Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1303 Riding the dragon and quickly son-in-law

  At this time, Fang Jifan was criss-crossing the battlefield back and forth.

   Ma Wensheng was already shocked.

  He thought that Qi Guogong must be the last one.

   But he saw Qi Guogong flying a horse, chasing a limping Spanish soldier who was trying to escape.

The soldier was like a frightened bird. It seemed that his thigh was injured. Every step he took, blood flowed out. Under the fear, he dragged one leg and walked very slowly, but... he still wanted to live, he Desperately dragging his injured leg, he squirmed forward little by little.

  Fang Jifan caught up.

  The long knife was raised fiercely, and the horse under the seat was galloping like lightning, almost passing the soldier.

  The soldier obviously realized that his life was at stake, he opened his mouth wide, as if to let out a cry.

   "The eighteenth..." Ma Wensheng muttered to himself.

  But... the eighteenth reading was halfway through, but it stopped. Fang Jifan's knife still didn't cut off after all.

  The Spanish soldier was already paralyzed with fright, and fell to the ground, as if he still felt the chill on his neck.

  Fang Jifan ignored the Spaniard who had collapsed like mud, turned his horse and turned around, shouting something.

   A group of soldiers swarmed up and took the Spaniard down.

  Fang Jifan made a horizontal knife.

   Immediately afterwards, he found his opponent again and continued to hunt down the past.

  Hoo...

  This dog has a heart of compassion unexpectedly.

"ah…"

   Ma Wensheng suddenly exclaimed.

  He hurriedly said: "Not good, not good..."

  Emperor Hongzhi also patted the railing nervously.

   All of a sudden, everyone became nervous.

   Someone said: "What happened, and what happened again?"

  Emperor and Ma Wensheng both ignored him, and listened to Ma Wensheng say: "Yes, yes, Duke Qi... Duke Qi... is not good."

Ok?

  What's wrong with this dog?

  One thousand taels of silver, to be honest, Xiao Jing is insulting everyone's IQ.

   Everyone is not a fool, how could they be fooled by him.

   But what Ma Wensheng said about Qi Guogong was not good, and suddenly, many people's eyes lit up.

   Oops... Qi Guogong is not good, this is a rare thing, has he died, has he died?

   Don't miss it.

   Someone reluctantly said: "I'll buy one."

   "Eunuch Xiao, bring me a telescope."

   "Come on, here I am, keep the accounts."

"I also want…"

   All of a sudden, the business is surprisingly good.

  In the entire tower, it was like Chinese New Year.

   Someone couldn't help asking: "Do you sell firecrackers here?"

  Xiao Jing: "..."

  The binoculars were lifted up one by one.

  People stared at the city intently.

   But seeing Fang Jifan fell off his horse, countless officers and soldiers had already surrounded him.

   It turned out that Fang Jifan was careless, fell off the horse, rolled a few somersaults on the ground, and his head was bleeding.

  Hearing that the master had something to do, the medical students accompanying the army went crazy and kicked a guy who seemed to have been stabbed by a Franc robot on his leg directly off the stretcher.

  The wounded soldier was desperate.

  Then he saw many students, each carrying an empty stretcher, no one could be treated, and they ran madly in the direction of Qi Guogong.

   A moment later, Fang Jifan was rushed onto a stretcher.

  Fang Jifan didn't expect that his actions would attract everyone's attention.

   That fall really made Fang Jifan a little confused. He had a big cut on the back of his hand, and his body fell apart, lying on the stretcher, gasping for breath...

   Then, someone separated from the crowd, but it was Zhu Houzhao who went out of the crowd like crazy, shouting: "Old Fang, Lao Fang, where is the injury? Is life in danger?"

  Fang Jifan was so angry that he coughed a few times, and wiped his face with the back of his hand. In an instant, his face was stained with blood by the wound on the back of his hand.

  Fang Jifan said: "No one in life has died since ancient times, and keep the loyal heart to reflect the history."

  Zhu Houzhao tightened Fang Jifan's lapel: "Don't die."

  Fang Jifan opened Zhu Houzhao's hand. He was afraid that Zhu Houzhao would cry and beat his heart violently in the next step. Fang Jifan said impatiently: "Don't make noise, don't make noise, serious injury, send to doctor, send to doctor."

   A group of people protected Fang Jifan and left in a hurry.

  …

  Hoo...

  Many people could clearly see that Fang Jifan's arms were still fluttering.

   Still alive.

  Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Complicated feelings.

Emperor Hongzhi heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't help feeling a little anxious: "Leave the city immediately, and send someone out of the city to ask how Jifan's injury is, but nothing should happen, otherwise, how will I explain to Prince Xinjin and Xiurong. "

  Seeing His Majesty returned to normal again.

Shen Wen held the binoculars he had just bought for one thousand taels of silver in his hand, and said unwillingly: "Your Majesty, Mr. Xiao actually sold binoculars to ministers and others in front of His Majesty. He actually sold a pair of binoculars worth three taels of silver." Qianliang, Your Majesty, how can an eunuch..."

   "Ah." Emperor Hongzhi said in surprise, "There is such a thing."

  Seeing that His Majesty finally responded, although he had already guessed something, he was still unwilling: "Exactly, if you don't believe me, Your Majesty will ask Eunuch Xiao, and I dare to confront you."

  Emperor Hongzhi pulled his face down.

  Xiao Jing hurriedly lowered his head and stood beside Emperor Hongzhi, looking ashamed.

   "This way..." Emperor Hongzhi said seriously: "Not good!"

   "Yes, yes, yes." Xiao Jing knelt down and kowtowed like garlic: "Your servant will die."

   "Don't be like this in the future, what does it look like." Emperor Hongzhi scolded.

  Xiao Jing kowtowed: "Your Majesty's instruction will be remembered carefully."

  Emperor Hongzhi put down the binoculars and moved forward: "Let's go out of the city immediately. It's already calm outside. You guys can't keep me here. I want to go out of the city to see for myself."

   As he said that, before Shen Wen could ask for justice, Emperor Hongzhi had already made great strides and went down the tower first.

  The mighty battalion of warriors surrounded Emperor Hongzhi out of the city.

  At this time, Changping Wei was still inspecting the results of the battle.

   Digging pits, escorting captives, and collecting matchlock guns and weapons.

  Sir Francisco has long lost his previous style. His three-cornered hat has been taken off, and then appeared on the head of a Changping Guard soldier. His clothes are riddled with holes and blood.

He was **** tightly, and he protested dissatisfiedly: "I am a nobleman, I am a nobleman, I demand the treatment I deserve, you can't treat me, even if I am an Ottoman, They wouldn't be so rude."

   A soldier was annoyed by the noise, clenched his fists, and beat his chest fiercely.

   "Cough, cough, cough..." Sir Francisco coughed desperately, and then he became quiet, no longer roaring, like a castrated rooster, surprisingly quiet.

  …

  Emperor Hongzhi arrived at a small temporary camp on the edge of the battlefield.

  Here, the military trainees of the medical school quickly set up a temporary big tent with more than a dozen beds.

  Fang Jifan was carried here. A student carefully cleaned Fang Jifan's wound with a cotton swab dipped in alcohol.

  Emperor Hongzhi stepped in, and there was some confusion inside.

  Emperor Hongzhi pressed his hand and said: "There is no need to be too polite. Where is the prince? His brother-in-law is so badly injured, does he still have the time to mess around?"

Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty, my son... my son is seriously injured, and I can't do my best. I implore your majesty to forgive me. Your Majesty must not blame His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness, he... he... is also on official business, although my son feels that now I can't breathe well, my heart hurts badly, my legs seem to be numb, especially my brain, I have a splitting headache, and this hand, hey, I don't care about this hand, but... Your Majesty... it doesn't matter for me personally, it's important Yes, His Royal Highness should take the lead in dealing with official affairs, this is the most important thing, if the important matter is delayed because of the son, the son will die, and he will not be able to rest in peace."

  Emperor Hongzhi thumped in his heart. The injury was so serious that his brain and heart hurt?

  He took a step forward.

  There is a kind of injury in this world that outsiders cannot perceive, and that is internal injury.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Fang Jifan with concern: "I saw that you rushed back and forth just now, and you are so brave. You are the Duke of the country, and you can take the lead. It is really not easy. Hey... your great ancestor, your great father, and Your father, now, and you, are really full of loyalty..."

  In any case, although Fang Jifan is suspected of beating a dog in the water.

   But after all, Fang Jifan rushed to the front, this is what everyone saw with their own eyes.

  Emperor Hongzhi was still touched by this fearless spirit.

  Fang Jifan said: "I am ashamed."

Emperor Hongzhi sighed again: "This time, you and the crown prince were the ones who made the contribution. The Spaniards came aggressively. To be honest, I was also frightened at first. I ordered you to go back to Beijing, but in the end, you and the crown prince still came. Now, this is your filial piety, I am very pleased to have such a son, and such a son-in-law who rides the dragon fast."

Fang Jifan coughed: "Your Majesty...don't say that again, this is what a son-in-law should do, but His Royal Highness, he heard that His Majesty was in danger, he was so anxious that he led the troops all the way, and came here in a hurry, His Royal Highness's filial piety, thank God moving."

   "You are the same, you are both good boys." Emperor Hongzhi was full of emotion. He turned his head and glanced at the officials behind him who bowed their heads.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "You usually talk about the prince and the Duke of Qi, and what is written in those colorful memorials. Can you do this? You can't do it yourself, you can't do it. In this way, they still arrange the crown prince and Qi Guogong all day long, what is this, this is jealousy!"

   "..."

  Hundred officials at this time, how could they dare to speak back, and bowed down one after another: "I will wait for ten thousand deaths."

   "Everyone get up, as long as there is nothing to do, it is fortunate that there is nothing to do. Otherwise..." Emperor Hongzhi stretched his face, and when he said this, he snorted coldly.

  Emperor Hongzhi had soft ears.

  Sometimes the censors scolded too much, and occasionally, he still felt that there might be some bad things about the crown prince and the Duke of Qi.

  Can now...

  Emperor Hongzhi could only hehe.

  His hands behind his back, and then sat on the edge of the hospital bed, seeing that Fang Jifan's hand was still bleeding profusely, he frowned.

  …

  Also, don't leave after school, everyone.

  (end of this chapter)