Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Zhang Sheng is such a son.

And most importantly, the son was lame.

He has no expectations for his son's future.

But now... this hope is rekindled.

The favorite student of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

There are few people in the world who can do it.

Not only that, the nine arrows were shot out. Famous all over the world, everyone in the world does not know that his son shot dead the fifth prince of Tatar.

This alone is enough to go down in history.

What's more, all of this was originally provoked by the fifth prince himself. The fifth prince proposed the competition at the beginning, and he was the first to propose the subsequent life and death contract. Everything... is his own fault.

According to the rules on their prairie, it seems... quite reasonable.

He deserves to die.

Thinking of this, Zhang Sheng burst into tears, wishing he could jump up and kiss Zhu Houzhao's face fiercely.

In Zhu Houzhao's heart, he was naturally very happy, happy, this is the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, and he would come to say that I am not the minister of the palace every now and then.

These ministers, don't think that they call themselves His Royal Highness the Crown Prince very affectionately in private, but once they are in front of everyone, they immediately restore the demeanor of the ancient ministers, as if I am a man of morality and integrity, and I don't pick any faults with Your Majesty and the Crown Prince , to show my past attitude of envy and enmity.

But now, the four words of great kindness and great virtue, never forgetting, made Zhu Houzhao feel elated: "There is nothing to thank, I am very humble, and I am too lazy to take the credit. This is all due to Yuan Xi himself. He learned from Ben Gong." His archery skills are quite assiduous, and Ben Gong only gave some pointers."

Everyone was shocked.

Just a little bit of pointers, it's so powerful.

His Royal Highness, isn't that super god?

...

Among the crowd, Abu Hua stood in a daze, he looked under the tower, looked at the corpse, it seemed that no one cared about the Fifth Prince now.

It's over, it's over.

It was my own suggestion to come to the mutual market at the beginning.

The Great Khan trusted himself and believed that at this time, he needed to buy time, so he ordered himself to go on an envoy, and took this opportunity to find out the reality of Daming.

It was also my own idea to get in touch with the prince inside Daming. This prince had already sharpened his sword and was secretly trying to test the Tatars.

Therefore, it was actually his own idea that the Fifth Prince Chiju came here. He told Da Khan that if he wanted to unite with the prince, he had to win the trust of others, so... the Fifth Prince came.

But now... the Fifth Prince is dead.

I don't know if he died peacefully or not, but with so many blood holes on his body, I think...it's not too peaceful.

How should I meet the Great Khan?

This is the last heir of the Great Khan.

It is almost the same as cutting off children and grandchildren!

A Buhua seemed to have eaten a fly, he wanted to... die.

At this time, at some point, someone patted him on the shoulder.

He shuddered all over, and subconsciously turned his head to look, but it was Fang Jifan's sincere face: "Ah... Buhua? The name is correct, please forgive me."

"..." Abu Hua licked her dry lips, but said nothing.

Fang Jifan said: "But to be honest, I have never seen a person like you, the fifth prince of Tatar, Chiju, who is so determined to die and insists on signing a life-and-death contract. How could you be so stupid? So far? The Tatars are indeed warriors, and they are not afraid of death. Abuhua, are you afraid of death?"

Abuhua shuddered, and the fear deep in his heart was released like a Pandora's box at this moment.

"snort!"

He snorted coldly to cover up his weak heart, and raised his legs to walk, but just after taking a step, his feet went limp, and he slumped on the ground.

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Up and down the Wengcheng, there were endless cheers.

This match is absolutely exciting.

A lame man is remembered.

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In the Forbidden City.

Emperor Hongzhi felt a little anxious.

Although... it's just a gamble, what's the point?

But Emperor Hongzhi still felt uneasy. He found that his eyes kept jumping.

So, he pushed away the memorial, simply lay down on the soft cushion, closed his eyes and meditated.

Xiao Jing on the side stood bowed, seeing that His Majesty was bored, he said: "Your Majesty, please don't worry, the captain-in-law will definitely not ask for death, this servant knows him too well."

Emperor Hongzhi opened his eyes: "Don't shout about these words everywhere. People who don't know will think that Ji Fan's words are not believed."

Xiao Jing said in his heart, this bastard has never kept his word, if he kept his word, we can all be called utterly loyal.

It's just... He didn't dare to say these words, so Xiao Jing said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, slaves will die."

Emperor Hongzhi sighed, and said, "Hey, I feel that the red technique is by no means so simple, so I can't rest assured in my heart."

Xiao Jing thought for a while: "Your Majesty, there is one thing, which is quite strange. It was found in Dongchang..."

But at this moment, a eunuch hurried in: "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Hongzhi felt his eyes twitch again.

However, he said: "What?"

The eunuch said: "There is news from the East City that the Tatar Chiju asked to shoot at each other and signed a life-and-death contract!"

Emperor Hongzhi's face suddenly turned cold, and his body trembled in anger: "Could this thief still want to kill my son of Daming at the feet of the Son of Heaven?"

This is a terrible thing.

It's not good to make trouble, something will happen.

Think about it, a Tatar prince came to Ming Dynasty as an envoy.

But he made a provocation, and finally killed a scholar of Daming Xishan Academy.

So how should it end?

Does the imperial court care or not? So where is Daming's face?

But if you look into it, then wouldn't it be a big statement without faith.

This red technique is obviously provocative, it is not trying to ask for peace and exchange.

They killed my people, do they still want me to trade with them?

But the original bet was the mutual market!

Emperor Hongzhi trembled with anger, murderous intent loomed on his usually generous face at this moment.

Xiao Jing hurriedly said: "Your Majesty calm down!"

Emperor Hongzhi ignored him, pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, his face getting colder and colder.

"Also..." The eunuch secretly glanced at Emperor Hongzhi: "This time, the slaves know that it seems... seems..."

"Like what?"

The eunuch cautiously said: "It seems that Captain Fang sent out this time, but a cripple..."

"..." Emperor Hongzhi was shocked.

Eggplant, ah, no... lame!

Is this a joke?

Emperor Hongzhi slumped down on the imperial chair, feeling dizzy.

When Xiao Jing saw this, he knew that His Majesty was furious, he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to vent his anger.

Emperor Hongzhi stared straight at the void.

"Jifan, did he have a brain disorder?"

"This... I don't know." The eunuch said tremblingly.

Emperor Hongzhi gritted his teeth: "Go call the imperial doctor and show him!"

"Slave... Slave... let's go."

...

But at this time, an excited servant had rushed to the General Administration Department under the order of Shuntian Fu Yin.

The guard was out of breath: "Hurry up, hurry up, report urgently, report urgently!"

The Secretary of General Administration immediately came out to greet him. Looking at the officer, he couldn't help feeling strange: "Where's the official document?"

"There is no official document, it's oral performance, gambling, winning, winning!"

won...

The hairs of the General Secretary will explode.

Good thing, no wonder Shuntian Mansion is so eager to spread the news.

"Our Daming won."

"Naturally, you don't know about Tatar's red technique, shooting to death. At that time, the two were far apart. Guess how many steps there are." The guard stretched out his palm excitedly: "Five hundred..."

"Five hundred what?" The hall official of the General Secretary was taken aback.

"Five hundred steps." The guard started talking nonsense excitedly. In fact, he didn't know the exact number of steps at the scene. He only knew that the distance between the two sides was far away, which was completely beyond the shooting range of a normal shooter. With a dry look, he said: "It's at least five hundred steps, and people haven't seen it clearly yet, but we saw that our Da Ming's archer didn't even open his eyes, just closed his eyes, completely relying on a pair of ears. With a flick of his ears, he seemed to have discerned the direction of the Tatar Chiju, and then he shot an arrow. This arrow was truly earth-shattering, like a frightened bird. On this day, there were dark clouds rolling faintly, and a strong wind followed. Tatar Chiju fell down at the sound."

"Shot."

"Missed." The guard patted his stomach, a little hungry, but he still talked about it with relish: "Do you know the allusion of the frightened bird? It's only when you miss the shot. Although this arrow missed , but I clearly saw that Chiju swayed and frightened."

Five hundred steps, a bird of fright.

"It turns out that this arrow was just a deliberate concession by our Da Ming sharpshooter. It was clearly a warning to Chi Shu. When Chi Shu saw this, he was terrified. He didn't expect that our Da Ming would actually return the arrow." There are such great heroes."

"It's too late to say, it's too soon, before the red technique knows how powerful it is, and we want to escape, we sharpshooters will shoot eight arrows in a row, eight arrows, these eight arrows, five hundred steps away , shot that Chiju's vitals everywhere, and Chiju was directly shot into a hedgehog, and has died since then."

The hall official trembled.

Fuck... there is such a miraculous thing.

Five hundred steps to kill.

And the skill of frightening the bird, nine consecutive shots?

Our Great Ming...has such a great hero?

God bless Daming, this is God's favor for His Majesty the Emperor.

The official pressed his hand: "Are you sure it was five hundred steps, or did you shoot with your eyes closed?"

"Why can't you be sure, so many people have seen it." The guard said seriously.

The hall official shouted: "Come here, come here, enter the palace immediately... to announce the good news to His Majesty."

Here, there have been eunuchs on duty for a long time, and when they heard the news, they ran away in a hurry.

Five hundred steps, five hundred steps kill people invisible.

Um? How many steps did you hear just now? Is it five hundred steps or eight hundred steps?

It seems to be eight hundred steps.

That's right, 800 steps away, 100 steps through Yang!

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