"Is it Gan Hui?"

Zheng Sen saw Gan Hui standing on the left side of Xiao Gongchen, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. He vaguely remembered that he had never seen Gan Hui when he woke up last time, but he didn't know when he would come back.

"The Lord of the Father!"

Gan Hui stepped forward and knelt on the side of the throne. He had thousands of words to say to the throne, but he couldn't say a word. At this moment, Gan Hui felt more guilty about the throne, because he did not choose to return to Jinxia after he escaped from the throne, but stayed in the Taiping Army. No matter how kind the King of Qi treats him, this practice will always make people criticize. In the past, Gan Hui could use revenge for the fallen soldiers in Nandu to comfort himself in the Taiping Army, but when he stepped into the Zheng army camp and saw the old master who had been ill for a long time, waves would inevitably arise in his heart.

Gan Hui's arrival made Zheng Sen's pale face smile. Looking at the former capable general, he struggled to move his fingers and signaled Gan Hui to get closer. Then he said softly: "It's great that you can come back."

"Yes, the lord, the last general is back."

Gan Hui's tears fell. A year ago, the vassal lord was so heroic when he led his troops north, but the current vassal lord is a serious illness and dying, which made him unable to accept it no matter what.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back."

Zheng Sen's smile became more and more obvious, but his voice became weaker. He had just woken up and was ineffective. At that time, he had already felt exhausted. Seeing this, Huang Zhao gently pulled Zheng Xi and signaled Mr. Xi to come forward and advised the vassal lord not to be too sad. Zheng Xi was about to speak, but heard the eldest brother suddenly ask: "Does my father have a letter?"

Zheng Xi shook his head: "Father has no letters."

Zheng Sen was a little disappointed and asked again: "Where is the second brother?"

Zheng Xi still shook his head, his father and second brother were both under house arrest by the Tartars in Beijing. If they had a letter, they would come together, so how could they come alone?

Zheng Sen sighed, looked around the generals and said, "Where is Yonghua?"

"Yonghua is here!"

Chen Yonghua, who came with Liu Guoxuan and others, immediately stepped forward and agreed.

Zheng Sen asked him: "Did Zheng Tai enforce my military order?"

Chen Yonghua hesitated there. Seeing this, Zheng Sen's face turned cold: "He still refused to obey the orders. It seems that he will not take me, the lord of the vassal state, seriously."

"Don't rest ashamed of anger! Marquis Jianping also has his own difficulties."

As the teacher of the prince, Chen Yonghua actually disagreed with the vassal lord's killing son out of the teacher-student and the military and political perspective of maintaining Jinxiao's military and political attitude. He wanted to explain to the prince and the Marquis of Jianping Zheng Tai, but Zheng Sen did not give him a chance to speak and said angrily: "What's his hardship? He just wants to make the decision by himself! And Dong Xian, if she hadn't taught her children, how could she let the rebellious son do such a scandal!"

The vassal lord's words were very serious. He had just woken up, and Chen Yonghua dared not argue. However, Gan Hui suddenly pleaded for the prince and said, "The vassal lord is young and ignorant, ignorant, ignorant, and has never experienced the hardships of the world, so it is naturally difficult to resist and distinguish right from wrong. The wife is alone in the rear and works hard all day long. Although there are no matter how big or small things, there are inevitably omissions. The prince is contrary to human ethics, but it is too harsh to kill the prince. I will eventually think that it is better to give the prince a chance."

What Gan Hui said was naturally echoed by Chen Yonghua. Zheng Sen was flirting with his face, ignoring Gan Hui, and only said to Chen Yonghua: "You are the prince's teacher and have a teacher-student friendship. I really don't want me to kill the prince. This is also the human relationship, and I can't blame you."

"Yonghua just wants to ask the prince for an opportunity. If the prince can agree, Yonghua will ask the disciples for their incompetence."

Chen Yonghua was also determined to protect the prince. He was the prince's teacher. Now the army advocated supporting Prince Xi, which naturally did not match his claim. What he dared not tell the prince was that a few days ago, he secretly sent a letter to Prince, in which the prince asked the prince to take the initiative. Chen Yonghua forced him to do so. If the prince did not let his last words and wanted Prince Xi to succeed the throne, he could still wait. But once the suicide note was left, there would be no room for recovery. Huang Zhao and others have even made the order to attack Prince Xi to take care of military and political affairs and attack Prince. If he did not do anything, he would be useless to be a teacher.

Chen Yonghua's plea did not soften Zheng Sen. Zheng Sen changed his color and said, "So you are going to disobey the military order?"

"Yonghua dares not!"

Chen Yonghua took off his sword and raised it over his head, and cried: "Yonghua has been following the vassal lord for twelve years. He has never had such an idea or courage, and he dared not be unfaithful to the vassal lord at all. Yonghua just wanted to exchange his head for the lives of his wife and prince, and hope that the vassal lord will fulfill it!"

Zheng Sen was stunned and shook his head and said, "I have high hopes for Jing'er and ask you to be his teacher. I hope you can teach Jing'er to be a good person and cultivate him into a talent for my Zheng family. But Jing'er's actions really disappoint me. Originally, I was going to forgive him, but this rebellious son cut off our military rations, causing me to be defeated, and thousands of soldiers died tragically, which made my army starve here! If we don't kill this rebellious son, how will I face my ancestors and how will I explain to the dead soldiers!"

"The prince, the prince is young after all." Chen Yonghua held his sword high.

"Yonghua, you disappointed me so much!"

Zheng Sen coughed hard, and Zheng Xi quickly stepped forward and gently massaged his elder brother's back. Huang Zhao and others looked at Chen Yonghua coldly. Gan Hui only lowered his head there, and his heart was very entangled.

Chen Yonghua still did not give up. He hit the ground with his head and shouted: "Father Lord, the prince is your eldest son. He has regretted it. The prince will give him a chance! Father Lord, your great cause for a thousand years will also need the prince to inherit it in the future!"

This statement made Zheng Xidong, who was pounding his elder brother's back, and Huang Zhao and others also frowned.

Zheng Sen made a decisive decision: "If blood is dirty, I would rather cut off my pulse and bleed. If there is no successor, I just returned Jinxia to the court!"

"If that's true, please ask the vassal lord to kill Yonghua!"

Chen Yonghua made another heavy blow, and Zheng Sen was furious: "You are going to force me to death! Do you think this vassal cannot kill you? People come!"

Chen Yonghua's actions angered Zheng Sen. He actually called his personal soldiers to take Chen Yonghua out and chopped them up. All the generals were shocked and knelt down to plead for Chen Yonghua.

Zheng Sen had a blue face and did not look at Chen Yonghua and the generals. The atmosphere in the tent was very tense, and no one dared to speak. At this moment, someone came outside to report: "Report to the vassal lord, the messenger of the King of Qi has arrived!"

The messenger of the King of Qi?

Zheng Xi, Huang Zhao, Chen Yonghua and other generals were stunned, and their eyes were all looking at Gan Hui. Gan Hui was also confused. The King of Qi had sent him to come, so why did he send another envoy?

"Please come in."

Zheng Sen struggled to get up, and Zheng Xi hurriedly helped him sit up.

The envoy of the King of Qi was a thousand-household officer. As soon as he came in, he gave a big gift to Zheng Sen on the ***, and then respectfully handed a letter. Zheng Xi stepped forward to take it, tore open the seal, spread the letter paper, and handed it to his elder brother without even daring to see it himself.

After Zheng Sen saw this, his body trembled suddenly, and his whole body was motionless as if it was petrified. Zheng Xi was frightened and didn't know what happened. He swept the letter paper, took a breath of air conditioning, and said in a lost voice: "The Supreme Emperor asked Wu Sangui to kill him?"

"What?!"

All the generals were stunned by the news. When they saw the lord again, they held the letter tightly in their hands, but a thread of blood oozed out of their noses and mouths, and then they leaned back.

The news of Zhu Youlang's death in Yongli made Zheng Sen fall into a coma again.

This time, he had a long dream.

In his dream, he came to Fuzhou City, where he met Emperor Longwu again; in his dream, he came to Hirado Basilica in Kyushu, Japan, where he met his mother again; in his dream, he came to Beijing City, where he met his father who was unwilling to listen to his advice at the time.

Finally, Zheng Sen came to a mountain covered with white mist. Halfway up the mountain, he saw a great monk chanting scriptures facing the wall. Zheng Sen hesitated for a moment and wandered around. Just as he was about to withdraw, the great monk called him.

"Mr. Guo, you are here."

The monk still turned his back to Zheng Sen, but he explained Zheng Sen's identity in one sentence, which surprised Zheng Sen. He didn't know how this monk knew him.

The curiosity in his heart made Zheng Sen step forward and ask, "I wonder if the master is?"

The monk did not answer, but pointed to the end of the sky and asked Zheng Sen: "Master Guo, tell me, what did you see at the end of the sky?"

Zheng Sen looked to the end of the sky and saw nothing there, and couldn't help but shake his head: "Master, I saw nothing."

The monk laughed and said, "You have seen nothing, but I have seen the vicissitudes of the world, the stars have changed, the plants have withered and flourished, and the changes of everything."

Zheng Sen was solemnly respected: "Master, the master, I really admire him when I see what I don't see."

The monk shook his head and said, "Do you know why you came here?"

"I really don't know, I hope the master will give you advice."

"Because you are going to be free."

"Liberation?" Zheng Sen was confused.

"The surname of Guo is a hero. I remember that 18 years ago, although you were still a student, you were full of energy and blindly immature. But you know how to remove your sharpness, accumulate internal strength, learn from others' strengths, and use it for your own purposes. What is more valuable is that no matter what setbacks you suffer, you have always maintained a firm will, held on to the green mountains, and never relaxed."

"The master praised it, Zheng Sen is ashamed."

"Why should the country be humble?" The monk laughed again. His laughter was so heroic that Zheng Sen's admiration became even stronger.

"In the city of Jinling, maybe it was because of your heroic spirit or ruthlessness, which led to the defeat of Nanjing. At that time, the morale of the army was in turmoil and in danger. Everyone thought that they were at the end of their lives, but you said that you would go back to reorganize the army and come back next year. What a hero he would be like? If I were like you back then, how could the world fall into the hands of the Tartars?" As he spoke, the monk seemed to be sad.

"Time is also fate. When you and I meet today, it is also the arrangement of God. Let the country be liberated with me, and the affairs of this world will be done by the people in the world."

The monk said as he stood up slowly. Then his figure suddenly swayed and disappeared from Zheng Sen in an instant. Looking back, it was already far away at the end of the sky.

"I'm going first, and then the Guo surname will follow."

Seeing that the monk was so amazing, Zheng Sen was really stunned. Seeing that the monk was about to go away again, he hurriedly shouted: "I don't know the master's name yet!"

"The names of the secular families and past events are like dust, so it's better not to mention them." The monk smiled and turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly paused, and couldn't help but say, "I'm a secular family surname Li, why don't the Guo family follow you quickly?" After that, he completely disappeared from Zheng Sen's eyes.

"Master, wait for me!"

Zheng Sen, who didn't know why his body was out of control, even so he rose into the air and chased towards the end of the day.

On September 26, the second year of Dingwu in the Ming Dynasty, Prince Zheng Sen of Fujian died in Changle, Fujian at the age of 39.
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