Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1121 Longyan is furious

  Three shouts of long live from outside.

   And inside...

   But there is no sound.

   It seems that Emperor Hongzhi has no interest in people outside.

  It's just... All the officials held their breath.

   creak... creak...

   What's that sound?

finally…

   Someone couldn't help it.

  Then Wu Kuan said: "Your Majesty, I wait... to welcome Your Majesty."

   Still nothing.

   People kneeling on the ground, you look at me, I look at you, looking at each other.

  What's going on?

  What's the voice inside?

  Why didn't His Majesty say a word.

   Inside... nothing happened.

  Wang Ao's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he couldn't stand or sit for a while.

   "Come in." Emperor Hongzhi's voice finally sounded again.

  Everyone let out a long sigh of relief.

  Everyone filed in.

  Wang Ao walked in the front, but as soon as he entered the workshop, he saw a familiar figure from behind.

  Emperor Hongzhi turned his back to him, but he was skillfully stepping on logs, holding a long saw, and constantly cutting the wood.

   A piece of wood was scattered on the ground.

  Emperor Hongzhi was already sweating profusely. Because Ru Shan was too big to work with, he wore a short shirt, and his whole body...was no different from an ordinary craftsman.

   All of a sudden, Wang Ao's tears flowed out.

   This is who asked His Majesty to saw wood here.

  This is the Son of Heaven, the Son of a Thousand Gold, how can His Majesty...how can...

   "Your Majesty..." Wang Ao choked up and knelt down again.

  Others bowed down one after another.

Emperor Hongzhi sawed half of it, frowning slightly. He concentrated on taking a rope ruler, measured it, and made sure that there was no deviation in size. Then, he stepped on the half-sawed wood suddenly, and the remaining half of the wood became brittle. It broke and fell to the ground.

   "Don't be arguing, the order is urgent, and the goods will be shipped in the evening, and let me finish the work."

"this…"

   All the ministers were speechless.

  They think... His Majesty... has brain disease too?

   Oops...Fang Jifan's brain disease is still contagious, so I said it earlier!

  Emperor Hongzhi had no distractions, and said, "Let others come in, and get things done quickly. The order is a big deal, so don't be careless."

   "..."

  Fang Jifan and others filed in.

  These craftsmen are used to this Mr. Zhu, but now that he is actually the emperor, they dare not show their pride.

  Emperor Hongzhi greeted them: "Work."

  Everyone returned to their workstations, painting, punching and milling. All of a sudden, there was a ping-pong sound in this small workshop.

  Fang Jifan stood where he was, not knowing which station he should go to. In fact... he suddenly realized that he seemed... relatively unfamiliar with his business.

  Compared to the bustling work in this workshop, the ministers still dare not show their enthusiasm. They feel that His Majesty seems to be a little different from before.

  Looking at the back, this back, familiarly holding the saw, cutting off the wood one by one, everyone... was shocked, and also... couldn't understand.

  Chick...

  Suddenly...Emperor Hongzhi stopped his hand, and everyone looked up, focusing on him.

  Emperor Hongzhi put down the saw and stretched out his palm, but because of carelessness, the saw cut his finger, the wound was not deep, and blood rolled out.

  The officials were stunned and felt that they could no longer breathe.

   "Your Majesty...Your Majesty...is injured, come here, hurry...please the imperial doctor who is driving you, the imperial doctor..."

  Emperor Hongzhi shook his head: "No need, it's just a minor injury."

   As he spoke, he casually put his finger into his mouth, sucked it, and the blood disappeared.

   "Just apply some medicine later, it will be fine."

  Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help stretching his waist, then, he turned his head and looked at the ministers kneeling on the ground. Fang Jifan was also kneeling among them... This guy...

  Emperor Hongzhi was speechless. Which side did he belong to? Why did he hide wherever he seemed to be free? This is not a brain disease, it is obviously too smart.

  Emperor Hongzhi said: "Jifan."

   "Yes." Fang Jifan was a little emboldened, as if... this... is a bit immoral.

  But... we, Fang Jifan, want to keep a useful body and serve thousands of ordinary people...

  Emperor Hongzhi said: "Get up and stand on the other side."

"Oh." Fang Jifan got up and stood obediently behind Emperor Hongzhi. The craftsmen at other stations did not dare to stop. Fang Jifan pretended to pick up the saw that Emperor Hongzhi was holding just now, and held it horizontally in the air. The appearance of working people.

  Emperor Hongzhi looked at the officials with his hands behind his back. These are all his humerus ministers. When meeting them in Fengtian Hall, he was in a completely different state of mind than when he met them in this workshop.

  Emperor Hongzhi's eyes fell on Wu Kuan, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Wu Qing's family, what's wrong with your face?"

  Wu Kuan was waiting for this sentence.

  The blood on his face had already dried up, but he was reluctant to wipe it off, in order to impeach Ouyang Zhi.

"Your Majesty..." Wu Kuan raised his voice, tears streaming down his face: "Ouyang Zhi... Ouyang Zhi, he... he did it... with an inkstone. Ouyang Zhi is a magistrate, so bold and reckless, your majesty, if I didn't avoid the vital point, now ...I can't see His Majesty anymore, Your Majesty...Ouyang Zhi acted recklessly, beat up the superior, and even deliberately murdered, this...This is...a crime of death, I implore Your Majesty...to be the master of the minister!"

   As he spoke, Wu Kuan sobbed and kowtowed.

   All the ministers remained silent.

   What Wu Kuan is accusing is a serious crime, Ouyang Zhi... It's over.

  It's a pity, a good young man, just like that...

  Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyebrows: "How did he beat you?"

  Wu Kuan said: "Use an inkstone."

   "Inkstone?"

   "How many inches is the inkstone?"

   Wu Kuan stretched his neck, eagerly, beyond description.

  Emperor Hongzhi said: "Bring the inkstone."

   After a while, Xiao Jing took the inkstone, Emperor Hongzhi had no expression on his face, apparently already furious.

  Wu Kuan gained confidence in his heart, thinking that his vengeance was finally avenged, and it was God's eyes.

  Emperor Hongzhi grabbed the inkstone: "How is it compared to this inkstone?"

  Wu Kuan stretched his neck and looked at it carefully: "Almost..."

  Emperor Hongzhi said: "How did you smash it?"

Wu Kuan lightly touched his forehead with his hand: "That's it, you smashed this place, Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty really... I almost couldn't see you, back then... I was speaking to His Majesty in the East Palace... Your Majesty... Your Majesty... absolutely…"

  He talked about the relationship between himself and Emperor Hongzhi at the beginning, it was really a good time, of course, he knew that His Majesty is a person of affection, and only by touching His Majesty can he let himself take revenge.

  He wanted Ouyang Zhi to be ruined and die without a place to bury him.

  Others felt sorry for Ouyang Zhi. At this point...Ouyang Zhi...was too much after all...

  But at this time... Emperor Hongzhi played with the inkstone in his hand, and suddenly...

  The inkstone in his hand came out.

  The inkstone flew towards Wu Kuan's forehead very quickly.

   Exactly, it was the wound.

  Wu Kuan suddenly had a...familiar feeling.

  Patter...

  The inkstone hit his forehead hard.

   Sure enough... very familiar...

  Wu Kuan suddenly felt that his head sank, and he hit the old injury impartially. The severe pain spread all over his body in an instant.

  He let out a pig-killing cry.

  Blood... dripping down.

  It wasn't just his body that hurt, but his heart, his heart, seemed to be torn apart.

  His body trembled, and he covered the wound with his hand, and there was blood again, blood in one hand.

   "Your Majesty..." Wu Kuan let out a voice of grief and indignation.

   "Your Majesty..." The officials were shocked.

  Your Majesty...How could Your Majesty...

  Wu Shilang, he once taught His Majesty the scriptures. Although he does not have the name of a master and apprentice, he is actually a master and apprentice.

   What's more...he is a minister, how could His Majesty humiliate and beat a minister like this.

   This is what a fool would do.

  Everyone was disappointed.

When someone carefully glanced at Emperor Hongzhi, they found that Emperor Hongzhi's face did not show any shame, but it was like ice that would not melt for thousands of years. His face was particularly terrifying. Murderous.

   "Is it like this?" Emperor Hongzhi asked sharply.

  Wu Kuan bowed down. He couldn't understand what happened. All of a sudden, he became frightened. He felt fear for the first time. He prostrated himself on the ground and let the blood on his forehead flow to the ground.

  He trembled all over: "Yes... yes..."

  Emperor Hongzhi laughed loudly: "Then, is it better to smash it, or Ouyang Qing's family?"

   Insulting... this is insulting.

  Your Majesty, how can you regard courtiers as prostitutes?

  Wu Kuan was extremely sad and angry: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty's doing this is an insult..."

"I just want to insult you!" Emperor Hongzhi responded impatiently without waiting for him to speak: "If I don't insult you, if I don't follow the example of Ouyang Qing's family and smash you Wu Kuan to death, how can I be sorry? How can the countless people in Tongzhou with their wives and children face it, how can those refugees who are suffering from hunger and cold, how can they live in Baoding Mansion, with their hands, so that they can live a life of food and clothing for the common people?"

   "..."

  Everyone was dumbfounded.

  Emperor Hongzhi's words, they couldn't understand.

At this moment, Emperor Hongzhi was furious: "Your salary, the people's fat and the people's anointment, I trust you and let you be the servant of the Ministry of officials. , Get rid of the incompetent, this is also your duty, but... what have you done, what have you done while living on my salary?"

  Wu Kuan was trembling in pain, unable to lift his head when being scolded by Emperor Hongzhi. At this moment...he was a little unconvinced: "Your Majesty... must have been bewitched by a treacherous minister, minister... minister has always been self-serving, with a clean hand..."

   "Traitor, where is the traitor?" Emperor Hongzhi pressed on every step of the way.

  Wu Kuan took a deep breath, he didn't know where the courage came from, he raised his head, his eyes passed Emperor Hongzhi, and fell on Fang Jifan.

  It got to this point...

Fight!

  Wu Kuan drilled three long-lost words from between his teeth: "Fang...Ji...Fan!"

  ...

  I wanted to go to bed early, but after thinking about it carefully, if I fell asleep at this time, everyone would scold me again, and there is more!

  (end of this chapter)