Vol 2 Chapter 1515: good news
Chapter 1515 Happy News
Afterwards, Prince Suleiman's expression was solemn: "Your Majesty, Xiao Wang received an express report from the middle school last night. It is extremely urgent news. It is because the father is seriously ill. He urgently urged Xiao Wang to leave for the country immediately."
Prince Suleiman said that, but Emperor Hongzhi seemed quite astonished, because the news was so sudden that Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help wondering if it was an excuse.
But Fang Jifan did not seem surprised.
Because in history, this Prince Suleiman inherited the throne roughly around this time.
This news, the time point is completely consistent with the history.
Naturally, Emperor Hongzhi would not reveal his inner thoughts, with a gentle expression on his face: "Since this is the case, it is inconvenient for me to keep you here. I have heard some anecdotes about you in the capital. It is said that you are a Confucian , I also hope that I can send some Confucian scholars to Ottoman. I have followed Fang Qing’s family’s advice, and these two thousand Confucian scholars have already been sent there in advance. Chariots, horses and guards, I will prepare them for you. Fortunately, since the Tatars surrendered to my Daming, the westward journey has been smooth. My Daming’s chariots and horses can travel dozens of miles a day. It is also enough to bring you back safely."
Prince Suleiman actually heard many rumors about Emperor Hongzhi from the Confucianists.
For example... His Majesty the Emperor of Ming favored treacherous ministers, for example... He changed the law of his ancestors.
But... Seeing Emperor Hongzhi like this, Suleiman thought in his heart that even if he wasn't a good emperor, he was still a good person.
It's just... A good monarch and a good person are always at odds with each other. In the history of Ottoman and Ming Dynasty, this is mostly the case.
He took a deep look at Emperor Hongzhi, and then bowed politely: "Thank you for your generosity, I will definitely report it in the future. As for trade, Osman will welcome any caravan from Ming Dynasty."
As he spoke, he seemed to be in a hurry to deal with matters before leaving, so he wanted to leave.
Emperor Hongzhi smiled and said: "Jifan, you send him off tomorrow."
Fang Jifan nodded.
Early the next morning.
It has been prepared for Prince Ottoman's convoy, five hundred elite guards, plus Ottoman's retinue, mighty and mighty to the station.
The bruises under Suleiman's eyes were heavy. In fact, he stayed up all night, planning for how to stabilize the Ottoman country after his father became seriously ill.
Fang Jifan sent them off according to the order, and he and Suleiman saluted each other. Fang Jifan said: "Brother Su, we are destined to meet again. I was surprised to hear that your father is seriously ill. Please express my condolences."
Suleiman seemed very calm. He said: "People are born, old, sick and die. My father is just called by the heavens. When he arrives in the sky, he will have endless wealth. This time, it's time for Duke Qi..."
"Don't call Qi Guogong." Fang Jifan patted him on the shoulder, as if he was close to an elder: "You should call me brother."
This is already giving the great emperor in history a lot of face. For ordinary people, Fang Jifan is called uncle or grandpa.
Seeing Fang Jifan's closeness, Suleiman respected him, and bowed to Fang Jifan: "Thank you, Brother Fang, for your kindness, brother Fang, I will never forget it. I hope that I, Osman, can be like you and my brothers with Daming, and we will always be friends in Qin and Jin Dynasties." , Since then, it has been like a country of brothers."
Fang Jifan couldn't help complaining in his heart, Qin and Jin are so good... After Qin, he was almost crippled by Jin. What book did this Prince Suleiman read?
Fang Jifan said: "Although the world is big, we will meet again by fate."
Suleiman cupped his fists: "Please take care of it."
Suleiman didn't get in the car, but he rode on the horse skillfully. With the mighty chariot and horses, he headed west towards the morning glow.
…
One month later.
Yumen Pass.
Along the Hexi Corridor, when you arrive here, you will inevitably be greeted by yellow sand.
Compared with the comfortable and prosperous capital. This place... is really different from cloud and mud.
"Water...water is coming..."
A soldier carried several large water bags and hurried into the overcrowded station.
This station is newly built.
After the Ming Dynasty regained control of the Hexi Corridor, it began to garrison troops and horses from Yumen Pass to Lanzhou. The formerly abandoned Yumen Pass was also reopened.
Usually almost no one comes here.
But all of a sudden, a huge convoy came.
More than two thousand people, plus the soldiers escorting them, are mighty and mighty, as if covering the sky and covering the sun.
As soon as I heard that the water was coming.
The scholars who were either lying on the ground or leaning against the wall, chirping and humming, all of a sudden cheered up.
The eyes are excited, and the crowd is surging.
"Water, where is the water..."
"Ahem... Let me take a sip first..."
"Sir, do you want to rely on the old to sell the old?"
In some places, water is more precious than gold. For this sip of water, it almost caused a stampede.
Chen Jingye was pushed away in the crowd. He was already disgraced, and he didn't have the demeanor of a great Confucian.
He wanted to rush forward, but was pushed away by a few younger and stronger people.
Chen Jingye coughed, coughing desperately. Since arriving in the Hexi Corridor, almost everyone felt that their throats were very dry, as if they were on fire.
After a heart-piercing cough, he propped himself up, with resentment in his eyes, he beat X and stamped his feet and said: "Why did this happen, why did this happen, we are in trouble here now, we should be in the same boat, we are a community The time is difficult, this time we are still thousands of miles away from Osman, what the future looks like, and what tomorrow will look like, God knows, you don’t know, I don’t know. If we don’t unite as one, we will surely die in the future. Get out of the way..."
The Confucian scholars hesitated, and all looked at Chen Jingye silently.
Chen Jingye stood out from the crowd, snatched the soldier's water bag, shook it, and there was the beautiful sound of sweet spring shaking in it.
Chen Jingye bared his teeth, gritted his teeth and said: "We are scholars, scholars...Heaven has given us a great mission, and we must first work **** our hearts and minds, exhaust our muscles and bones, and starve our bodies... What is this? It's just water. , We gentlemen, have we lost all our refinement because of this mere drinking water? Tell me, tell me!"
Confucian scholars: "..."
Chen Jingye laughed loudly: "Haha...drinking water, drinking water...what is the purpose of drinking this water, there is a sweet spring in the book, this water...doesn't matter if you don't drink it!"
He stomped his feet, and then slammed the water bag to the ground.
Snapped…
The water bag fell to the ground, and the transparent and clear sweet spring leaked out from the mouth of the water bag.
The water flow mixed in the sand, making the land moist all of a sudden.
"..."
Followed by… silence.
Everyone was silent.
They looked at Chen Jingye silently.
At this moment, Chen Jingye's chest was like waves rolling over, with an awe-inspiring expression on his face, with his hands behind his back, he opened his mouth and said, "Zi said..."
Speaking of this, someone suddenly interrupted Chen Jingye's words.
"Chen, you don't need to drink water, but you smashed everyone's water. What do you teach us to drink?"
"I have no water to drink today, this old dog..."
"Kill the dog."
The Confucian scholars who were still slow just now, stimulated by these voices, became excited immediately, and immediately rushed forward.
The awe-inspiring look on Chen Jingye's face gradually disappeared, replaced by fear and astonishment.
I saw countless people rushing towards him with anger, and immediately surrounded Chen Jingye in an airtight manner. After that, there was a fist fight, and after a while, Chen Jingye's hissing and lung-piercing wailing came.
…
In the chaotic and rough scene, the accompanying guards tried their best to drag Chen Jingye out.
Chen Jingye was completely bruised at the moment, and he tried hard to open his eyes wide, but unfortunately, the eyes were swollen like kiwi fruit, and he couldn't hold them open no matter what.
He was muttering, and the guards poured water on him.
After drinking the water, he suddenly became much more energetic, as if his body had finally injected a little strength.
A medical worker treated his wounds, and said: "After leaving Yumen Pass, I can't go with you. Sir, you are injured, so you can take care of yourself on this journey. I will prepare some medicine for you... oh, and..."
The medical staff took out a notebook very seriously, looked at it, and said: "You are Mr. Chen Jingye, right? The master mentioned you and said that he has admired you for a long time and has always wanted to make a friend with you. Mr. Chen has a My son's name is Chen Jianning. This person has already entered school. Don't get me wrong. The master didn't mean to threaten him, but...he always knew that the master has great talent, and he will definitely become Suleiman's humerus minister in the future. Here is a letter from the master, explaining If you want to give it to Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen can read it now, or after you leave Yumen Pass, and remember, this letter is written by Master himself, Mr. Chen might as well read it."
"You... who is your teacher..."
Chen Jingye still looked weak. When he spoke, there was a leak in his mouth, but his front teeth were knocked out, and he asked with difficulty.
"Duke Qi..."
Duke Qi...
Chen Jingye was covered in cuts and bruises all over his body at this moment, and the pain was severe, but he couldn't help shivering when he heard these three names.
This…this shit, what…what the **** is he trying to do.
He harmed the old man, isn't that enough? If it wasn't for him, why would it be here.
Chen Jingye wanted to jump up and curse at this moment.
Unfortunately, at this time, he has already lost the strength to move.
The medical staff finished explaining the matter, didn't say anything more, turned and left.
What remained in Chen Jingye's arms was a letter.
…
In the cabinet in the capital.
Liu Jian didn't have the slightest bit of temper for the return of Confucian scholars to the West.
This is the first time he has seen such a gameplay, and he is really amazed.
It's just... Doing this way, is it afraid that this Shilin...
Oh, by the way, Liu Jian seems to have forgotten that at this moment, the scholars who lead the discussion have almost been wiped out, and it seems that there are not many fish who slipped through the net... Uh... Naturally... there are not many scholars Cleared up.
"report, report..."
But at this moment, a scribe stepped in quickly, panting: "Grand Liu, Gong Liu...there is a rush from West Mountain...His Royal Highness...saying that he wants to announce the good news."
(end of this chapter)