The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son - Chapter 1203

[1203. Chapter 1148: Murder and Heartbreaking]

Emperor Hongzhi laughed and glanced at Fang Jifan.

This guy…

But he just smacked his lips and said with a straight face: “There are some things that can be seen through but not revealed; they can be understood but cannot be expressed in words. Keep your mouth shut.”

“Yeah…” Fang Jifan looked aggrieved. Honesty…could it be wrong?

Soon, the food was served. Although the Tatars also use iron pots to cook, they have to say that they are still very unique. Cooking is a delicate job, but they are still rough.

The meat was cut a bit too big, which was not only a waste of ingredients, but also tasteless. There was too much salt, and while eating…

Emperor Hongzhi ate it with a smile on his face. Although it tasted like nothing, he was very conscious of his guests.

Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao had no choice but to keep smiling.

This made Zhu Dachang laugh heartily: “If it tastes good, eat more.”

“Oh.” Zhu Houzhao shook his head: “If it doesn’t taste good, can you not eat it?” Zhu

Dachang thought he was joking: “The rules of our Tatars “If a guest comes and doesn’t drink enough wine or eat enough meat, it means that the host has not treated the guest well and will definitely not let the guest out of the tent.”

Zhu Houzhao hurriedly lowered his head, said it was delicious, and continued to hold the huge meal. The meat is eaten in one bite.

Fang Jifan held meat between his hands and kept stuffing it into Wang Shouren’s bowl: “Bo’an, when you are growing, you need more meat. Among the disciples, you are not young, but you are too short. You are so thin. I feel sorry for you. Come on, eat.”

Wang Shouren was silent and ate the meat without saying anything.

After dinner, everyone sat down, and Emperor Hongzhi stood up: “I have bought all your cattle and sheep. From now on… live a good life. You are right, no matter what Tatars or Hans, they will be the same.” Eating grains is nothing more than… just wanting to live a good life. You will live a good life, as long as you are willing to work hard and raise more cattle and sheep.”

Zhu Dachang scratched his head. He felt that this old man spoke sourly, and you came to buy cattle. Sheep, I sell cattle and sheep, why do I talk so convolutedly?

He laughed dryly: “Yes.”

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

Zhu Dachang shook his head: “Never seen such gods. Not mortals can easily see them. “Arrived.”

Emperor Hongzhi smiled: “Yes, gods are not easy to see. I heard that in other places, gods come down from the sky to bless mortals, or bring them out of the sea of suffering. But. … In the Ming Dynasty, or in your place, the gods are not like this. Here, the gods were just mortal bodies at the beginning, but they achieved great achievements and were remembered and believed by people. In the end, people will Such people are brought into the temple and become either literary saints, martial saints, or gods. According to my opinion, the former gods are illusory and just bragging to control people’s hearts. But it is what people want…”

Emperor Hongzhi glanced at Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao couldn’t help but interjected: “It’s just too ugly. He can be more handsome.” Zhu Dachang

looked unhappy after hearing this: “Gods are like this, why should they be handsome? What’s the use of being handsome? You Han people are just like this.” I know these useless things.”

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

Emperor Hongzhi was about to leave.

But at this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside.

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

After Zhu Dachang heard this, he became excited and responded in Tatar. Then he went to the edge of the tent and took down a pair of bows and arrows.

His sudden movement made Wang Shouren on guard.

But then, Zhu Dachang turned around and glanced at Emperor Hongzhi: “I have something important to do and I have to leave first. If I can’t entertain him wholeheartedly, I will die.” After saying that, he followed the Tatar and left.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned and couldn’t help but said: “What are they going to do? Come and ask.”

Zhu Houzhao said from the side: “No need to ask, father, I understand Tatar. What they said is that there is a group of people from Liaodong. The Jurchen thieves are here to rob the merchants’ goods again, and they are going to hunt them down.”

“Jurchens…” Emperor Hongzhi thought of something.

A few days ago, the factory guards indeed reported that with the arrival of a large number of Tatars, they began to trade with the Ming Dynasty in the Jiubian area. Coupled with the connection of trade routes, the Tatar tribe put down their swords and chose to simply Grazing and digging mines, this caused a group of Jurchens in Liaodong to covet it.

As a result, many Haixi Jurchens, Haidong Jurchens and Jianzhou Jurchens migrated here one after another to make a living by robbing caravans.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned: “Let’s go out and take a look.”

After leaving the big tent, he heard the sound of horns. Many Tatars and some Han people who had lived here for a long time were filled with indignation.

Obviously, many people hated these Jurchens so much that they searched for their own horses, carrying bows and arrows. The quivers on their waists were filled with arrows, and the flying horses kicked up dust. Dozens of people were A team roared towards the depths of the desert.

Throughout the settlement, people and horses neighed, and some Han officials banged their clappers and shouted: “Wu Ji’s caravan was just attacked forty miles to the north. Two people were killed. The government issued a reward for their arrest. If you take down these thieves, the government will reward you.”

In the gathering place, dust was flying in the air for a moment. Emperor Hongzhi saw Zhu Dachang, who had jumped on his horse. His son, as happy as the New Year, held a pot of bows and arrows for him. Zhu Dachang rode on the horse, leaned over and touched his son’s head, and babbled a few words, as if to tell him to get lost. The child then jumped back to the tent and ran into his mother’s arms. Zhu Dachang had already He let go of the reins and galloped away.

Emperor Hongzhi’s face was covered with dust and he coughed.

Zhu Houzhao also wanted to follow him excitedly, but when he saw his father, he looked trembling and stood aside obediently.

Emperor Hongzhi said: “It was Wu Ji Trading Company that was plundered. Why are these Tatars so angry?”

Fang Jifan thought for a moment: “When people get along with each other for a long time, they develop empathy. Wu Ji Trading Company must come here often.” For the Tatars, the trading houses purchased a large amount of their goods and were their benefactors. Besides, didn’t the government also offer rewards?”

Emperor Hongzhi sighed: “In my opinion, these Tatars are , I am of the same mind as the Ming Dynasty.”

Liu Jian said, “Your Majesty, it’s getting late. Shouldn’t it be time to go back to Datong?

” Emperor Hongzhi said with a worried look on his face. I hope Dachang comes back. He may be in danger if he leaves like this. After all, I have eaten his food and accepted his hospitality.”

He said and waited here quietly.

Seeing that Emperor Hongzhi and others were not leaving, Zhu Dachang’s mother-in-law invited them to sit in the tent again.

After waiting for more than three hours, the sky was already glowing and the sun was dim. In the distance, the sound of horse hooves could be heard. The sound of horse hooves came from far and near, and there were hundreds of men on horseback flying in. Back.

They all looked tired, and seven or eight people with money braids on their backs were tied like rice dumplings to the horse.

Zhu Dachang was also among the crowd.

Many people gathered around and cheered.

A Han man got off his horse, his face glowing: “How lucky you are, these damn horse thieves were reluctant to part with their goods, and we caught up with them, damn…”

As he said this, he dragged one of the men with money braids. Dismount.

Zhu Dachang also looked very happy. He took out his dagger and said in a ferocious voice: “I hate thieves the most. We Tatars are like Han people. We washed our hands in the golden basin, but you still come to rob. If you encounter us thieves ancestors, you are not counted.” Bad luck.”

The horse thief was already bruised and swollen, speaking words that no one could understand, and was dragged to the open space. He seemed to be yelling something.

The onlookers gnashed their teeth, and Emperor Hongzhi and others studied the appearance of the horse thief.

Zhu Dachang stomped him to the ground and pulled up his braid, forcing him to raise his neck. As soon as he spoke, the dagger in Zhu Dachang’s hand had already passed through a ray of silver light under the setting sun. The dagger The blade of his sword slashed under the Jurchen horse thief’s neck.

Emperor Hongzhi’s face turned green when he saw it. He didn’t notice that the violence came so quickly.

The horse thief’s body straightened up, as if he was twitching, and then a blood line suddenly appeared on his neck. Blood gradually oozed out of this blood line, but the next moment, the blood that poured out suddenly tore the line. A knife edge sprayed out like a shaggy head. The horse thief was still holding his braid and raising his head, wailing in his mouth. In the end, the blood flowed down like a waterfall, soaking the earth, and his whole person… In an instant, there was no more breathing.

Zhu Dachang threw him to the ground, and his flesh trembled.

When the other Jurchen horse thieves saw this, they were dragged out and started wailing, as if begging for mercy.

At this time, someone stood out from the crowd, but it was someone from the government who came, shouting: “Leave a few alive, and ask about the whereabouts of other comrades and who captured them, ah, one person died here.” , we agreed in advance that the reward will be halved for those who die… Come and clean up…”

It seems… the people here are accustomed to this, and those horse thieves were taken away directly by the officials.

Zhu Dachang returned to the tent, wiped the blood with a rag, and grinned, showing his blackened teeth: “The distinguished guest hasn’t left yet. It’s great. I was so neglectful just now. Come, let’s drink. I’m lucky today. I’ll do it with my own hands.” We caught a horse thief. These horse thieves have been very rampant recently. If we don’t show them any color, who will dare to come out to trade in the future? This will cut off the livelihood of us Tatars. In the future, I will have to pay off the mortgage. Well, it doesn’t matter if I lose a penny every month, huh, if I don’t kill them, I’ll drink the northwest wind? I don’t want to go back to the days when I was full and hungry.”

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Chapter 3 is delivered, and I go to bed. .

(End of chapter)