But where did Ma Wensheng manage so much.

This kind of report is really scary, in fact, Ma Wensheng himself is scared, and he is full of urine.

Like a madman, he continued to push inside.

…………

In the hall, the discussion around the killing of 300 people has entered a white-hot stage.

Shen Wen's mood is very complicated, he doesn't like his son to be a bet, this is his own son, he is born from his own blood, he is not an object.

Emperor Hongzhi's mind is all in Datong, how big is this good news.

The flying team only said that it was a big victory, but they were in the air, obviously, they couldn't be checked, and the so-called good news couldn't even be proved by the teams themselves, so what's the point?

The question now is whether the Tatars have retreated or not, and whether Datong is still in jeopardy.

Yang Tinghe was expressionless and looked at Fang Jifan.

Peers are enemies.

Originally, Yang Tinghe had a beautified life, he became Zhan Shifu Zhan Shi, specifically responsible for teaching the prince, if there was no Fang Jifan, even if His Royal Highness the prince was naughty, but even if he gave the prince a few days a month, as the emperor's teacher, after His Royal Highness the prince succeeded to the unification, he would soon become the squire of a certain department, and then, at a very fast speed, worship as a cabinet scholar, or even ...... In the future, he will also become a Cabinet Minister.

What he continues is the path taken by countless predecessors.

Outcome...... The prince ran away and slipped away to Xishan every day, not knowing what to do, and he fell into a very embarrassing situation.

"Behead three hundred, Marquis Dingyuan, this is what you said, if you falsely report your military exploits, be careful that the national law does not allow it."

A scholar is a scholar, and his professional level is superb, Fang Jifan just believes in Shen Ao, so he thinks that there will definitely be three hundred heads, and Yang Tinghe directly helped Fang Jifan to sit down, otherwise, it would be a false report of his achievements.

False reporting of military exploits is a serious crime.

But when his voice fell, someone suddenly coughed desperately, panting like a bellows, and then the whole person almost collapsed on the ground, and said with difficulty: "Your Majesty...... Good news...... Good news......"

Ma Wensheng walked for several miles, and finally arrived here, he was still a scholar of the military department, but his body was very weak, and when he walked to the Chongwen Palace, he was almost exhausted, but he still arched the report in his hand: "Great victory, ......"

Then, almost without strength, he fell to the ground.

The saddest thing about Ma Wensheng is that he is always unlucky to appear in situations where he shouldn't be.

For example, now, he is tired and paralyzed, as if he is hitting the street, and he falls directly to the ground, at this time, when everyone sees the military department Shangshu fall to the ground, the first reaction should be, Ma Gong, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you, hurry, call the imperial doctor.

But......

Ma Wensheng was like a magician, and he didn't pay attention to him.

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly rose up.

All of them fell silent.

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan looked back in amazement.

Everyone stared at Ma Wensheng who collapsed to the ground, no, it was the newspaper he was holding in his hand.

Xiao Jing didn't wait to say more, stepped forward with an arrow, walked to Ma Wensheng's side, lowered his body, and seemed to forget that the poor military department Shangshu was already angry, his face hit the ground, whether he was dead or fainted, but he reached out and broke the newspaper that Ma Wensheng was holding, broke his fingers one by one, and started the report, Xiao Jing breathed heavily, his eyes were still staring at this newspaper, stood up, and no one paid attention to Ma Wensheng anymore.

"Read!" Emperor Hongzhi drank heavily.

Even this son of heaven, who has always been known for his gentleness, forgot about Ma Wensheng's existence at this moment.

Xiao Jing hurriedly opened the report and bowed his head: "Jin Zizhong, the chief military officer of the Datong Metropolitan Division, said: 'The Tatars invaded, led countless people, attacked Datong, and the army and people of Datong were indignant and wanted to fight a decisive battle. From time to time, there are Tatars who are meticulous and so on, destroying the Datong wall, Datong ...... At stake. ”

Xiao Jing read quickly, and then, his pupils began to contract: "Today, my Datong Pass defense barrier has been lost, and the Tatars have come to the city, and the ministers want to fight to the death, repay the grace of heaven, and ...... with all loyalty."

Emperor Hongzhi frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with Xiao Jing reading these inconsequential things.

Does he fight to the death or not, and has a fart relationship with now?

Zhu Houzhao said: "It's important. ”

Xiao Jing nodded: "There is a flying team of the town and the country, at this time of danger, running to attack the enemy camp overnight, it is night, the Tatar camp outside the pass is on fire, shouting and killing, the fire spreads all night, the flying team returns to the dawn, waiting for the dawn of Tiangang, the minister does not dare to slack off, and urgently orders the scouts to go out of the customs, where the scouts go, shocking, the Tatar camp, overnight, turned into nothing, the Tatar Khans, etc., are nowhere to be found, the rest of the Tatars, all fled, and the ground left, mostly ownerless cattle and horses, scorched corpses everywhere, and even seriously injured and incurable, The subordinates ordered the scouts to be exhausted, and the results of the battle were verified......"

Speaking of which.

Emperor Hongzhi relaxed all of a sudden.

It seems that Fang Jifan is right, there must be three hundred people who were beheaded, otherwise, how could it be that the Tatars fled overnight and disappeared.

The fire hit the camp......

This flying team is amazing.

He looked at the prince and Zhu Houzhao with satisfaction.

Yang Tinghe's face was miserable all of a sudden, and the rest of Hanlin faced each other.

Has this flying team really made a great contribution?

But then, Xiao Jing was dumbfounded, he was a little stunned, and he gasped for a long time: "After the test, it was night, and the flying team killed two Tatar princes, sixty-seven princes, two prime ministers, one Taishi, Taibao, Taifuren, etc., a total of nine; Three captains, the rest of the thousands, centurions, and countless ......"

Although the Tatar officials are very chaotic, to be honest, anyone who has been in the Museum of Culture and History of the Hanlin Academy and has repaired the history of the Yuan Dynasty may not understand why a general stationed in a border town will also be named prime minister, or, even though he is a prince, he wants to be given a Taibao, they admire the brains of the Mongols. But......

No one can deny that these positions can only be divided among the illustrious.

Everyone who is here is the backbone of the Tatar Ministry.

Killed so many?

In the Chongwen Palace, there was already some confusion, and everyone began to whisper.

Xiao Jing said: "The rest of the people, the heads taken, the number of thousands of people, the number of cattle and horses, 70,000 heads, the capture of Tatar deserters, a total of 975 people. 60,000 quintals of horse feed ......"

Yang Tinghe also began to suffer respiratory arrest.

Not a hundred, not three hundred, that's fifteen thousand!

He felt that fate had given him a small slap in the face, and his legs were weak and he collapsed directly to the ground.

Fifteen thousand heads.

Moreover, this is clearly not a false merit.

Because all the numbers can be matched, for example, it is clearly written on the top, and 15,000 heads are obtained; There is also a matching number of cattle and horses seized; He even captured nearly a thousand prisoners and obtained a large amount of horse feed.

Every number can be corroborated by each other, and it is impossible to cheat.

Moreover, this piece of music is written by the chief military officer of Datong, why should people brag about it for the flying team? Lying about his war exploits, and reporting it so big, this is going to kill his head, why?

Emperor Hongzhi was dumbfounded, his eyes looked a little weak, and there was a feeling that the world was spinning in front of him.

If it's 300, even if it's 3,000, it's acceptable.

But fifteen thousand.

It's almost like a war of annihilation.

Datong, which was originally in danger, is now safe.

And the Tatars suffered a heavy blow directly, and this battle was really ......

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Jing saw His Majesty's strange appearance, and hurriedly stepped forward.

Emperor Hongzhi held his forehead: "It's nothing, it's nothing, I'm slowing down, I'm slowing down, I'm slowing down, I'm going to play it, I'm going to slow it down, I'm ......going to slow it down, I'm going to slow it down, I'm going to slow it down, I'm going to slow it down, I'm going to slow it down, See for yourself. ”

Xiao Jing was busy offering a recital.

Suddenly, Emperor Hongzhi's eyes began to glow, and it was magical, and he began to become fierce again, and his eyes were shining.

This beam of light swept over the music.

Immediately, he raised his eyes and patted the case: "Okay, this is the majesty of the Han army." ”

Zhu Houzhao himself was a little confused.

Fifteen thousand people, even if it is to kill 15,000 cows, it is very hard, for this, Zhu Houzhao has a deep feeling, it is not easy to kill cattle, this can fly team, three hundred people, overnight, kill so many Tatars.

Zhu Houzhao came back to his senses, and suddenly, his eyes began to shine, he crossed his hands, and all of a sudden, it was magical.

I Zhu Houzhao, there will be today!

He looked triumphant, and was about to speak.

Fang Jifan has calmed down, great merit, great merit...... He was about to share the joy with Zhu Houzhao, and when he saw Zhu Houzhao with his hands on his hips, he immediately felt ...... This guy doesn't seem to be modest enough.

Fang Jifan grabbed Zhu Houzhao and pulled down fiercely.

Zhu Houzhao stumbled and was about to scold angrily, what is La Bengong doing?

He subconsciously bowed down, and on the other side, Fang Jifan said loudly: "The minister Fang Jifan...... Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty, the flying team relies on the spirit of the ancestors, attacks the Tatars, and is blessed with the grace of Your Majesty, and defeats the Hu people in one fell swoop. ”

Zhu Houzhao knelt, looked at the board and eyes, and looked admiring, and praised his father.

He opened his mouth, a little tempted to say something upright.

Fang Jifan took advantage of the situation and pinched him the arm.

Zhu Houzhao said angrily in a low voice: "Don't pinch me!" ”

But he also understood what Fang Jifan meant, so he had to say: "My father controls the world with benevolence, and the soldiers of the flying team all admire my father's kindness, my father is amazing, and my father is so good............."

The three words are good, and I learned them from Fang Jifan.

He looked listless, but he continued: "Long live my father, long live, long live!" ”

“……”

The chaos in the Chongwen Hall has been lifted, and many people are beginning to understand what is going on.

Hanlin was also busy saying: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty, long live my emperor!" ”

The sound of praise is endless.