When Gu Chen and others left Fujian, the people all shed tears and kept stuffing and throwing boiled eggs, steamed buns, and all kinds of things they thought were the best to a few people.
"Sir, stay, don't leave, stay~"
Some families are happy and some are sad. Although hundreds of officials and landowners cry quite miserably.
But the people were very happy, and they didn't even want the censors to leave.
Because they don't know whether the officials will return to their original behavior after the censor leaves and continue to bully them as before.
Because there were so many people, Liao Yongzhong, Zhou Dexing, Zhao Yong, and Zhang He had to ride in front to clear the way and send a few people out of the city.
"My lords, please take good care of me along the way."
Gu Chen and Liao Yongzhong's eyes met. They obviously had a thousand words to say, but in the end they could only say goodbye without saying anything.
On the way, Yu Min couldn't help but sigh.
"It's a pity that Mr. Gao was still here when we came. We had a great time chatting, but now Mr. Gao... But it can be regarded as sacrificing his life for the country."
His Majesty gave him the title Zhongxian and Fengye, although Qin Hui also had this posthumous title.
But how to put it, every posthumous title is different for everyone.
"I heard that His Majesty directly allowed Mr. Gao's son to enter the Hanlin Academy as an editor. He also gave him a house and a hundred gold rewards. His wife also received a royal title."
It is rare for His Majesty to be so generous, and his colleagues all felt that Lao Gao's death was worth it.
Gu Chen: "..."
He didn't know what Lao Gao was thinking. Anyway, he felt that life was precious. How could he say whether it was worth it or not? But this was also what a scholar pursued in his life.
Get a good posthumous title, make a wife and shadow son, and shine the lintel of your family.
It’s just that I come from modern times and don’t have the consciousness of others.
In the seventeenth year of Hongwu, Fu Youde, Lan Yu, and Mu Ying won a great victory in the battle to pacify Yunnan. Mu Ying was left in Yongzhen, Yunnan by Lao Zhu.
Fu Youde and Lan Yuze returned to Beijing as a team and brought back a group of young captives, one of whom looked like a little hedgehog.
He bit and kicked the soldiers who were escorting him, and was not obedient at all. His eyes were full of hatred, and he wanted to eat the meat of the Ming soldiers who had destroyed his family and drink their blood.
"You brat, you're quite stubborn. If you hadn't been born with pretty features and could read a few words, I would have killed you long ago."
"Okay, stop making trouble, why don't you follow the generals and drink spicy food?"
"If you dare to disobey me again, I'll kill you!"
Qianhu Wang Gang actually understood this child quite well. He was originally from a noble family in Yunnan.
In an instant, the family was destroyed, both parents were dead, no one could accept it.
"Bah, get out of here, whoever wants to enjoy the world and consider thieves as their father, get out of here..."
The boy who was less than ten years old hated the person in front of him and could not give in no matter what.
"Second brother, stop making trouble, general. My brother is still young, so don't argue with him."
The older Ma Wenming was much smarter. While scolding his younger brother, he apologized to Wang Gang, for fear that his younger brother would be killed impulsively.
Lan Yu drank too much that day. Seeing how strong he was, she couldn't help but tease him: "Boy, what's your name?"
The God of Death on the battlefield is no joke, no matter how stubborn Ma Sanbao is.
But he also knew that the person in front of him was not an easy person to talk to.
"Ma Sanbao~"
Under the hint from his brother's eyes, he did not spit on anyone.
"The name doesn't sound good, I'll change it for you." Lan Yu thought for a long time with her hands on her hips and said with a smile, "How about you call me Ma Gou'er and follow me from now on?"
His Majesty liked them all, so he named the eunuchs around him Huang Gou'er, Wang Gou'er, and Zhang Gou'er, saying it meant loyalty.
Okay, then he will give it to his entourage, the whole horse and dog?
"I bother."
The little Sanbao couldn't bear the name and spat out regardless of her brother's stop.
"Your special mother is a dog. Your family's ancestors have been dogs for eighteen generations."
"I don't have to change my name at work, and I don't have to change my surname at home. I was born as Ma Sanbao, and I will be Ma Sanbao all my life. I am not a horse or a dog..."
When had Lan Yu been treated like this?
Being spat on and scolded that all eighteen generations of our ancestors were dogs?
wanna die?
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately grabbed Ma Sanbao's neck.
"If you dare to spit on me, do you believe that I will kill you?"
He picked Ma Sanbao up by his neck with one hand and lifted his feet off the ground. His face turned red quickly and his calves kept kicking.
Both hands kept grabbing Lan Yu's hand, and then pinched his hand desperately.
But who is Lan Yu?
I didn't feel any pain at all, so I just said that my hand was getting harder and harder.
"General, general, my brother is still young. He is not yet ten years old. Please, let him go because he is ignorant. Please, general."
Ma Wenming was frightened and knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
With tears in his eyes, he looked at his brother worriedly. This was his last relative.
"boom."
"Ahem~"
Lan Yu threw the person to the ground, and the mistress immediately gasped for air. Ma Wenming stepped forward and hugged his brother, caressing his back lovingly.
Lan Yu squatted down and asked again: "Let me ask you one last time, do you want to call me Ma Sanbao or Ma Gouer?"
His hand was already on the hilt of the sword, as if it would kill him in the next second.
Ma Wenming was frightened and quickly coaxed his brother: "The general is asking you something. Tell the general quickly that you want to call him Ma Gouer instead of Ma Sanbao."
How is dignity as important as living?
There is hope only when you are alive, but there is nothing when you die.
But Xiao Sanbao still looked at Lan Yudao in front of him stubbornly.
"Listen carefully, my name is Ma Sanbao, not Ma Gou'er, my name is Ma Sanbao, not Ma Gou'er, no..."
The appearance of the little stubborn boy not only shocked everyone, but also shocked Fu Youde, who didn't want to meddle in other people's business. He turned around and saw the child with a stubborn face.
Somehow, he managed to walk over and speak to him.
"Brother Lan Yu, let's forget it. This guy is young and ignorant. There's no need to get angry with him. Come on, let's go drink."
Lan Yu didn't move, her hand still on the hilt of the sword, her eyes full of murderous intent, making it clear that she didn't want to give up, so Fu Youde quickly advised.
"You see, he can be considered a decent and upright person, so forget it."
Those who march and fight also retain some respect for those with backbone.
"Have you got the guts?" Lan Yu removed her hand from the hilt of the sword and suddenly sneered: "Today, we have to make this brat lose his guts."
He glanced around and set his sights on his adopted son, Jiang Laowu.
"We remember, Jiang Laowu, your family used to be a pigmaker, right?"
Jiang Laowu quickly stood up and said that his family was indeed a pig groomer in the past.
"What do you mean, General?"
You can't just kidnap this kid, can you?
He is a pig gelding, how can he be the same as a gelding man? Even if he wants to gel a pig, he has to go back to the capital and hire a professional castration master?
"Give him to us."
It really is!
Jiang Laowu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. This unlucky boy is fine. What did he do to provoke the general? Don't you know he is a murderer?
"General, no, absolutely no. My second brother is still young. He has not yet married, had children, or started a family. General..."
Regardless of Ma Wenming's cries, Lan Yu directly asked her adopted son to take action.
"Let's start right away. We want to see if he still has seeds after being castrated, and if he still needs to be called Ma Sanbao."
Fu Youde shook his head and left with a sigh. Brother Lan Yu's temper was really...
Too bad!
I don’t know if such a bad temper will end well in the future.
But he is the great-uncle of the emperor's eldest grandson, so he should have a good ending.
I heard that Yingtian Mansion is already preparing for the canonization ceremony for the emperor's eldest grandson...
That day, a child named Ma Sanbao was castrated with bare hands on the way to Yingtian Mansion, and his screams could be heard far and wide.
But he was really lucky, so he didn't even suffer any pain. He was just shaking in pain, biting his lip, and said in a daze.
"My name is Ma Sanbao. My name is not Ma Gou'er. My name is Ma Sanbao...Ma Sanbao..."
After sobering up, Lan Yu couldn't help but regret seeing this tragic situation.
"Brother Fu, why don't you stop us?"
If the child hadn't been so desperate, he might have gone down to find his parents.
Fu Youde: "...What are you talking about? How can I stop you?"
What kind of temper do you have? Is it possible that you don't have a clue?
"That's true." Lan Yu nodded, and then said: "This child is quite good-looking, and it would be quite good to send him to the palace to be a little eunuch."
"It's better than going to the battlefield and working hard. Thinking about it this way, it's good to be cut off, it's good...hehe..."
Just like that, Lan Yu's conscience felt a little guilty, and she quickly felt that she had done a good job and had done a good deed.
Fu Youde: "...haha, yes."
You are very generous and fat, and you know how to climb down along the pole.
When Gu Chen and others returned to Beijing, they happened to meet the Dajie troops outside Yingtianfu City, about sixty miles away.
People who have meritorious service must walk in the front. Gu Chen and the others walked in the back conscientiously, but they saw a young man wearing shackles walking in a strange way.
Not only that, there were dried blood stains on his pants, his face was pale and the corners of his mouth were peeling.
Gu Chen's heart moved slightly and he couldn't help but walked up and handed him his water bag.
"Child, are you thirsty? Come on, drink some water?"
The prison cars in the TV series are for people with status and danger.
People like these, who are not in danger and are not very important, all walk in chains, relying on only one pair of legs for thousands of miles.
So at this time, not only did they have blood blisters on their feet, they were also hungry and thirsty.
