The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son - Chapter 1594

[1594. Chapter 1515 Good news]

followed, but Prince Suleiman’s face was solemn: “Your Majesty, the little king received an express report from the country last night. It is extremely urgent news. The father is seriously ill, and the king is urgently urged to return to the country immediately. “

After Prince Suleiman said this, Emperor Hongzhi seemed quite stunned, because the news was so sudden that Emperor Hongzhi couldn’t help but wonder if it was an excuse.

But Fang Jifan didn’t look surprised.

Because in history, Prince Suleiman inherited the throne roughly around this time.

The timing of this news is completely consistent with history.

Emperor Hongzhi naturally would not express his inner thoughts, and showed a gentle look on his face: “In this case, it is inconvenient for me to keep you here. I have heard some anecdotes about you in the capital. It is said that you are fond of Confucianism. , and also hoped that I would appoint some Confucian scholars to go to the Ottomans. I followed the advice of Fang Qing’s family and sent these two thousand Confucian scholars in advance. Now that you heard that your father is seriously ill, you are very anxious. Otherwise, you will set off tomorrow. I will prepare chariots, horses and guards for you. Fortunately, since the Tatars surrendered to the Ming Dynasty, the journey west has gone smoothly. The chariots and horses of the Ming Dynasty can travel dozens of miles a day. Although this journey is thousands of miles away, it is difficult to come here. It will be enough for you to return safely.”

Prince Suleiman actually heard many rumors about Emperor Hongzhi from the Confucians.

For example…the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty favored treacherous ministers, for example…he changed the laws of his ancestors.

But… when Suleiman saw Emperor Hongzhi acting like this, he thought to himself that even if he was not a good emperor, he was still a good person.

It’s just that…a good monarch and a good person have always been at odds with each other. This was often the case in the history of the Ottomans and the Ming Dynasty.

He took a deep look at Emperor Hongzhi, and then bowed politely and deeply: “Thank you for your generous gift. I will definitely repay you in the future. As for trade, Osman will welcome any caravan from the Ming Dynasty.”

As he said that, he seemed to Still anxious to deal with matters before leaving, he had to leave.

Emperor Hongzhi said with a smile: “Jifan, you can send him off tomorrow.”

Fang Jifan nodded.

Early the next morning.

The convoy of the Ottoman Prince has been prepared. Five hundred elite guards, plus several Ottoman retinues, arrived at the inn in a mighty manner.

Suleiman’s eyes were very dark. In fact, he had not slept all night, planning how to stabilize the Ottoman country after his father became seriously ill.

Fang Jifan sent him off according to the order and saluted Suleiman respectively. Fang Jifan said: “Brother Su Xian, we are destined to meet again. I am surprised to hear that your father is seriously ill. Please express my condolences.”

Suleiman, however, seemed very calm. He said: “People have Through life, old age, illness and death, my father is just receiving the call from heaven. When he reaches heaven, he will have endless wealth. This time, it is thanks to the Duke of Qi…”

“Don’t call him Duke of Qi.” Fang Jifan patted him on the shoulder, as if he was close to an elder. His attitude: “You should call me brother.”

This is already a great deal of face for this great emperor in history. Most people, Fang Jifan would be called uncle or grandfather.

Seeing Fang Jifan’s intimacy, Suleiman was also solemn and bowed to Fang Jifan: “Thank you Brother Fang. Brother Fang’s kindness will be unforgettable forever. I hope that I, Osman, can be with the Ming Dynasty like you and I are brothers, and we will always be friends with the Qin and Jin Dynasties.” , From now on, it is like a country of brothers.”

Fang Jifan couldn’t help but vomit in his heart, Qin and Jin were so good… Later, the Qin State was almost beaten to a limp by the Jin State. What kind of book did this Prince Suleiman read?

Fang Jifan said: “Although the world is big, we are destined to meet again.”

Suleiman clasped his fists and said, “Please take care of it.”

Suleiman did not get on the car, but he rode skillfully on the horse, leading the mighty carriages and horses to greet him. Morning glow, heading west.

………

a month later.

Yumen Pass.

Along the Hexi Corridor, when you arrive here, you can’t help but feel the yellow sand hitting your face.

Compared with the comfortable and prosperous capital. This place… is really different.

“Water… water is here…”

A soldier carried several large water bags and hurriedly entered the overcrowded post station.

This inn is newly built.

After the Ming Dynasty regained control of the Hexi Corridor, it began to station troops and horses on the line from Yumen Pass to Lanzhou. The originally abandoned Yumen Pass was also reactivated. This post was built after countless efforts.

Usually almost no one comes here.

But all of a sudden, a huge motorcade came.

More than two thousand people, plus the soldiers escorting them, were so majestic that they seemed to cover the sky and the sun.

As soon as I heard the water was coming.

The scholars, who were either lying on the ground or leaning against the wall, chirped and hummed, suddenly cheered up.

The eyes were excited and the crowds were surging.

“Water, where is the water…”

“Ahem…let me take a sip first…”

“Sir, do you have to rely on your old age to show off your old age?”

In some places, water is more precious than gold. For this sip of water, I almost died. The stampede.

Chen Jingye was pushed away by others in the crowd. He was already disgraced, and he still had the grace of a great scholar.

He wanted to rush forward, but was pushed away by a few younger and stronger people.

Chen Jingye coughed, coughing desperately. Since arriving at the Hexi Corridor, almost everyone felt that their throats were so dry that they felt like they were on fire.

After a heartbreaking cough, he held his body up, with resentment in his eyes, and said with a thump on his chest and feet: “Why is it like this? Why is it like this? We are in trouble here now. We should be in the same boat and be a community.” Times are tough. We are still thousands of miles away from Osman. God knows what will happen ahead and what will happen tomorrow. You don’t know, and neither do I. If we don’t unite as one, we will all die in the future. Get out of the way…”

The Confucian scholars hesitated and looked at Chen Jingye silently.

Chen Jingye stood out from the crowd, grabbed the soldier’s water bag, shook it, and heard the wonderful sound of the sweet spring swaying inside.

Chen Jingye bared his teeth and cracked his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: “We are scholars, scholars… When heaven assigns great responsibilities to these people, they must first work hard on their minds, work their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies… What is this? It’s just… It’s just water. How dare we, gentlemen, sacrifice all our grace for this mere drinking water? Tell me, tell me!”

All the Confucian scholars said: “…”

Chen Jingye laughed: “Haha… drink water, drink water… What’s the use of drinking this water? There is a sweet spring in the book. This water… doesn’t matter if you don’t drink it!”

He stamped his feet, then slammed the water bag on the ground.

Bang…

the water bag was thrown to the ground, and the transparent and clear sweet spring burst out from the mouth of the water bag.

The water flow mixed with the sand, making the land suddenly moist.

“…”

Then there was…silence.

Everyone was silent.

They looked at Chen Jingye silently.

At this moment, Chen Jingye felt like waves were rolling in his chest, and with an awe-inspiring look on his face, he put his hands behind his back and opened his mouth and said: “The Master said…”

At this point, someone suddenly interrupted Chen Jingye.

“Chen, you don’t need to drink water, but you smashed everyone’s water. What are you teaching us to drink?”

“There is no water to drink today. This old dog…”

“Kill this dog.”

He was still slow just now. The Confucian scholars, stimulated by these voices, suddenly became excited and swarmed forward.

The solemn look on Chen Jingye’s face gradually disappeared, replaced by fear and surprise.

I saw countless people rushing towards him with anger, and then surrounded Chen Jingye in an airtight manner, and then there was a fist fight. Not long after, Chen Jingye’s lung-breaking wails were heard.

…

In a chaotic and rough scene, the accompanying guards used all their strength to drag Chen Jingye out with great difficulty.

Chen Jingye’s body was completely bruised at this moment. He tried hard to open his eyes wide, but unfortunately, his eyes, which were as swollen as kiwi fruits, could not open even a little bit.

He was slurping, and the guards were giving him water.

After drinking water, he suddenly became more energetic, as if his body had finally gained some strength.

A medical doctor treated his injury and said: “After we leave Yumen Pass, I can’t accompany you. Sir, you are injured. You should take care of yourself on this journey. I will prepare some medicine for you… Oh, and…”

The medical doctor took out a book very seriously, looked at it, and said: “You are Mr. Chen Jingye, right? My master mentioned you and said that he has been admiring you for a long time and has always wanted to make a friend with you. Mr. Chen has a My son’s name is Chen Jianning. He has already enrolled in school. Don’t get me wrong. Master doesn’t mean to threaten you, but… he always knew that your husband has great talents and will definitely become Suleiman’s minister in the future. Master here has a letter, Mr. Chen can read it now or after he leaves Yumen Pass. Remember, this letter is written by Master. Mr. Chen might as well read it. “

“You…” Who is your master…”

Chen Jingye still looked weak. When he spoke, his mouth was leaking, but his front teeth were knocked out, so he asked with difficulty.

“Qi Guo Gong…”

Qi Guo Gong…

At this moment, although Chen Jingye was covered in bruises and was in severe pain, he could not help but tremble when he heard these three names.

This… this piece of shit, he… what on earth does he want to do.

Isn’t it enough that he harmed me? If it weren’t for him, why would it be like this?

At this moment, Chen Jingye wanted to jump up and yell.

Unfortunately, at this time, he had already lost the strength to move.

The medical doctor finished explaining the matter, turned around and left without saying anything more.

What remained in Chen Jingye’s arms was a letter.

………

In the cabinet in the capital.

Liu Jian had no temper at all regarding the Confucian scholar’s return to the West.

This was the first time he had seen such a gameplay, and he was really amazed.

It’s just…doing this, are you afraid of the scholars…

Oh, by the way, Liu Jian seems to have forgotten that at this moment, almost all the scholars who led the discussion have been caught, and few seem to have slipped through the net. Of course…well…naturally…there won’t be many scholars in Qingyi.

“Report, report…”

But at this moment, a clerk walked in quickly and gasped: “Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu… there is an urgent message from Xishan… His Royal Highness… said that he wanted to report the good news.”

(This chapter over)