The people around were a little confused and looked at Emperor Hongzhi!

Emperor Hongzhi, who was about to go down the city tower, even paused and looked back at Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao shivered when he saw this. He was a little afraid of being beaten and wanted to hide.

Emperor Hongzhi shook his head helplessly, sighed softly, and finally turned around, returned to the city tower, and sat down again.

The whole city was full of whispers, and no one could have predicted that the riding and shooting would become such a joke.

In fact, Zhang Mao and Ma Wensheng were also confused, and seemed to have not expected this situation. Zhang Mao wanted to explain something, but when he saw Emperor Hongzhi's face was cold, he did not dare to speak anymore.

Emperor Hongzhi took advantage of the wait and said to Zhu Houzhao: "How do you see that this is a flowery air?"

Zhu Houzhao looked at his father carefully and said hesitantly: "My son dare not say it."

"You said that." Emperor Hongzhi said.

"The military officers have a low status and people are unwilling to practice martial arts and riding and shooting. For ordinary soldiers, practicing them is also a skill, but their family is poor and they can't eat enough. They probably don't have enough food yet, and they don't have the opportunity to practice riding and shooting. As for the military officers, the Duke Hou Bo and the hereditary military officers, riding and shooting is not a glorious thing for them. If they practice, they will be ridiculed as a reckless man, so..."

Emperor Hongzhi wondered: "Historical shooting is the foundation of the country... When the country is in peace, military officers can still fool them, but what if the court needs loyal and brave men?"

He looked at the envoys of the vassal states on the left wall section from afar and said quietly: "Now my Ming Dynasty has been seen through. Zhang Mao and Ma Wensheng, you all get up. It's three feet of ice, which will not be a day's cold. Even if there is any mistake, it's my fault..."

Shake your head and sigh.

But at this time, the students who had been preparing for a long time came.

They had gathered early in the morning and were led by Wang Shouren!

Although it was cold and cold in the morning, they were all light-fitting, with only a bun on their heads and wearing cloth clothes on their bodies. At the command of His Royal Highness, the team began to set off and entered the urn from the outskirts of the city.

When they saw this messy team, they were covered in dust. The civil and military officials who were already disappointed in the city all showed contempt. Although the envoys in the corner did not speak, they still looked down upon after seeing the military officers' examinations before, and did not dare to make any ridicule. After all, for them, the Ming Dynasty was still the Ming Dynasty. Even if the military preparations were slack, their national strength should not be underestimated.

At most, it means a little contempt in your heart.

But when these students appeared, some people couldn't help but laugh and looked around and said, "Can scholars ride and shoot?"

The atmosphere suddenly became lively and everyone laughed. Yes, can scholars ride and shoot?

These scholars from the Ming Dynasty studied hard. Although some of them were like a sensuality, they were not related to riding and shooting.

…………

On the city tower, Emperor Hongzhi glared at Zhu Houzhao. He was actually disheartened and sat here, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, wishing he could leave. He was so brave that he was the prince.

Don't worry, go back and clean up slowly.

Fang Jifan, who was under the city tower, had already turned over and got off the horse and slowly climbed up the city tower. Everyone looked at him in a complicated way. The civil and military officials around the emperor were filled with mixed feelings! Today, I was really disappointed. Moreover, Your Majesty was furious. Although Your Majesty's face was calm, the more he did not know what kind of thunder anger would be next.

But Fang Jifan stepped forward calmly and said, "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Hongzhi said lightly: "Does the students also practice martial arts?"

Fang Jifan said: "A gentleman's six arts include: harsh and shooting. If he doesn't learn riding and shooting, how can he govern the country and pacify the world?"

Emperor Hongzhi's face finally looked a little better, nodded, and looked around and said, "Look, even scholars are like this, but what about the personal army and the Beijing camp? Fang Jifan's heart is commendable, but I don't have to continue this riding and shooting, but I'm not sure that I have a big loss in my Ming Dynasty. If I continue, it will only make people laugh. It would be fine if Fang Jifan has this heart."

Emperor Hongzhi praised Fang Jifan hard, which roughly means that Fang Jifan has a good intention, but... don't embarrass him if you are joining in the fun.

This made many people feel sad.

The British Duke Zhang Mao was nothing, but his Duke was all in the Governor's Office of the Five Army. This time he lost his lord. Fang Jifan brought out a group of scholars. Isn't this a slap in the face? This useless scholar was also brought to laugh at him.

"Your Majesty..." Standing not far from Emperor Hongzhi was Wuding Hou Guo Zhen!

Guo Zhen was the commander of Jinwu Guard and was in full-time garrison in the palace. At this time, his old face was a little unstoppable.

The Wuding Hou lineage was naturally not as good as the mansions of several major countries. However, when Emperor Gao of the Guo family raised an army, his ancestor Guo Hua, as Zhu Yuanzhang's guard, was almost inseparable from Zhu Yuanzhang's side. Zhu Yuanzhang trusted him very much, and had many battles and was covered with scars. Zhu Yuanzhang was very at ease with him and called him Guo Si intimately.

This Guo Xiao... No, Guo Si's ancestor eventually became Zhu Yuanzhang's guard. When Zhu Yuanzhang was sleeping, he ordered him to stay outside, which shows how much he was loved by Emperor Taizu Gao.

Even during the reign of Emperor Taizu Gao, many heroes were implicated in the Hu Weiyong case and Lan Yu case. Guo Si not only survived safely, but also was posthumously named Duke of Shaanxi when he died.

Guo Zhen is his great-grandson. He inherited his title and was responsible for the Guard Palace, which shows his status.

At this moment, he stared at Fang Jifan with his eyes wide open, feeling very annoyed!

After Fang Jifan Nainan and Bo, your father has become the Hou of Pingxi, and you have also been given the title of Xinjian Bo and was granted the title. I have nothing to say. You have indeed done some practical things for the people. I am convinced by your Fang family, but now, you have brought a group of scholars here to humiliate the generals. What does this mean?

He suddenly said: "Your Majesty, Xin Jianbo has a military position, but he rarely participates in Dianmao on the grounds of illness. He is not seen in monthly exercises. Can he regard military law as nothing if he has brain disease?"

“…”

So everyone looked at Fang Jifan at the same time.

Fang Jifan was also a little confused.

He felt that he should explain it, and wanted to say that in fact, I am not only a brain disease, but also a child.

Of course, he didn't say this after all. After all, he is a person with a very positive outlook on his own and cannot use these objective factors to make excuses for himself.

Fang Jifan raised his eyebrows at Wu Dinghou and said, "What Wu Dinghou said is that the humble man must correct it. However, the humble man seemed to be dissatisfied with the humble man."

"Hmph." Wu Dinghou snorted coldly!

He was the Suwei, the favorite minister of Emperor Hongzhi. The Guo family has been the emperor for generations and has an extraordinary status. However, if this person stays outside other people's houses every day, he will inevitably become a little perverted. He has a very bad temper, like a stone in a pit.

Fang Jifan thought to himself: "Your ancestor is Guo Si, isn't he Guo... Xiao... Xiao Si..."

This name is very good, festive and exquisite.

After complaining in his heart, Fang Jifan blinked and said seriously: "When my eldest father was still alive, he said in person that the Wuding Hou Mansion and our Fang family were family friends, and that was a friendship between them wearing pairs of pants."

“…”

Guo Zhen didn't say anything, but said in his heart, do you know that wearing the same pair of pants and pulling a group of scholars to make trouble? Dogs teach people to study in the West Mountain, aren't they stupid?

Facing Guo Zhen's attitude of not being a good friend, Fang Jifan looked very sincere and blinked and said, "My eldest father also said that in the Battle of Tumu Fort, Wu Dinghou's father was a humble father who carved it from the sea of ​​blood. Of course, these are all old things. The humble meaning is to say something carefully."

“…”

Who would have thought that at this time, a case was actually revealed, and many people looked at each other, look at me, I see you, this matter... It has been a few years, and no one knows the truth or falsehood.

Guo Zhen's eyes were straightened and she said angrily: "Bah, nonsense, my father was only twelve years old at that time, and he was staying in the capital..."

"Ah... So that's how it is..." Fang Jifan was not embarrassed, he learned it from those shameless uncles!

He still looked sincere: "Then... I think I remember it wrong. It's not your father, but Wu Ding Hou's great father. The humble father carried Wu Ding Hou's great father out of the sea of ​​blood, causing his father to fall and hurt his feet. He was surrounded by many Tartars and fell in a pool of blood. My Great father took his personal guards to kill him, and then he dispersed the Tartars..."

Everyone was moved when they saw what he said was a bit ill and eye-catching. Is this happening?

But at this critical moment, what are you doing with these old things in adulthood?

Emperor Hongzhi's face was not good again.

Tumu Fort brought great pain to the entire Ming Dynasty, especially for the nobles, countless Dukes died at Tumu Fort with Emperor Yingzong. From the Duke's Mansion to the Bohou, almost every family had people wearing mourning clothes.

Because it was a big defeat, the scene of the war at that time was extremely chaotic, and almost no one could explain clearly what was going on there.

Fang Jifan looked at Guo Zhen very seriously, meaning that you, Wu Dinghou, is so unkind. If my grandfather had not saved your grandfather, would your grandfather live more?

Guo Zhen's face turned pissed and said angrily: "My great father followed the old emperor Yingzong, died in the battle and everyone was immortal. Did your great father come back with my great father's body?"

"..." Fang Jifan was a little confused at once, but soon, he smiled and said seriously: "Yes, I think the one I came back to carry is Wu Ding Hou's body. It would be a kindness to make him buried in peace."
Chapter completed!