The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son - Chapter 1201

[1201. Chapter 1146 A good man Fang fell from the sky]

This Tatar man led Emperor Hongzhi and others to a simple residence. The smell of horse manure was stronger here. In the distance, a large number of cattle and horses were surrounded by a circle. There are dozens or hundreds of them.

He showed it to 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 livestock power for plowing and driving.

Emperor Hongzhi stood outside the circle with his hands behind his back, waving to Fang Jifan. Fang Jifan stepped forward and said, “What do you want me to do, sir?”

Emperor Hongzhi said calmly: “Look, the cattle and horses raised by the Tatars are still so strong. This is really true of them. I’m a little worried about my innate ability.”

Fang Jifan smiled. This is the truth. The Han people also built pastures in the desert, but the cattle and horses they raised were inferior. God knows here. Damn, what’s the trick?

Fang Jifan asked: “What are you worried about, Your Majesty?”

“In the future, maybe these Tatars will be a serious concern of our Ming Dynasty.” Emperor Hongzhi said: “But if the Tatars are massacred, what will happen? In ten years In twenty years, new tribes will come to settle here. In our central country, there will always be an endless supply of enemies from Mobei. Just like this weed, if the Xiongnu is gone, Xianbei will come, and if Xianbei is gone, then Xianbei will come. There are Turks again, and when the Turks left, they were the Khitans, Jurchens and Mongols.”

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

Fang Jifan said: “Your Majesty has ordered your ministers to explore the lands outside the customs. You should do your best.”

“I hope so.” Emperor Hongzhi glanced sideways at the strong and sturdy Tatar. This guy had a rough look on his face. , looks… a bit ugly, ugly people are more scary.

The Tatar seemed happy to see Emperor Hongzhi, and came forward: “How about it, it’s cheap… very cheap…”

“I have to take another look.” Emperor Hongzhi looked at him with a smile: ” Can you speak Chinese? Where did you learn it?”

The Tatar said: “I… just learn from them.”

Emperor Hongzhi nodded: “What is your name?”

The Tatar said: “My surname is .

Wish you great luck!”

Emperor Hongzhi: “…”

The corner of Liu Jian’s mouth twitched angrily.

Zhu Houzhao laughed heartlessly.

When Emperor Hongzhi understood that this was not Zhu, but Zhu, his expression softened a little.

Unexpectedly, this person actually has a Chinese name.

As for his Tatar name, it is not known.

No one would remember it anyway.

However…

Fang Jifan coughed nearby and said softly to Emperor Hongzhi: “Your Majesty, this is what the barbarians are like. Once our Central Plains dynasty becomes powerful, they will naturally admire us, just like when the Han Dynasty was around, countless foreigners gave themselves Han names. However, most of the surnames were Liu; by the time of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, there were countless Tatars with the surname Li. When registering their Chinese names, they all claimed that their surname was Zhu. It was because of people’s dissuasion that the country’s surnames were not spread all over the country. Therefore, many Tatars now claim that their surname is Zhu or Zhu.”

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhu Dachang thoughtfully. , his expression softened a lot.

Zhu Dachang then said with a smile: “Why don’t you come to my…my tent to talk in detail, not far away, there…it’s noon, I’ll treat you to dinner.”

Emperor Hongzhi clasped his hands behind his back and said with great interest: “Okay, You might as well go take 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 stupidly, but then said, “But it will be fine soon.” I…I bought a house, such a high building…” He gestured with his hands to describe how tall it looked: “Three bedrooms and two living rooms, a good house in Xishan. Mr. Fang is willing to give us a loan. I sold it. Seventy cows and horses, with a down payment, are not far away. They can graze during the week and live there during the winter. They can be sheltered from the wind and sand and are clean…” His proud face turned red: “It’s warm inside, but it’s a pity. …The house has not been handed over yet, it was said…it was said to be at the end of this year.”

Emperor Hongzhi: “…”

He looked at Fang ‘Shan Ren’!

Fang Jifan suddenly showed a look of pride on his face. He was able to bring friendship from a Han to his Tatar friends, which made him feel a spontaneous joy. Tatar friends were still so heroic that they never looked at buying a house. The total price only depends on the down payment, without even looking at the house. The money was delivered without blinking an eye. The most important thing is that they are not like those damn princes and nobles who bought the house and cursed them all day long. .

Zhu Dachang said, rolled up the tent curtain, opened it, and Emperor Hongzhi ducked in.

There was a woman and a child inside.

It seemed that they were used to having guests, so the child obediently carried his book bag and ran away.

The woman went to the kitchen tent to prepare refreshments.

Zhu Dachang sat cross-legged directly on the ground.

Emperor Hongzhi was not polite and followed suit.

When the woman poured the tea, Emperor Hongzhi looked at the thick liquid in the cup and frowned.

When Liu Jian saw this, he quickly took a sip first. Suddenly, his face turned red and he looked like he was in pain.

“This…is this wine?”

Zhu Dachang said: “Milk wine, I’m not used to it at first. The more you drink, the better it becomes.”

The frightened Emperor Hongzhi and Fang Jifan hurriedly put down their cups, and only Zhu Houzhao drank it all in one gulp. Mouth: “It’s too bland, I’ll treat you to something strong next time.”

Emperor Hongzhi glared at Zhu Houzhao, but Zhu Houzhao didn’t seem to care at all.

But Zhu Dachang stood up at this moment. It turned out that there was a shrine inside the tent. In the shrine, there were actually two statues of gods enshrined. Both of these statues had green faces and fangs, similar to the angry-eyed Vajra God. He was muttering something in his mouth, With a pious look on his face, he sat back down after praying.

Zhu Houzhao was happy when he saw the ugly statue of the god: “Who is this being enshrined for?”

“This is the God of War and Wealth that the wise say, it can give us blessings.” Zhu Dachang pointed to the left side which was uglier than his own. The wooden statue said: “This is called Zhu Houzhao, and he is the prince of the Ming Dynasty. He is a god descending to earth. Wherever he passes, he can give courage to the earth. He has an immortal body. His soul communicates with heaven and enables people to obtain Courage.”

Zhu Houzhao stopped laughing. He stared at the dark-faced, green-toothed ‘monster’ and was speechless.

Zhu Dachang pointed to another wooden statue and said piously: “This one is even more powerful. This is called Fang Jiji…”

Fang Jifan said: “Fang Jifan?”

“Yes, Fang Jiji…” Zhu Dachang’s Chinese pronunciation was very awkward. Yes, but he seemed very serious: “Fang Jiji is a kind spirit. This is what the wise people say. He can eliminate plague from the desert, bring us countless wealth, and make our cattle and sheep fat.” , As long as we make him happy, we Tatars will be safe and happy.”

Zhu Dachang sighed: “Fang Jiji is the kindest one among the gods. He never spreads plagues and cannot bear to see diseases and diseases. Killing.”

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

There was an unspeakable embarrassment in the tent.

These Tatars believe in shamans and believe that all things have animism. At the same time, they respect the strong and believe in whoever is strong.

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 the previously stable rear was gone. As long as they had delusions, The Ming Dynasty’s cavalry still dealt them a heavy blow.

At first, 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 following 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 mining, some… When they went to rebuild the ranch, they found that by settling down like this, they could actually get money. With the money, they could buy salt, pig iron and all the things they could not imagine before.

Yanda Khan is dead.

According to the rules in the desert, when a strong man falls, there will be countless attacks and killings, and there will be countless fights and feuds between various tribes, until a new strong man emerges. The leader slowly rises to reunify the desert.

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

As for Fang Dashan, this is actually because when living in the desert, the Tatars found that everything they did was closely related to Fang Dashan. Fang Dashan actually borrowed money from Tatars. You know, Tatars Previously, Tatars rarely had the concept of borrowing money. In the minds of Tatars, anyone who is willing to lend money to them must be a great good person.

Emperor Hongzhi was silent for a long time and suddenly said: “But they are Han people.”

Zhu Dachang was happy: “They are not Han people, they are gods. Gods in the sky do not distinguish between races. They are appointed by Changshengtian. , the messenger who quells the killing,”

he began to mutter with piety.

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

Emperor Hongzhi deliberately did not look at the shrine, but asked: “Why…do you believe in them?”

Zhu Dachang grinned and said happily: “Because this is the best time for us Tatars to live. In the past, that Yanda Khan, he unified the desert and claimed to be a descendant of the Golden Family, but so what? I am a Tatar. My fathers and grandfathers and I followed them to fight, and countless people around us died in battle. What did we get in exchange? “

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

(End of chapter)