The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

When Zhu Houzhao heard Fang Jifan say the word Milu, his eyes lit up, and his face was full of joy and nodded excitedly.

"You ... did you even think of it?"

Of course, I knew it more than ten years ago in the process of sorting out the Mingshi.

Fang Jifan thought.

Zhu Houzhao danced excitedly.

"The crux of the matter lies here ... Judging from the situation of the Miru rebellion two years ago, a daughter of a toast in Miru District actually stirred up such a huge rebellion. Before that, the court still despised her, and now almost It can be concluded that this woman is very likely to be a native of Guizhou ... um ... "

He paused and thought for a while before continuing.

"Co-owner, or ... this woman is very good at confusing people. The civil and military officials in Guizhou have not yet awakened. The thieves who are stupid there are endless thieves."

Zhu Houzhao said here, his eyes were full of disappointment and disappointment: "The world's culture and martial arts are all fools, only the palace ..." He dragged on the tail, and seemed to feel that such bragging was not good, so he continued to pursue Fan smiled: "It's the same kind of cleverness as Lao Fang."

"..."

Zhu Houzhao got serious again and began to look for a map.

"Since Wang Shi ordered Fang Bing to stand firm in the city, then the question came, why did Fang Bing flee? In the view of this palace, this must have been rumor, but it was just a slap, but why did Fang Bing leave? , 800 people were taken away, and only 10 days of dry food ... "

Zhu Houzhao's eyes flashed, and at this moment, his face looked serious, no longer like a child, but more like a commanding general, with sharp eyes and a calm complexion.

Fang Jifan heard that only 800 people were brought, but he was worried.

His original intention to study the book was just to let his father go to Wang Shi and ask him to take the whole mountain camp to Shijian Village, but he neglected the contradiction between his father and Wang Shi.

He could only secretly expect Fang Jinglong to be safe in his heart.

"Your dad is looking for Milu!" Zhu Houzhao finally said: "This is the only possibility. But this palace is thinking, why ... Your dad went to Milu at this time, why didn't you go before, also It ’s not that I have waited a few days ... This palace thought for an hour before I thought of Anshun ... The thief army surrounded Anshun. With Mirou ’s cunning, he must want to reapply his old skills and want to help the siege. "

"Inspector Wang Shi, wouldn't he see Milu's way, but he saw what happened, this is not a conspiracy, this is a conspiracy."

Zhu Hou shouted in anger, and the whole person couldn't help crying.

"If Wang Shi does not go to the rescue, the thieves can attack Anshun with all his strength. Once Anshun falls, his governor cannot bear such a big responsibility. Therefore, even if Wang Shi knows that there is fraud, he can only go to the rescue with his daring. You see the report, Wang Shi is based on infantry as a forward. Although there are two divisions, the distance between the two soldiers and horses is not large, and the cavalry is on the flanks. This is clearly a step by step. Although Shi was passive, he was helpless, but ... Fortunately, he is also a man who knows his soldiers. Even if he is in an ambush, he may suffer some losses. However, this house is expected to not lose too much. "

He said that Zhu Houzhao slammed his fist on the desk, and his hands hurt, but he continued to analyze like a fine man.

"If it ’s only Guiyang then Guiyang, the palace will give up Anshun at all, instead it will look for Milu. Only Milu can solve all the problems before he can solve it. This may be the reason why your father left, he I wanted to end the war earlier, so I decided to take a risk. So, where did your dad go to find Miru? He must have noticed something. This ... has inspired the palace somehow? "

Looking at Zhu Houzhao's red eyes, he seemed to be in a state of madness. Fang Jifan did not disturb him, but he continued to go crazy.

"Do you remember, this palace said, did your dad only order people to bring rations for ten days? The terrain of Guizhou, marching for ten days, can't go far, and it can be as good as one hundred and fifty miles ... so ... "

Zhu Houzhao pointed the map with his finger, as if in his heart, Guiyang was the center, and all the fortresses were confined within 150 miles.

In the end, he clicked thirty miles east of Shijianzhai, his eyes gleamed with a different brilliance, and he said firmly.

"If this palace guessed right, maybe your father's goal is here. This is Longquan Village, a place not contested by military strategists, and not a four-way thoroughfare. Milu wants to hide, but also on the front line. In the remote control war, she must not be too far away from Anshun, but she will never expose herself to a dangerous situation. This Longquan Village has always been a place of negligence by the military. The palace has compared several different versions of the map. Surprisingly found that there are several versions of the map, and even the Longquan Village has been neglected, and even the mark has not been marked. It may be in Guizhou. Here, it is almost equivalent to the existence of no one to question. Mirudin is here, and your Father, it must be here! "

all hit!

This analysis, really **** wonderful, Fang Jifan could not help but applaud.

Zhu Hou-zhao, this man, is simply a model for talking on paper. In fact, talking on paper is not a derogatory term, because before any war begins, people rely on talking on paper to reason and simulate.

However, the only wrong place for Zhu Houzhao is Longquan Village.

Fang Jifan glanced at Zhu Houzhao, then pointed to the map and asked with a smile: "Why doesn't your Highness think it will be Shijian Village?"

"Shi Jianzhai?" Zhu Houzhao froze for a moment, then looked down at the map, his eyes hesitated across the slightest hesitation, but in the end, he smiled at Fang Jifan.

"In terms of reason, although the Shijian Village is not far from the inference of this palace, the two villages are not far apart, but, only, this palace believes that Longquan Village has a greater grasp, and this palace believes in its own judgment . "

He is very confident and can be said to be very determined.

Fang Jifan sighed.

"Why?" Zhu Houzhao was not in a good mood to see Fang Jifan: "Are you worried about your father? Nothing to worry about."

Zhu Houzhao seemed to have reacted, saying that such a big deal, what's the use, other people's father still does not know the life and death, think about it, should I comfort the old party ......

So Zhu Houzhao also sighed and patted Fang Jifan's shoulder.

"Lao Fang, in fact your father, I'm lucky, I can be a general and run for hundreds of miles. This is how many people yearn for the general. The general died in a hundred battles. Your family is a family of generals. What is wrong? . "

With that, his eyes were envious.

"This palace just hates not your father, otherwise, now the palace should be attacked from the jungle by the thieves in the jungle of Guizhou. The palace carries a long sword and kills the thief with pleasure. If you die, you will die. Champion Hou Ruo does not regard death as his home, why are the Huns so afraid of him? Death ... For a general, it is the most regrettable thing. If there is such a method of death in this palace one day, it is not in the palace, not in the palace. Not on the sickbed, died in the **** heap ... "

The more I said ... Zhu Houzhao was excited, and his eyes flashed with light, as if he had forgotten his own duties.

"Instead, he died on the frontier. He was inserted into the lower rib of the palace by a Hu or Turen. The blood in the palace was sputtered like an awning. The palace roared into the sky and looked around. Fire, shouting and killing everywhere, is a pile of corpses, this palace is kneeling down, and gradually feels weak, life is like blood flowing out, and gradually pulls away from the body of this palace, after hearing the last battle drum and horn , The palace finally fell in the pool of blood ... "

"Lao Fang, Lao Fang ... you said ... you said this kind of death ... hey, why are you crying? This palace is not dead yet ... oh ... we should say your father, your father ..."

Fang Jifan was really heartbroken, and his heart was terrified, uncomfortable.

Zhu Hou Zhao was busy grabbing the hand of Fang Jifan: "Otherwise, you beat this palace ... out of breath ... come here, this palace will not fight back."

Holding Fang Jifan's hand hard, he desperately sent it to his chest.

"Come, come here, hit the face of the palace ..."

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At the door of the classroom, Liu Jin stood up and stood in an inconspicuous corner, looking at the two young men under the candlelight. He always had that kind smile on his face, and he turned around suddenly, behind him was long The corridor, beyond the promenade, is the lights of the Wan Family and the voice of the debate in the school.

There is a moon in the sky, and the moon is like a hook.

The glory of the moon shadow is like a lamp under the gauze in the palace, hazy.

Liu Jin looked up at the moon, then looked down at his shadow.

His shadow, how lonely, under the empty promenade, in the yard, looking at the shadow's eyes, trance, he murmured: "We work so hard, why is our life still so lonely What about ... "

On the ground, Ricky's shadow did not respond to him.

At this moment, Liu Jin's tears wet his shirt.

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Guizhou.

Among the big accounts ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Wang Shi wrote indignantly.

This is the seventh day of the troop dispatch. In the past seven days, the army has encountered countless large and small raids. The natives who are well versed in geography have almost tried all the mean methods, poisoning, cold arrows, and even snakes. It actually came in handy.

Wang Shi knows better than anyone, Anshun ... is a bait. He is a fish that has to be hooked, and has to be at the mercy of Miru. However, he also has to try his best to be cautious and never achieve Miru ’s purpose.

In this hot and humid place, Wang Shi couldn't stay for a day. Was he even sad and angry? Was he stupid? No, I'm not stupid at all. What's Miru's worm skills? However, as a governor, he had no choice.

The power given to the governor by the court looked very large, but in reality it was very limited. The royal history of the Manchu Dynasty stared at him like a governor of Guizhou, which made him have no choice at all and gave up Anshun, almost imaginable , How many imperial histories, like jackals, will rush up and bite themselves until they are in disrepute.

His only option is to continue to fight daringly!

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