Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1146 A good man Fang fell from the sky

  The Tatar man led Emperor Hongzhi and others to a simple residence, where the smell of horse dung was stronger, and in the distance, there were a large number of cows and horses surrounded by a circle, there were dozens or even hundreds of them.

  He showed Emperor Hongzhi one by one. There were not many cattle and horses, but they were all considered strong men. There were also dozens of calves, which were transported to the pass and used as animal power for plowing and driving.

  Emperor Hongzhi stood outside the circle with his hands behind his back, beckoning to Fang Jifan. Fang Jifan stepped forward and said, "What is your order?"

  Emperor Hongzhi said indifferently: "Look, the cattle and horses raised by the Tatars are still so strong. This is really their innate ability. So, I am a little worried."

  Fang Jifan smiled, this is the truth, the Han people also built pastures in the desert, but the cattle and horses they raise are just worse, God knows what is the trick here.

  Fang Jifan said: "What are you worried about, Your Majesty?"

"In the future, maybe these Tatars will be my confidant's big trouble again." Emperor Hongzhi said: "But if the Tatars are slaughtered, so what? In another ten or twenty years, there will be new ones." Tribes, come here to settle, my central country, enemies from Mobei are always in an endless stream, just like this weed, without the Huns, Xianbei came, without Xianbei, there were Turks again, and the Turks left , that is Khitan, Jurchen and Mongols.”

  Emperor Hongzhi looked at the leisurely cows and horses in the circle, dazed.

  Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty ordered my ministers to manage the land outside the pass, and my ministers should do their best."

   "I hope so." Emperor Hongzhi glanced sideways at the strong and sturdy Tatar. This guy has a fleshy face and looks...a bit ugly, and ugly people are more scary.

  The Tatar man was overjoyed when he saw Emperor Hongzhi, and he came forward: "How about it, it's cheap...very cheap..."

   "I have to look again." Emperor Hongzhi looked at him with a smile: "You can speak Chinese? Where did you learn it?"

  The Tatar said: "I... am right here, learn, learn from them."

  Emperor Hongzhi nodded: "What's your name?"

  The Tatar said: "My surname is Zhu, I wish you great success!"

  Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

  The corner of Liu Jian's mouth twitched angrily.

  Zhu Houzhao was heartless and laughed out loud.

   When Emperor Hongzhi realized that it was not Zhu, but Zhu, his face softened a little.

   Unexpectedly, this person has a Chinese name.

   As for his Tatar name, it is unknown.

   Anyway, everyone can't remember it.

but…

Fang Jifan coughed and said softly to Emperor Hongzhi: "Your Majesty, the barbarians are like this. Once our Central Plains dynasty becomes powerful, they will naturally admire us, just like when the big Han was here, countless foreigners gave themselves Chinese names and surnames. But most of them had the surname of Liu; by the time of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, there were countless aliens surnamed Li. Many Tatars, when registering their Chinese names, claimed that their surname was Zhu, and the sons and ministers naturally let People dissuaded them, so they didn't let the country's surnames spread all over the pass, so now many Tatars call themselves Zhu or Zhu."

  Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhu Dachang, thoughtful, and his face eased a lot.

  Zhu Dachang said with a smile: "How about, come to my...my tent to talk in detail, it's not far away, there...it's noon, dinner, please."

  Emperor Hongzhi put his hands behind his back and said with great interest, "Okay, let's go and have a look."

When he arrived at the tent overflowing with sewage, Zhu Dachang said: "It's really dirty, I'm ashamed, I'm very ashamed." He smiled silly, but then said: "But soon, it will be fine, I...I bought a house , such a tall building..." He gestured with his hands to describe how tall he looked: "Three bedrooms and two halls, a good house in Xishan, Fang Shanren, he is willing to lend us a loan. I sold seventy cows and horses and paid the down payment. It’s not far away, where you can graze animals and live there during the winter, sheltered from wind and sand, and clean…” His proud face turned red: “It’s warm inside, but it’s a pity…the house hasn’t been handed over yet, say yes…say yes By the end of this year."

  Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

  He looked at Fang's 'good man'!

Fang Jifan immediately showed pride on his face. He was able to bring the friendship from a Han to his Tatar friends, which made him feel a sense of joy spontaneously. It is still the pride of Tatar friends who never look at it when buying a house. The total price, only look at the down payment, don't even look at the house, the money will be delivered without blinking an eye, the most important thing is, they are not like those **** princes and nobles who buy a house and swear all day long .

  As Zhu Dachang said, he rolled up the curtain of the tent, opened it, and Emperor Hongzhi walked in.

   Inside there was a woman and a child.

   It seems that they are used to having guests, and the child obediently carried his school bag and ran away.

  The woman went to the cooking tent to prepare refreshments.

   Zhu Dachang sat cross-legged directly on the ground.

  Emperor Hongzhi was not too polite, and he also followed the gourd.

  Wait for the woman to pour the tea, Emperor Hongzhi looked at the thick liquid in the cup and frowned.

  Seeing this, Liu Jian hurriedly took a sip first, and his face flushed immediately, as if he was in pain.

   "This... is this wine?"

   Zhu Dachang said: "I'm not used to milk wine at first, but if I drink too much, it will taste better."

  The frightened Emperor Hongzhi and Fang Jifan hurriedly put down their cups, only Zhu Houzhao drank it down and wiped his mouth: "It's too bland, next time I'll treat you to a stronger one."

  Emperor Hongzhi glared at Zhu Houzhao, but Zhu Houzhao didn't care.

But Zhu Dachang got up at this time, and there was another shrine in the big tent. In the shrine, there were actually two gods enshrined. With a pious face, he sat back just now after the worship was over.

  Zhu Houzhao saw that the statue was ugly, and was happy: "Who is this enshrined?"

"This is the God of War and the God of Wealth that the wise people say, and they can bless us." Zhu Dachang pointed to the wooden statue on the left that was uglier than his own, and said, "This is Zhu Houzhao, and he is the prince of Ming Dynasty. It is the **** who descends to the earth, and where he passes, he can bestow courage on the earth, and he has an immortal body, and his soul communicates with the sky, which can make people gain courage."

  Zhu Houzhao couldn't laugh all of a sudden, he stared wide-eyed, looking at the 'monster' with dark complexion and green face and fangs, he was actually speechless.

  Zhu Dachang pointed to another wooden statue and said piously: "This one is even more powerful, it's called Fang Jiji..."

  Fang Jifan said: "Fang Jifan?"

"Yes, Fang Jiji..." Zhu Dachang's Chinese pronunciation is very inaccurate, but he seems very serious: "Fang Jiji is a kind god. This is what the great sage said. He can get rid of the plague in the desert and give us , bring innumerable wealth, make our cattle and sheep fat, as long as he is happy, we Tatars will be safe and happy."

  Zhu Dachang said with emotion: "Fang Jiji is the kindest one among the gods. He never spreads the plague, and he can't bear to see disease and killing."

  Emperor Hongzhi was stunned for a while, looked at Zhu Houzhao, then at Fang Jifan, and then at the ugly statue, for a moment... he was speechless.

  In the tent, there was an unspeakable embarrassment.

  The Tatars believe in shamans and believe that all things have spirits. At the same time, they admire the strong, and whoever is the strong, they believe in.

Zhu Houzhao swept across the desert and killed Yanda Khan. This was the first time that the Tatars felt unparalleled courage, because they discovered that there was nothing left of the formerly stable rear. As long as they had delusions in their hearts, Daming's iron cavalry still dealt them a heavy blow.

  At the beginning, Zhu Houzhao killed their cattle and horses, and ordered the Tatars to go to the border town to receive relief.

  Countless Tatars arrived at the border town almost along the road of blood and tears.

But... a miracle happened. They arrived at the border town. After arriving at the border town, what they encountered was not killing, but... settlement. Countless Tatars were settled, some were digging mines, some... were going to rebuild pastures , They found that after they settled down like this, they could get silver, which could buy salt, pig iron and all the things they couldn't imagine before.

  Yanda Khan is dead.

According to the rules in the desert, when a strong man falls, there will be countless attacks and kills, and there will be countless fights and enmity between the ministries, until a new strong man Those who rise slowly and reunify the desert.

But this time, it was different. There was no strong man, and what people remembered was only the man who went deep into the desert, killed all directions, and beheaded Yanda Khan. When everyone settled down, they began to treat the new strong man. Those who pay homage.

As for Fang Dashan, it is because, living in the desert, the Tatars found that everything they did was closely related to Fang Dashan, and Fang Dashan actually borrowed money from the Tatars. Previously, the Tatars rarely had the concept of borrowing money. In the eyes of the Tatars, a person who is willing to borrow money from himself must be a great and kind person.

  Emperor Hongzhi was silent for a long time, then suddenly said: "But they are Han Chinese."

   Zhu Dachang is happy: "They are not Han people, they are gods, the gods in the sky, there is no distinction between races, they are the messengers appointed by Changshengtian to quell the killing."

  He began to mutter, reverently.

  Fang Jifan sighed in his heart, the Tatars are still simple and simple, and the people in the capital scolded me for the same thing.

  Emperor Hongzhi deliberately did not look at the shrine, but said: "Why do you... believe in them?"

Zhu Dachang grinned happily: "Because this is the best time for us Tatars to live. In the past, that Yanda Khan unified the desert and claimed to be the blood of the golden family, but so what? I am the Tatars. The Tartars, my father and grandfather and I followed them to fight, and countless people around us died in battle, so what did we get in return?"

  When Zhu Dachang said this, he seemed sad and angry.

  (end of this chapter)