Zhang Sheng has only one son.

And the most important thing is that this son is still a cripple.

He did not expect any expectations for the future of this son.

But now... this expectation has been rekindled.

His Highness’s favorite disciple.

In the world, how many people can do it.

Not only that, these nine arrows were shot out. They were famous all over the world. Who doesn’t know that their son shot the fifth prince of Tatar to death.

This is enough to be famous in history.

What's more, all this was the fifth prince who challenged himself. He had to fight at the beginning, but the fifth prince proposed it. He was the first to propose the life and death contract after that. Everything... was caused by one's own fault.

According to the rules on their grassland, it seems...it's still reasonable.

It's worth dying.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Sheng burst into tears and wished he could jump up and kiss Zhu Houzhao's face hard.

Zhu Houzhao was naturally very happy and happy. This was the Minister of Rites. He usually said that this was not a minister who was not a minister in his daily life.

These ministers, although they call themselves the Prince of Crown Prince very intimate in private, once they arrive in front of everyone, they immediately regain the style of the ancient minister. They act like I am a moral and backbone person, and do not pick on the wrongs of Your Majesty and the Prince. They show my attitude of hating evil and how to say the past.

But now, the four words "I have no choice but to forget" are unforgettable, which makes Zhu Houzhao look fluttering: "There is nothing to thank. I am very modest and too lazy to receive this credit. This is all Yuan Xi's own credit. He has learned the archery skills of this palace and is quite hardworking. I have only given some advice."

Everyone was shocked.

After a little advice, it was so amazing.

That Prince, isn’t that super god?

...

Among the crowd, Abuhua stood in a daze. He looked under the city tower and the corpse. Now no one seemed to care about the fifth prince.

It's over, it's all over.

When I was going to trade with each other, it was my own suggestion.

The Khan trusted himself and believed that at this time, he needed to buy time, so he ordered himself to go on a mission and took this opportunity to explore the reality of the Ming Dynasty.

It was his own idea to contact the princes within the Ming Dynasty. This prince had already sharpened his sword and had been testing the Tatars in secret, as if he had the intention of adapting to the inside and outside.

Therefore, the fifth prince Chi Shu came here, but in fact, it was his own idea. He reported to the Khan that he believed that if he wanted to unite this prince, he must win the trust of others, so... the fifth prince came.

But now... the fifth prince is dead.

I don’t know if I die peacefully or uneasy, but I think I’m not too worried about my eyes.

How should I meet the Khan?

This is the last descendant of the Khan.

Almost like a person who has no son or grandson!

Abuhua seemed to eat a fly, and he wanted to... die.

At this time, someone patted his shoulder at some point.

He shivered all over his body, and subconsciously looked back, but it was Fang Jifan's sincere face: "Ah... Bu Hua? Is the name correct? Please forgive me."

"..." Abuhua licked her shriveled lips without saying a word.

Fang Jifan said, "But to be honest, I have never seen a fool who is so determined to die and insist on signing a life-and-death contract. How could you be so stupid when you say that you are a person? The Tatars are indeed warriors, and they are not afraid of death. Abuhua, are you afraid of death?"

Abuhua shivered, and the fear deep in his heart was released like Pandora's box.

"snort!"

He snorted coldly to hide his weak heart, and raised his legs and wanted to walk, but just as he took a step, his feet became weak and he sat on the ground.

…………

There was endless cheers from the urn city.

This battle is absolutely exciting.

People remember a cripple.

…………

In the Forbidden City.

Emperor Hongzhi felt a little anxious.

Although... it's just a gamble, what does it count?

But Emperor Hongzhi still felt uneasy, and he found that his eyes were always jumping.

So he pushed the memorial away and simply lay on the cushion, closing his eyes to rest.

Xiao Jing, who was standing beside him, saw His Majesty being bored, said, "Your Majesty, please don't worry. The prince-in-law will definitely not ask for death. I know him very well."

Emperor Hongzhi Zhang Mou: "Don't yell around these words. Those who don't know will think that the follower's words are untrustworthy."

Xiao Jing said in his heart that this thief is not trustworthy at all. If he believes in his words, we can be called loyal.

But...he didn't dare to say these words, so Xiao Jing smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I will die."

Emperor Hongzhi sighed and said, "Oh, I think that red art is definitely not so simple, so I can't feel at ease."

Xiao Jing thought for a while: "Your Majesty, there is one thing that is quite strange. I found it from the East Factory..."

But at this moment, an eunuch hurried in: "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Hongzhi felt his eyes twitching again, and he suddenly started to say: "What?"

The eunuch said: "The news came from the East City that Tatar's red technique actually asked to shoot, and signed a life-and-death contract!"

Emperor Hongzhi's face suddenly became cold, and his angry body trembled: "Does this thief still want to kill my Daming son at the feet of the emperor?"

This is a terrible thing.

If you don't make a good deal, something will happen.

Think about it, a Tatar prince arrived in the Ming Dynasty as an envoy.

But he made a provocation and finally killed a scholar from Xishan Academy of the Ming Dynasty.

So, how should we end?

The court doesn’t care about it? So how can the Ming Dynasty be so beautiful?

But if you look at it in depth, then you won’t be a big talk without trust.

This red technique is clearly a provocation, so it is not a matter of demanding a mutual exchange between people.

They killed my people, do they still want me to trade with them?

But the original bet was a trade-off!

Emperor Hongzhi was so angry that he shivered. His usual generous face was now full of murderous intent.

Xiao Jing hurriedly said, "His Majesty calms down!"

Emperor Hongzhi ignored him, walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, his face getting colder and colder.

"And..." The eunuch secretly glanced at Emperor Hongzhi: "This time, as I know, it seems...it seems..."

"What does it seem?"

The eunuch said carefully: "It seems that the person sent out by Fang Duwei this time was a cripple..."

"..." Emperor Hongzhi was shocked.

Eggplant, ah, no... cripple!

Is this a joke?

Emperor Hongzhi collapsed on the imperial chair, his head a little dizzy.

When Xiao Jing saw this, he knew that His Majesty was furious and hurriedly bowed his head and did not dare to show off.

Emperor Hongzhi looked straight at the void.

"Jifan, he didn't suffer from brain disease, right?"

"I don't know this..." the eunuch said tremblingly.

Emperor Hongzhi gritted his teeth: "Go and call the imperial physician and show him!"

"I...I'll go now."

...

But at this time, an excited servant, on the order of the prefect of Shuntian, had already rushed to the Tongzhengsi.

The officer was out of breath: "Hurry, hurry, urgent report, urgent report!"

The Tongzheng Department immediately came out, and when he looked at the officer, he couldn't help but feel strange: "Where is the official document?"
To be continued...