Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1140 The holy driver is here

   This is a prodigal son.

  Fang Jifan's teeth itched with hatred.

  In a blink of an eye, millions of taels of silver disappeared.

   According to Fang Jifan's understanding of the emperor.

   At that time, the Fang family will be given several million gold.

   These millions of gold were exchanged for millions of silver...

  How do you feel, the feeling of someone exchanging ten-dollar bills for hundred-dollar bills?

  When Fang Zhengqing saw that his father was going to beat someone up, he had already learned how to behave, and he was about to leave.

  Zhu Houzhao hurriedly stopped Fang Jifan: "Old Fang, forget it, forget it, the child didn't do anything wrong, didn't he just beat someone..."

  Fang Jifan was furious.

  Can't help but sigh: "Beating people at every turn is a disgraceful thing. I, Fang Jifan... Forget it, let's not talk about it, as long as we can be safe."

  Waving his hand, the supercomputer in his heart has begun to calculate the loss this time.

  However, as he said, if you can be safe, then everything will be fine.

  Zhu Houzhao looked around: "Why don't you see the Datong guard come to see you? Do you look down on me?"

   As he spoke, he entered the Dai Wang's mansion. In this generation of Wang's mansion, there are carved beams and painted buildings. Some people have already started searching for evidence of the Dai Wang Zhu Junzhang's rebellion.

  In a short while, countless iron proofs were sent.

"Report, in Dai Wang's bedroom, there is actually a "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Picture". , look at it every night, the wolf's ambition is clearly revealed."

  Zhu Hou took care of a painting that was delivered, and after seeing it, he waved his hand: "Damn it, this painting will be hung in the palace's bedroom in the future."

   "Report, I humbled myself and found a pair of golden swords and golden armor in the warehouse of the royal palace..."

"Report, the generation of kings has a concubine, and the generation of kings actually gave her the name of official slaves. Your Highness, isn't the owner of the official slaves the official family? The word "official family" was the emperor's title in Song Dynasty. It can be seen that this Dai Wang is really ambitious, and he has long planned to covet the big position."

   It was a scribe of Zhengdewei who spoke, and at this moment, he was shaking his head like a nerd.

  He looked at Zhu Houzhao with a smile.

  Zhu Houzhao began to fall into deep thinking, is that so? how do you listen...

Fang Jifan had already stood up, and raised his hand to slap the clerk: "For a dog-like thing, my surname is Fang. Doesn't the so-called round sky represent heaven and earth? My surname is Fang, so I am also plotting to do something wrong. Get out of here." !"

   Woohoo...

  The scribe covered his burning face with a look of grievance, and obediently slipped away.

  Fang Jifan sat down angrily.

Rebellion on behalf of the king, this is real, but the ancients had a bad habit, just like a Virgo, they like to make up a whole number when doing something, such as an army of 800,000, ten crimes, the four kings .

  Your uncle, it’s just a crime, why do you have to make a whole?

  Fang Jifan sat down, sipped his tea, and glanced at Zhu Houzhao. Zhu Zaimo and Fang Zhengqing stood aside obediently.

  A little further outside is Xu Pengju...

  Fang Jifan looked sideways, and saw a young man looking at him obsessively, scratching his stomach, but couldn't think of who this person was, so he couldn't help asking: "You... who are you?"

  Xu Pengju knelt down with a snap.

He cried.

  The brothers always hit him. Only at the moment when he hugged the explosive bag did he realize that he had reached the pinnacle of his life. No one would dare to pat him on the back of the head anymore, and everyone would look at him squarely.

   But he never expected that his teacher... for himself, personally taught Fang Zhengqing a lesson. Hot tears flowed from Xu Pengju's eyes, and he said: "Student Xu Pengju."

  Xu Pengju...

   Somewhat familiar.

   After a while, Fang Jifan remembered, looked at this strange child: "You are very nice, a good boy, oh, Your Highness, when shall we return to Beijing?"

  Zhu Houzhao thought for a while: "This damned rebellious son insists on staying in Datong, so I have no choice but to stay here for a while, not to look at him, and worry about it."

  Fang Jifan nodded and nodded: "Since that's the case, I'm tired after traveling through mountains and rivers, so I might as well take a rest today."

  Xu Pengju stood aside, and when he heard his teacher say that you are very good, you are a good boy, and suddenly...feeling that he has once again reached the pinnacle of his life, and his whole body is like walking in the clouds.

  Datong is a frontier fortress and an important military town.

   However, with the weakening of the Tatars, this important military town has become a thoroughfare connecting the desert and the pass.

  With the shortage of manpower in the customs, especially in the countryside, coupled with the popularity of four-wheeled carriages, and the increase in workshops, people's demand for livestock is increasing day by day.

  Therefore, a large number of merchants saw business opportunities. They went out of the customs, bought pastures, raised cattle and horses, and then transported countless cattle and horses to the customs.

In Datong, there is a special bull market and horse market. Most of the merchants who come from south to north come here to trade. Countless wealth.

The next day, Zhu Houzhao went to the horse market for a stroll. There were tens of thousands of horses here. Zhu Houzhao was dazzled by the sight of them. In this huge market, which was smelly, full of horse manure, and full of people, he happily shuttled back and forth. Among them, it is a joy.

   Bought a few horses, Zhu Houzhao was very excited: "Old Fang..."

   "Yeah." Fang Jifan sat on a stone pile beside him and kept beating his calf.

  Zhu Houzhao said: "Datong is a good place, I really hope to stay here forever."

"hehe…"

"Why are you laughing?"

  Fang Jifan thought to himself, he didn't laugh at anything, he just thought that the Ming Wuzong in history really stayed in Datong for a long time, and almost moved his palace there.

  Fang Jifan smiled and said: "Your Highness likes it. Everywhere is His Highness's home. This world belongs to His Highness."

  Zhu Houzhao puffed up his chest: "You are wrong."

   "..."

  Zhu Houzhao said: "The destiny is permanent, and only the virtuous live there!"

  Fang Jifan never imagined that Zhu Houzhao still had such awareness.

  How does it sound, it looks like His Royal Highness is about to dig his own grave.

Zhu Houzhao put his hands behind his back, and his eyes sparkled: "For example, why is our Zhu home in the world? This is because my family has virtue, I have virtue, and in the future I will be the emperor, and my father has virtue, so he is the emperor, and my father has virtue. My father's father also has virtue, so the fate is in my body. My father's father's father's father also has virtue, so he can rule the world; my whole family has virtue, and it has been like this since eight generations of ancestors."

  Fang Jifan was convinced.

   couldn't help but said: "Your Highness is really amazing, no wonder you see your Yintang turning red, this is a sign of Deze Universal."

   "Of course." Zhu Houzhao raised his eyebrows: "Liu Jin and the others all said that from the time I was born, there was a dragon in the bedroom where I was born, looming; the fragrance in the room lingers, do you have it?"

  Fang Jifan said ashamedly: "I don't have it, I dare not have it, I dare not, I dare not."

   Zhu Houzhao finally felt elated: "Come on, let's go to the bull market."

  …

  The notices came out of the Dai Wang Mansion, and then posted in the streets and alleys.

   Then, there was another order of pardon, and all the ordinary sergeants on behalf of Wang Wei were pardoned for their innocence.

  The whole of Datong is as calm as ever.

  Now no one cares about the relationship with His Royal Highness Dai Wang.

A large number of merchants came to Datong, wanting to buy cattle and horses, and merchants who ignored them brought cattle and horses from the desert to trade here, and even... many sheep rushed to Datong, and they needed to be slaughtered in Datong. Leather is to be made into leather goods, and wool has also become a fashionable thing for people now.

  So many industries are recruiting manpower everywhere, time is money, and no one can afford it.

  However, even though Datong was surprisingly stable, Zhu Zaimo and the others did not neglect. They followed the regulations and first issued a notice, but they dared not sit idle and continued to screen out those involved in the rebellion in Daiwang's mansion.

  …

  Datong tutelary mansion.

  Changle Hou Qiu Jing was so frightened that he almost knelt on the ground, trembling, and picked up the third imperial decree.

   In the blink of an eye, after only a few days of work, the third copy came...

   Say it... No one would believe it.

  He subconsciously said: "Put...the magnifying glass."

   There are scribes who have already prepared.

   Then, in front of the **** delivering the decree, Qiu Jing unveiled the decree.

  This decree...is another set of rhetoric.

It is said that the prince and the emperor's grandson Zhu Zaimo came to Datong, but they did not get the emperor's permission. They make random times...

   Qiu Jing's mind was buzzing.

  He felt that his limited IQ was no longer enough.

  The three imperial decrees are all contradictory. Holding a magnifying glass, he tried hard to find every detail, but...he failed.

  This imperial decree is almost... not the slightest bit wrong, it really can't be more true.

  At this moment, tears were streaming down his face, and he had been crying for a long time before he gritted his teeth: "What kind of world is this, what are you doing in a daze, pick you up, get ready to pick you up, Your Majesty, we are coming to Datong."

  His Majesty is coming to Datong.

  All of a sudden, the town guard's mansion...has exploded.

  In fact, Emperor Hongzhi came very fast. As soon as the imperial decree arrived, the holy car came in a hurry.

   This time there were not too many entourages, but only hundreds of guards. Emperor Hongzhi was obviously very eager, and he never neglected for a moment along the way.

  After Emperor Hongzhi entered the city, Qiu Jing learned the news, and anxiously brought people to greet him.

  The generals of Datong knelt down and saluted.

  Emperor Hongzhi looked around: "Where is the prince?"

   "Your Majesty..." Qiu Jing said, "In Daiwang Palace."

   "Daiwang Mansion..." Emperor Hongzhi frowned slightly: "Daiwang... Has it been taken?"

  Qiu Jing breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the acting king had really committed a rebellion. He looked at Emperor Hongzhi cautiously, and His Majesty's expression was obviously not very good.

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  The first chapter has been delivered, and there will be a YY live broadcast at four o'clock, um, those who are interested can listen to it.

  (end of this chapter)