Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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The money was finally allocated in full.

The Ministry of War cheered from top to bottom.

But Wang Shouren was very calm, because he predicted this result from the beginning!

The few of their brothers are very clear about one thing, any matter that cannot be resolved within the rules, as long as they talk to their mentor, the mentor will definitely be able to solve it satisfactorily.

In fact, such evasions between ministries will always exist. Even Wang Shouren feels powerless in the face of this.

Therefore, the mentor is worthy of being a mentor!

When he saw Jin Gui again and saw him looking like he was dead, Wang Shouren didn't have hatred in his eyes, but sympathy.

It's not easy for everyone!

Everything is ready, the mighty army, set off with the railway!

The rumbling steam train, roaring, sent countless soldiers who had long been eager to make meritorious deeds to the westernmost place.

Yumen Pass has been closed, and all caravans are not allowed to enter or leave. Even anyone needs to interrogate and strictly guard against spying.

Half a month later, Fang Jifan aq arrived at Yumen Pass, where Yumen Pass has become a large military camp.

The 1st Battalion of the 1st Army, as an advance team, started to set off westward, and then... various troops and horses began to leave the customs one after another.

The night here is extraordinarily cold, and the cold air is pervasive.

Of course... Fang Jifan has some experience in solving the problem of severe cold.

For example... In his tent, he covered three layers of Persian blankets on the inside and three layers on the outside. The effect of sheepskin is better, but there is no way, the smell is a bit sour, no matter how to deal with it, it can't solve the smell Weird smell.

Then he ordered people to dig a hole under the tent, and a ground dragon was burned inside.

So the whole tent was baked on the ground dragon, and the hot air was blowing up along the soil, newly laid floor tiles, and carpets.

Fang Jifan was so hot that he had to drink iced watermelon juice in the cold winter months to make himself feel better.

That night, he compiled a memorial, and ordered someone to send it back to the capital overnight.

This time... His Majesty is unlikely to personally conscript.

After all, he has played too much recently, so Zhu Houzhao can only stay in the capital honestly and appoint Fang Jifan as the commander-in-chief.

However, Fang Jifan is a person out of vulgar interests, and has no interest in these so-called achievements.

But this does not mean that Fang Jifan has no selfish intentions, for example...he packed up his disciples and grandchildren, as well as the guards who followed him on weekdays.

Even some old soldiers who followed his father back then brought them all.

In the current situation, only Osman can compete with Daming in the world.

After this village, there is no such shop!

Fang Jifan is a man of conscience.

Xishan Academy recruited more than 900 people, all kinds of people, most of them were incorporated into the advisory group, responsible for advising, or joining the army to solve problems in the army.

As for Xishan Medical College, it was almost vacated. Su Yue happily brought hundreds of medical students, and they were sharpening their knives, waiting for ready-made patients.

What's more, after this battle, he can still make military achievements.

In the Ming Dynasty, military merit is the most valuable, which means hereditary and no replacement, and the same rest with the country.

Fang Jifan’s memorials were sent to the capital. After Zhu Hou took care of the memorials, he began to complain to Liu Jin who was on the side with a displeased face: “Old Fang, this bastard, I’m still alive, so he started to sell it, and he took me everywhere. If you sell favors, sooner or later you will sell all of me."

As he said that, Zhu Houzhao began to grind his teeth, looking unhappy.

Seeing His Majesty complaining about her godfather, Liu Jin was startled and wanted to explain.

At this time, Zhu Houzhao sighed and said: "Forget it, this guy... It's not the first day I know that he is dishonest. Now that he is in the memorial... what else can I say."

As he spoke, he asked Liu Jin to fetch a box, and several eunuchs struggled to open the box.

I saw a dazzling array of things in this box, all of which were various seals.

Zhu Houzhao got almost half of his body into the box, and just now he found a seal from the full box.

This is the emperor's treasure, the official jade seal.

Compared with other seals, it is a little more primitive.

Zhu Houzhao breathed a sigh of relief at the emperor's treasure, and with a slap, he had personally approved the memorial, and immediately ordered someone to send it out.

Immediately afterwards... Prince Zhu Zaimo left for Yumen Pass according to the order!

It was Fang Jifan's plan to bring down His Highness the Crown Prince.

This is not only my nephew, but also my nephew, or my disciple, and even my little brother... No matter what level of relationship is considered, Zhu Zaimo, as the prince, not only needs to be sharpened, but also needs to be trained in the army. Build prestige.

And when Fang Jifan wrote the letter, almost everyone knew it well.

At this time, everyone inside and outside the court suddenly realized, eh, there is such an operation?

Fang Jifan, that bastard...he deserves to be an extremely human minister.

Zhu Zaimo's mobility was very strong, and he ran over in no time. When he got off the train, he saw Fang Jifan in military uniform coming to pick him up majestically.

Monarchs and ministers, masters and apprentices, uncles, nephews, and brothers-in-law meet here, and it is inevitable that there will be some emotions.

Fang Jifan wanted to salute Zhu Zaimo, but Zhu Zaimo hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, and then solemnly bowed to Fang Jifan.

Ever since Fang Jifan returned to the voyage, everyone was very busy and didn't have much communication with each other, so today...it seems a little awkward to see each other after many years.

Zhu Zaimo's master ceremony can be regarded as a thorough clarification of the relationship between the two.

Fang Jifan had no choice but to touch his well-maintained and well-groomed short beard, nodded and said: "Your Highness is exhausted from the journey, logically speaking, His Highness should be allowed to take a good rest, but the military situation is raging, and I have summoned all the generals Waiting here, and discuss with His Highness the strategy to control the enemy."

Zhu Zaimo knew it in his heart.

His mentor... This is to let him meet with the people in the army.

That's how people are...

Everyone says to be loyal to the emperor, but the emperor is high above you. Others are ministers, and you are also a minister. How can you be loyal?

But now it's different.

The prince came to the army and personally commanded the big guys to kill the enemy. In this way, everyone had a chance to get close.

If there is a big victory in the future, for His Royal Highness, this is a shining stroke in his life, and it is inevitable that he will often mention it.

For the generals who served at the beginning, it is inevitable that they will be a little closer.

And the generals also know that with this experience, even if they don't say a word in front of the prince today, they will be regarded as the confidants of the future emperor in the future.

So... all the people in this big tent are people.

Both people and ghosts are here.

Everyone was both apprehensive and excited.

There is still a lot of gratitude to the regent in my heart.

The regent is really exquisite, this is paving the way for the big guys.

Whether it's the military officer of the new army or the counselor of Xishan Academy, these people are all disciples of Fang Jifan's sect!

Some studied under Liu Wenshan, some under Su Yue, some under Wang Shouren when they were in the army, not only inside the big tent, but also outside the big tent, some people with low status could only wait outside, but in In these days of cold wind like a knife, people are extremely excited.

As soon as Zhu Zaimo arrived, everyone traveled thousands of miles, shouting for thousands of years.

However, Zhu Zaimo took a deep look at Fang Jifan, and he understood in his heart that his mentor... really worked hard for him.

The look of gratitude in his eyes could no longer be hidden.

The meeting of the big account lasted until the third watch.

In fact... the plans for the battle are mostly drawn up, and now it's just a formality, how the various armies and horses will attack, which vital point to attack first, and how to respond to each other.

What kind of results are expected to be achieved in the first offensive...

Zhu Zaimo only listened attentively and generally did not express his opinion.

Over the years, he is very clear that although he is taught by a mentor, there are still many things he doesn't understand. Many times... there is no need to show that he must be smarter than others, just observe slowly and learn along with him, so that more people can learn more. Talented people have the opportunity to perform in front of themselves, and only then is the real way to be a king.

A few days later...more horses started to set off.

Countless materials, piled up like a mountain, started to be transported into the depths of the desert in a steady stream, using Yumen Pass as a transit.

And Zhu Zaimo immediately set off with the main force of the Eighth Army, and Fang Jifan followed him.

In this desert, countless soldiers and civilians have set up supply points in the oases along the way.

It's only been two months since I came and went...

The war is imminent.

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