The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Emperor Hongzhi is gone, he is in a hurry, mainly because Embankment Zhang and Fang Jifan continue to promise something. Although Emperor Hongzhi also cherishes the juniors, he is a dignified person. The sentence is to burn yellow paper to do brotherhood.

Of course, for him, what he paid more attention to is that if this matter is passed on, it will inevitably lead to unreasonable speculation among the subjects, not to mention ... Fang Jifan ’s reputation is really not good. To be honest, he thinks that Fang Jifan is a time bomb, I do n’t know When will there be a big joke, and finally spread to the palace.

Father and son of Chen Kai and the British public sent his majesty to leave.

Before leaving, Queen Zhang, sitting on Fengyin, looked at Fang Jifan who was watching him with a smile: "I have time to meet my aunt, who is also an ordinary person. You don't have any doubts."

"Okay, okay." Fang Jifan chick nodded and agreed.

Waiting for the holy drive away.

Zhang Mao took a breath, but still had a little bit of taste.

Fang Jinglong's eyebrows flew, who said that his son did not have a good time, and now even His Majesty and Queen Mother like him so much, he rubbed his hands excitedly: "Lao Zhang, you said I should also put dozens of table wine, after all ... This is a big event that shines on the lintel. "

Before waiting for Zhang Mao to reply, Fang Jinglong scratched his head again: "It seems too high-profile, will it be criticized by anyone, forget it, forget it, just close the door, let's invite two more old brothers to drink A few sips of wine. "

Zhang Mao hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't drink, don't drink, this devil in your family, the old man can't understand his way, can't see through, and can't afford it. See you in the governor's office tomorrow.

Said, and then fled away.

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The weather is getting colder, although it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, but when it gets up early in the morning, the frost has condensed, and Fang Jifan is also cold and trembling, but I feel that this chill is permeable.

Today, he was wearing a jacket, a unicorn suit with cotton cloth and silk material on the outside, and a pair of deerskin boots at his feet. Xiaoxiangxiang squatted to wear boots for Fang Jifan, but Fang Jifan felt distressed about this little girl, seeing her trying hard He looked angry and said: "You are so big, you can't even wear boots. Master Ben teaches you." He pulled out his feet and put on the boots himself.

Hurriedly ate early and set off to be on duty.

Saw Janshof, but on the face, he saw two familiar guys come out of the palace.

The two met Fang Jifan, and their eyes lit up.

"Fangxian nephew, how are you." The comers were the pair of Zhang family brothers Shouninghou and Jianchangbo.

Zhang Heling greeted him very kindly, but Fang Jifan was too lazy to talk to them, but just said lightly: "Oh, you two are good."

"Would you like to go to Se Bo's house and take a sip?" Zhang Heling pulled Fang Jifan diligently.

Fang Jifan shook his head very simply: "Don't drink!"

Zhang Heling looked relieved and laughed: "Good, good, drinking water is not good, hurt the stomach, where is Fang Xian nephew?"

Fang Jifan said: "On duty." As he said, he left busy.

The smile on Zhang Heling's face did not dissipate. He watched Fang Jifan enter the Zhanshi Mansion. His smile froze a little, hammering his own heart, and then sighed.

Zhang Yanling could not help saying: "Brother, what's up?"

"Uncomfortable!" Zhang Heling covered her heart.

"Oops ..." Zhang Yanling was terrified: "Is this morning's porridge bad for my stomach?"

Zhang Heling's teeth were red, his eyes blinked, and there was a little bit of tears in his eyes: "I am talking about the heart, it is uncomfortable, you see, this little fool, when I saw him, I felt a sense of intimacy, In our Ming dynasty, even with a lantern, it was hard to find such a prodigal son. I really want to make friends with him. Unfortunately, he is afraid that he is already a poor ghost. Have he heard of it? As a brother ... it's very uncomfortable. "

Zhang Yanling listened, actually felt the same, and also sighed quietly: "Yeah, what a pity."

The two brothers limped up and sighed.

Fang Jifan at the other end entered the House of Zhan, Zhu Houzhao learned that Fang Jifan was coming, and immediately ordered Liu Jin to invite him to go.

Liu Jin, Fang Jifan is not very impressed. He just feels that he is no different from ordinary people, but he knows that after Zhu Houzhao ascends to the throne, he will become one of the famous eight tigers and become the bad guy among the bad guys.

However, Fang Jifan will never discriminate against every bad guy, because he and Liu Jin are half a catty, and the eldest brother is not eligible to joke two brothers, not to mention that a person can be so bad that he has a long history, this should be regarded as a special craft work. This is the spirit of a craftsman, and only one of them is out of thousands.

Zhu Houzhao didn't put up a military chess today, but he wore a jacket worn by Tatar talents, learning the appearance of Tatars, drinking hot horse milk.

The historical Zhu Houzhao loves military and cavalry, quite like Zhao Wuling Wang Hufu cavalry.

But when he saw Fang Jifan, he immediately came to the spirit: "Will you still heal?"

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

Zhu Houzhao said with a smile: "This palace heard that you bought a large plot of Shouninghou? Come, talk to this palace, what are you going to do?"

Fang Jifan did not hide Zhu Houzhao, to be honest, came to this world, pretending to be crazy and selling fools every day, always felt that there were some gaps with the people in this world, but only to Zhu Houzhao, I felt much better, it may be that this fellow is like himself , The brain has a little problem.

Fang Jifan said: "Do business."

"Do business?" Zhu Houzhao's eyes lighted up: "What business, take this palace, we are brothers."

Fang Jifan glared at him, and slowly said: "Is there any silver in your highness?"

This sentence undoubtedly poked Zhu Houzhao's pain, so Zhu Houzhao said a little unconfidently: "Last time, you gave a lot of money to the palace, but there was still a lot left, is it enough?"

Fang Jifan only smiled slightly, and did not say anything.

"Not just silver, stingy, this palace is a prince, what silver is not there?"

Although this is said, Zhu Houzhao still has some guilty conscience over the hero Han, and the emperor Hongzhi is an extra frugal person. Although Zhu Houzhao's usual expenses are provided by the internal funds, the treatment is generous, but the silver is a copper plate. It's not even necessary.

He squinted and did n’t know what he was thinking about, but said in his mouth: "Okay, I wo n’t tell you, go on duty. Master Yang is not coming to teach today, saying that it ’s because of the wind and cold. Greet the mother. "

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In the Forbidden City.

The emperor's imperial prince came from the Temple of Heaven to the Nuan Pavilion. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Today's court meeting was held in Fengtian Temple. After the emperor Hongzhi asked the government, he would come to the Nuan Pavilion to rest. After noon, there would be another morning meeting.

Just just walked into the Nuan Pavilion today, the Emperor Hongzhi felt a little strange. Looking around the Nuan Pavilion, he always felt that there was something missing.

Suddenly, he remembered that in addition to a plaque called 'Jingli Fazu' hung on the Nuan Pavilion, there was a picture of his favorite "Qianlijiang Mountain", which is the work of the painter Wang Ximeng of the Song Dynasty. Students, personally received Song Huizong's pointing pen and ink techniques, and this painting is his only handed down work.

Although the painter is not thunderous, but this painting is magnificent and magnificent, it is the most treasured collection in the palace, and it can be called peerless. Among the paintings and calligraphy collected by the royal family, this painting is also rare. word.

Emperor Hongzhi's favorite is this painting, so he was specially ordered to mount it in the Nuan Pavilion.

But now, the pictures of Qianlijiang Mountain hanging on the wall are missing, looking at the empty wall. This large piece of blank space, the emperor Hongzhi was a little dazed, and it seemed that he could not accept such unbelievable things in the world.

"Come here!" Emperor Hongzhi lightly summoned the understatement. In fact, he didn't have much emotion at this time. This is the Forbidden City, the residence of the emperor, stolen ... It doesn't exist, maybe the **** of the Jingong prison took it down and cleaned it up Right.

Liu Qian is on duty today, but today's look is a bit weird, he stepped forward tremblingly: "The slave is here."

Hongzhi Emperor said lightly: "How about painting?"

"Slave slave ... slave slave ..." Liu Qian fell to the ground all of a sudden, as if she was like a sieve.

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly had a not-so-good idea: "Prince has been here?"