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Chapter 177: The tiger-headed master Zhang Maogong, there is a reason for the grace and glory(1/2)

The young master had no idea that he now had the title of "a true gentleman who is righteous and righteous."

He now looked at his eldest father's strong, strong, visual impact and explosive latissimus dorsi in the mist.

Then he tried hard to knock, hammer, slap, and hit his father's back... The old housekeeper Zhou was watching pitifully.

The young master wants to show his filial piety and steal his job. What can Old Zhou say?

"Hahahaha...Crazy Hu'er, go over and let the boy from the Zhou family make you beat! The eldest father gave it to Lao Zhou."

Lao Zhang was full of energy while speaking, and he was like a bell beating a drum, with the breath of golden swords and iron horses.

Looking at the pitiful Lao Zhou who was bowing, Zhang Lun responded with a smile and then lay down on the massage table next door.

Butler Xiao Zhou quickly stepped forward and began to help his young master use Professor Chen's technique to press and relax.

Seeing the successful arrest and trial of the rich and noble family members in the capital, Lao Zhang handed the matter back to his deputy.

Lao Zhang used to know this prescription, but it is suitable for children rather than the elderly.

Old Zhang could see this at a glance, so he couldn't use it himself, so he let the old soldiers give it to Zhang Lun.

But after Chen Zhoutong, who is familiar with pharmacology, he can also use this prescription for strengthening muscles and bones.

After getting off the job, Lao Zhang came to the village to see his grandson.

By the way, I took a good bath and felt comfortable, after all, I had been busy all night.

Zhang Lun, who took a bath with his father for the first time, widened his eyes when Old Zhang took off his armor and underwear and came in with a big felt!

That was really stunned and full of tragic thoughts!

My eldest father’s figure is simply too explosive!

This body has a strong muscle group, this smooth and beautiful muscle lines, and this explosive and concave and convex block...

Even if it is not inferior to Dwayne Johnson's strong figure in "Fast and Furious"!

Zhang Lun suddenly thought of a report he had read, describing the strong muscles of an elderly man in Chengdu...

However, even the old man was incomparable to his eldest father's muscles.

"Boy! Always look at what my father is doing!" Old Zhang, who was as fierce as a tiger, looked at his grandson stupidly and couldn't help but smile.

He laughed and scolded and gave it to the back of his grandson's head, and slapped it in the face.

Zhang Lun was woken up by this slap and smiled embarrassedly: "The grandson didn't expect that his eldest father was over 60 years old and was still so strong..."

The old Zhang, who was as shaped like a bear, smiled proudly, and showed off his strong flesh before lying into the pool.

Butler Old Zhou led Xiao Zhou in at this time, bowed and explained to Zhang Lun with a smile.

You don’t know, my husband, back then, was the ninth-year-old leader who followed Xianzong to hunt in the West Garden.

In the ninth year of Chenghua, Xianzong inspected the three shots of our grandfather. Xianzong was very happy! He first gave the gold belt and then gave the command of the General Office of the Central Army.

He also entered the five military camps, and the Duke of the State did not allow him to resign.

Our old Zhang family is a martial arts family. Since the young master was 16 years old, he has always picked up the eighty-pound test stones in our mansion.

The three-stone hard bow at home can be fully opened, and the 30-pound long sword can be worn on it for more than half an hour.

"My little master, do you think Xianzong was appointed as the governor of the Central Army just because his husband rode and shot well and took charge of the fifth military camps?!"

When Zhang Lun heard this, he immediately realized that things were not that simple.

Later generations of the Qing Dynasty destroyed many relevant Ming Dynasty classics in the name of studying history, which led to many things being difficult to explain clearly.

"In the second year of Tianshun, I am about seventeen years old! I beg to go to Tumu Fort to worship the ancestor, Emperor Xu..."

Zhang Mao seemed to be trapped in memories, his voice a little misty: "In front of the sacrifice, more than a hundred Tatar cavalry came..."

"I have not retreated, and I have led a team of 300 people to attack the front! I have killed eight people in the formation! This battle beheaded at level 13, and the rest scattered!"

As soon as he said this, Zhang Lun couldn't help but hiss and sucked the cold air. Damn it!

The Tatar cavalry are not those of the mountain men and dogs in Fusang.

That was the great empire that could have besieged the most elite troops of the Ming Dynasty in Tumu Fort and plagued the frontier many times.

At the age of seventeen, he could kill eight of them, which was definitely a great god-level bravery!

Wang Yue's old guy Ning Haizi defeated the Tatars with more than 20,000 troops in one battle, and he got a Vining Bo edict.

The 300-man team of his father directly attacked more than a hundred Tatar cavalry, and also killed eight of them, beheading the remaining thirteenth level...

"Tumu Fort was a thorn in His Majesty Yingzong's heart, so this matter was pressed without any indication."

But when he saw Mr. Zhou rubbing his back and massage his master, he sighed.

Thinking about it, Lao Zhang led 300 people to attack more than a hundred Tatar cavalry at the age of seventeen. He was able to kill eight of them, and then beheaded the rest of the thirteenth level and fled.

The Yingzong, who led a total of 200,000 troops, was beaten by Yesian and 50,000 or 60,000 people, and was captured...

Don’t he seem very incompetent?! Can he be happy after receiving this news?!

"Hahaha... If you don't reward, you won't reward. I'm already a national duke and reward it is not the same."

The Duke of Hutou was open-minded and waved his hand and said, "It's just that His Majesty Yingzong refused to let me leave the capital again, which is quite annoying."

"So this is the reason why you went to Jiubian several times in Xianzong Dynasty?!"

Butler Old Zhou sighed and said, "At that time, the mansion was worried, do you know?"

"In the third to nine years of Chenghua, you ran no less than twenty times nine sides..."

After hearing what Old Housekeeper Zhou said, the old Duke seemed a little embarrassed.

But he heard him laugh and explained, "Hi! He was young and had courage and had the past. So he often went..."

"Big Father, then how many heads did you kill back then..."

Zhang Lun lay on the massage table and breathed a sigh of relief. He was immediately very interested in the history of the tiger-headed father.

I thought to myself, no wonder my family could farm in Jiubian. Even the civil officials on Jiubian said that they were "arrogant soldiers and powerful generals" tolerate outsiders to farm in Jiubian?

No wonder the family's old soldiers had Jiubian. If they had no roots, they would be cannon fodder and could not come back.

No wonder Xu Dafu took charge of the capital camps, sacrifices, feasts, etc. for decades.

But the dull voice of the Hutou Duke rang out indifferently: "No, the great father does not need military merit."

"I guess I'm slashing myself, there should be four or five hundred levels."

Zhang Lun almost said this and went up to the ground. Damn! His great father killed the big bull of the Tatar cavalry of four or five hundred levels!

The total number of heads cut by a person can catch up with the number of military merits of that old guy named Wang Yue!

No wonder Xianzong refused to allow Dafu to resign, and let Dafu take charge of the capital camp and guard the capital.

A great master like his eldest father is just a fool, just putting it on the table without using it or leaving it outside!

Isn’t it an idiot who is loyal and loyal after he has such good skills and does not put it in the capital to protect himself from his own safety?

I guess Emperor Hongzhi knew about this, otherwise how could he let his father continue to take charge of the capital camp and guard the capital until now?!

Zhang Lun also understood why the two emperors of Xianzong and Xiaozong in history had a high opinion of his eldest father.

Although Wang Shizhen's later evaluation of his eldest father was contrary to those two emperors.

That guy's evaluation of his great father was just a noble person, but he said that "there is no other skill in his life."

However, Emperor Xianzong said that the Duke of Hutou "maintained the capital camp and practiced the military skills", "being skilled and skilled", and "rule" matching the capital camp can be understood as great military achievements.

"Lianda" means that the old Duke who was in charge of the capital camp had never gone to the capital to fight according to the records!

Where did you get rich experience in military achievements?!

The meaning of fleas is to mean fleas, which means they are very small. The "flea strategies" here means that you can master even very small strategies and details.

How could Xianzong be sure of this thing? His father, who had never fought in the capital, had a "science strategy"?!

But all this was completely explained just now, and even in December of the seventh year of Tianshun before his death, Yingzong suddenly gave his eldest father an imperial edict.

This matter can also be explained. If the great father had no ability.

How could Emperor Yingzong give a special title to a 22-year-old young man before his death?!

At that time, my eldest father was only twenty-two years old. It was completely unnecessary for him to have no military achievements or control military power.

If what the eldest father did was so awesome that Yingzong felt was not easy to make the comments, it would be understandable.

When he arrived at Xiaozong, his evaluation of Dafa was "proficient in strategy".

This is actually a step further than his father's evaluation, which probably stems from his father's failure to go out to fight in Beijing after Chenghua.

But in the end, Zhang Mao gave the posthumous title "Kongjing", which is a posthumous title that is more rare than the top posthumous titles such as "Wenzheng" and "Zhongwu"!

In the Ming Dynasty, which emphasizes ethics and meanings, it was extremely cautious to give posthumous titles.

The last person who received this posthumous title was Yao Guangxiao, who was a famous minister in Jingnan who defended Peiping alone and supervised the country many times. Mingren Zong personally wrote a tribute to the emperor.

Yao Guangxiao's posthumous title has a profound meaning. Chengzu was able to let him go out for conquests many times, and Renzong was willing to write a tribute to himself.

Such trustworthiness is definitely not unwilling to give him the posthumous title of "Wen Zheng" with the highest civil servants, so the posthumous title of "Kong Jing" is quite interesting.
To be continued...
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