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But how could Ma Wensheng care so much?
Such a report was so scary that Ma Wensheng himself was so frightened that he peed his pants.
Like a madman, he continued to push in.
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In the palace, the discussion surrounding the killing of three hundred people has entered a heated stage.
Shen Wen's mood is very complicated. He doesn't like his son to be a bet. This is his son. He was born from his own blood. He is not an object.
Emperor Hongzhi¡¯s thoughts are all on Datong. How big is this good news?
The Flying Team only talks about a great victory, but obviously they can¡¯t verify it in the air. Even the Flying Team itself can¡¯t prove the so-called victory, so what¡¯s the point?
The question now is whether the Tatars have retreated or not, and whether Datong is still in danger.
Yang Tinghe looked at Fang Jifan expressionlessly.
Peers are enemies.
Originally Yang Tinghe had a beautified life. He became Zhan Shifu of Zhan Shifu and was responsible for teaching the prince. Without Fang Jifan, even if His Highness the Prince was naughty, he could teach the Prince a few days a month. As the imperial teacher, under His Royal Highness the Prince After Ke succeeded to the throne, he would quickly become a minister of a certain ministry, and then he would become a cabinet bachelor at an extremely fast speed, and even he could even become the chief assistant bachelor of the cabinet in the future.
What he continues is the path taken by countless predecessors.
"As a resultthe prince ran away, sneaking away to Xishan every day for no apparent reason. As a Zhan Shifu of Zhan Shifu, I fell into an extremely embarrassing situation.
"Behead three hundred people, Marquis Dingyuan. This is what you said. If you falsely report your military exploits, be careful and the national law will not tolerate it."
A scholar is a scholar, and his professional skills are superb. Fang Jifan just believed in Shen Ao, so he believed that there would definitely be three hundred heads, and Yang Tinghe directly helped Fang Jifan secure his position. Otherwise, it would be false claims of military exploits.
False reporting of military exploits is a serious crime.
But when he finished speaking, someone suddenly coughed desperately, gasping for air like a bellows. Then the whole person almost collapsed on the ground, and said with difficulty: "Your Majesty Good news Good news"
Ma Wensheng walked for several miles and finally arrived here. He was the minister of the Ministry of War, but his body was very weak. When he reached the Chongwen Hall, he was almost exhausted, but he still held up the report in his hand: "What a great victory "
Then, with almost no energy left, he fell to the ground.
The saddest thing about Ma Wensheng is that he always unluckily appears in situations where he shouldn't.
For example, now, he is exhausted and paralyzed, as if throwing himself on the street, falling directly to the ground. At this time, when everyone sees the Secretary of the Ministry of War falling to the ground, the first reaction should be, Magong, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you, hurry up , call the imperial doctor quickly.
But¡¡
As if by magic, Ma Wensheng managed to make no one pay attention to him.
Emperor Hongzhi suddenly rose up.
All Hanlin fell into silence.
Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan looked back in shock.
Everyone was staring at Ma Wensheng who collapsed on the ground, no, it was the report he was holding in his hand.
Without saying anything, Xiao Jing stepped forward and walked to Ma Wensheng. He lowered his body and seemed to have forgotten that the poor Minister of the Ministry of War was already breathless. He fell to the ground with his face, dead or fainting, but he reached out and opened Ma Wensheng's body. He opened the memorial with his fingers one by one, and took the memorial into his hands. Xiao Jing breathed heavily, but still stared at the memorial. He stood up, and no one paid attention to Ma Wensheng.
"Nian!" Emperor Hongzhi shouted.
Even the emperor, who was always known for his gentleness, had forgotten Ma Wensheng's existence at this moment.
Xiao Jing hurriedly opened the report and lowered his head: "My minister, Jin Zizhong, the chief military officer of Datong Dusi, reported: 'The Tatars invaded and led countless troops to attack Datong. Everyone in the army and civilians of Datong was angry and wanted to fight with them. From time to time, the Tatars tried to destroy the walls of Datong, and Datong was in danger."
Xiao Jing read quickly, and then his pupils began to shrink: "Now that all the defensive barriers at Datong Pass have been lost, the Tatars have arrived at the city, and I want to fight to the death to repay God's kindness and show my loyalty"
Emperor Hongzhi frowned, as if he was dissatisfied that Xiao Jing was reading these irrelevant things.
"Whether he fights to the death or not, does it have anything to do with the present?"
Zhu Houzhao said: "Think of the important things."
Xiao Jing nodded and said: "I have the Zhenguofu flying team. At this time of danger, they rushed to the enemy camp all night. It was night, and the Tatar camp outside the pass was blazing into the sky, shouting: "It seems that he is not humble enough.
Fang Jifan grabbed Zhu Houzhao and pulled him down hard.
Zhu Houzhao staggered and was about to curse, "What are you doing?"
He subconsciously bowed down, and on the other side, Fang Jifan said loudly: "Your Majesty, Fang Jifan congratulations to your Majesty, congratulations to your Majesty, the flying team relies on the spirit of its ancestors to attack the Tatars, and thanks to your majesty's great kindness, it defeated the Hu people in one fell swoop. I will fulfill Your Majesty¡¯s benevolent and saintly service, and my Emperor will be holy and virtuous. Long live my Emperor!¡±
Zhu Houzhao knelt down, looking matter-of-factly, and praised his father with a look of admiration on his face.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something honest.
Fang Jifan took advantage of the situation and pinched him hard on the arm.
Zhu Houzhao said angrily in a low voice: "Don't pinch me!"
But he also understood what Fang Jifan meant, so he could only say: "My father controls the world with kindness, and all the soldiers on the flying team admire my father's kindness. My father is amazing, my father is so great"
The three words "haobangbang" were learned from Fang Jifan.
He seemed listless, but he continued: "Long live my father, long live, long live!"
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The chaos in Chongwen Hall was over, and many people began to understand what was going on.
Even the Hanlin officials hurriedly said: "Congratulations to your majesty, congratulations to your majesty, long live my emperor!"
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