After hearing the prince's order, everyone immediately raised the banner of the general officer of the Ming Dynasty, the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, and the Governor of the Desert.

As soon as this banner came out, the cavalrymen from Datong were all a little confused.

I have never heard of this official name.

However, something was strange, and someone immediately reported to the general of the city. Deng Xiong was surprised and summoned the inspector who was guarding here and came to discuss with the central official Liu Yin.

As soon as he heard about the Governor of the Desert, the cabinet was not the Chief Secretary.

However, Liu Yin slapped his thigh: "Oh, this... this... it's like His Royal Highness!"

Deng Xiong was a little confused.

The governor, general officer, grand sir, and every official position he has, is not right.

It is clear... this is the style of the Tatars. This Tatar is just a Taishi, and there is no one in the world.

"Why is it like His Royal Highness?"

Liu Yin said excitedly: "We can't understand it from you, hurry up and send someone to inquire."

...

The person sent to inquire came back, and what he brought back was dozens of seals from His Royal Highness.

Liu Yin brought up his reading glasses and looked at the dazzling seal. Deng Xiong and others were looking straight.

"It's Your Highness the Crown Prince." Liu Yin burst into tears with excitement: "I'm sorry to see you, Your Highness the Crown Prince is back safely, God... I'm sorry to see you!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, go and pick up the prince's commander."

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The whole Datong is already in full bloom.

But the prince was carrying more than a thousand people, more than three thousand horses, and more than a thousand soldiers, all of whom were murderous. Zhu Houzhao looked around. He liked Datong very much. He even planned to say that when he became the emperor, he would definitely say that this industry was set up here and stayed in Beijing. What kind of emperor was guarding the national gate? If I wanted to be in Datong, then that was the gate god.

But now, his idea has changed and he has decided that he will not be able to set up his career in Datong, but in the sea of ​​fishing and deep into the heart of the desert.

Deng Xiong and others saw the prince, and hurriedly accepted the emperor and bowed down: "I'm waiting..."

"Stop talking." Zhu Houzhao was too lazy to pay attention to them: "Go to me to calculate the head and ears."

Head level...ear...

Along the way, burning and killing countless people.

Because it is inconvenient to march, the head level is carried by the head level, so unless it is an important person, at least at the level of tens of thousands of officials of the navy, it is necessary to cut off the head level.

As for the Tatars who were killed, they only cut off their ears and put them in a lime basket.

His Royal Highness issued an order, who dared to talk about it? Deng Xiong hurriedly ordered the clerk to come and make a book of the head and ears.

It took a few hours to eat and drink. The civil and military officials of Datong, together with the middle-aged officials, surrounded His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and asked about his well-being.

Zhu Houzhao was full of energy and looked at them in the crack of the door.

Finally, when the clerk came, "Report to your Highness... Report to you, and now we check: the heads of the people who have obtained are 172, and the ears are more than 7,300."

Deng Xiong took a breath.

More than a thousand people came out of seclusion and killed nearly eight thousand people. This was not counted. According to the prince, he only killed the rebels. As for the other Tatar soldiers and civilians, they were actually let go.

Even if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not brag, the results of these 8,000 people were extremely fruitful.

Deng Xiong's eyes were red, his legs were weak, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

He was the general officer and was familiar with Ma Zheng, but His Royal Highness came out of Lanzhou and arrived in Datong, and must have crossed the entire desert. This means that what he said about killing Hu was not in any way.

It is really rare to play like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

This time I fell to my knees not because of the identity of His Royal Highness, but because of his fucking convincing: "Your Highness is mighty."

The middle-level official Liu Yin was also scared and his face turned green. He usually likes to flatter him the most, but he didn't know what to say for a moment, but his lips were stammering and he couldn't speak.

Zhu Houzhao sneered: "You don't think it's worth it. Okay, I'm full and drunk. It's not too early, so I'm going to go back to Beijing and leave."

Leave as you say it.

Liu Yin hurriedly said, "Why not here? Let's take a break for a few days and wait..."

Zhu Houzhao waved his hand. To be honest, these people... in the words of later generations, they were too low. They bragged in front of them, and they didn't feel any taste at all. He rushed home.

"Don't be too long-winded, Liu, let's go."

Liu Jin's stomach was a little full and he barely stood up. Since his belly became bigger, Liu Jin felt that it was a bit difficult for him to nod and bow. For a eunuch, it seemed like he had lost the guy he had eaten, which made Liu Jin very upset. He wanted to lose weight.

His Highness the Crown Prince was decisive and said he would leave as soon as he said he could leave. Deng Xiong and Liu Yin had to send His Highness the Crown Prince out of the city and bid farewell all the way, and he felt very regretful.

Seeing your mighty cavalry team walking away, Deng Xiongfang slapped his forehead: "Oh, memorial, memorial to report the victory..."

Liu Yin looked at him with a sneer: "I'm afraid I can't leave the prince's highness. Didn't the general officer see this? "

Deng Xiong couldn't help but regret: "Just now, His Highness the Crown Prince said that he had killed Borjijin Batumuk. Who is this Borjijin Batumuk?"

Liu Yin was a little confused: "I think... he is a very powerful person."

In fact, even the guards of Datong Pass really don’t know, because the Ming Dynasty has always called him the little prince or the Tatar Khan. The name of the Tatar people has always been awkward, but in fact... there is no need to remember it.

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Fang Jifan was very worried about Zhu Houzhao. The palace had issued an order to order the ministers and professors to study, which added many rumors outside. Some people believed that something happened to the crown prince.

There will be no accident. Fang Jifan thought to himself that a good person will not live long and will be ruined for thousands of years... He believed that Xiao Zhu was a bad person.

Just like this, every day, I was worried, suddenly, a Taoist came to the princess's mansion. The Taoist came to the door and claimed to be a disciple of Longquan Temple. When I saw Fang Jifan, I immediately bowed down: "Mr. Uncle..."

As he said that, he choked up: "My Lord Li lives to report to his uncle... Master, he is old, he is old..."

As he said that, he sobbed: "He... is a fairy trip..."

Fang Jifan said in his heart, "What kind of master, I don't know you, I don't care about me, I haven't heard of it before, just die, what does it have to do with me? Do you still want to mess with me?"

"Master, before Xianyou, he has been obsessed with his uncle's name. He said that if God meets his teacher, his teacher will definitely ask about his uncle, this junior brother...Master, he also said that he cannot take care of his uncle, and he is really speechless to see his master."

Suddenly, Fang Jifan remembered.

Damn...my senior brother is dead.

My heart... didn't hurt much.

Not really heartless.

But, there are too many senior brothers, disciples, teachers and grandsons. If all of them have feelings, will I come here?

But the Taoist still wanted to say something.

But he saw Fang Jifan running away, took the horse, and ran towards Longquanguan.

"Where is my senior brother..." Fang Jifan yelled heart-wrenchingly.

Running all the way to Longquan Temple, where Longquan Temple was like a loss of his parents. Everyone was wearing filial piety clothes and filial hats. Fang Jifan had already dismounted. Li Chaowen led all his disciples out and bowed: "I have met my uncle (president)...."

Fang Jifan said: "When did he die?"

"You are the uncle." Li Chaowen's eyes were filled with tears: "This morning, the third hour."

Fang Jifan couldn't help but sigh: "What did you say before your death?"

Li Chaowen cried and said, "I wanted to ask my uncle to come earlier, but my master refused and said that he should not disturb you, so that he would not be intimate when he met, so as not to feel affection when he was moved."

"What else?" Fang Jifan said anxiously.

"And..." Li Chaowen thought for a while: "Master ordered me to take care of Longquan Temple and carry forward this Temple."

"What else?"

"..." Li Chaowen thought hard: "There are still some things around him, and he explained it..."

Fang Jifan couldn't help but say, "I didn't say that there is so much land in Longquan Temple?"

"Land...land..." Li Chaowen was confused.

Fang Jifan said heartbrokenly: "Senior brother is leaving too anxious. When I visited him, he told me privately that Longquan Temple is a place for the cultivation of the Qing Dynasty. So much land is a useless thing. Keep it, and it will only be coveted by shameless people. You might as well just give it to the court... and me!"

Li Chaowen was even more confused. Have you ever said it?

Why don't you know?

But......... His neck chilled, and he dared not say anything.

Fang Jifan beat his heart: "Senior brother, senior brother, you have taken one step first, you... your last wish, I will help you complete. Go away quickly, I want to look at my senior brother, I want to see you again, and I will see you again."

Fang Jifan rushed in and kowtowed hard in front of his senior brother's spiritual position. Suddenly he thought, would Zhu Houzhao be dead? At this time, he was really sad.

I have never seen any separation from life and death before.

Xiao Zhu has no news yet, and the senior brother... our Fang Jifan's most beloved senior brother, the only relative in the world, has left.

"Senior Brother... You died so miserably!" Fang Jifan had red eyes and beat his chest and fell down. This time, it was a true love. No matter what, people have to talk about feelings, but people have no feelings. What is the difference between them and pigs and dogs?

Li Chaowen had already chased after him. After hearing Fang Jifan's words, he was shocked: "Uncle Master, Uncle Master, Master, he left peacefully."

"Oh." Fang Jifan cried again: "Senior brother, I didn't even have time to look at you, why did you... go on a fairy trip? I must report to the emperor and write a biography for you. Where is my poor senior brother?"

After crying for a while, thinking of senior brother, and Zhu Houzhao, he was really full of tears. He was supported by several disciples and pulled him to the side room beside him and sat down. Li Chaowen poured tea for Fang Jifan and knelt down: "Uncle Master, now the master is gone, and the master is of the highest seniority. How to deal with the master's funeral? Please ask the master to teach me."
Chapter completed!