.

  Xiao Jing was taken aback, and quickly bit the bullet and said: "Servant, go and look for it, go and look for it."

Busy, he took a few guards and hurried there. After a while, he found a sickle, and looked at Fang Jifan sitting beside Emperor Hongzhi with resentment. Fang Jifan found a cattail fan and waved it leisurely. Make the fan bigger, so that both he and Emperor Hongzhi are fanned.

  Xiao Jing carried a sickle and led a few guards into the field.

  Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty, sometimes I really envy Eunuch Xiao. He has a good appearance in everything he does. For example, he is cutting wheat. Look at his posture, he can really bluff people."

  Emperor Hongzhi said: "Stop making sarcastic remarks."

   "Oh." Fang Jifan nodded hurriedly and said, "I dare not."

"Come on, come on, come on, someone will bring some more water, no, go and find some melons, it's best to have them chilled, your Majesty wants to eat them! You bastards, what are you doing here, like wooden stakes, look Well, our Majesty is dying of thirst."

  (end of this chapter)