The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Emperor Hongzhi lost his smile and glanced at Fang Jifan.

This guy

But he only sucked his mouth, and said with a straight face: "Some things can be seen, not to be broken; can be expected, not to speak, take care of your mouth."

"Yeah" Fang Jifan was wronged. Is honesty wrong?

Soon, the food was served. Although the Tatars also used iron pans to cook, they have to say that they are still very special. The cooking is a delicate job, but they are still rough.

The meat is cut a bit big, not only wastes the ingredients, but also does not taste, the salt is put a little more, eating

Emperor Hongzhi was eating with a smile. Although he tasted the same as chewing wax, he was very conscious of the guests.

Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao had to keep smiling.

This made Zhu Dachang laugh heartily: "Delicious and eat more."

"Oh." Zhu Houzhao shook his head: "Can it not taste good?"

Zhu Dachang thought he was laughing and joking: "The rules of our Tatars, if the guests come, the wine is not enough, the meat is not full, it is the host who is not treating guests well, and will definitely not let guests out of this tent.

Zhu Hou Zhao bowed his head, said deliciously, and continued to hold the huge meat, biting down.

Fang Jifan kept sandwiching the meat and constantly stuffed it into Wang Shouren's bowl: "Boan, when you are growing your body, you need more meat. Among the disciples, you are not young, but you are too short. It ’s skinny again, and the teacher is very distressed for you, come and eat. "

Wang Shouren said nothing, and ate the meat.

After eating, the people sat down and the emperor Hongzhi stood up: "Your cattle and sheep, all the old men have bought it. Let's have a good life in the future. You are right. What Tatars and Hans have to eat grains. It ’s just that you want to live a good life. You will live a good life, as long as you work hard and raise more cattle and sheep. "

Zhu Dachang scratched his head. He felt that the old man was sour. He came to buy cattle and sheep. I sell cattle and sheep.

He laughed: "Yes."

Emperor Hongzhi immediately pointed to the two statues in the shrine: "Have you seen these two gods?"

Zhu Dachang shook his head: "I've never seen such a god, it's not easy for mortals to see."

Emperor Hongzhi smiled: "Yeah, the gods are not easy to see. The old man heard that in other places, the gods descended from the sky, blessing mortals, or taking mortals out of the sea of ​​misery. But at Daming, also Or here you are, the gods are not like this. Here, at the beginning, the gods were only born, but they achieved great achievements. Only then were they remembered and believed by people. Finally, people carried such people into the temple. In the middle, it may become a literary saint, or a martial saint, or a god. According to the old man, the former ’s god, the illusion, is nothing but bragging to control the heart. The latter ’s **** is what the heart desires. ”

Emperor Hongzhi glanced at Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help interjecting: "It's just too ugly, he can look handsome."

Zhu Dachang listened, but looked displeased: "The gods are like this. Why should they be handsome? What is the use of being handsome, you Han people know these useless things."

Seeing Zhu Dachang was annoyed, Zhu Houzhao shrugged, speechless.

Emperor Hongzhi is waiting to go.

But at this moment, there was a hurried footstep outside.

But a Tatar man opened the curtain and came in, and said a few words to Zhu Dachang.

Zhu Dachang listened, and the whole person was excited, and also responded with Tatar words, and then went to the edge of the tent to take a bow and arrow.

His sudden movement made Wang Shouren alert.

But then, Zhu Dachang looked back and glanced at the emperor Hongzhi: "I have something important, I have to go first, I can't treat it with all my heart, I will die." Then, he walked with the Tatar.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned, and couldn't help saying: "What do they do, come, and ask to understand."

Zhu Houzhao said aside: "No need to ask, father emperor, sons and daughters understand Tatar, they are saying that there are a group of Jurchen thieves from eastern Liaodong who are here to rob the merchant's goods, they are going to kill them . "

Emperor Hongzhi, the "Jurchen", remembered something.

A few days ago, there was indeed a report from the factory guards. With the inclusion of a large number of Tatars, they began to trade with Daming in the nine sides, plus the connection of Shangluo and the Tatar Department put down their swords and chose simple Herding and digging mines, which led to a group of Jurchens in eastern Liaoning, salivating about it.

As a result, many people from Haixi Jurchen, Haidong Jurchen and Jianzhou Jurchen migrated here to make a living by plundering caravans.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned: "Go, go and see."

When the big tent came out, I heard the sound of the horn horn, and many Tatars and some Han people who lived here were filled with indignation.

Obviously, many people hated these Jurchens so much that they searched for their horses, with bows and arrows, and the arrow pots around their waists were filled with arrows, and the flying horses raised the dust. A team roared towards the depths of the desert.

Throughout the settlement, the horses roared, and some Chinese officials banged on the clapper chanting: "The Wuji Caravan, just attacked, was forty miles north, killing the two, and the government ordered a reward for wanted, Take down these thieves, the government has a reward. "

In the gathering place, for a moment, the dust was flying. Emperor Hongzhi saw Zhu Dachang. He had turned his horse, and his son, like a New Year, was holding a pot of bows and arrows for him. Zhu Dachang rode on the horse and leaned over and touched it. The son's head tweeted a few words, as if to make him get out of the way, and the child bounced back to the tent and into the mother's arms, and Zhu Dachang had let go of the reins and galloped away.

Emperor Hongzhi was dusty all over and coughed.

Zhu Houzhao also happily wanted to follow him, but he looked at his father emperor, but looked trembling and stood aside obediently.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "It is Wu Ji firm that looted. Why are these Tatars also filled with indignation?"

Fang Jifan thought about it for a long time: "Everyone gets along for a long time, and there is empathy. Wu Ji will always come here to trade. For the Tatars, the firms buy their goods in large quantities, and they are their benefactors. Having said that, isn't the government house still offering a reward? "

Emperor Hongzhi sighed: "In my opinion, these Tatars are already concentric with me."

But Liu Jian said: "Your Majesty, it's not early, should I go back to Datong."

"Wait a minute." Emperor Hongzhi looked worried. "I want to wait for Dazhu to come back. He will leave in such a way. Maybe he will be in danger. After all, I ate his food and received his hospitality. "

Say, wait here.

Zhu Dachang's mother-in-law saw that Emperor Hongzhi and others had not left, and then hosted them to sit in the tent.

After waiting for more than three hours, the horizon was already full of glory, the sun was dizzy, and the sound of horseshoes came from a distance. The sound of the horseshoes came from far and near, but I saw hundreds of riding men, Pegasus and return.

They all looked tired, and seven or eight people with money braids behind them were **** like horse dumplings on their horsebacks.

Zhu Dachang was actually among the crowd.

Many people gathered around and cheered.

A Chinese man got off the horse, and his face was glowing with red light: "It's so lucky, these **** horse thieves are reluctant to carry the goods, we are overtaken by him, his mother"

He said, dragging one of the money braids off the horse.

Zhu Dachang also seemed extremely happy. He took out his dagger and said sternly: "I hate thieves the most, we Tatars are like Hans, and the golden pots washed hands, but you still came to rob and encountered our ancestors of thieves. Unlucky. "

The horse thief had swollen nose, blue eyes, and said something that no one could understand. He was dragged into the open ground, and he seemed to be screaming at him.

The onlookers gritted their teeth, and Emperor Hongzhi looked at the horse thief.

Zhu Dachang kicked him on the ground and pulled his braid up, so that he had to lean on his neck, saying that sooner or later, the dagger in Zhu Dachang's hand had swept a silver light under the sunset, the dagger The blade of the sword crossed the neck of the Jurchen horse thief.

Emperor Hongzhi's face was blue, he didn't watch out, the violence came so fast.

The horse thief's body seemed to twitch, and then a blood line suddenly appeared on his neck. The blood line gradually oozed out of the blood line, but at the next moment, the gushing blood suddenly tore this A knife edge, like a hooded head, sprayed out. The horse thief was still pulled up with braids and raised his head, and a wail of er, uh, ah came out of his mouth. Eventually, the blood came down like a waterfall, which infested the earth, and the whole person was instantly There was no more breathing.

Zhu Dachang threw him to the ground ~ www.readwn.com ~ Heng Rou shuddered.

The other female true horse thieves saw it, while being dragged out, they began to wailing, seeming to beg for mercy.

At this time, some people came out from the crowd, but the people from the government came and screamed: "To keep a few alive, I have to ask the whereabouts of the other party, who caught it, yeah, one died here. Let ’s say in advance, if it ’s dead, the bounty will be halved, and tidy up. "

It seems that people here are accustomed to this. The horse thieves were taken away directly by the officials.

Zhu Dachang returned to the tent, wiped the blood with a rag, and grinned, revealing blackened teeth: "The VIP has n’t left yet. It ’s really good, and there ’s so much negligence. Come, let ’s drink. Today I ’m lucky, personal I took a horse thief, these horse thieves are very rampant recently, don't give them a color to see, who will dare to go out to buy and sell in the future, this is to break the life of our Tatars, and in the future, I have to repay the mortgage Well, I do n’t get one cent less every month, hum, do n’t kill them, I drink northwest wind? I used to have a hungry day, I do n’t want to go back. "

The third chapter is delivered to bed.

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