Qin Zhuofeng stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said proudly: "Your ancestors followed Temujin, Kublai Khan killed the people of the Song Dynasty like beasts, and women, children, old and young is a great conquest?" Is it heinous for us to kill your people? What kind of bullshit is this? Isn't your medical skill from my Chinese ancestors? How many of your people have survived? "Before he followed the blue jade army to attack Gyeongju in the past, he had witnessed this tribe man using acupuncture techniques to treat the knights of the three tribes who fought with Lan Yu's own soldiers, and he could naturally see that this man with strong martial arts and martial arts and medical skills came from Middle-earth.

Tuo Yu's heart was full of hatred for Zhu Quan, Qin Zhuofeng and others At this time, he heard the other party drink so coldly, and his mind suddenly recalled the medical skills that he had read with his father who served as a physician in the Yuan Dynasty when he was young, and his mind flashed like lightning in the "Emperor's Internal Scripture", "Shennong's Materia Medica", "Difficult Scripture", "Treatise on Typhoid Fever", the truth of the doctor's parents' hearts, and recalled the tragic situation of those large and small tribes on the grassland who refused to submit to the Warat knights to the Oirat knights, and their own clansmen were killed like a river of blood. Thinking back to the people he had saved from the methods in the Han medical books, and thinking back to the people of other tribes who had died in his hands, his mind couldn't help but be confused, cold sweat poured down, and although his lowered left hand still firmly held the sharp scimitar, he no longer had the slightest strength to raise it, and the corners of his mouth were slightly dripping with blood. It turned out that he couldn't unload Qin Zhuofeng's left palm during the fierce fight, and he was provoked by Qin Zhuofeng's words under the internal injury, but it was undefensible, and under the confusion, the injury had already worsened.

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Zhu Quan hugged his daughter in his arms, and heard this little life connected to his own blood, but his heart was peaceful, staring at Tuoyu and saying coldly: "You go, never kill their descendants with your Han ancestors' martial arts." Although he has been through battles and is accustomed to the tragic scenes of the army, and the hardness of his heart is no longer what it used to be, he really does not want to take people's lives when his daughter comes into the world.

Seeing Tuo Yu silently turn around and leave, his back disappearing into the night, Qin Zhuofeng turned around and came to Zhu Quan's side with a smile, and when he was about to take over the baby's teasing, he suddenly realized that there were still blood stains on his clothes, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, asked Fang Jinsong for pills to treat internal injuries, and turned back to his bedroom to recuperate.

Zhu Quan saw that the master was seriously injured and needed to recuperate, so he had no choice but to order the people of the palace to set up a few more tables of banquets in the garden, and feasted Fang Jinsong, the brothers and sisters in the Feng Tieling army, and slowly walked towards the bedroom where Xu Ying was alone with his daughter.

Xu Ying saw that her daughter didn't cry or make trouble after she was born, and she was extremely worried in her heart, so she asked the maid to take her daughter out of the room for Zhu Quan to see, but at this time, she saw Zhu Quan holding her daughter around, sitting on the side of the bed, and hurriedly reached out to take her back into her arms, and said angrily: "Is there a father like you?" Let my daughter blow this cold wind outside, and I will never rest with you if she is sick. ”

Zhu Quan saw the unreasonable Xu Ying lying quietly on the bed, her face was tired, but her big bright eyes were full of excitement and joy of becoming a new mother, and he couldn't help but feel pity, smiled and didn't speak.

"The girl has been born, you have to name her." Xu Ying hugged her daughter tightly in her arms to feed, seeing that Zhu Quan saw that she had given birth to a daughter, but there was no disappointment on her face, and she was still a little uneasy in her heart, and said so softly.

Zhu Quan couldn't help frowning when he heard this, thinking hard, wanting to think of a delicate and elegant name for his daughter.

Xu Ying saw that Zhu Quan frowned and was silent, but she would be wrong, thinking that her husband was depressed because she gave birth to a daughter, and she couldn't help but sigh faintly.

Seeing Xu Ying's resentful face, Zhu Quan suddenly guessed her intentions, stretched out his arms to firmly embrace the mother and son, and said with a smile: "You worked so hard to give birth to a daughter, so I will leave this naming right to you." ”

Although Xu Ying was a little puzzled by the inexplicable naming right in Zhu Quan's mouth, she still understood what he meant, put her head in Zhu Quan's arms, and said softly: "I gave birth to a daughter, you won't be displeased." ”

When Zhu Quan heard this, he smiled and kissed his beloved wife on the swan-like neck, and said with a smile: "Hello daughter, when she grows up and gets married, we can collect a large amount of bride price at her husband's house." ”

Although Xu Ying knew that Zhu Quan was just a joke of nonsense, she was still disgusted, turned her head and bit him the shoulder, and then feigned anger: "Treat your own daughter as a commodity and sell it at a price, you are really hateful as a merchant-like father." Shicai was worried that after he didn't give birth to a son, Zhu Quan's dislike worry also disappeared and there was no trace of him. Xu Ying suddenly raised her eyebrows and smiled after thinking about it: "This girl is my name, called Zhu Ying." ”

Zhu Quan hugged his wife and daughter tightly, seeing his beloved wife's face smiling like a flower and a happy face, he only felt indescribable tranquility and peace in his heart, and completely forgot that there was still a sword and sword in the king's mansion for a moment, and he hoped that time would stop forever at this moment.

In Yingtian City under the cover of night, torches flickered on the dark long street, and a team of more than 100 Ming soldiers with spears came over. The 100 households led by him were born with big shoulders and round waists, and their waists were equipped with war knives, and they led their soldiers to patrol the night along the long streets paved with bluestone. Since two months ago, Lan Yu, the Duke of Liangguo, was executed for the crime of rebellion, and Chen Zhong, the commander of the Heavenly City, had been ordered to lead his soldiers and horses, together with the Jinyi Guard, to impose a curfew throughout the city.

Two streets away, in the spacious Yingguo Mansion, in the study, an old man wearing a green shirt and white temples sat quietly in front of the desk, looking at the flickering candles on the table, thinking back to the bloody rain brought by the Lan Yu plot against the court, his mood was heavy and abnormal, he was depressed, and let out a long sigh.

A very heroic young man wearing the armor of the Jinwuwei Forbidden Army walked slowly into the study, bowed to the old man, and said, "Father, the child is back." ”

Fu Youde saw his son Fu Rang returning home from the palace, but he bowed his head slightly but did not speak.

Fu Rang looked at his worried father, and after a little hesitation, he still said softly: "On the way home for the child, he met the drunken Marquis of Dingyuan on the long street, so he helped him back to the house to rest. Hou Ye was noisy in the living room and refused to go to the guest room to rest. It turned out that on his way home, he met the drunken Dingyuan Marquis Wang Bi on the street not far from the door, remembering that he was his father's subordinate in the past, and now that there was a rumor about the blue jade case in Yingtian City, the king helped him back to his house, so as not to alarm the brocade guards and horses patrolling the night and cause greater chaos.

Fu Youde couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard his son say this, stood up and walked out of the study slowly.

When the father and son walked into the living room, they saw Wang Bi, who was full of wine and delirious, reaching out to overturn the table. Looking around, the table and chairs in the living room are overturned, and there is a mess. Several maids in the house shrank aside tremblingly, not daring to come closer.

Fu Youde saw that Wang Bi was like a mad tiger, reached out and took the hot tea in the hand of a maid, splashed it on Wang Bi's face, and shouted angrily: "You kid has eaten the courage of an ambitious leopard, and you dare to come to the old man's house to spread wild." ”

Wang Bi has been training troops outside the country since he returned to the dynasty with the great victory of Yuerhai, and when he was ordered to return to Beijing half a month ago, he learned that Lan Yu had been caught in the crime of rebellion and died. He and Lan Yu are brothers and sisters, knowing that although he is rebellious and competitive, he will never do that rebellious thing, he has nowhere to confide in his heart under the desire to split his liver and intestines, he has a hangover day after day, and tonight he was helped to the mansion of the Duke of Yingguo in a daze, and the alcohol gushed up and down and could not be suppressed, and he just wanted to make a big noise and relieve the feelings in his chest. He gave the hot tea a head at this time, and when he was slightly sober, he heard the familiar sound of angry shouts in his ears, and vaguely saw that he led himself in the past, Lan Yu, Mu Ying exterminated the 100,000 yuan army of the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty and the king of Liang, and pacified the commander of Yungui, Fu Youde, stopped in front of him with angry eyebrows, sat down on the ground with tears in his eyes, and said sadly: "Brother Lan, he is wronged, Your Majesty is prosperous in spring and autumn, and my generation is afraid that there will be no good end." ”

Fu Youde saw this old subordinate who had gone through battles and was invincible on the battlefield, and Wang Bi, the famous double-sword general in the Ming army, was full of pain, and let out a long sigh, only to feel infinite sadness in his heart.

In the middle of the night, Fu Rang stopped by the desk, looked at Fu Youde, who had gray temples while grinding ink, and persuaded softly: "Dad, you are old, it is better to rest early, and talk about it tomorrow." Only after the outbreak of the Lanyu case, he deeply felt that the father who was resolute and resolute in the past was only two months, and he had aged a lot.

Fu Youde didn't seem to hear his son's words, the pen went in one go, finished writing a fold, gently placed the brush on the pen stand, and handed the fold to Fu Rang.

Fu Rang took a closer look at the back and couldn't help but change color slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Dad, Your Majesty hates the most about the encroachment of the meritorious generals on the people's interests, but you asked Your Majesty to give my family a thousand acres of land in Huaiyuan's hometown, isn't it adding fuel to the fire?" It turned out that Fu Youde's letter told Emperor Hongwu that he was old and frail, and he intended to return to the field and return to his hometown Huaiyuan to retire, and he begged Zhu Yuanzhang to give him thousands of acres of fertile land.

Fu Youde sat down in the chair dejectedly, shook his head slightly and said with a wry smile: "Although Yue Wumu in the Song Dynasty was full of liver and gall, and he was bent on smashing the Yellow Dragon, it was inevitable that there would be a disaster in the Storm Pavilion. Huang Tiandang killed Han Shizhong, who was bloodied by the golden soldiers in the first battle, but he was able to die a good death, and the ending of the same famous general was completely different, do you know why? ”

Fu Rang heard his father's answer to the question, and couldn't help but shake his head suspiciously, to show his puzzlement.

Fu Youde sighed slightly, and said slowly: "As a general, if you are not as good as Yue Wumu, you are not greedy for women, even if you are loyal to the country, it will inevitably make those who are the rulers of the people suspicious, suspect that they have other great ambitions, and they will suffer if they backfire." As a father who is the founder of the Ming Dynasty, where do he put some fields in his eyes, and the act of asking for good land is just to imitate Han Shizhong's request for wealth and land from the emperor, showing that he has no ambitions, so that the monarch and the ministers can have a good death. ”

Fu Rang couldn't help but have tears in his eyes when he saw this father, who commanded the army in the past to go down to Xishu and pacify Yungui, and saw the bloody storm set off by the Lanyu case in the court.

It turned out that Fu Youde, the Duke of Yingguo, had four sons, and the eldest son, Fu Yong, was training outside as a commander in the army. The second son passed on to his younger brother Fu Youren, and the fourth son Fu Tianxi died on the battlefield when he followed him to conquer the Liang King of the Yuan Dynasty, so he particularly cherished his two sons Fu Rang. Since he was a young man, he fought with the Tartars on the battlefield, and after many sinister lives and deaths, he has long been not afraid of personal life and death, and has always been an unyielding and fearless character, but when he thinks of his son, grandson, and the old and young, he is still willing to destroy his reputation. Such a compromised move is just for the sake of the two sons and the old and young, willing to leave a notoriety of encroaching on the people's interests, and to show the current emperor of the Ming Dynasty Zhu Yuanzhang that he has no objection.

In the afternoon of the second day, in the imperial study of the Forbidden City, Zhu Yuanzhang, the Hongwu Emperor wearing a five-clawed dragon robe and his face was uncertain, sitting alone at his desk, his mood was heavy and indescribable. It turned out that a few days ago, the governor of Yunnan urgently reported to the Beijing Division, and the Marquis of Xiping, who guarded Yunnan and Guizhou, and Muying, the Marquis of Xiping, learned that Zhu Biao, the prince of Yiwen, had died of illness, and then became ill, but died of illness in half a month.

Zhu Yuanzhang remembered that he remembered that Yungui was adjacent to Annan, and the place where various ethnic groups lived together, which was very easy to breed rebellion, not only issued a decree to bury Mu Ying in Beijing, but also posthumously crowned the king of Qianning, and deserved to enjoy the Taimiao. also let Mu Ying's eldest son Mu Chun inherit the title of Marquis of Xiping and be promoted to the Tongzhi of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion and the town of Yunnan.

Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the excerpt from Fu Youde, the Duke of Yingguo, on the desk and looked at it carefully, seeing Fu Youde's plea for his own land, and recalling his early reprimand in front of the Manchu Dynasty, he couldn't help but feel angry. He put down his hand and groaned for a while, recalling that when he heard that during the Warring States Period, the famous general of Qin State, Wang Jian commanded hundreds of thousands of troops of Qin State, and sent people back to Xianyang, the capital of Qin, to ask Emperor Yingzheng of Qin for wealth and silk, and the story of the field, he already knew the meaning of the rapid retreat in the move of Ying Guo Gong Youde, and after pondering for a long time, Xue Jing, who was waiting outside the study, was called in, and ordered him to go to Ying Guo's mansion to pass the decree, so that Ying Guo Gong Fu Youde could go to the banquet tonight to serve the Heavenly Palace.

After Xue Jing left with his front foot, Jiang Xian, who was wearing a flying fish suit for the commander of the Jinyi Guard, walked into the study after the little eunuch's gift, and whispered what Wang Bi, the Marquis of Dingyuan, said in the living room of the Yingguo Mansion after he was drunk last night, and it was actually the same word.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard that Wang Bi dared to say such a thing, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

At dusk, Fu Youde dressed in neat official uniforms, stepped out of the mansion, stepped on a horse and walked slowly under the escort of a group of guards, heading to the Hongwu Gate of the Forbidden City. Since he gave Zhu Yuanzhang a reprimand in front of the Manchu Dynasty for giving land in the early dynasty, he already knew that he was in a catastrophe, and he thought that Fu Rang, the son of the Jinwuwei Forbidden Army, was still on duty in the palace, and he couldn't help but break his heart. Recalling that the letters he wrote by himself after the dispersal of the dynasty were mixed with a lot of goods, carried out of the city by his family, and went to the foreign affairs of Qianli to give his eldest son Fu Yong, who served as a commander and acquaintance in Qianlizhi, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved in his heart.