Chapter 549 of the main text of the prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty: Where did my emperor, Ma Wensheng, still care about so much?

Such a report is really scary. In fact, Ma Wensheng himself was scared and he was so fucked.

He continued to break in like a lunatic.

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The discussion in the hall surrounding the killing of 300 people has entered a white-hot stage.

Shen Wen's mood is very complicated. He doesn't like his son to be a bet. This is his son, he is born from his own essence and blood, and he is not an object.

Emperor Hongzhi's mind was all in Datong. How great is this good news?

The flying team only talks about great victory, but they are obviously unable to verify it in the air. The so-called good news is not even able to prove it by the team itself. What is the point?

The question now is whether the Tatars retreated and whether Datong is still in danger.

Yang Tinghe looked at Fang Jifan with expressionless face.

The peers are enemies.

Originally, Yang Tinghe had a beautified life. He became a secretary of the Zhanshi Mansion, and was responsible for teaching the prince. If there was no Fang Jifan, even if the crown prince was naughty, even if he gave the crown prince a few days a month, as the imperial teacher, after the crown prince followed the throne, he would soon become the minister of a certain department, and then, at a very fast speed, he would become the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, and even... he would become the Chief Auxiliary of the Cabinet in the future.

What he continues is the path taken by countless predecessors.

As a result... the prince ran away and walked to the west every day. He didn't know what he was doing, but he was in an extremely embarrassing situation.

"Beheading three hundred, Marquis Dingyuan, this is what you said. If you falsely report your military achievements, be careful of the national law."

Scholars are scholars with excellent professional skills. Fang Jifan just believed in Shen Ao, so he believed that there would definitely be three hundred heads. Yang Tinghe directly helped Fang Jifan to confirm that otherwise, it would be a false report of his military achievements.

False reporting of military achievements is a serious crime.

But as he finished speaking, someone suddenly coughed desperately, gasping for breath like a bellows, and then he almost collapsed on the ground, saying hard: "Your Majesty... Good news... Good news..."

Ma Wensheng walked for several miles and finally arrived here. He, the Minister of War, was very weak. When he walked to Chongwen Hall, he was almost exhausted, but he still raised his report: "A great victory..."

Then, he almost lost his strength and fell to the ground.

The most tragic thing about Ma Wensheng is that he always appears unfortunately in occasions that should not have appeared.

For example, now, he is exhausted and paralyzed, and falls directly to the ground as if he is stumbled. At this time, when everyone sees the Minister of War fall to the ground, their first reaction should be, Ma Gong, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Hurry up, call the imperial doctor.

But……

Ma Wensheng was like a magic trick, but he did not pay attention to him.

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly stood up.

All Hanlins suddenly became silent.

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan looked back in shock.

Everyone was staring at Ma Wensheng who was lying on the ground. No, it was the report he was holding.

Without further ado, Xiao Jing stepped forward and walked to Ma Wensheng, lowered his body, as if he had forgotten that the poor Minister of War was already angry, and his face was on the ground, whether he was dead or fainted, but he reached out and opened the report that Ma Wensheng was holding, and spread his fingers apart. He started to report. Xiao Jing breathed heavily, and his eyes were still on the report. He stood up, and no one paid attention to Ma Wensheng anymore.

"Remember!" Emperor Hongzhi shouted.

Even this emperor, who has always been known for his gentleness, forgot about Ma Wensheng's existence.

Xiao Jing hurriedly opened the report and bowed his head: "Minist, the general of Datong Dushi, Jin Zizhong, reported: "The Tatars invaded and led countless troops to attack Datong. Everyone was indignant and wanted to fight against him. At that time, the Tatars made close men and others to destroy the Datong walls, and Datong... was in danger."

Xiao Jing thought quickly, and then his pupils began to shrink: "Now my Datong Pass defense barrier is lost, the Tatars are already at the city, I want to fight to the death, repay God's kindness and loyalty and righteousness..."

Emperor Hongzhi frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with Xiao Jing's recitation of these irrelevant things.

What does it have to do with him fighting to the death or not?

Zhu Houzhao said: "Thinking about what is important."

Xiao Jing nodded: "There is a flying team in Zhenguo Mansion. At this time of danger, he rushed to the enemy camp overnight. That night, the Tatar camp outside the pass rushed into the sky, shouting and killing everywhere, and the fire spread overnight. The flying team returned to dawn. When Tiangang was dawn, I did not dare to neglect and ordered the scouts to leave the pass. Wherever the scouts went, it was shocking. The Tatar camp turned into nothing overnight. The Tatar Khans and others were missing. The rest of the Tatars fled. Most of the remaining cattle and horses left on the ground were calcined, scorched corpses everywhere, and even seriously injured and incurable people. I ordered all the scouts to come out and find out the results..."

Having said this.

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly relaxed.

It seems that Fang Jifan is right, there must be three hundred beheadings, otherwise how could the Tatars escape overnight and disappear?

The fire strikes the camp...

This flying team is amazing.

He looked at the prince and Zhu Houzhao with relief.

Yang Tinghe's face suddenly turned miserable, while the rest of the Hanlins met.

Did this flying team really make great contributions?

But then, Xiao Jing was dumbfounded. He was a little confused. He took a long time to take a breath: "After some experience, it was night, the Fei team killed two Tartar princes, sixty-seven princes, two prime ministers, one Taishi, one Taibao, the Taifu people, etc., nine people; three ten thousand men, the other thousands of men and centuries, countless..."

Although the Tatars' official titles were very chaotic, to be honest, anyone who had been in the Hanlin Academy's Literature and History Museum and had studied the Yuan Dynasty may not understand why a general stationed in the border town was named Prime Minister, or, even though he was obviously a prince, he wanted to be named Taibao. They admired the Mongolians' imagination. But...

No one can deny that only prominent people can be enfeoffed.

Every person who comes here is the backbone of the Tatar tribe.

Killed so many?

There was already a little chaos in Chongwen Hall, and everyone began to whisper.

Xiao Jing said: "The rest of the people, including the heads, were 5,000, and obtained cattle and horses, 70,000 heads, and captured Tatar deserters, totaling 975 people. The horse materials they obtained were 60,000 dan..."

Yang Tinghe also began to stop breathing.

Not one hundred, not three hundred, this is fifteen thousand people!

He felt that fate gave him a big and small slap, and his legs became weak and he collapsed to the ground.

There are 15,000 heads.

Moreover, this is obviously not a false transmission of achievements.

Because all the numbers can be matched, for example, if the top clearly wrote it, it got 15,000 heads; there were also matching number of cattle and horses seized; and even nearly a thousand prisoners were captured, as well as a large number of horse materials.

Each number can be confirmed by each other, and it is impossible to cheat.

Moreover, this memorial was written by the General of Datong. Why did they brag about it to the Fei team? They lied about their military achievements and even reported it so much that they wanted to behead themselves. Why?

Emperor Hongzhi was dumbfounded, his eyes looked a little weak, and there was a feeling of dizziness in front of him.

If there are three hundred people, even three thousand people can be accepted.

But there are 15,000 people.

This is almost like an annihilation battle.

Datong, which was originally in danger, is now safe.

And the Tatars suffered a heavy blow directly, and this battle was really...

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Jing saw His Majesty's strangeness and hurried forward.

Emperor Hongzhi held his forehead: "Nothing is wrong, nothing is wrong. I will slow down, just take the memorial and take the memorial. I... want to see it with my own eyes."

Xiao Jing was busy presenting a memorial.

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly began to shine, and he became magical, and he began to become fierce again, and his eyes were shining.

This beam of light passed by the melody.

Then, he raised his eyes and slapped his desk: "Okay, this is the majesty of the Han army."

Zhu Houzhao was a little confused.

It is very hard to kill 15,000 cows, even if it is a 15,000 cows. Zhu Houzhao has a deep feeling about this. Killing cattle is not easy. This is a team of 300 people, killing so many Tatars overnight.

Zhu Houzhao came to his senses, and suddenly his eyes began to shine. He crossed his hands and suddenly, it became magical.

I, Zhu Houzhao, will have today!

He looked proud and was about to speak.

Fang Jifan had calmed down, great achievements, great achievements... He was about to share his joy with Zhu Houzhao. When he saw Zhu Houzhao put his hands on his hips, he immediately felt... this guy seemed not humble enough.

Fang Jifan grabbed Zhu Houzhao and pulled him down hard.

Zhu Houzhao staggered and was about to scold her. What did she do?

He subconsciously bowed down. On the other side, Fang Jifan said loudly: "My dear Fang Jifan... Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty. The flying team relies on the spirit of the ancestors to attack Tatars, and thanks to Your Majesty's great kindness, defeating the Hu people in one fell swoop. This is the result of your Majesty's benevolence and sage. My emperor's holy virtue, long live my emperor!"

Zhu Houzhao knelt down, looking at her stern and obedient look, and praised her father.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something honest.

Fang Jifan followed the trend and pinched his arm hard.

Zhu Houzhao whispered angrily: "Don't pinch me!"

But he also understood what Fang Jifan meant, so he had to say: "The father controls the world with kindness. The soldiers of the flying team admire the kindness of his father. The father is amazing, the father is so great..."

The words "What awesome" were learned from Fang Jifan.

He seemed listless, but continued, "Long live Father, long live, long live!"

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The Chongwen Hall has been out of chaos, and many people have begun to understand what is going on.

Then a Hanlin hurriedly said, "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty, long live my emperor!"
Chapter completed!