On the Fengtian Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang, the Hongwu Emperor sitting behind the table, waved his hand to signal the palace maid who was waiting, after the eunuch retreated, in the wide Fengtian Palace, except for him and Fu Youde, the two people sat across the table, relatively speechless, there was only Jiang Xian, the commander of the brocade guard who stood behind Zhu Yuanzhang like a clay sculpture and wood carving, and it was even more silent after three rounds of drinking, Zhu Yuanzhang's face sank slightly, and he said lightly: "Fu Rang, as a thousand households in the palace, does not know the etiquette of the monarch and the minister, what crime does Ying Guogong think he should be?" ”

Fu Youde poured himself a drink and was silent.

Zhu Yuanzhang saw that this Ying Guogong, whose temperament was completely different from Lan Yu, was so strong in the face of his words, he couldn't help but be angry, reached out and took off the three-foot long sword at his waist and put it heavily on the wine table, pushed it in front of him, and said coldly: "The son is not the fault of the father, you, who are the father, go and discipline your son." ”

Jiang Xian saw that His Majesty the Emperor actually handed over the long sword to Fu Youde's hand, and his heart couldn't help but tighten, and he couldn't help but quietly hold the handle of the embroidered spring knife on his waist with his right hand, for fear that this general, who had gone through the battle and had already put life and death out of the way, would break out.

Fu Youde silently took the long sword, slowly drew the sword out of its sheath, turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall.

Jiang Xian saw that Fu Youde dared to draw his sword in front of His Majesty the Emperor in this Fengtian Palace, Rao is strong martial arts, calm by nature, and his heart was also hanging in his throat. ”“

Zhu Yuanzhang saw that the long sword in Fu Youde's hand was shining under the candlelight, and his eyes were not instantaneous, staring coldly at the other party's every move, and he did not move. He fought in the troubled times in the past, after thousands of troops and horses, there were countless scenes of near death, even if this Ming Dynasty warrior held a sword against each other, and even waved a sword, it could not make him afraid.

Fu Youde walked out of the hall with a sword, and after walking a few feet, he came to his son Fu Rang, who was wearing the costume of Jinwuwei Qianhu and standing solemnly under the imperial steps outside the Fengtian Palace.

Fu Rang saw his father slowly walking out of the Fengtian Temple with a long sword in his hand, and his face couldn't help but change greatly, and he asked in a deep voice: "Dad, ...... you go to the temple with a weapon in hand, this is a crime of complicity.

Fu Youde saw that his son's heroic face was similar to his own, and said miserably: "Today is the time when my father and son are killed. With a wave of his hand, a sword stabbed into his chest, penetrating into his son's chest, and seeing his own flesh and blood fall to the ground with a stunned and puzzled expression, the liver and intestines in his chest were broken, and it was indescribable. The so-called knowing son Mo Ruo's father, he knows that his son Fu Rang is very strong, instead of making up charges indiscriminately and beheading him to show the public, it is better for him, the father, to give him a happy cut, so as not to be humiliated in front of others.

In front of the Fengtian Palace, Jiang Xian, Li Lin and the leaders of the brocade guards saw that the Duke of Yingguo was holding a bloody three-foot long sword, turned around and climbed the stairs, and it was obvious that he was about to enter the Fengtian Palace. In the face of this Daming general who killed his son with his own hands, they seemed to be facing thousands of troops, although they were all armed with weapons and many people, but from their hearts there was an indescribable sense of loneliness.

Seeing that this Duke of Yingguo Youde was holding a long sword and coming proudly, Li Lin, as the head of the one hundred and eight Jinyi guards in front of the emperor, knew that if he allowed him to step into the Fengtian Palace, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape the death penalty, so he immediately shouted with courage: "The Duke of Yingguo should know the etiquette of the imperial court, and carry the sword to the palace to face the king, which is no different from rebellion and chaos, and he should not retreat quickly." ”

Fu Youde was silent, holding a long sword in his hand, and walked slowly towards the brocade guards who were crowded at the gate of Fengtian Palace. The moment he killed his son with his own hands, his heart was already like ashes, not to mention that these dozens of brocade guards would never hesitate at all when facing thousands of troops alone.

Jiang Xian's face was slightly pale, and when he was about to swing his knife, he heard the loud voice of Zhu Yuanzhang in the silent Fengtian Hall behind him: "Let him enter the hall." ”

When the brocade guards heard His Majesty the Emperor's message, they couldn't help but silently dodge both sides as if they were in amnesty.

Zhu Yuanzhang watched Fu Youde, who was holding a long sword, slowly coming from the gate of Fengtian Palace, still staring at him coldly, without the slightest wave on his face, and said coldly: "Jinyi Wei withdrew from the hall. ”

Jiang Xian led a group of brocade guards who collected the swords and returned the sheath to follow Fu Youde into the palace, and when he heard that the emperor saw Fu Youde's situation, he asked himself and the others to withdraw from the palace, and couldn't help but say anxiously: "Your Majesty ......"

"I said, wait until you leave the palace." Zhu Yuanzhang said coldly.

Jiang Xian, Li Lin heard his inviolable tone, hesitated for a moment and then silently bowed out of the hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang saw Fu Youde put the long sword that was still dripping blood on the wine table in front of him, and still asked lightly without changing his face: "You killed Fu Rang?" Seeing that the other party was silently bowing his head, he couldn't help but say coldly: "Tiger poison does not eat children, how ruthless is Ying Guogong." ”

"Isn't that what you want to do?" Fu Youde only felt the grief and indignation in his chest, and the pain was uncontrollable, and after pouring himself a glass of wine, he looked at Zhu Yuanzhang coldly and said in a deep voice.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but be silent when he heard Fu Youde's words, and after a long sigh, he said, "The son is gone, and there is a grandson." Seeing this Ying Guogong, who ruthlessly killed his own son under his own persecution, a trace of sadness surged in his heart, and he suddenly remembered his son Zhu Biao, who had always been soft-hearted, and he was also to blame for the early death of his soft-hearted son.

Fu Youde was already discouraged, and when he heard Zhu Yuanzhang mention his grandson, his chest was as if he had been hit hard by a thousand pounds of hammer, and his mind suddenly recalled his eldest grandson under his knees, reached out and took the three-foot long sword on the table, and said coldly to Zhu Yuanzhang: "He is not only my grandson, but also your grandson." With that, he dragged the sword across his neck and fell to the ground in a splash of blood. In the past years, he followed Xu Da's northern expedition to Taiyuan, defeated the Tatar general Timur, fought seven battles and won seven victories in the land of Shaanxi and Gansu, swept several Yuan troops, and commanded an army of 300,000 to exterminate Fu Youde, the prince of Yingguo, who was entrenched in the Liang King of Yunnan Tartars, committed suicide in the Fengtian Palace. At the end of his life, he had already decided to no longer be loyal to anything, but throughout his life in the late Yuan and early Ming dynasties, he never betrayed himself to the tyrannical Yuan Tartar and was loyal to his own nation. In the countless battles of the founding generals of the Ming Dynasty against the Tartars, Xu Da was defeated, Li Wen and Feng Sheng were also defeated, but Fu Youde, the Duke of Yingguo, did not taste a defeat.

Zhu Yuanzhang stopped in front of Fu Youde's corpse, saw the blood on the ground flowing quietly and silently, wetting the tips of his shoes, and said to himself silently in his heart: My son is dead, but there is still a grandson, if my grandson can't become the emperor, I'm afraid that life will be worse than death. Thinking of this, he recalled in his mind the respectful young face of his grandson Zhu Yunwen when he saw him, and the trace of remorse in his heart for the early death of his son Zhu Biao had long disappeared and disappeared without a trace, and he turned his head to Jiang Xian, the commander of the Jinyi Guard who was standing on the side, and said coldly: "The Duke of Yingguo is virtuous and bullied the king, and the men, women and children in his family are distributed to Yunnan and Liaodong. The son of his eldest Fu Yong was handed over to the Zongren Mansion to raise. It turned out that Fu Youde's eldest son Fu Yong married Princess Shouchun as his wife, although Princess Shouchun died of illness more than a year ago, but left a son in the Yingguo Mansion.

On the northeastern edge of the Loess Plateau, a majestic city stands on it like a tiger and lion entrenched. I saw that this ancient city is more than thirteen miles around, four zhang two high, the site is built with stone, and the wall is made of bricks. The four gates are: Heyang in the east, Yongtai in the south, Qingyuan in the west, and Wuding in the north. The door is built with a building, a corner tower, four towers with fifty and four, and a nest shop with ninety and six.

During the Warring States Period, Li Mu, a famous general of Zhao State, Liu Bang, Wei Qing, Huo Quai, and Li Guangjun fought against the Xiongnu here. After Qin Shi Huang unified China, he sent the general Meng Tian to lead an army of 300,000 to attack the Xiongnu in the north, and recruited the people to build the Great Wall, where he built and established Pingcheng. More than 20 years ago, after the Northern Yuan Dynasty guards fled from the wind, Xu Da built a large number of buildings here, and built the city on the basis of the old site of Pingcheng to connect the upper valley in the east, reach the Heng in the south, the Yellow River in the west, and control the desert in the north of the Central Plains barrier, which is the head of the nine important towns of the Ming Dynasty, Datong, Shanxi.

At this moment, in the study of a vast mansion in Datong City, a white-haired, sturdy old man sat silently for a long time, thinking of the will he received from Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of Yingtian Hongwu in Beijing during the day, and recalled the Duke of Yingguo who committed suicide a few months ago, and couldn't help but feel sad and weeping. He is the former commander of the army to surrender to the Tartar generals, entrenched in Liaodong Muhuali son Nahachu army commander, the Ming Dynasty founding generals second only to Xu Da, often Yuchun, Li Wenzhong's Song Guogong Feng Sheng, dedicated to this training Tuntian.

Since the death of Zhu Biao, the prince of Yiwen, because of Lan Yu's rebellion, he has been widely implicated, and even a loyal person like Wang Bi, the Marquis of Dingyuan, has been implicated, and it is difficult to escape death, so how can Feng Sheng not be afraid.

With the sound of small footsteps, a beautiful and dignified girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, green silk like clouds, walked slowly into the study with a tea cup.

Feng Sheng saw his beloved daughter Feng Xuan coming, and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes while he was unconscious, and said in a slightly reproachful tone after taking the teacup: "Xuan'er, just leave the matter of serving tea and water to your subordinates, why are you always so willful." ”

Feng Xuan saw that his father, who was old and strong on weekdays, was tired today, so he said softly: "Daddy, you are busy with military affairs on weekdays, but you also have to pay attention to your body. ”

Feng Sheng couldn't help but let out a long sigh when he heard this, leaned back in the chair, and suddenly said after a moment of silence: "Xuan'er, I will return to Beijing in a few days for my father." Speaking of this, I couldn't help but pause slightly, looked at the face of my beloved daughter Feng Xuan, suddenly made up my mind, and said softly: "This time, you don't respond to the sky with your father, when the eldest woman gets married, she will be the master of her father's affairs and promise you a family business." ”

Feng Xuan heard what his father said, and couldn't help but flash in his mind the appearance of Zhu Quan, the king of Ning, when he was boating on the river in Yingtian, and remembered that when he followed his father to Shanxi, he heard that he had married the beloved daughter of the king of Zhongshan, the extremely rude senior sister, and Fang couldn't help but feel stunned in his heart.

Feng Sheng saw that his beloved daughter was a little distracted, so he said gently: "You have been a strong child since you were a child, but ordinary children are fathers but they don't look down on them, His Royal Highness King Ning was in love with you in the past, and his father will make the decision to give you to him as a side room." In his opinion, if a woman in this world can meet a man of the same age several times and be able to speak, she can naturally be called a love affair.

Feng Xuan couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this, and couldn't help but feel numb, and after a moment of silence, she bit her lips lightly, and resolutely said: "If your daughter doesn't marry in this life, she will stay with her father and serve your old man for a lifetime." Although she had such feelings for Zhu Quan in the past, she remembered that Xu Ying's rude senior sister at this time was Zhu Quan's wife, the justifiable Princess Ning. If he marries into King Ning's mansion to be that side room, won't he be at the mercy of that girl for the rest of his life? Thinking of this, although there are many contradictions in my heart, it is difficult to express, but I still say so.

"Nonsense." Feng Sheng heard the childish words of this well-behaved daughter, and couldn't help laughing, and said with a brush. He thought about it for a while, and had already guessed a little about his daughter's thoughts, and said with a smile: "I have read countless people for my father, and I still boast that I still have two points of knowledge, although Xu Ying's girl is quite rude, her heart is really not bad, and she is in charge of her father. Speaking of which, thinking that he was only afraid of being more auspicious and less auspicious when he returned to Beijing this time, he couldn't help but feel a dull pain in his heart, seeing his beloved daughter lame and silent, he deliberately sank down in his heart, and said coldly: "The matter of marriage, you have to be the master of the father, how can you be allowed to push back." ”

In today's world, it is inevitable that a woman pays attention to the three virtues of being at home from her father, marrying from her husband, and following her husband's funeral from her son, from the princess to the common people. When Feng Xuan was in a dilemma, he reluctantly agreed to his lifelong event after a few words of persuasion from his father, and at this time, seeing his father so impatient to force him to marry Zhu Quan as a concubine, his heart was full of grievances and unwillingness.

Feng Sheng knew that his beloved daughter seemed to be weak and her heart was quite strong, at this time, seeing her big eyes with tears, thinking of the danger of returning to Beijing, he still hardened his heart and said: "You go back and pack your bags, arrange for your father's family to be in the army, and escort you to Daning tomorrow." ”

Feng Xuan saw her father's stern look that could not be argued, so she had to bow her head slightly aggrieved, turn around and leave the room.

In the early morning of the second day, on the official road outside Datong City, Feng Sheng, who was wearing armor, handed over the letter written by himself and the Guan Fang Road to a hundred families of relatives who looked fierce and were about forty years old, and said in a deep voice: "All the way to Xiaoxing overnight, all the way to the town. If there is any difficulty in the official mansion on the road, I will be told that it is I, Feng Sheng, who will marry my beloved daughter to His Royal Highness King Ning as a side room. When I see His Royal Highness King Ning, I will present this book. "This pro-soldier Baihu is his own nephew, and he also followed his own battlefield in the past, coupled with his identity as Feng Sheng, the Duke of Song and His Royal Highness King Ning, I think there will be no one who eats the heart of a bear and a leopard and dares to make things difficult along the way.