Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 639 Victorious

  Zhu Houzhao was taken aback.

  The art of war is naturally his interest. Zhu Houzhao has been thinking about how to lead soldiers to kill people since he was a child. He has studied it for ten years. Even in his dreams, he wants to drink the blood of Hulu.

  He said without hesitation: "My son's art of war is self-taught."

  This is the truth, the most real.

  But Emperor Hongzhi didn't believe it, and his face showed displeasure.

   Ha ha, it is simply nonsense.

   Now, I still dare to boast.

  Has my general taught you the art of war on weekdays? But last time you talked about soldiers, you had a nose, eyes, and reason. After that, the Annan battle is completely under your control. How the Japanese guards will attack, how the enemy will react, how the officers and soldiers of Guizhou will go deep into the enemy's territory, how the Feiqiu battalion How to fight, these seemingly simple things, actually have great knowledge behind them.

  You actually say that you are self-taught, where did you self-taught.

Obviously, Emperor Hongzhi had never read the "Records of Emperor Wu Zong" in the history of the Ming Dynasty, and it was absolutely impossible for him to read it if he had the opportunity. At that time, the decadent Ming army, with a determined command, beat the Tatar iron cavalry in full swing.

  Emperor Hongzhi said in a cold voice: "Up to now, you have not been honest. It is clear that Fang Jifan taught you, but you still want to take the credit for yourself."

   "My son..." Zhu Houzhao didn't like to hear these words. Oh, I dare to love the art of war for more than ten years, all for nothing?

   He wanted to explain.

But Emperor Hongzhi said: "It's really unreasonable. You are a prince and a prince. How can you take credit for yourself? The prince should do the prince's work. The prince should know how to use people first, not greedy for heaven The merit is your own. This is what the ignorant master did, these words, you have to remember."

   "But..." Zhu Houzhao wanted to say something.

  Emperor Hongzhi said bluntly: "Don't worry."

  Emperor Hongzhi was very happy.

   Apart from the fact that my son likes to show off and show off, this battle was really perfect to the extreme.

  He immediately said: "Zhang Qing's family."

Zhang Mao ordered the general to seek captives. He was so excited that he was so moved that he burst into tears. His ancestors were virtuous. Finally, it was my turn to show that I, Lao Zhang, had learned riding and archery for half a lifetime. My father and grandfather also made great contributions, even if they were shrouded in horse leather, they would not disgrace the name of their ancestors. At this time, when His Majesty called him, he was still wandering, thinking in his heart, how to raise three hundred thousand soldiers and horses, how to fight, and how to fight. When my late father was around, he wrote a military book about dealing with the Annan people. I read it carefully when I went back. Within a year, I, Zhang Mao, would rather die in Annan if this Annan man were not beaten out.

   "Zhang Qing's family..." Emperor Hongzhi called again.

  Zhang Mao just came back to his senses, seeing His Majesty calling him, he immediately said happily: "I don't know if Your Majesty has any other orders."

  Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyebrows and said with an overjoyed look: "Tomorrow, Qing will go to the Zuling."

   "What?" Upon hearing the ancestral mausoleum, Zhang Mao's scalp became numb. After being a hero, he is a man who is unwilling to deal with his ancestors every day: "I don't know what the old minister...does there."

"Naturally, I will worship the ancestors on my behalf." Emperor Hongzhi said solemnly: "By the way, to reward the ancestors, the mausoleum of Emperor Wen, we must pay special sacrifices, and tell the late emperor that I am his descendant. I have won many times, but in the end, it is regrettable. Now I will inherit the great rule, inherit his foundation, and follow the example of the first emperor Wen Huang to conquer Annan. In one month, Annan will conquer Annan. I also cherish the kindness of my great Ming, and what I have done is worthy of the descendants of human beings. I hope that the ancestors and ancestors will receive this good news. The heroic spirits in the sky can share the joy with me."

   "What?" Zhang Mao was a little confused.

  Everyone was dumbfounded.

   Annan...has recovered.

  How is this possible? It's only been a month.

   Ma Wensheng felt incredible, and opened his mouth wide, the mouth was bigger than an egg.

In fact, he was very happy. This time, the treasury did not need to pay for the conquest of Annan. It just so happened that the Ministry of War still owes a lot of wages. Together with this account, all the money can be included in the internal funds, so that His Majesty will pay all the money. Yes, not only the six ministries of the cabinet like it, but also the Ministry of war can breathe a sigh of relief.

But…

  Fang Jifan was taken aback.

  In fact, even he himself felt that the progress was a bit fast.

  He still underestimated the suddenness and results of the trinity of the navy and air force.

  The emergence of a new form of warfare is bound to have a strong impact on those who adhere to the old warfare.

  But no matter what, winning is winning.

  Fang Jifan suddenly became elated, look, I, Fang Jifan...

Zhu Houzhao was reprimanded by Emperor Hongzhi just now, and he shrugged his head. Hearing this, he was still kneeling weakly on the spot just now. Suddenly, even kneeling, he seemed energetic, and his body stood up straight. He's a bit shorter, but his aura is as if he's overlooking the crowd, and he kneels down to give a glimpse of the smallness of all beings.

  Zhang Mao's expression was struggling.

  It means...the three hundred thousand troops are gone?

   General Zhenglu is gone?

Dare to love me, Lao Zhang, in my twilight years, I will not be able to keep up with it in this life, right? Grandfather, right?

   "..."

  Emperor Hongzhi, on the other hand, was beaming, energetic, and very excited. He glanced at Ruan Van out of the corner of his eye, and now he finally understood that Ruan Van was a different person.

  Emperor Hongzhi said excitedly: "This son-in-law of mine is proficient in the art of war. He is really rare. I have always been optimistic about him. The Fang family is indeed loyal and good from generation to generation. It has always been the humerus of the Ming Dynasty. It is indeed a pillar of the country."

   A loud exaggeration.

  Zhu Houzhao was a little unhappy, but he had nothing to say, he was too lazy to care about it, hmph, I just know that I am very good.

   Zhang Mao was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.

  My Zhang family...isn't it also loyal and good from generation to generation, isn't it also the humerus of the Ming emperors other than myself, is it the foundation of the Zhu Kingdom? But my old Zhang, why do I go to worship the ancestors every day? Hey, I will go to the ancestral temple tomorrow. Let's communicate with the ancestors of the past generations and let them judge.

  Fang Jifan was praised by Emperor Hongzhi, especially when the Emperor Hongzhi said that he was his son-in-law, he deliberately emphasized his tone. Fang Jifan hurriedly said: "I dare not, it is all thanks to His Highness and the soldiers of the three armies."

  Emperor Hongzhi said solemnly: "It should be Qing's credit, it is Qing's credit. When did your Fang Qing family be so humble?"

Fang Jifan said in his heart, since His Majesty has said this, then the minister is not humble, yes, it is the minister, the man who is unique in ten thousand... the man with both virtue and art, with a green pine-like appearance all over his body. Quality, not taking credit, not being proud, is indispensable, and being so upright. So, is His Majesty satisfied? Not satisfied, I still have 3,000 words to say.

  Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but said: "Father, can you show this battle report to my son?"

  His claws are scratching his heart, Zhu Houzhao is a relatively pure person after all, he is more concerned about whether the result of this war is as he planned.

Emperor Hongzhi was in a good mood now, Long Yan was very happy, and he handed over the battle report to the **** beside him. The **** hurriedly sent the battle report to Zhu Houzhao. Whether it was Zhang Mao or Ma Wensheng, both stretched their necks. Although sometimes, it is inevitable to have sour emotions, but they still hope that after seeing the battle, Fang Jifan also leaned his head over, with four or five pairs of eyes staring at the battle report. Can't take my eyes off it.

Ma Wensheng was behind him, tsk-tutting in amazement: "It's really admirable. This Japanese guard, who ran for thousands of miles, was able to take Qinghua in one day and wipe out thousands of thieves. It's really rare. No wonder they can sweep the Japanese pirates. it is good."

  Zhang Mao couldn't help but praise and whispered.

  Zhu Houzhao's eyebrows were beaming. Seeing that this was all done according to his and Fang Jifan's plan, he was filled with emotion, but his eyes were filled with mist, and he felt very emotional. Bengong...this ability is really not in vain.

  Fang Jifan squinted his eyes and saw that everyone praised him.

   Isn’t it true that people in this world judge heroes by their results.

  Win so beautifully, if you don't praise it fiercely, how can you appear to have a unique insight.

  Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but beam with joy, and wanted to praise him.

But I heard Fang Jifan say at this time: "Hey, **** Tang Yin, this bad guy, he is going to die of anger as a teacher, no, no, I won't go to Annan to beat him to death as a teacher, he will sleep at night Not feeling well."

   "..." Everyone was dumbfounded.

   Thought I heard wrong.

   They looked at Fang Jifan one after another, but they saw Fang Jifan was heartbroken.

Fang Jifan yelled: "This guy is too hasty to attack. He clearly can attack at dawn, but he uses troops at noon. Hey, it's really ridiculous and shameful. I didn't say anything earlier. I hate him the most. .”

   "..."

  Zhang Mao's heart is broken.

  Fang Jifan, you are enough, you, if you continue to scold me like this, does this make me, an old guy who has worshiped my ancestors for half my life, still have the face to live in this world?

Fang Jifan scolded again: "There is also this fellow Qi Jingtong, who insisted on worshiping me as a teacher at the beginning. I knew he was a fool. If he hadn't really lost face and was kind-hearted, I couldn't bear to see him crying bitterly. You see Look, sure enough, he could lead soldiers to outflank the left flank, but he just led them straight in, how could he know how to use soldiers, what a shit, if he dares not come back to Beijing, if he returns to Beijing, I will beat him to death."

   Ma Wensheng's face was dark.

  He always felt that Fang Jifan was acting as a way for the monk to scold the bald donkey, and it was definitely on purpose.

  …

  Chapter 5 is delivered, I am ashamed, I was sick some time ago, after recovering, I was lazy and wanted to sleep all day long, and I barely recovered today. Friends, tell the tiger quickly, whether the tiger is good or not, feel your own conscience and shout, do you want to support it.

  (end of this chapter)