Let's say that the Ministry of Officials is engaged in the elimination of civil officials. The military department was not idle.

Sixty-three-year-old Ma Wensheng, the secretary of the military department, was resolute. In one go, more than 30 mediocre generals who were laid off for a vegetarian meal were dismissed.

These more than 30 mediocre generals received military salaries and did not go to the Beijing camp or regimental camp for many years. Some don't even know how many soldiers they have.

This group of Qiu Ba is not a literati who play with a pen.

You have dismissed their officials and made them lose their livelihood. They will look for you desperately.

In the evening of that day, Ma Wensheng returned to the front of the mansion in an official sedan chair.

The 3,000 battalion had a commander named Guo Dagang. This man was born dark, fat, and short. In the army, he was nicknamed Guo Datou.

Yesterday, Guo's military position was cut. Is this still worth it?

My ancestor has fought the world with Hong Wuye! It's hard to have a hard time with Yongle Yejing!

You Ma Wensheng is an egg, and if you say that I will lay me?

He gathered two friends who were also laid off and were disgruntled. With a bow and arrow, he guarded near the gate of Ma Wensheng's mansion.

Ma Wen lifted the sedan chair, and the three of them immediately opened their bows and shot arrows!

"Whoosh!" Three arrows flew towards Ma Wensheng, one of them grazing the old horse's scalp.

In fact, no matter how bold these three people were, they didn't dare to kill the secretary of the military department of the dynasty.

They did not use arrows with iron arrowheads, but they were only angry vents.

Ma Wensheng didn't know if there was an arrow on it!

Three young people who don't talk about martial arts came to attack my sixty-three-year-old man's house. Is this good? It's not good!

I, Ma Wensheng, had fought in Shaanxi and Gansu, pacified Liaodong, and carried out surprise attacks on the grassland. It's a civil official who crawled out of the pile of dead people.

Can such a small scene scare me?

I saw Ma Wensheng roar angrily: "Stop!"

Then he held his head and ran towards the door of the house.

The sixty-three-year-old man walked like a fly when he was holding his head.

People who have really fought a war know a principle on the battlefield: sometimes in the face of shameless sneak attacks, you can fight if you can fight, but you have to run if you can't fight.

Guo had a big head, and they saw Ma Wensheng fleeing back to the mansion in a hurry. The three of them held their heads high proudly like victorious generals.

Guo's big head chattered and scolded: "Ma Wensheng, you are an old immortal! Dare to reform Lao Tzu's job! How do you let Lao Tzu live?"

"Lao Tzu's ancestor is a serious Red Turban Army! When Jing was in trouble, he became a serious Yan Jun again!"

"What's wrong with Lao Tzu stealing a few days of leisure? Ancestor has already suffered what I deserve!"

Guo's big head was frothing at the stars, scolding Ma Wensheng while shooting arrows into the horse house.

After a moment's effort, the gate of Mafu "squeaked" opened!

The sixty-three-year-old man Ma Wensheng wore heavy armor with leaves, a swallow-wing helmet, and a bowl-mouthed gun, and strode out majestically!

This armor was rewarded by the emperor when Ma Wensheng was guarding Shaanxi and Gansu.

The bowl mouth gun, said to be a gun, is a small cannon in size and thickness.

In addition to studying military strategy, Lao Ma also likes to engage in military inventions. This bowl was brought back to the mansion by him from the Treasury Division of the Ministry of War, and he was ready to improve it in his spare time.

The Hongwu Dynasty has sixty-three pounds of the big bowl of guns, and the Chenghua Dynasty has thirty-two pounds of small bowls.

To say that the old horse is also old and strong, carrying more than 30 catties of guns, like an anti-root wooden stick.

How embarrassed the old horse was just now, how majestic he is now. Wearing heavy armor and holding a small cannon, who will compete?

Ma Wensheng roared at the three of them: "Straight lady thief, dare to sneak attack me Ma Wensheng? Do you know that when Lao Tzu ruled Liaodong, what nickname did the Jurchens give me? Horse butcher!"

Ma Wensheng directly lit the fuse of the bowl mouth gun and aimed the gun at Guo's head.

Even if Guo Datou is no longer familiar with military affairs, he knows the truth that arrows can't do cannons.

What's more, the old horses wear leaves and heavy armor. Not to mention that there are no iron arrows on their arrows, and even if they do, they can't shoot through the heavy armor!

Guo had a big head, and the three of them ran away.

"Boom!" The bowl is ringing!

Ma Wensheng did not fill the bowl with loose seeds, only gunpowder. He fired an empty cannon.

Ma Wensheng thinks: smashed the jobs of these Qiu Ba, and still don't allow people to vent? Why shoot them into holes in blood? Just drive away.

However, the old horse took advantage of it and did not forget to sell it.

He yelled, "Just ran away? Cowardly, dare to play a big knife in front of Guan Gong?"

"When I was young, more than 200 pounds of Hercules in the Western Regions couldn't even break a finger of me!"

Ma Wensheng didn't take this little turmoil seriously.

When the matter reached the palace, Emperor Hongzhi was furious when he learned about it and immediately summoned Zhu Ji.

On this day, the Jinyi guard commanded the envoy to be on duty.

Zhu Ji convened a meeting of more than 1,000 households and deputy Jinyi Wei.

The usually solemn and depressed commander is on duty, which seems a little funny at this time.

Two twelve or thirteen-year-old boys, dressed in small unicorn suits, sat under Zhu Ji.

They were still very short, and they couldn't sit on their feet in chairs. The calves drooped.

These two teenagers, one is Empress Zhang's second brother Zhang Heling, and the other is Empress Zhang's third brother Zhang Yanling.

Emperor Hongzhi favored Empress Zhang too much, and even made the two young men who had not dried up as the left and right commanders of the Jinyi Guard.

This is one of the few black spots in Emperor Hongzhi's life.

The crowd gathered. Zhu Ji said loudly: "The day before yesterday, there was a big case in the capital!"

"There was a military general who was laid off, and he used a bow and arrow to assassinate him at the door of the mansion of the Ministry of War!"

"Mabedo has battle-hardened and heroically repelled the Assassins."

"When the emperor heard about this, Long Yan was furious! There was such a horrific assassination case at the feet of the Son of Heaven, is there still a royal law? And the Great Ming Law?"

Zhang Heling sucked a mouthful of honey and said, "That's it."

Zhang Yanling echoed: "Yes, yes, yes."

Chang Feng, who was standing at the bottom, almost didn't hold back his laughter.

Zhu Ji cleared his throat and said, "Ma Butang is in the army. It will definitely offend a lot of people. Maybe someone will assassinate him in the future."

"The emperor has an order to send people to protect Ma Butang closely."

"Chang Feng, I'll leave the errand to protect Ma Butang to you. In addition, the search for the assassin is also up to you. As soon as they are apprehended, they will be brought back to the Imperial Prison for rectification!"

Chang Feng gave up his hand: "Subordinates receive orders."

In the evening, Chang Feng selected 100 capable wrestlers from the inspection of thousands of households, and stood in front of the gate of Mafu in civilian clothes.

Marven returned from a business trip, and the official sedan chair stopped at the gate of the house.

Ma Wensheng lifted the sedan curtain, and saw more than 100 strong men standing there, subconsciously shrinking his neck.

Straight sissy thief! Three Assassins came back, and I could barely handle it. More than a hundred of them came back, and I couldn't escape.

It doesn't matter, when they beat me, I just covered my head. I'm pretty strong. As long as you protect your head, you won't be able to die.

Ma Wensheng even thought about the posture of being beaten.

At this moment, Chang Feng walked to the front of the sedan chair and arched his hand: "Subordinate Beizhen Fusi Thousand Households Chang Feng. I was ordered to lead the robe to protect the Mabu Hall."

Marven breathed a sigh of relief. The old guy also had a sense of humor: "Ahem. I thought you were here to beat up my retrenched officers and soldiers. I broke out in a cold sweat."