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Chapter 9

I have to say that Liu Bowen is really a big deal. This valley that looks so desolate is a different scene inside: green fields, men farm and women weave, gurgling rivers, smoke from cooking stoves, and various houses are arranged in an orderly manner...

Looking at this peaceful and quiet mountain village, Yu Wan sighed inwardly: This should be the last pure land. After retirement in the future, it is good to be here for retirement. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the air is fresh, and the edge of the imperial city is a prime location.

The old man in gray robe was not as leisurely as Yu Wan. Without a half-incense stick, he took Chongzhen to a courtyard at the foot of the mountain. After calling the doctor to treat the emperor, he ordered the kitchen to get some food for Yu Wan and the others.

This courtyard is called "Feng Family Courtyard". Although it is not as luxurious as the landlord's old treasure house, it is also very grand. The place where they eat is the hall of this courtyard.

"I said Lao Xu, can you leave some mutton for me?"

Looking at the white and smooth clay pot, Yu Wan couldn't help but glared at Xu Hu on the opposite side. The whole table of food was the most satisfying mutton soup, which was scraped completely by Hu Zi in just a blink of an eye.

Xu Hu smiled honestly, "Brother Wan, you have injuries on your body. You can't eat too much mutton, it's not good for the wound! My skin is thick and thick, so please take more responsibility for your brother."

Alas, I didn't expect that the person surnamed Xu was so good at making a fuss. I only heard that eating mutton can strengthen Longyang, but I never heard that I could not eat mutton when injured by a knife. Yu Wan was immediately amused and too lazy to care. After scattering a few bowls of food, he touched his long-swept belly with satisfaction.

A little later, the old man in gray robe also walked out of the side room, "Are you satisfied with the two generals?"

"It's enough." Yu Wan licked the rice grains on the corner of her mouth. "How is the emperor's injury?"

Speaking of this, the old man in gray robe wiped the sweat from the corners of his eyes and quickly said, "The doctor said he just lost too much blood. It's okay now. General Yu just don't worry."

After hearing the words, Yu Wan breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the old man in gray robe to him and sat down, "Old sir, tell me, what is this place? Who are you? What does it have to do with sincerity, Liu Bowen?"

"General Yu, General Xu, please follow me."

As he said that, the old man in gray robe got up and walked towards the inner room. Yu and Xu hurriedly followed.

This room is located behind the hall, with several strong men guarding the door. As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a strong smell of incense.

What caught my eye was more than a dozen portraits hanging high on the wall, and I saw the words "Sons of the Ming Dynasty" written on the horizontal plaque.

No wonder this old man recognized the son at first sight. His family actually collected portraits of 16 Ming Dynasty emperors from Zhu Yuanzhang to Zhu Youjian!

After seeing the emperor's portrait, Yu Wan subconsciously locked his eyes to the left and right sides. There were no portraits in these two directions, but there were many spirit plaques, and a few words were written on the horizontal plaque: The position of the ancestors of the Feng family.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, immersed in the memories, and said slowly, "Old man's surname is Feng and his name is Zhijian. The one who just fought with General Xu Hu was my grandson, Feng Dai. Our ancestors were Feng Guoyong, the founding adviser of the Ming Dynasty, the founding adviser of the Ming Dynasty, Feng Guoyong, and Feng Sheng, the Duke of Song!"

Feng Sheng! Yu Wan and Xu Hu opened their mouths wide and looked at each other. Who is Feng Sheng? The founding general of the Ming Dynasty, who was the one who was famous for his country, pacified the south of the Yangtze River, conquered Shanxi, and cleared Liaodong. He was named Duke of Song for his accumulated military merits. "The emperor ordered eight honors to be listed, and the victors ranked third." The Ming Dynasty commented: Feng Sheng is a brave general in a hundred battles.

However, it was such a great historical man who was sentenced to death by Zhu Yuanzhang...

According to historical records, in 1393, Feng Sheng was recalled to Beijing in the month when Lan Yu was killed. Two years later, Feng Sheng was sentenced to death. "The emperor Zhao Sheng drank it, and returned to drink and died suddenly."

But Feng Sheng did not have a son in history, not to mention that after Feng Sheng's death, Zhu Yuanzhang should not let his descendants go. How could Feng Sheng's descendants exist?!

Feng Zhijian saw their doubts and said lightly, "My ancestor is the son of Feng Guoyong, Duke Ying, the nephew of Duke Feng Sheng of Song, Feng Cheng, the left governor of the Right Army. After Duke Song was sentenced to death, the Feng family fled to survive and scattered around the world. However, the ancestor Feng Cheng seemed to be prepared and secretly sent his son Feng Hai and Feng Yuan to this Ye Yan Valley."

Yu Wan became more and more confused as he heard it, "Then what does this have to do with Liu Bowen? He died in the eighth year of Hongwu, and Feng Sheng was sentenced to death in the twenty-eighth year of Hongwu. How could his remains exist in Yeyan Valley?"

"This is exactly what Mr. Liu Bowen is so brilliant." Feng Zhijian smiled and said, "Mr. Liu has a good relationship with my ancestor Feng Sheng. He once left a book called Chengyi Bowen Collection and said, if the Feng family encounters disaster, as long as you open this book, you can keep a trace of blood from the descendants of Feng's family."

Feng Zhijian took a sip of tea and continued, "Later, as he expected, Taizu gave Feng Sheng to death. Feng Cheng opened the collection of Zhenyi Bo's essays according to the ancestor's teachings. Although most of the books are Mr. Liu's poems, on the last page, they planned and arranged the retreat route and the hidden place. More importantly, they wrote in detail how to arrange the Seven Killing Maze to protect my descendants of the Feng family forever!"

"Seven Killing Maze?"

When Yu Wan heard this name, he was secretly surprised.

"That's right, there are seven killing formations in the Seven Killing Maze. For more than two hundred years, it's all up to these Seven Killing Formations that I, Feng, can reproduce and survive and resist foreign enemies. Then again, General Yu is still the first person to pass the first level."

Hearing this, Yu Wan couldn't help but blush. He thought that Liu Bowen's troops were just like this. Unexpectedly, he only broke the first level of the seven killing formations. If this old man hadn't recognized Chongzhen in time, he would have been determined not to escape from Liu Tianshi's palm. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but admire Liu Bowen even more. Liu Ji is such a rare man!

"The head of the Feng family has something to say, don't know whether it should be said or not."

"General Yu, but it's okay." Feng Zhijian said with a calm smile.

Yu Wan brushed the dust on his sleeve and said, "Taizu gave your first master Feng Sheng to death, so you have never held a grudge at all?"

"If the king wants his minister to die, his ministers have to die! How dare the descendants of Feng's family criticize Taizu!"

Feng Zhijian stood up with a change of color. Because he was too excited, all the saliva splashed on Xu Hu's face.

"What's more, Mr. Liu also left a lesson in the book, asking me, my descendants of Feng, to be loyal to the emperor for generations, and not to be reckless, otherwise the punishment of heaven will come and it will be too late to regret it!"

So that's it, everything is understood. Yu Wan didn't know how to comment on Feng's behavior, but if it were him, he would never have forgiven the ruler of the Ming Dynasty.

After everyone chatted for a while, Feng Dai hurriedly ran in and said, "Grandpa, the emperor... The emperor is awake and wants to summon you!"

———

In the side room, Chongzhen was lying weakly on the bed. He heard Yu Wan talk about the whole story in detail. Although it was not revealed on the surface, he felt guilty about the Feng family. After all, it was their Zhu family who was sorry for the Feng family. Feng Sheng, a founding general who worked hard and made great contributions, should not end up like this.

"Feng Qing, over the years, the Feng family has been wronged..."

Chongzhen signaled Feng Zhijian to whisper behind him.

Feng Zhijian knelt down with tears in his eyes and said loudly, "The kindness of Taizu, the Feng family will never forget it. I hope the emperor will take care of the dragon body to reorganize my Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Youjian slowly pointed a little bit, pondered for a moment, looked around everyone and said, "I am unfortunately in trouble. Thanks to my beloved, I will not fall into the hands of evil people. I have made great contributions to protecting the emperor. I deserve to praise you. I specially named Feng Zhijian as the Marquis of Zhongwu and Feng Dai as the General of Wulu, and followed the fifth rank; Xu Hu as the General of Qianzhu, and the Sixth rank; Yu Wan as the General of Xuanwu and the Commander of the Imperial Guard, and was awarded the fifth rank, and was given the Dragon Soul Sword of Yu Qing. This time, he moved the capital to Nanjing. Everyone obeyed Yu Wan's orders. If anyone does not follow, he can be executed first and then reported!"

Hearing this, Yu Wan was shocked. Not only did he get a job, but he also became the backbone of the southward migration and the person who talked about it. This was something he had never thought of, but then he realized it again. At this moment, he was indeed the person Chongzhen could trust and rely on the most.

Looking at Chongzhen's deep eyes, Yu Wan hurried forward to take the Dragon Soul Sword that Chongzhen carried with him, and then kowtowed with the others to thank him.

"Yu Wan stays, everyone else will kneel down."

"I wish I could revive my country and live forever!"

After all the idle people retreated, Chongzhen waved to Yu Wan and signaled that the latter would sit on the edge of the bed.

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Wan had to fulfill his wish and sat directly beside Chongzhen.

"Yu Aiqing, are you still puzzled? Why did I leave the path and insist on breaking into the heavily guarded Baoding Mansion?"

Yu Wan nodded and said nothing.

Chongzhen pursed his pale lips and suddenly lowered his voice and sighed, "That's because my Princess Lingxiang is still in Baoding Mansion!"

Princess Lingxiang? Yu Wan was stunned for a moment. According to historical records, Chongzhen had only three daughters, Princess Kunyi who died young, Princess Changping with broken arms, and Princess Zhaoren who was hacked to death by Chongzhen himself. What happened to the fourth princess?
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