Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1396 Your Majesty is blessed and blessed

  Fang Jifan thought he was afraid of death.

  In this world, the only reason for him to die is to die for the rise of China.

  But if the rise of China requires him to live well, then he doesn't mind just surviving.

   Can be in front of Emperor Hongzhi.

  The more Emperor Hongzhi told Fang Jifan not to approach, Fang Jifan insisted on approaching.

  We, Fang Jifan, are not intimidated.

  He looked at the **** trembling in the corner of the palace, full of fear.

  He could understand them.

  Being a **** is not easy. You need to endure pain that ordinary people can't bear, and you need to endure inner suffering. Shouldn't people be afraid?

  Fang Jifan came in front of Emperor Hongzhi presumptuously.

  He raised his head and saw Xiao Jing standing aside, his eyes were red.

  The emperor is Xiao Jing's sky.

  He is different from other eunuchs. When he entered the palace, he entered the inner study to study, and then he was sent to Emperor Hongzhi.

  At that time, he was still very young.

The ancestors in the palace pointed to the emperor who was the prince at that time and said to him: "From now on, you will serve His Royal Highness the prince. You will be with him day and night, and you will not leave an inch. If the prince is happy, you will be happy. If the prince is worried, you will be worried. The prince If you are happy, you will enjoy the blessings, but if the prince has any mistakes, you will die."

   Xiao Jing remembered this sentence.

   He cannot forget.

Even if he has gradually changed from a naive little **** to an old **** full of city mansions, he has begun to know how to plot, calculate, calculate gains and losses, understand how to smile without laughing, and understand this All the dirty things and dirty hearts in the world.

   But he still remembered this sentence.

  He is the shadow of the emperor.

  Fang Jifan glanced at him: "Go away, don't block the light."

  Xiao Jing raised his teary eyes.

  Looked at Fang Jifan resentfully.

   What he still can't understand is.

I was in the palace, soaked in **** for many years, from a blank sheet of paper, to a resourceful, well-versed old fox, but why... but this stupid son from the former Nanhebo Mansion, bluffing, arrogant and domineering all the time, Heartless, but I am not as good as him.

  He took two steps back obediently, and did not forget to say to Emperor Hongzhi: "Your Majesty, the tea is cold, take a few sips to moisten your lungs."

  Since it is tuberculosis, it is tuberculosis. Drinking more tea is always right to moisten the lungs. This is the only so-called 'medical theory' that Xiao Jing knows.

  Emperor Hongzhi didn't expect Fang Jifan to make such claims, so he sighed and blamed: "Jifan, you don't listen to my words more and more."

   "Your Majesty, come, stick out your tongue." Fang Jifan lowered his head, his face was almost in front of Emperor Hongzhi.

  Emperor Hongzhi said angrily: "Jifan, you are going to **** me off, do you really think that there is nothing I can do about you?"

  Fang Jifan said very seriously: "Open your mouth, open your mouth quickly, if you don't open your mouth... how can you see a doctor."

  Emperor Hongzhi looked at Fang Jifan with bulging eyes, but couldn't bear to punish him.

   After a moment of silence, Emperor Hongzhi opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.

  Fang Jifan said: "Ah..."

  Emperor Hongzhi kept sticking out his tongue: "Ah..."

  Fang Jifan let out a breath.

  Emperor Hongzhi smiled wryly: "Why, can you confirm the diagnosis? Do you want to take the pulse? I think it's better for you to go to your Jingfu."

  Fang Jifan said: "I haven't confirmed it yet, just to see if there are other problems. If you stick out your tongue and make a sound, you can see the tuberculosis. My son is not a fairy."

  Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

  Fang Jifan breathed out: "Your Majesty take good care of it, this disease... is very difficult to cure."

"This is a terminal illness!" Emperor Hongzhi smiled wryly: "I know, do you really think that I don't know anything about medicine? I will naturally take good care of it, but... I also know that destiny is hard to break. Haha, thanks to me all these years I have not wasted my time, and I am worthy of the ancestors and the subjects of the world, Jifan, stay away from me, don't come close."

   "Oh." Fang Jifan stepped back a centimeter in small steps.

   "Farther."

  Fang Jifan sniffled: "Above this golden throne, my son dared to go up to the hall. I can't use it here. If I step back, I will fall."

  Emperor Hongzhi turned his head to one side, and squinted at Fang Jifan: "Jifan, your eyes are red."

  Fang Jifan shook his head: "There is a disease called pink eye disease. After you get it, you won't see others richer than you. Your majesty is rich all over the world. When I see your majesty, I will inevitably feel jealous."

   "You still want to do the opposite."

Fang Jifan was ashamed, and the corners of his eyes suddenly felt a little wet. Emperor Hongzhi looked weak, although he was trying to force his spirits. In the past, he was wrapped in the Tongtian Crown and Mianfu. People looked at him from a distance and were shocked by the majesty of the emperor. Now, when I got closer, what I saw was a sickly old man with blue lips and pale complexion.

  Fang Jifan took a deep breath: "Your Majesty knows my son, and my son is afraid of death and dare not rebel."

  He paused for a moment: "My son said that pink eye disease is just an analogy, it's just a joke, doesn't your majesty think it's ridiculous? Haha...haha..."

  He laughed a few times.

  Emperor Hongzhi kept his mouth tightly shut and did not laugh.

He sighed; "All these years, I have always felt that the time is not waiting for me, because I know that sooner or later, there will be such a day, and I just think that in my lifetime, I can do more for this country, this community, and live up to it." Ancestors, next...you can give your descendants a few more protections. But ah...what should come still comes..."

   "Your Majesty... it can definitely be cured. Please rest assured, Your Majesty, take good care of the dragon body."

  Emperor Hongzhi smiled bitterly: "Don't comfort me, I am not a three-year-old child."

  When Emperor Hongzhi said this, he suddenly waved his hand: "Go, stay away from me, and do your own thing... I...cough cough..."

  He coughed.

  Xiao Jing was so frightened that he hurriedly bowed to go forward.

  Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand and told him to back down.

  Fang Jifan refused to leave: "Your Majesty, at this time, you should find someone to talk to and relieve your boredom, so that you can be in a cheerful mood. This is good for your illness. My son... stay with Your Majesty and say something."

"I don't need it." Emperor Hongzhi said: "What I want...is you to be by the prince's side. After all, he... is too impulsive and irritated. If he is misled by others, he will suffer a lot. I only have such a son, and only you as my son-in-law, I hope you are well, and I look down on matters of life and death...cough cough..."

  Fang Jifan left the palace in dismay, and when he walked out of the Meridian Gate, tears finally fell down.

He is not a person with rich feelings. To a certain extent, he is used to doing this evil thing. People around him are used to him, and they are cautious and caring for him, or they are afraid, so that his heart often , just like a block of iron, without temperature, without sorrow, without worry.

   Taking a deep breath, Fang Jifan cheered up and said in his heart, no matter what, I will heal him.

   Hastily rushed to the research institute, Zhu Houzhao heard that Fang Jifan was coming, and ran out excitedly: "Old Fang, Lao Fang, good news, good news, come quickly, haha...Look, come and see."

  Dragging Fang Jifan to the silkworm room, Wang Yong was still lying in the silkworm room, dozens of people were still watching him, and the doctors were very excited.

  Wang Yong was used to the attention of all the people. He lay there like a dead fish, with an expression of indifference.

  Zhu Houzhao roared, and the surrounding doctors reluctantly backed away.

  Zhu Houzhao pointed to Wang Yong's wound: "Old Fang, look, this is the curative effect."

  …

  System upgrade, I can’t read this chapter, I’m getting used to it, what should I do if I can’t see everyone’s messages, everyone give a monthly ticket, so that the tiger can see everyone.

  (end of this chapter)