The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

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Under the attention of Emperor Hongzhi, Fang Jifan stopped talking politely, but said eloquently: "The matter of Tuntian is of great importance. Although His Royal Highness has an overview of the overall situation, he is still afraid that things will not be handled well."

Emperor Hongzhi, who was in a good mood, frowned at once, but this was a major event, and it was related to the people's livelihood of the society. It was extremely sloppy. Fang Jifan, you kid, was full of confidence. Turning your head, you said that you are afraid of doing well?

So he lowered his face, showing a little seriousness, and said: "Fang Qing's house"

It's true that the change will change, and it's just that the Jifan is still a fan. Now that he turns his face, he doesn't recognize anyone. I saw Emperor Hongzhi continued: "Fang Qing's family is doing everything they can."

"This is of course." Fang Jifan was purposeful this time, and he vowed to say: "The Fang family has been loyal for generations, and the prince is no exception. The prince means that the prince heard of the British son, Jinwuwei hundred officials Zhang Xin is smart and hardworking, and if he can help, it would be better. "

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Zhang Xin

Emperor Hongzhi had an impression.

This man is the king of Zhou Zhou, and the youngest son of the British public Zhang Mao. He was also given a silver belt. He is now a servant in Jinwuwei and guarding in the palace. On several occasions, the emperor Hongzhi came and went in the palace, all accompanied by him. .

That guy is indeed a real person, just too honest.

At this time, an **** came in and said, "Your Majesty, the British father has arrived."

"pass."

Zhang Mao felt that this guy, Fang Jifan, was too rude. When he saw him, he ran straight away. He just ran, and he ran to the warm place. This kid was itchy.

But the matter matters, and Zhang Mao is nothing more than frightening Fang Jifan. In the palace, where would he dare the other party to do it?

At this time, he was wearing Liang Guan, a bullfighting suit, and a fox fur lining, showing a little clue at the round lapel; with a gold belt around his waist, he was slightly blessed, and now he is also wearing it. Bloated, but under his thick brow, his eyes were still shining, giving the whole person a sense of unusual burliness and heroism.

Entering the warmth, he bowed his knees and bowed, said loudly: "Old prince, he has seen His Majesty, His Majesty ordered his priests to worship the temple, and the ritual of the priests has come.

"Qing Family, you came just right." Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhang Mao with a smile.

This makes Zhang Mao a little strange, what is called just right, is there anything wrong? Yu Guang in the corner of his eyes saw Fang Jifan.

Emperor Hongzhi said slowly: "Lingzi Zhang Xin, can I be in the Jinwuwei?"

"Yes." Zhang Mao felt confused, and then said, "Is the dog right?"

"He is very good." Emperor Hongzhi said lightly: "From now on, Zhang Xin is ordered to be used by 100 households in Yulinwei, Tuntian and appointed as deputy hundred households!"

This lightly writes a sentence, Zhang Mao almost spit out old blood.

The transfer of Jinwuwei to Yulinwei is a flat tone, which is nothing. After all, whether it is Jinwuwei or Yulinwei, these are the pro-armies of the pro-armies. They have equal status and are more honorable than ordinary pro-armies.

But Zhang Mao wanted to remind Emperor Hongzhi, his son, but a hundred officials.

Originally, this son had been sharpened for so long. In theory, then he should seek a job vacancy, or go to Nanjing to guard, or grind it in Bianzhen, and he should be promoted to a thousand households. This is like Zhang Mao. Honourable ladies, how can the career planning of the nieces and nephews be changed in a blink of an eye? There were vacancies for the deputy thousand households in the army, but there was no deputy one hundred households. A deputy was added in front of the hundred households. How to listen is like the **** in the Nuanli, with a little less.

Zhang Mao felt a little unbeautiful in his heart. He was ashamed and wanted to explain to his son, but this sudden intention really caught him off guard. He didn't even know what happened.

So, after chewing your majesty carefully, I suddenly thought, Yulinwei, where do I need Tuntian, and how do I come to Tuntian Baihu Office?

"Tundian Hundred Households"

Emperor Hongzhi smiled and said, "It should be the Hundred-House of Xishan Tuntian, and the Hundred-House is Jifan. He recommended Lingzi!"

"" Zhang Mao's eyes were bigger than those of Tong Ling. There was a feeling of remorse at the beginning, without the scourge of strangling Fang Jifan.

People, they always prefer some of their young children. Zhang Mao has a lot of heirs. Although he is strict in discipline, he often beats him up, but after all, he is the father.

He is distressed.

"Shibo" Fang Jifan smiled at Zhang Mao and smiled happily, and his voice was full of joy: "Please rest assured that my little nephew will take good care of Brother Zhang Xin."

This is the hostage. From today, our side Jifan is Zhang Xin ’s boss. Do you dare to beat me?

However, in order to prevent it from happening, Fang Jifan still decided to go ahead, but he could not go out of the palace with Zhang Mao, after all, this Zhang Shibo was in a rage, certainly not very sensible.

At this time in the Wang family.

Wang Shouren is being forbidden to stay at home. For the past few days, he had to stay in fasting and study.

It's just that he was obviously not a peaceful person. Although he was disappointed with Fang Jifan, he still missed two things in his heart.

This Fang Jifan, so contrary to common sense, actually grows melons in such weather, is this person really a lunatic?

It is too counterintuitive. If it is a lunatic, why are his five disciples admired him all the time? He even admired his five bodies. These five people are not ordinary people. They are all among the best in the test. The future is bound to be great.

He felt very impetuous, pushed the window open, the outside was still cold and cold, and the scenery was gloomy, and his skinny face looked very worried.

His eyes seemed to look into the distance, just thoughtfully.

Another thing that Fang Jifan believed that Guizhou thieves must be frustrated, but

Wang Shouren couldn't help but a bit of a wry smile, and he re-studied the strategy of rebelling against the army in Guizhou. This is indeed the most stable method, and frustration does not exist.

Wang Shouren is quite confident in his strategy, so when he thinks about it, he does not lose his smile.

But at this time, noisy voices came from the house.

Wang Shouren frowned slightly, and saw that the steward was coming in a hurry, still holding something unknown in his hand, dragging it with a plate, and said carefully: "Master, Master look, look, rare things."

Rarity?

When that thing approached, the red silk on the tray was pulled away, and it turned out to be a slice of watermelon.

This watermelon is red, but Wang Shouren's eyes flashed a bit of confusion: "This is this"

"It's a watermelon." Guan Shimei said with a smile: "This is the morning this morning, the Crown Prince gave the officials of the House of Zhan, one person, the old man is the younger person, naturally bearing the grace, but the old man is reluctant to eat He entrusted the people in the House of Chans to send melon to the young master. Young master, this melon is rare, and it is said to have the effect of keeping health. It is said that it is 11 out of the outside, but now it is priceless and no market Now. "

But Wang Shouren was suddenly white, and his eyes widened. He looked at the melon like a ghost. For a long time, he didn't come to God. For a long time, he said: "This melon is Prince and Fang Jifan."

The words that came later couldn't be said.

Suddenly, Wang Shouren gave birth to a strong impulse. He wanted to know what kind of person that Fang Jifan was.

Fang Jifan felt that his life was very good, he was promoted, and he saw that he was going to make a fortune, and then, Fang's Tuntian Baihu Office was officially established.

This is an exciting day. Fang Jifan wore a Qici Qilin coat early in the morning, carrying a Qinci royal sword, and a gold belt around his waist. He went to Zhanshifu first, and later he had to go to the 100 households in Xishan A trip here.

Seeing Fang Jifan, Zhu Houzhao looked very happy, waving at Fang Jifan, and seeing that Deng Jian also followed timidly, and waited outside the hall obediently.

"Lao Fang, when are we going to go to Xishan?"

Fang Jifan smiled and said: "Your Royal Highness will take the idea. But since you are in Xishan Tuntian, you always have to have a plan."

Fang Jifan's spirit was instigated, and he ordered Liu Jin to take a pen and ink, and then smiled and said: "Apart from the watermelon, what's your lord's interest?"

Zhu Hou thought about it for a long time and pronounced a word: "Onion."

"Very good." Fang Jifan glanced at Zhu Houzhao admiringly, then raised his pen and noted it down.

These things require brainstorming. Fang Jifan still talks about democratic procedures, so he treats them equally and looks at Liu Jin again: "Liu Jin, what are you talking about?"

Liu Jin scratched his head, and North Korea's Fang Jifan smiled and said: "Fang Baihu, slaves like to eat courgettes."

The so-called courgette is actually a cucumber, brought by Zhang Qian from the Western Regions in the Western Han Dynasty.

Cucumber is a good thing. If you can beauty and nourish the face, you don't know if you can nourish the kidneys. Fang Jifan nodded and said, "Yes, yes, Liu Jin is very visionary."

Several other companions around Zhu Houzhao also talked up: "Turn. The slave-servant only loves rice, can I grow rice?"

Rice?

Fang Jifan shook his head ~ www.readwn.com ~ Rice is too water-intensive, not suitable for the north, some things still have to be practical, and they said: "Change one."

So for a moment, there were a lot of fruits and vegetables on this paper.

At this time, Fang Jifan remembered a person, glanced outwards and shouted: Deng Jian, Deng Jian "

Deng Jian was waiting for the young master outside the palace. When the young master called himself, he quickly hurriedly entered the hall and said: "What did the young master tell me?"

Fang Jifan looked at him with a smile, and said with rare pleasure: "What do you like to eat?"

"Yeah" Deng Jian scratched his head, thinking for a long time before saying: "Little love chicken."

"" Fang Jifan's face instantly pulled down, and suddenly there was an urge to hit someone.

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