The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son - Chapter 54

[54.Chapter 54: Prodigal Things]

Emperor Hongzhi left, he left in a hurry, mainly because he was wary of what Empress Zhang and Fang Jifan would continue to promise. Although Emperor Hongzhi also cherished his descendants, he was a dignified man and could not bear to look at people who looked familiar. Just acknowledge your relatives, chat a few words, and then burn yellow paper to do brotherly things.

Of course, for him, what he pays more attention to is that if this matter spreads, it will inevitably lead to unwarranted speculation among the subjects, not to mention… Fang Jifan’s reputation is indeed not very good. To be honest, he feels that Fang Jifan is a time bomb. When will another big joke happen and eventually spread to the palace?

Fang Jifan, his father and his son, and the British Duke respectfully saw off His Majesty.

Before leaving, Queen Zhang, who was sitting on the phoenix chariot, looked at Fang Jifan with a smile: “Come and meet your aunt when you have time. My aunt is also from an ordinary family. Don’t have any doubts.” “

Okay, okay.” Fang Jifan nodded in agreement.

Wait for the holy driver to go away.

Zhang Mao took a breath of cold air, still a little unresolved.

On the other hand, Fang Jing’s eyebrows were full of excitement. Who said his son had no future? Now even His Majesty and the Queen like him so much. He rubbed his hands excitedly: “Old Zhang, do you think I should also set up dozens of tables of wine? After all… This is a big deal that will bring glory to our family.”

Before Zhang Mao could reply, Fang Jinglong scratched his head again: “It seems too high-profile. Will it be criticized by others? Forget it, forget it, just close the door, the two of us. Invite some old brothers over for a few sips of wine.”

Zhang Mao waved his hands quickly: “No more, no more, I can’t understand this monster in your family, I can’t understand him, and I can’t mess with him. Get up, see you at the Governor’s Mansion tomorrow.”

After saying that, he seemed to be running away.

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The weather is getting colder and colder. Although it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, when I woke up in the morning, there was ice and frost. Fang Jifan was also shivering from the cold, and he felt that the coldness was pervasive.

Today, he wore a coat, a unicorn suit made of cotton and silk, and a pair of deerskin boots. Xiao Xiangxiang squatted down to put on Fang Jifan’s boots. Fang Jifan felt sorry for this little girl, seeing her working hard. With a look of disbelief, he shouted angrily: “I have raised you so big that you don’t even know how to put on boots. I will teach you.” He took out his feet and put on the boots himself.

After a quick breakfast, we set off to go on duty.

When I saw Zhan Shi’s Mansion, I saw two familiar guys coming out of Zhan Shi’s Mansion.

When the two men saw Fang Jifan, their eyes suddenly lit up.

“Hello, nephew Fang Xian.” The visitors were actually the Zhang family brothers Shouning Hou and Jianchang Bo.

Zhang Heling greeted them kindly, but Fang Jifan was too lazy to talk to them. He just said lightly: “Oh, how are you two uncles?”

“Would you like to go to Shibo’s house to sit and have a drink of water?” Zhang Heling asked enthusiastically. Written by Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan shook his head simply: “No!”

Zhang Heling looked like he was relieved and laughed: “Yes, yes, drinking water is not good, it hurts the stomach. Where is nephew Fang Xian?”

Fang Jifan said: “Dang It’s worth it.” He said and left in a hurry.

The smile on Zhang Heling’s face did not dissipate. Watching Fang Jifan enter Zhan Shifu, his smile suddenly froze, he hammered his heart, and then sighed.

Zhang Yanling couldn’t help but said, “Brother, what’s wrong?”

“I feel bad!” Zhang Heling said, covering his heart.

“Oh…” Zhang Yanling was frightened: “Have you eaten the porridge this morning?”

Zhang Heling bared his teeth, but his eyes turned red. He blinked and shed a little tears: “I’m talking about my heart. , I feel uncomfortable. You see, this little fool, I felt close to him as soon as I saw him. In our Ming Dynasty, even if we held a lantern, it would be difficult to find such a prodigal son. I really want to make friends with him. My friend, it’s a pity that he is now a poor man. Have you ever heard of fishing in the lake? Thinking of this, I feel very uncomfortable.”

After hearing this, Zhang Yanling actually felt the same and sighed quietly: “Yes. What a pity.”

The two brothers hesitated and sighed.

Fang Jifan on the other side entered Zhan Shifu. When Zhu Houzhao learned that Fang Jifan was coming, he immediately ordered Liu Jin to invite him.

Fang Jifan was not very impressed by Liu Jin. He only felt that he was no different from ordinary people, but he also knew that after Zhu Houzhao ascended the throne, he would become one of the notorious Eight Tigers and the bad guy among bad guys.

However, Fang Jifan will never discriminate against any bad person, because he and Liu Jin are evenly matched, and the eldest brother has no right to laugh at the second brother. Besides, if a person can be bad enough to leave a name in history, this should be regarded as a special craft. This is the spirit of craftsmanship, and only one among thousands of people can be like this.

Zhu Houzhao did not play military chess today, but he was wearing a jacket worn by Tatars, imitating Tatars, and drinking hot mare’s milk.

Historically, Zhu Houzhao loved military affairs and mounted archery, and he had the style of Mounted Archery in King Wuling of Zhao.

But when he saw Fang Jifan, he immediately became energetic: “Can you still cure diseases?”

Fang Jifan said modestly: “Where, where, it has been studied a lot, and it is only a little better than the imperial doctor.”

But Zhu Houzhao was. He said with a smile: “I heard that you bought a large piece of land in Shouninghou? Come, tell me what you want to do?”

Fang Jifan did not hide it from Zhu Houzhao. To be honest, when he came to this world, every time I dress up like crazy and act silly, and I always feel that there is some gap between me and the people in this world, but I feel much better towards Zhu Houzhao. Maybe this guy has some brain problems like me.

Fang Jifan said: “Business.”

“Business?” Zhu Houzhao’s eyes suddenly lit up: “What kind of business? Take me with you, we are brothers.”

Fang Jifan glared at him and said slowly: “Your Highness, do you have any money? ?”

This sentence undoubtedly hit Zhu Houzhao’s sore spot, so Zhu Houzhao said a little unconfidently: “Last time, you still kept a lot of the money you gave me. Is it enough?”

Fang Jifan only smiled slightly and said Be silent.

“Isn’t it just money? I’m stingy. I’m the prince, so why don’t I have money?”

Even though he said this, a penny could stump a heroic man. Zhu Houzhao still felt guilty. Emperor Hongzhi was an extremely frugal person. Although Zhu Houzhao usually used The money is provided by internal funds, and the treatment is generous, but cash silver is less than a copper plate.

He squinted his eyes and didn’t know what he was thinking about. He said: “Okay, I won’t tell you anymore. You can go on duty. Master Yang will not come to teach today. He said that he was infected with the wind and cold. I will go to my father to teach.” Say hello to the queen mother. “

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In the Forbidden City.

The emperor’s chariot arrived from Fengtian Palace to Nuange.

Today’s court meeting was held in Fengtian Hall. After Emperor Hongzhi inquired about politics, he would come to Nuange to take a rest. After noon, there was still a court meeting to be held.

But as soon as he walked into the Nuan Pavilion today, Emperor Hongzhi felt a little strange. He looked around the Nuan Pavilion and felt that something was missing.

Suddenly, he remembered that in addition to the plaque of “Respecting the Heavenly Patriarch” hanging on the warm pavilion, there was also his favorite “Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains”. This picture was the work of the Song Dynasty painter Wang Ximeng, who was a member of the Northern Song Dynasty Painting Academy. student, personally taught by Song Huizong about his brush and ink techniques, and this painting is his only work handed down from generation to generation.

Although the painter is not a thunderous artist, this painting is majestic and majestic. It is a treasure collected in the palace and is truly peerless. Among the paintings and calligraphy collected by the royal family, this painting is one of the four rare ones. Character.

Emperor Hongzhi also liked this painting the most, so he specially ordered it to be framed in the Nuan Pavilion.

But now, the picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers hanging on the wall was missing. Looking at the empty wall, this large blank space, Emperor Hongzhi was a little confused, and seemed unable to accept that there were such incredible things in the world.

“Come here!” Emperor Hongzhi summoned lightly. In fact, he didn’t have much emotion at this time. This is the Forbidden City, the residence of the emperor. It was stolen… It doesn’t exist. Maybe the eunuchs from the palace took it down and cleaned it. Bar.

Liu Qian was on duty today, but his expression was a bit strange today. He stepped forward cautiously: “My slave is here.”

Emperor Hongzhi said calmly: “Where is the painting?”

“My slave… my slave…” Liu Qian fell to the ground at once, His body became like chaff.

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly had a bad idea: “Has the prince been here?”

(End of this chapter)