Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 619

   Mrs. Liu looked at her husband.

  She naturally knew what Fang Jinglong was thinking.

  Before this husband had been worried about Fang Jifan's marriage, hesitating and indecisive. On the one hand, he thought that Fang Jifan was always impulsive and prone to trouble. It would be great if he could get married in the palace.

   On the other hand, the husband is somewhat reluctant to part with the title of the Fang family, unwilling to reconcile his son to spend his life in such a mediocre way.

  Under this kind of contradiction, the husband almost turned his head gray because of this.

  It wasn't until this time, when he was seriously ill and he was about to die, that my husband made up his mind.

  His breath was hanging on all the time. Liu knew that even if he really couldn't bear it, the husband would still endure it, because he was waiting for the edict, the edict from the palace.

When death is imminent, asking for orders from the palace has the greatest chance of success. Even if the palace is reluctant, or even thinks that the Fang family has broken the rules, which provokes Long Yan's anger, it will be because of Fang Jinglong's current state of affairs. situation, and finally suppressed the unhappiness in my heart.

   It’s all here, still planning for a rainy day, Liu sighed.

Mrs. Liu is a strong woman, but at this moment, her eyes are flushed, and tears are streaming down: "If you want to get better, don't worry about this, Jifan, he has brought medicine. If you take it, maybe you won't be able to recover." It's over."

  She comforted her in a low voice, but she also knew that so many local medicines were useless, even the imperial doctor was appointed from the palace, and the prescriptions prescribed were useless. With this medicine, is it really a cure?

Hearing the word Jifan, Fang Jinglong fell silent, stopped murmuring, and thought he was gathering strength. After a long time, he said: "If I die, if the palace refuses, you...you are his Mother, keep an eye on him...cough cough...from a young age...from a young age...as a husband, he knows that he is different from ordinary children...don't let him get into trouble, you must know that the merits accumulated by the Fang family for generations can give him wealth , but I heard from scholars that a gentleman will be killed for five generations, so he must be careful in everything. As a father, I can't leave him anything. What I can leave is a reputation of loyalty. So... I... I can't live, but for Jifan, I can't die here in a daze, on this sick bed, if I want to die, I have to die in the camp of the army. Later, we... we have to... Going to the camp, dying in the military camp, and reporting the funeral, His Majesty will know that even if I, Fang Jinglong, die, I will dedicate myself to my duty and spend the last bit of effort for my Ming Dynasty. Only in this way, Your Majesty will miss me Fang Jinglong is so small, if Ji Fan gets into trouble in the future, this... this... can save his life."

   "At this time, you still go?" Liu wiped away tears.

Fang Jinglong smiled wryly, and tried hard to say: "This is fate. I think it was my son who owed it in my previous life. In this life, he came to collect the debt. I have to give my life to him... I guess... this is my sin in my previous life. "

  At this time, he still had the leisure to joke around.

   Mrs. Liu naturally knew what Fang Jinglong was thinking when he was dying.

  What he wants... is the name of utter loyalty.

  Only this loyalty is the greatest guarantee for future generations.

  So, if you want to die, you have to die in another place.

  Mr. Liu remained silent, feeling distressed in her heart, but also knew that the reason why she fell in love with this man was because she knew that he was a man who had the courage to take responsibility and cared for his family.

   No amount of persuasion by myself is useless.

   Mrs. Liu wept, nodded and said, "I'll go with you later."

  Fang Jinglong took the medicine, and only took a short nap. Then, Liu ordered someone to prepare a rattan sedan chair, and Fang Jinglong was helped onto the sedan chair.

  This disease is extremely terrible, especially for Fang Jinglong who is seriously ill. The continuous high fever and continuous vomiting have exhausted all his energy.

The originally burly man is now like a puddle of mud. He has lost dozens of catties. The imperial bullfighting suit that could have supported him is now worn by Fang Jinglong, but he does not have the slightest power. Instead, he looks like a monkey wearing a crown Ridiculous.

  Fang Jinglong was almost paralyzed, leaning on the chair.

   Mrs. Liu was already dressed in military uniform, looking extraordinarily heroic. The rattan sedan chair got up, and she walked to accompany her husband.

   Shaking along the way, Fang Jinglong had to stop a few times, and vomited so desperately that he even wanted to vomit bile. His face was stained with a layer of gold, and he had a particularly sick appearance.

  Finally... arrived at Daying.

  Now, among the guards, after the outbreak of the epidemic, there are wailing everywhere, and the soldiers have already lost their morale.

   I heard that Ping Xihou is here again.

  All the people in the battalion came to greet him one after another.

  Fang Jinglong opened his eyes hard, and looked at the gate, where there were countless officers in various military uniforms.

  He managed to force some smiles.

   Pointing at these people, said: "Go in and talk."

  Only here, his spirit seems to have recovered a little bit, just like returning to the light.

  Everyone looked at Lord Hou with concern.

  A military officer went up and down, his eyes were red: "Master Hou, in the camp, a few fell ill yesterday. Last night, at midnight, Chen Mo fell ill and died."

  Fang Jinglong was silent, he closed his eyes, tears fell down.

  Chen Mo was an old brother who followed him to Guizhou. He started as his guard and was promoted to Qianhu by himself.

   But he, like himself, did not escape after all.

Fang Jinglong smiled wryly: "It's fine if he takes a step first, it's good, he will suffer less... His son is also in the army, so he needs to take good care of him. Originally...cough cough...the old man should take care of his son, but Now... It seems that the old man is not going to be successful either. You... Remember, don't make his son feel wronged. After a while, try to find a way to transfer him back to Beijing... Cough cough... This ghost place will not last long after all. The land... I want to give them the Chen family, and leave a queen."

  The military officer cried and said: "Master Hou..."

  Fang Jinglong waved his hand: "Come into the camp, go and see us old brothers. After seeing them today, I don't know if we will see them tomorrow."

  He tried hard to get off the sedan chair.

   Can't come down.

   Mrs. Liu helped him down, but Fang Jinglong was so limp that he couldn't even support himself, so he was almost hugged by Mrs. Liu.

The military officer scolded: "Master Hou, thanks to your willingness to come, you don't know that none of the officials in Guizhou dare to come to Weili. That dog eunuch, Zhongguan Liu Bao, usually sees him arrogant, They are nowhere to be seen now, and there is also the chief envoy and the commanding envoy, who are all behind closed doors..."

Fang Jinglong tried hard to catch his breath, trying to stop the military officer's complaints, but he tried his best to raise his face, only to find that Liu's tears were falling like rain, his body was almost paralyzed, his head was only hanging on Liu's. On the neck, tears fell on his forehead, Fang Jinglong felt pain in his heart, and muttered: "I have wronged you."

The voice was very low, only Mrs. Liu could hear it clearly. Mrs. Liu tried her best to stop her tears, and smiled at Fang Jinglong. She was originally a 'tough' woman, she was not very feminine, she was quite heroic and ordinary man She didn't have any tiger spirit, but this smile, on her pretty face, was full of coquettishness.

   One step into the camp.

Many people from the camp came out and surrounded Fang Jinglong. Fang Jinglong exerted all his energy and met many familiar faces. On the one hand, he was almost hugged by Mrs. Liu, but no one dared to make fun of him. Everyone was very quiet, only listening to Fang Jinglong's hard-working ravings: "It's Wu Yinglong, old Wu. We had a drink together back then. Unexpectedly, I was sick and you were still so healthy. It's great, it's great."

"Don't be afraid, the disease can't harm real men. It's not like it hasn't happened in the past, but why, there are many people in the guard, aren't they still guarding here for our Ming Dynasty? Among us, there must be someone who is killed. If you catch this disease and die here, more people will survive..."

  Every time he said a word, Liu would repeat it loudly.

"So, what did I say at the beginning, people who come to Guizhou...cough cough...wow..." Fang Jinglong began to retch, and finally recovered: "What did I say, people without sons, don't come to Guizhou , I have to leave a seed for myself before coming back, if those who don’t have wives die here like this, it’s a pity... What a pity.”

As he was talking, his face was flushed suddenly, and his eyes seemed to be frozen: "Jifan, Jifan is here, Jifan, you..." Fang Jinglong burst into tears as if bewitched, Like a woman: "Jifan, what are you doing here? Are you married, the princess? Yes, His Majesty will definitely not marry you. Such a good girl, how could you spoil her? Our Fang family, No virtue... woo woo... I... I... you go, this is a place of right and wrong, go..."

  Everyone was dumbfounded.

  Here...obviously there is no successor.

  But at this moment, Fang Jinglong's throat suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood, and the blood dripped down. He staggered, and the last trace of strength seemed to be drained from his body.

  The whole person's eyes went dark, as if he had lost consciousness, Fang Jinglong's body collapsed in a trance for a while.

  Countless people rushed up, and someone said sadly: "Master Hou..."

   Mrs. Liu was about to collapse, so she hurriedly hugged Fang Jinglong.

   Someone probed Fang Jinglong's breath: "I still have breath, I still have breath, hurry up, help me back, hurry back to recuperate, I can't let Lord Hou come out and walk around... come... come..."

A gleam of coldness flashed through Liu's tearful eyes, she gritted her silver teeth, and said sharply: "I can't take it back, I'm in this camp, if I die, I should die here, this is the last wish of the Marquis, find someone In ordinary barracks, Lord Hou wants to live with the sick and wounded soldiers, go and make room for Lord Hou."

   "This... How is this possible, he is Lord Hou..." Someone looked at Liu Shi with a dumbfounded look.

   Mrs. Liu took a deep breath and calmed down: "This is a military order, anyone who violates it will be executed!"

  ...

   There will be more later, this chapter is not easy to write, and it will be a little slower, I will continue to write, everyone wait.

  (end of this chapter)