Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 233 Please fight

   Zhu Houzhao seems to like this kind of day very much, and comes to Xishan every morning.

Looking at the immature faces of these children, with a smile on his face, Fang Jifan said with emotion: "It's all a group of children, look at their immature appearance, it reminds me of my immature self back then. The palace used to be like this..."

   Before Zhu Houzhao finished speaking, Fang Jifan said, "So simple?"

  Zhu Houzhao blinked and nodded.

  Fang Jifan grinned and smiled: "The minister is also very simple."

  Well, this smile is so meaningful!

  Zhu Hou photographed as if he had found a sympathy, nodded his head and said, "I am too."

  The two looked at each other and smiled, but each had their own concerns.

  Zhu Houzhao likes horseback riding and archery. Here in Xishan, the land is open, which can satisfy Zhu Houzhao's wantonness here, and also in the name of teaching schoolchildren to bow horses.

  Zhu Houzhao actually had a good way of training soldiers. First he sent Ma Juzi, and later someone brought wooden knives.

Fang Jifan was afraid that the schoolchildren would not be able to bear it. This kind of high-intensity exercise could not be achieved by eating white rice and sweet potatoes, so after the schoolchildren had their morning class, he took the schoolchildren for a trot around Xishan to warm up their bodies. I got them some mare's milk, which was fermented to make yogurt, and sweet potatoes and eggs for breakfast before handing over the schoolchildren to Zhu Houzhao.

   Zhu Houzhao left at noon, and the schoolchildren had extra meals at noon, so that the tired ones could have a good night's sleep, and continued to study in the afternoon.

Wang Shouren and others have already selected officials, and their palace examination results, even the most scumbag Xu Jing, are also qualified to enter the Imperial Academy. Wang Shouren, Jiang Chen, and Xu Jing are all good scholars.

   All of a sudden, they became officials, and even Fang's family was deserted.

  Only in the evening, the disciples got off duty one after another. Occasionally, Wang Jinyuan would send someone to carry the sedan chair and wait at the gate of the Imperial Academy, inviting them to come to Xishan to teach the students.

  Wang Shouren was born with the potential to be a good teacher.

  In the evening, candlelight was shining, Wang Shouren was still wearing an official robe and a winged hat, and in front of all the young people, he explained to the schoolchildren what is meant by the Tao and the simplicity.

  Jinshi students were in class, and even those enlightened students and scholars sat down and listened very seriously. The moonlit night in Xishan was extremely cold.

  The villages and thousands of households at the foot of the mountain have been lit with lamps.

Zhang Xin's wife ran away, so he simply lived in the Qianhu House. He needed to gather all the transcribed things, compile his planting experience into an agricultural book, and only become a book. These valuable experiences In order to continue to promote it.

At this time, Zhang Xin was lying on the case in the candlelit room, his eyes were already a little short-sighted, so Fang Jifan gave him a pair of glasses. It looks a little funny.

  Fang Jifan came in on tiptoe, Zhang Xin was very serious and turned a deaf ear to the outside world, even Fang Jifan was standing behind him, he didn't realize it.

   "Ahem..."

  In the distance, even the sound of reading has stopped, and the schoolchildren have been brought home one by one by their parents. Fang Jifan coughed: "Zhang Qianhu, it's late at night."

   Zhang Xin raised his head in astonishment, and found Fang Jifan standing in front of him, he quickly got up and said, "I've seen Lord Qianhu."

   "There are thousands of households, so don't have so many rules." Fang Jifan sat down casually.

  Zhang Xin glanced at Fang Jifan gratefully. He is an honest man, and when he saw Fang Jifan, he was immediately embarrassed.

  Fang Jifan said: "Winter is coming soon, and the farming will be slack. Let the people below do the warming. You should go to Kaifeng."

  Zhang Xin showed a bit of bitterness on his face, hesitantly said: "My father refuses me to go, saying it is a great shame and a great shame."

  Fang Jifan couldn't help but said: "Your father, what a shrewd man..."

  Zhang Xin sighed faintly, then turned to say: "Where is Uncle Fang, I don't know how Uncle Fang is..."

  This is a change of subject...

  Fang Jifan smiled: "I'm in Guizhou, God knows what's going on now, I guess there won't be any danger."

  When thinking of Fang Jinglong, Fang Jifan became bored, and even felt a little depressed for no reason.

When I came out of the value room, I saw a bright moon hanging in the sky. The Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and the silver moon was like a plate. Fang Jifan thought to himself, the moon in Guizhou must be as big as it should be. In Guizhou, many places have not yet been developed, and there is a miasma. There are thorns everywhere, and everywhere are scattered natives who are not of the same heart as Daming, and have their own ghosts.

  The month is the same month, but the environment is different.

  But I don’t know if my father is also looking up at the moon in the dead of night, missing his hometown and himself.

  Fang Jifan remembered that at the beginning, he suddenly had a father, and he always felt a little unaccustomed to it, but he gradually got used to it, and he didn't know when he had a feeling of being dependent on each other.

Later... Later, when it was time to parting, when we were thousands of miles apart, I suddenly felt a little more worried. In front of outsiders, no matter how bright it was, in the dead of night, when I looked at the bright moon in the sky, I thought of a person who was thousands of miles away. The fate of the ancestors of the Fang family was ordinary, the father who fought everywhere.

  Thinking about it, Fang Jifan's eyes turned a little red. I don't know when it started, but he also had a problem of sentimentality. Maybe... he was infected by Tang Yin and the others. Well, it must be, and he will kill them tomorrow.

  ………

  Guiyang.

  A report to the residence copied from the capital was sent to Guiyang City.

  Fang Jinglong, the commander-in-chief, has been in a bad mood recently!

  In fact, he just came here to take up the post and cleaned up the mountain camp. Many old brothers he brought with him were all veterans. They were loyal to him, and soon he firmly controlled the mountain camp in the mountain camp.

   This mountain camp was originally drawn from the elite of various armies, the supply of food and salaries was timely, and the combat power was not low.

  Fang Jinglong saw that the fire was almost ready, and began to challenge the governor and middle officials.

Thinking that this is the best time for the rebels to go on in such a stalemate, it is really not an option. It is better to let yourself take the mountain battalion to look for fighters and inflict heavy damage on the rebel army. In this way, in the spring of the next year, if you work hard, you can kill them all. Annihilating.

  Fang Jinglong came to Guizhou for the first time. He is quite familiar with the environment here, so he is very confident.

  It's just a pity that the governor Wang Shi and the middle officer refused to let Fang Jinglong fight to the death. Any battalion can leave Guiyang, but this mountain battalion must never go out.

  Fang Jinglong was dumbfounded.

  What's the situation, the mountain battalion that is most suitable for combat is not allowed to fight, but the other half-badgers can?

  The relationship between the chief soldier and the governor suddenly became tense.

  Actually, the governor, mid-level officials, and officials of all sizes in Guiyang City are also complaining in their hearts.

  At the beginning...it was too loud.

  These things are tacit and must never be revealed to others.

  The mountain camp reported such a great contribution, this is fake credit, whoever tells it will die, and it is still a gang to commit crimes, so don't even think about slipping away.

  In this way, they have to maintain the 'image' of the mountain camp. If the mountain camp is allowed to fight and lose, even if it is just a small defeat, once word spreads, they will be finished one by one.

  Since this is the case, then we can only offer up this mountain camp like a mud bodhisattva, and we will never go to battle if we die, and we must not show our feet!

  They also have hardships to tell. Fang Jinglong is new here, and he doesn't know the inside story, let alone their difficulties.

   A few days ago, another big defeat came, but it was the rebels who attacked a county town, which is a thoroughfare in all directions and a place where military strategists must contend. Therefore, Wang Shi immediately dispatched a guard and horse to help.

  Unexpectedly, the rebels were cunning, the siege of the county was fake, and the interception of the Ming army halfway was true. They set up an ambush along the way. Suddenly, more than 3,000 people were killed or injured, and the guerrilla general who led the team was also killed in battle.

  This guerrilla general, speaking of it, is still an old acquaintance of Fang Jinglong. He had dealt with this guerrilla general when he suppressed the rebellion in Yunnan and Guizhou!

  Fang Jinglong was furious, and when he received the bad news, he wanted to fight again.

   It was like seeing a ghost.

  Although it was a big defeat, even the county seat was gone. The rebels defeated the Ming army, took the county seat instead, and left after a lot of plunder. Logically speaking, in any case, Governor Wang must retaliate, but Wang Shi still stands still.

  Although the governor and the commander-in-chief are at the same level, Daming has supreme authority in controlling military affairs with literature. In history, Yuan Chonghuan killed Mao Wenlong. This Mao Wenlong was a dignified commander-in-chief. He was so prominent among the military officers. In the end, he would just kill him.

  Wang Shi didn't allow it, and Fang Jinglong couldn't lose his temper even if he had a temper.

  So, everyone simply submitted their memorials and impeached each other. The DPRK and China seemed not interested in this.

  Fang Jinglong is an old minister. After being honored, his son has just made great achievements and won the emperor's heart. Naturally, he can't bear to be harsh.

  Wang Shi is the governor appointed by the imperial court, and the right deputy is the imperial envoy.

  So there was no newspaper to reprimand, but Xie Qian sent Wang Shi a private letter, which roughly meant that Wang Shi should not be at odds with civil and military affairs.

   On the surface, he came to warn in private, but after getting the letter, Wang Shi felt like he had taken a reassurance. The letter sent by the cabinet scholar represented the entire cabinet and was biased towards himself.

  What's more, isn't there still a middle official who speaks for himself? It is expected that the palace will say some good things about herself.

  So, Wang Shi can sit back and relax.

  But at this time, a report from the mansion made Wang Shi dumbfounded.

   After reading the mansion newspaper several times in a row, Wang Shi came back to his senses, and he hurriedly said to the attendants beside him: "Go, invite Fang Zongbing."

  Fang Jinglong was at a loss. The relationship between him and Wang Shi was already tense. Now that the governor Xingyuan has invited him, he was secretly on guard.

  As soon as the man arrived, he saw Wang Shi smiling and said to him: "Fang Zongbing, come here, please sit down, please sit down, congratulations, congratulations!"

"What?"

  ...

  Sorry, this chapter is late!

  (end of this chapter)