Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1242 Long Live

  Emperor Hongzhi was in a great mood.

  Although he made a fortune in silence, Emperor Hongzhi inevitably felt a little smug in such a good mood.

  The next day, Fang Jifan was summoned into the palace, along with the crown prince and the cabinet scholars.

Sitting behind the desk, Emperor Hongzhi looked at his son and son-in-law, as well as his minister of humerus, and he couldn't help expressing his emotion: "The country has been difficult these years, with internal and external troubles, and only now has it become a little bit better. A sign of Zhongxing." He looked at Liu Jian first: "Liu Qing's house, the Huaihe River flooded again?"

   "Yes, Your Majesty, the torrential rain on the Huai River has caused disasters. The water flooded the embankment and has submerged three counties."

  Emperor Hongzhi said with emotion: "Let's provide emergency relief. There must be no omissions. Thousands of people are still in dire straits. How can I and the court ignore them?"

"What your Majesty said is very true." Liu Jian nodded and nodded: "I have sent a note to the household department to send a batch of money and food urgently to relieve the disaster. After that, I will dispatch large-scale money and food so that the victims can Have a good year."

  Emperor Hongzhi smiled: "Let's take out another one hundred thousand taels of silver from the internal funds, and give out relief together. This is an extraordinary period. If there are fewer casualties, there will be fewer."

  Liu Jian felt relieved after hearing this.

The national treasury is indeed very tight, there are too many things to be resolved, and now His Majesty has taken the initiative to withdraw one hundred thousand taels from the internal funds. Come.

Emperor Hongzhi then looked at Fang Jifan: "Jifan, Zhengqing, he will be ten years old soon, and he will grow up in a few days. This child, my maternal father, is also very distressed. From now on, stop beating and scolding him frequently."

  Fang Jifan looked at Emperor Hongzhi, and then at Zhu Houzhao.

   Zhu Houzhao blushed a little.

  Emperor Hongzhi glared at Fang Jifan: "What are you looking at, what is the intention of this."

   "No." Fang Jifan shook his head and denied, "I never think too much about it."

Emperor Hongzhi coughed, and said: "In the future, this child will grow up, marry a wife, and have children. I see, in the future, he will have his own family. I will give him a mansion next to the East Palace of Xincheng." Well, no matter what the area is, it will take twenty or thirty mu, and in the future, when he grows up, it will be more convenient for him to enter and leave the palace."

   "Ah." Fang Jifan looked at Emperor Hongzhi in surprise.

Emperor Hongzhi smiled: "Don't refuse, this is a little affection for my grandson. After the mansion is built, he should be able to pay for it. At that time, I will have my own appointment. Don't be stingy with children. .”

  Fang Jifan said in his heart, don’t refuse, I won’t refuse.

   said in his mouth: "Your Majesty's great kindness, my son will remember it in his heart. If Zhengqing knows about His Majesty's good intentions for Zhengqing, he will be so happy."

  Emperor Hongzhi smiled: "I treat my descendants equally, Zhengqing is also my flesh and blood."

   His Majesty is so generous, which surprised Fang Jifan.

  My hard work in the past ten years, the possible "gold" given to me is not enough for a few acres of land. Good guy, today is a miracle, and I will directly grant 20 to 30 acres, which is still near the New East Palace.

Emperor Hongzhi sat down and said with emotion: "Money, after all, is something outside of the body, but... the silver from the internal money must be used in the right place after all. If it is used correctly, it will benefit the country and the people, and it will benefit the descendants. It's very inappropriate. I know you always think that I am frugal, but I am the Son of Heaven, how can I not be frugal? The Son of Heaven should be an example for the world. Prince, tell me, is what I said right?"

  Zhu Houzhao said: "Father is too right."

  Although he said so, he looked sickly and unable to cheer up.

   You didn’t reward me with any money, why did you tell me to brag about it?

  Emperor Hongzhi said: "But the money that should be spent must be spent. As long as it can be implemented, I will spare no money."

Fang Jifan immediately said: "What your majesty said is extremely true. Your majesty's frugality is only for yourself, but it has always been generous to those around you. This is the great virtue said by the sage. It is incomparable with ordinary people. From now on, I must pay homage to your majesty." Learn, and in the future, I will also be a person who can benefit the common people, but is frugal and self-conscious about himself.”

  Liu Jian and others looked at each other, and His Majesty was willing to pay the money, of course he was right in everything he said.

  Everyone cheered and said: "Your Majesty is so wise, it has never been seen before."

  Emperor Hongzhi's face was flushed with excitement, and the feeling of spending money was actually quite good, but he looked down on people like Wang Bushi's way of spending money...too vulgar.

  ...

  The Royal Palace of Madrid.

  Wang Xizuo was sent to this huge Wang Family Manor in a carriage.

  The attendants with swords surrounded him and entered a waiting room behind the side entrance of the palace.

   And in the bedroom of the king's palace.

At this time, King Ferdinand II of Spain was being gently opened by a barber. The barber skillfully cut a small hole in Ferdinand II's wrist with a razor, and then opened it with ease. He took out the toolbox he carried with him, took out a small Mitsubishi drill, stuck it into the wound, and enlarged the wound.

   Bobo's blood flowed from the body of His Royal Highness.

  The priests and royal servants on the side all showed expressions of relief.

  Ferdinand II was in good health, but bloodletting is very fashionable in this era. Ferdinand II is currently in the palace, holding a salon party.

  In this salon, high-ranking officials and celebrities gather here, as well as teachers and royal followers.

  After Ferdinand II released a hundred milliliters of blood, he seemed a little tired, but... in this trance, it seemed that he heard a hymn in his ears.

   This feeling is really great.

  His Royal Highness smiled.

   As a result, other high-ranking officials and celebrities rushed forward one after another. The royal barbers shuttled among the dignitaries and took out their tools.

  Everyone talked to each other while bleeding.

   In the air, there is a smell of blood.

   Fortunately, these excellent barbers can always fulfill their duties and control the amount of bloodletting to a very precise level.

  Bloodletting makes people healthy.

   "Your Highness..." A subordinate pushed open the door and took off his triangular felt hat: "That person has already arrived."

   At this moment, His Royal Highness the King seemed very excited: "Quickly, call him in."

   Immediately afterwards, Wang Xizuo entered, and he sat down.

  His Royal Highness the King said happily: "For this gentleman, also get rid of the devil in his body. He came from the far east, where there are many heretics, and he must have been contaminated with a lot of bad things."

  The royal barber listened and got up.

  Everyone looked at Wang Xizuo enviously. This penniless boy had now received the honor of letting His Royal Highness's personal barber personally bleed his blood.

  Wang Xizuo: ""

  Wang Xizuo was held down and sat down.

  The royal private barber lifted his arm. He was familiar with the way, and he aimed at Wang Xizuo's vein, and stabbed it down.

  Wang Xizuo: "..."

   hurts.

  Then, the barber took out his Mitsubishi bayonet and drilled into his wound. Then, the small bayonet began to rotate continuously, enlarging the wound.

  Wang Xizuo: "..."

  Wang Xizuo's face was pale, biting his lip, like a girl about to lose her virginity.

  It hurts badly.

  The king looked at Wang Xizuo: "Look, his blood is darker than ours, which means that there are more diseases hidden in his body."

  Everyone came over, and the ladies present covered their mouths with fans, and made exaggerated screams on purpose.

  The priest bowed, saluted His Royal Highness, and smiled: "Your Highness's knowledge is really profound."

   His Highness smiled.

  He is one of the most powerful men in all of Europe.

  Of course, he is not famous for his power and wealth. What is even more amazing about him is his profound knowledge, he understands everything.

   "Okay, sir, now, tell us about Daming's recent situation. I have received a report about you, but I always think that it will be more convincing if you come here in person and tell us yourself."

Wang Xizuo felt a little dizzy, his pupils constricted, and he couldn't lift his energy. He said sickly: "Your Highness, I lived in the capital of Daming for several years. What I saw there was a Fallen empires, their ships..."

  Wang Xizuo began to continue what he had said to countless people along the way.

   People listened and exclaimed.

  His Royal Highness, the king, stood upright. His tight pants set off his slender figure, and his curvy red beard was even more eye-catching. His eyes were slightly closed, as if listening, and sometimes he showed a knowing smile.

  Wang Xizuo's spirit became more and more depressed, and he began to cough.

   What he said also began to be vague.

His Royal Highness got information about Daming, he looked at Wang Xizuo, and said, "Look, as I said, there is too much filth in his blood from the East, he is sick, Mr. Barber, please Immediately continue to treat him in depth."

  The royal private barber nodded after listening. This time, what he took out from the toolbox was a chisel!

  Wang Xizuo looked at the chisel, suddenly felt his eyes go dark, his mind was buzzing, subconsciously, he wanted to cover the veins on his arm.

  He watched all this in horror, like a frightened deer.

  The royal private barber drew the cross on his chest and said kindly: "Sir, please roll up your sleeves again."

  ...

"Gentlemen!" His Royal Highness was no longer in the mood to pay attention to this visitor from the east. He was blushing and excited. He put his hand on the hilt of the gorgeous rapier and made a heroic gesture: "The mission God gave us , is to conquer this decadent and backward Eastern Empire, destroy everything they have in the world, and drive them back to hell!"

  People cheered excitedly: "Long live!"

  Under this warm atmosphere, Wang Xizuo, who had fainted, was quietly carried out.

  He put half a basin of blood.

  …

  The first chapter is delivered.

  (end of this chapter)