Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1153 Holy Lord

   People are like that.

  The more I hide it, the more I feel that there must be something strange in it.

   There are more and more people who are inquiring, and people who are watching, it seems that some people want to bite the bullet and give it a try.

  Actually, most of the dignitaries in Ming Dynasty are conservative people.

  They are good at guarding their wealth, but they don't want to open source.

  Own a house and land, rent out the land, get a stable income, save money, who doesn’t like it?

  But it happens...

   Today is different from the past.

  If you don't want to make money with money, after decades, the money in your hands may shrink by an unknown amount, or even become waste paper directly.

  Who should it be? Don't worry?

  Now... When it comes to earning money, who is as good as Shang Jifan?

  Although this dog is wicked, everyone is convinced of his skills.

  Plus, this guy never mentioned anything about raising funds, which makes people even more suspicious.

  Fang Jifan, who is naturally a Buddha-nature to raise funds, loves to buy and buy, and if he doesn’t buy, he will leave.

  In these days, many vassal kings came to Beijing, and Xing Wang Zhu Youzhao entertained them according to the order.

It can be said that these countless clansmen have no relatives when they arrived in Beijing. Your Majesty is too far away from me. , the big guys bowed down one after another, saying long live, after that... what else can they do?

But the King Xing, who came here first, is still relatives after all, so, these dozens of princes, nearly a thousand county kings, and countless auxiliary generals and town generals, it is indispensable...Xing King Zhu Youzhao came forward, and everyone gathered together At the same time, it is unavoidable that there is a sense of meeting relatives in a foreign country.

Dozens of princes got together and took their seats. Immediately, Zhu Yueqi, King of Jingjiang, began to yell: "I'll be in my domain in good order. Who would have thought that there would be a traitor in the court, and I wouldn't hide it. That **** surnamed Fang, he is not a human being. In the 130th year of the Ming Dynasty, this feudal lord became a feudal vassal. It was a national policy. Why should he order me to enter Beijing now? The ancestors of this king have been in Jingjiang for several generations. Jingjiang, I regard it as my hometown, people are far away from their hometown, hey..."

  This King Jingjiang is considered a distant relative, his ancestor is the grand-nephew of Emperor Taizu Gao, but he has a very bad temper. Obviously, he was very angry when he came to Beijing all the way.

  All the kings were in the vassal land, all of them were local emperors, and their tempers were not small. When they heard Zhu Yueqi's words, they immediately exploded, and all of them rolled up their sleeves, wanting to hit someone.

   There are also some people who are a little timid: "Be careful, be careful, but now, people are swords and I am fish, if people listen to it..."

   "What are you afraid of... We are the descendants of Emperor Taizu Gao, come on, if you have the ability, just drive us all to death."

   Someone looked at Zhu Youzhu: "His Royal Highness King Xing, you are His Majesty's brother, and you came to Beijing the first time. What do you have to say?"

  Zhu Youzhao blushed suddenly.

  Zhu Youtang is really an ordinary person, and ordinary people cannot be more ordinary. After hesitating for a long time, he said: "Are you... buying a house?"

   Kings: "..."

Zhu Youzhu hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This king knows a place with good feng shui and a good location. It is close to Miyagi. Everyone has come. When they come to the capital, the whole family has to settle down. Could it be that they live here all the time?" In Honglu Temple? If you don’t buy it, you will lose a lot. Now the house in Beijing is getting better every day.”

   "..."

   "There are discounts and preferential offers. Xishan Bank's interest rate is low, and you can borrow for a hundred years..."

   "..."

  All the kings were dumbfounded.

   Zhu Youzhu is in a hurry.

  After handing over the house, everything is very satisfactory. Fang Jifan didn’t fool himself. Not only is the location good, but the house he built is also decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, just like being in a fairyland.

   But the problem was that he found that the place was empty on all sides, without development, but a barren land.

  The land price there is too high. Ordinary people can't afford it at all, so they are discouraged. Moreover, who dares to be a neighbor with the prince, if they accidentally offend, God knows if it will cause disaster.

   If that place can no longer be sold, according to the limited economics that Zhu Youzhu has learned in the capital, his mansion may plummet.

  Plunge... It's terrible.

   This fall, the loss may be millions of taels of silver, even if he is a prince, he can't bear it.

   "In a few days, the king will hold a banquet at the mansion, and everyone will come." Zhu Youjuan blushed, obviously, he was still not used to it.

  The dignified prince, why did he become a broker?

   Kings: "..."

  …

  Fang Jifan has been very leisurely these few days. Unexpectedly, some feudal lords from Xishan Jianye have already come to inquire about the price of the mansion.

   This is a good sign. The clan members are indeed human beings, and they need a house to live in.

  These guys are extremely rich. They have accumulated wealth for hundreds of years, and God knows how much wealth they have hidden.

   But Fang Jifan's thoughts are not here, but the problem is that the children in the nursery school run to the Beijing camp every two days.

  Actually... this is also a matter of course, young people are already interested in fighting and killing.

   This small test of edge, this thought, is even more fiery.

  But Fang Jifan suffered an unreasonable disaster.

  Emperor Hongzhi summoned Fang Jifan, and Fang Jifan saw His Majesty's ashen face, pointing to a memorial: "You can read it yourself."

"Oh." Fang Jifan nodded, took the memorial from Xiao Jing, and opened it. This memorial was actually submitted by Ma Wensheng, Minister of the Ministry of War, and it was about the emperor's grandson entering and leaving the Beijing camp. Ma Wensheng was worried about this. , think that the emperor's grandson is not doing his job properly, and on the other hand, feel that... it is unsightly.

  Emperor Hongzhi said: "My grandson, who was entrusted to you to be disciplined, is fine now, and my heart is wild. Do you know what I am worried about?"

  Fang Jifan thought for a while: "Your Majesty is worried that the emperor's grandson will become the second prince?"

Emperor Hongzhi's face twitched, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not all like that, it's just... Many people have opinions on this and think it's inappropriate. Fang Jifan, my hope is on my grandson. He doesn't even look like a gentleman, I..."

  Fang Jifan nodded.

  He can understand Emperor Hongzhi's feelings. After all, he is also a man with sons. What he hates the most is that Fang Zhengqing looks like a dog's leg, which is an insult to the lintel. Our Fang family are all decent people.

  Of course, His Majesty also has his worries...

  The emperor's grandson is the future emperor. This emperor...is going to rule the world after all, not just win the world right away. Winning the world is a matter for Emperor Gao Zu and Emperor Wen.

  Fang Jifan said seriously: "Your Majesty, the emperor's grandson is still young. If he is interested in something, you might as well let him do it. As for other people's gossip, why should Your Majesty care?"

  Emperor Hongzhi still looked worried: "Really? At the beginning, you also said that if the prince is interested in something, let him do it, but it turns out that he is knitting sweaters all day long!"

  Fang Jifan: "..."

   This is a bit unfair.

  Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty, Your Highness the Crown Prince, you have done many things."

Emperor Hongzhi's face softened slightly: "Naturally, I didn't mean to blame you. Maybe...I care too much. The so-called caring makes chaos. That's the reason. You taught my grandson a lot of knowledge, and I understand it in my heart. .”

As he said that, he smiled: "Oh, I am getting old, the country of Ming Dynasty is really too big, and there are countless subjects, so many people need to rely on the Holy King. Although I want to be the Holy King, but... after all not smart enough..."

   "No, no, no." Fang Jifan said immediately, "Your Majesty's talents..."

Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand, feeling a bit like a hero: "Listen to me, I know many things better than you, and I am indeed not a person with intelligence and intelligence, so in this life, I will reluctantly stick to it. In the end, there is no order The ancestors were ashamed. But... After this inspection, I have something hidden in my heart. How many people hope to live and work in peace and contentment, but how many people in this world are not clothed and hungry. Baoding Mansion, It can be regarded as a good life for the people, but how many Baoding mansions are there in the world? Datong, there is no more border troubles, but what about the future?"

"What I worry about is not only my grandson, but also my thousands of subjects, the country and the country." He glared at Fang Jifan: "You see the money I have accumulated all day long, why do you think it is? In my previous life, my daily life was fairly simple, and I never had any extravagance. The money I have accumulated is left to future generations, and it is also... once the country is in danger, it can be used to save lives."

   Speaking of this, Emperor Hongzhi smiled wryly: "I am a man with too many thoughts, but to put it bluntly, I just can't let it go, really can't let it go."

Fang Jifan nodded. Some people are born to work hard. They obviously don’t have to worry about food and clothing. I empathize with what Emperor Hongzhi said.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "My son is actually not bad, but...he has a strange interest. I don't blame him. He has done better than most people. But my grandson, I have given him more This is not just my expectation for him, which of the subjects in this world does not have great expectations, hoping to meet a holy master so that he can live a peaceful life?"

Fang Jifan said: "The emperor's grandson is smart, and my ministers are not polite, saying that my ministers have taught him according to his aptitude. He has already made some achievements in his studies. In the future, he will definitely be more powerful than any king. The saints of all dynasties Lord, not as good as him."

  Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help laughing: "You... This bragging problem will not be corrected."

  Fang Jifan said: "My son is actually modest. If you are boasting, you are not saying so."

  Emperor Hongzhi stared at Fang Jifan, and then he fell silent. According to his understanding of Fang Jifan, it seems... this sentence really belongs to the category of modesty.

  But at this time, a little **** hurried in: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...the emperor's grandson..."

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  (end of this chapter)