"A great victory! Our southern expedition army eliminated the rebels and captured the thief chief Chen Jikuo alive!"

"Great victory..."

From south to north, the entire Ming Dynasty was detonated by continuous good news.

"Did you see that? The messenger who just called for victory was the one who dared not stop the county master, otherwise he deserved it!"

An old man was drinking wine at the counter, squinting his eyes showing his insights.

The shopkeeper said happily: "Is Nanzheng over? Then our lives will get better and better."

The old man sipped, then licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue, and said reluctantly: "Are there any aliens in the north? These days! As long as you don't call in like the previous Song Dynasty, it will be a peaceful and prosperous era!"

The good news arrived at Peking, and Zhu Di, who was about to return to Beijing, immediately ordered the process to be accelerated.

After arriving in the capital, Zhu Di did not even bother to check the actions of the prince during his reign, and directly ordered people to prepare for the prisoner ceremony.

In the Ganqing Palace, Zhu Di's face was a little flushed. He said, "I have agreed to Zhang Fu's thoughts. Since Jiaozhi has been repeated, let it sink!"

Although Jiaozhi pays tribute every year, the amount of tribute can't compare to the annual military expenditure, and everyone can calculate this account.

Yang Rong came out and said, "Your Mahamu is now strong and powerful. Arutai is already a little overwhelmed. Once Mahamu is unified by the Mongolian Yuan, a great enemy will appear again in the Ming Dynasty. Therefore, it is best to pacify Jiaozhi as soon as possible."

Hu Guang also agreed: "Your Majesty, Mahamu is ambitious, but Alutai is full of ambition and talent. Tissue is the main problem of my Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Di glanced at him and saw that everyone supported the end of the Jiaozhi War as soon as possible, so he said, "Then let it be decided. I will immediately draw someone to replace Zhang Fu and prepare for the training of the northern expedition!"

Hu Yan praised: "Your Majesty is wise."

Zhu Di's cold face suddenly showed a slight loosening, "I am wise and not wise, but Fang Xing made his first contribution twice. He has already escorted Chen Ji to the public. How to reward him? I have not had a wise case yet. Please discuss it."

...

Fang Xing brought his own people to show off Chen Jikuo all the way, and finally saw the city wall of Jinling.

Thinking of the letter Zhu Zhanji asked someone to send, Fang Xing said to Xin Laoqi: "Lao Qi, please greet the people from Fangjiazhuang, let's go back first."

Dong Pi watched the people from Fangjiazhuang come out of the team in a hurry, and under the leadership of Xin Laoqi, packed up the specialties brought from Jiaozhi, and then protected Fang Xing in the middle and left.

"Mr. Fang! What should I do?"

Dong Pi did not play a core role in this southern expedition. He has always been accustomed to Fang Xing as the leader, but Fang Xing flees without calling him.

What should I do?

"Sir, the officials from the Ministry of Rites are here!"

"Ministry of Rites? Why are the Ministry of Rites here?"

"What! You can't go into the city yet, you have to take a shower first, and you have to change Chen Ji's clothes?"

After learning that he was leading the prisoner offering ceremony, Dong Pi had already offered Fang Xing three big pig heads in his heart.

Good man!

Fang Xing, who didn't know that he had been sent a good person card, was already homeless at this time.

It was early July, and the rice in the fields had already begun to hang down heavily. The farmers in Fangjiazhuang all looked at the harvest scene happily. Unfortunately, the young master was not here.

Boss Li gently touched his own rice ears and sighed: "I don't know when the young master will come back. I'm about to harvest the rice. Why do you have to let the young master take the first bite of this rice!"

His wife also frowned and said, "I went to Nengren Temple yesterday, burned a few incense sticks for the young master, and asked the Buddha to bless the young master to come back safely."

Boss Li wanted to say that his wife was too wasteful, but when he thought that Fang had woken up for a long time and had not come back, he became silent.

“There is a Malaysian one!”

At this time, a child who was running wildly in the fields suddenly pointed to the direction of entering the village and shouted.

"It's the young master! It's the young master who is back!"

When the farmers who were checking in the fields heard this shout, they all ran from the fields to the main road and met them.

A row of knights ran over like a whirlwind, and then slowly slowed down.

Fang Xing sat on the horse's back, looked at the hot-eyed merchants, and waved: "I'm back, everyone, please feel at ease."

The merchants all squeezed around and saw that there was no sign of injury on Fang Xing's body, so they all cheered and went home to inform the good news.

"Young Madam, the young master is back!"

In fact, Zhang Shuhui had heard the cheers outside, but she was a little unbelievable. The letter she received just half a month ago said that there was a war soon, so why did she get home today?

Seeing that she didn't move, Xiaobai stomped her feet and rushed out.

Zhang Shuhui felt that her calm heart gradually began to fluctuate.

"Young Master!"

"Woof, woof, woof!"

Zhang Shuhui felt her eyes were a little hot. She slowly turned around and saw a man with a disheveled head and gray face looking at her with a much-grown bell.

"Husband...husband..."

When Fang Xing saw the tears on Zhang Shuhui's face, he immediately raised his hand and said, "Don't cry, I'll be back after taking a shower."

The person who had just arrived disappeared in a blink of an eye, which made Zhang Shuhui laugh, and then asked Xiaobai to prepare for the change of clothes.

"Go and notify Hua Niang to prepare the wine and food. Oh no, she must have known the news of her husband's return."

The two of them walked outside the bathroom with their clothes. Zhang Shuhui was shy and embarrassed to go in.

"... The feeling of going home is not far ahead. The ancient songs are singing childhood dreams. No matter how vast the world you walk through, the longing in your heart, or the same place..."

Just as Zhang Shuhui was hesitating, there was a burst of howling singing from inside.

In the end, Zhang Shuhui didn't dare to go in, so she pushed Xiaobai and said, "Take the clothes in to your husband quickly and wipe his back by the way."

More than ten minutes later, Fang Xing's hair was wet. Zhang Shuhui paid special attention to Xiaobai, but when she saw that Xiaobai had not changed her clothes, she felt a lot more relieved.

The bell wagged his tail around the kang, and Fang Xing immediately threw down a piece of jerky.

This is alligator jerky, and Fang Xing brought it back to serve Lingling.

Lingling lowered her head and sniffed at Fang Xing's feet, then lying on the side with the dried meat in her mouth.

Looking at Zhang Shuhui with a slightly red face, Fang Xing wished that it was night now, and his hot eyes looked down on Zhang Shuhui.

"Young Master, the food is ready, are you going to serve now?"

Fang Xing then withdrew his gaze and looked at the smiling Hua Niang outside. He coughed dryly and said, "Thank you for your hard work in Hua Niang, let's go."

The dishes on the table were very rich, and there was a bowl of fish soup, which tasted very good.

Xiaobai narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Young Master, this fish is raised in our fields, so I'm waiting for you to come back and catch it!"

The rice is about to be harvested and water must be released.

Fang Xing felt that although the fish was not big, the meat was sweet and much better than the ones sold on the market.
Chapter completed!