Hong Fu traveled thousands of miles to Changsheng Island, comforting the soldiers is secondary, the most important thing is to find out whether the old chief is dead or not, wild boar skin is a huge problem for generations of Ming emperors, if it dies, it will naturally be celebrated by the whole world, and the benefits will be great. If he is mistaken, Zhang Ke, who falsely reported his military exploits, will not be able to escape.

Such a big event cannot be left without caution.

Hong Fu's heart was raised in his throat, but Zhang Ke sneered on his face, and he didn't care.

"Teacher, when the disciple reported the victory, the old slave's life and death were uncertain, I knew that he was ambushed, he should have been wounded, and then Jiannu withdrew in disgrace."

Yes!

When Hong Shiki heard this, he immediately screamed, suddenly stood up, and kept walking on the ground, rubbing his hands vigorously.

"Teacher, rest for a while, the disciple looks dizzy." Zhang Ke said weakly.

"Dizziness? I have a headache! Hong Fuyi said unceremoniously: "The old chief is the lord of Dajin, if he dies in front of the two armies, Jiannu will definitely be angry and take revenge madly." But instead of doing so, they retreated, which means that the old chief's injuries should not be very serious. ”

Zhang Ke smiled and said: "The teacher is really like a torch, and the disciple also sees it this way!" ”

"Confused!"

Hong Shi was so angry that he stood up on the table, and his eyebrows stood up.

"Yongzhen, you are a steady person, how can you be so confused, the life and death of the old slave is uncertain, you dare to report to the court, if the old slave is not dead, the court will not let you go."

"A bunch of fools are not enough to worry about!"

"Shut up, Zhang Ke, you're too crazy!"

Hong Shi changed the gentle wind and drizzle of the past, and directly showed the majesty of the teacher, and was really angry with Zhang Ke.

"Yongzhen, do you know no, the reason why the Donglin Party was defeated in your hands is not because of how powerful you are, of course, you are quite capable of tossing......" Hong Fu said earnestly: "The saint first ascended to the throne, and the Donglin Party regarded itself as a hero of the policy, controlled the government, and committed the royal taboo, it is precisely because of this that the Donglin Party has been defeated again and again!" ”

In any other place, Hong Fuyi would not be so outspoken, Changsheng Island was completely Zhang Ke's territory, and he didn't worry about anything, the master and apprentice simply opened the skylight and said something bright.

"If today's son has been on the throne for three years, his position is becoming more and more stable, in the final analysis, the saint still likes Wenchen, no matter how powerful these people are, they can't subvert the society of the country. But the generals are different, especially you Zhang Yongzhen, who has outstanding merits, countless strong soldiers and fierce generals, and the emperor can't sleep steadily. At this time, a group of officials attack you, and the court will push the boat easily. Di Qing of the Song Dynasty, how did Yue Fei die, the merit was high, the emperor did not like it, and the civil officials were panicked, so it was naturally difficult to escape death. This dynasty is no exception, Yang Ming Gong, who pacified the rebellion of King Ning, is a sage in the world, the founder of Xinxue, and countless protégés. Isn't it because the merit is too great, the prestige is too high, and he is jealous of the ministers, Yang Ming Gong has to half hide and half retire in the second half of his life, focusing on lecturing, which is really a helpless way to protect himself......"

Hong Fu gushed endlessly, telling about the current situation, compared to Zhang Ke was even worse than Wang Yangming at that time, his credit was greater, there were more soldiers in his hands, and he was younger, if he was allowed to develop, the emperor would sooner or later be restless.

At the end of the day, Hongshiki asked, "Yeong-jeong, do you know what the biggest danger is right now?" ”

Zhang Ke smiled and said, "The Holy Grace has declined!" ”

"That's right, now that you know, how dare you rashly report your merits, I heard that after the emperor got the good news, he cried and grabbed the ground, and he didn't even do carpenter work, and ran to the Taimiao Temple to announce to the ancestors and ancestors! If you know that the old chief is not dead, the saint may not hate you much! ”

After Hong Fu finished speaking, he stared at Zhang Ke, angry and anxious, anxious and panicked, and kept gasping for breath.

Looking at the teacher's appearance, Zhang Ke's heart was warm, no matter how hard he spoke, the teacher was sincere to himself!

"Teacher, what you said is right, but the disciple dares to ask, if I don't say that the old slave was killed, will the court send me food?"

As soon as these words came out, Hong Fu's eyes suddenly widened, and his throat seemed to be stuffed with something, he couldn't spit it out, he couldn't swallow it, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Zhang Ke was right, he came from Dengzhou, where there were sailors and grain, but Yuan Keli, the governor of Denglai, just didn't send it, and if it wasn't for the arrival of the Qin mission, he wouldn't be able to transport the grain at all.

The soldiers on Immortal Island have been hungry for three days, and if he comes a few days late, I'm afraid he will die!

As soon as he thought of this, Hong Fu's momentum just now was suddenly discharged, what he was thinking about was too far, the soldiers of Changsheng Island, and Zhang Ke, all they thought about was how to live!

The meritorious soldiers who crossed the sea for the Ming Dynasty did not die under the iron cavalry of Jiannu, but were starved to death by their own people, how ridiculous it was, but it happened alive in front of him, and it happened to his beloved disciples!

At this time, Hong Shiyi looked at Zhang Ke's thin figure again, his big eyes, his heart became more and more sour, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

"It's all for the teacher's fault, it's for the teacher's fault! Yongzhen, if you have any grievances, just say it, if you don't do it for the teacher, I will also go back to Beijing to go to the Jinluan Palace to theorize, I don't believe it, can the Ming Dynasty treat heroes like this? ”

Zhang Ke smiled nonchalantly: "Teacher, you said that the saint is declining, what is the use of going to the capital." In fact, from the time my disciple threw the pen from Rong, I expected it to be today. There is a special group of people in the Ming Dynasty, they have no ability to do things, they just stare at others, pick bones in eggs, and loyal ministers and filial sons are also forced by them to deviate from morality! ”

Zhang Ke's tone was calm, as if he was not talking about himself, but the calmer he was, the more worried Hong Shibi became.

"Yongzhen, there are indeed ordinary small people, but Yongzhen, you must not have any disobedient hearts, I have been in the Ming Dynasty for more than 200 years, and there has never been a minister who can make trouble! Even if you have a large number of soldiers, as long as the emperor decrees a holy order, few people can run with you to the dark. ”

Hong Fuyi obviously didn't know that Zhang Ke had created a new system in Liaodong, and those soldiers under him really didn't have much respect for the imperial court. But one thing he said was right, Zhang Ke was far from having the strength to rebel.

"Hahaha, teacher, the disciple didn't think about rebellion." Zhang Ke smiled: "The old chief is really dead!" ”

After a conversation just now, Hong Fuyi had already subconsciously thought that the old slave was still alive, but now he actually heard that the old slave was dead, he hesitated for a while, and grabbed Zhang Ke's arm.

"Don't tease the teacher, you kid, tell me what's going on, right?"

……

Back on the night of the battle, the old slave was rescued back to the barracks, and after examination, his back was smashed by a flagpole, which was not heavy, and his chest was hit by iron sand, which broke a rib and caused a fist-sized wound.

The military medical officer rescued overnight, helped clean up the rotten meat, and re-bandaged it with the best gold sore medicine, and the old slave woke up leisurely.

The king of Khan did not die, and the whole army of Jiannu breathed a sigh of relief.

After Huang Taiji heard the news, he was even a little disappointed. In any case, it is a good thing that King Khan is still alive, according to the meaning of the old slave, he wants to continue to fight to the death with Zhang Ke, not to break the island of eternal life, and not to look back. However, Huang Taiji was worried about the old slave's body, coupled with the successive defeats, the army's heart was shaken, and he had given up the delusion of conquering Immortal Island.

After persuasion, the old slave finally agreed to withdraw from the army, and tens of thousands of Jiannu left Fuzhou in disgrace and withdrew towards Shenyang.

But on the fifth day after they left the battlefield, they got up early in the morning, and the military doctor entered the old slave's tent to check his condition, and suddenly found that the old slave had a blue face, stuck out his tongue, and his eyes were wide with anger, and he was suffocated to death!

The first night, the old Khan King was still talking and laughing, and the next day he died sideways, and he died so miserably, and suddenly rumors spread, and some people said that the old Khan King had done too many evils, and it was the soul of the unjust who came to ask for his life.

Huang Taiji saw that his father Khan died violently, and he immediately blocked the news, but he had no choice but to spread it. He was angry and hateful, and wanted to attack Changsheng Island again, but the sea ice had thawed, and the fighters were no more.

And there is something more important in front of us, and that is the throne of the Great Khan!

Huang Taiji immediately set out to control the two yellow flags, plus the two white flags he already held, half of the strength in his hand, Huang Taiji was full of confidence, and he didn't have the heart to deal with Zhang Ke at all.

The news of the sudden death of the old slave was first discovered by Kong Youde and others, and the rebel army was pressed and beaten by Jiannu, suffering heavy losses and in critical condition.

Suddenly the boar skin died, and they were all overjoyed, and immediately reported to Zhang Ke, in addition to asking for a reward, but also asked Zhang Ke to give them strong support.

Of course, Zhang Ke's situation is not good, so he can only give them some spiritual rewards. However, after getting the report, Zhang Ke quickly introduced the cause of the old slave's death.

I heard that the old slave's face was pale, as if he had been strangled to death, and he didn't know what people were saying about asking for his life, but Zhang Ke knew that taking a large amount of hibiscus paste would inhibit the respiratory nerves, causing suffocation and death, and most of the old slaves died on it!

Zhang Ke guessed well, after the wild boar skin was injured, although it was not fatal, but it affected the old injury, and the pain was unbearable, so he sounded the magic medicine hibiscus ointment, sucked a little, and sure enough, the pain disappeared, and he could even sit up.

The old slave who has no medical knowledge and is stubborn keeps smoking hibiscus paste in exchange for temporary health.

Just when he left Changsheng Island for more than four days, it happened to be a snowy day, the temperature plummeted, and the old slave was in pain with new injuries and old patients, and he took twice as much hibiscus cream as usual......

A generation of heroes came to an abrupt end, which surprised everyone.

But only Zhang Ke, he was ecstatic, no matter what, the old slave was dead, it was only five days before the battle of Changsheng Island, who dared to deny that he didn't kill the wild boar skin!

Killing the slave chieftain is more earth-shattering and dazzling than how many slaves are killed!

Even if the imperial court wants to limit itself, but with the military exploits of killing the old slave, it has to promote Zhang Ke to the rank and knighthood, and reward him lavishly, if not, I am afraid that there will be no one to serve the Ming Dynasty again!

"Well done!"

Hong Shiki patted his thigh proudly, the old man was relieved, and the tears couldn't stop flowing out, I am afraid that there are more tears shed today than in the previous half of my life combined.

"As soon as the old slave dies, I am afraid that there will be hope for the recovery of Liaodong, and before I die, I can return to my hometown, although I have no regrets!" Hongshiki cried like a child.

Zhang Ke accompanied the teacher to shed tears for a while, and finally calmed down, Zhang Ke said: "Teacher, Jiannu is only afraid that it is not so easy to deal with, the old chief is dead, maybe there are more powerful characters, in short, you can't take it lightly." ”

"Well, no matter what, killing the old slave is a great victory, and the teacher will return to Beijing immediately and ask for credit for you!" Hong Shiki's body was fluttering, not to mention how excited.

"Back then, Duke Yangming captured King Ning and made him an earl, and it was easier for a military general to be knighted, I think the imperial court said less about giving a hereditary earl, preferably a marquis. If you weren't too young, you should have been a duke! "The more Hong Fu said that the price is higher, depending on what he means, it's good to give his beloved disciple a prince! R1152