Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1578 To Beijing

  Li Juren felt his brain was going to explode.

  His home is very close to the port.

   So, run all the way.

  When you get to the port, you don't need to distinguish, you can see a sea of ​​people at a pier ahead.

  At this moment... He suddenly burst into tears.

   Along the way, he actually saw a lot of scholars.

  These scholars used to be his old classmates, or they had met a few times.

   But at this time, Li Juren didn't have time to say hello.

  He was panting all the way, but he still had a look of disbelief in his heart.

  When he was out of breath and finally reached the crowd, he pushed desperately up.

  There were merchants coming nearby, some local civil and military officials who had heard the news, and some officers and soldiers, and there was a lot of noise.

  Someone yelled: "All give way, all let go, beware of thugs, someone wanted to murder Qi Guogong before, who knows if there will be assassins mixed in here."

   As a result, those people squeezed in even more.

   Scared, really scared.

  If there is another assassination attempt, it will really be over.

   Duke Qi is really here...

  Li Juren was outside the human wall, and was even more anxious. He tried his best to drill in, and finally got in. Sure enough... he saw a young man, surrounded by guards and civil and military officials.

  The young man only had his hands behind his back, looking like a general returning in triumph, and said politely: "I miss you all."

  Listen to this... isn't this man sick?

  But...that's right.

  Isn’t Qi Guogong the brain disease of his NIANG?

  It’s really Qi Guogong...

It's him!

At this moment, Li Juren was very excited. Hot tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes. Crispy.

  His body was mixed in the crowd, like a boat involuntarily in the waves.

  The next moment, a flame in the depths of his heart burst forth suddenly.

   Afterwards, Li Juren frantically moved towards Fang Jifan and pushed aside the crowd.

   Taking advantage of the gap between the guards, he rushed forward.

  Fang Jifan was a little dazed...

Again?

   But soon, Fang Jifan calmed down, he knew in his heart that at this moment of lightning, there was Wang Shouren guarding him behind him.

  The scholar in front of him obviously didn't take out any murder weapon, he just rushed in front of Fang Jifan, just when Wang Shouren was about to pinch his neck like an electric shock...

  Raging tears flowed from Li Juren's eyes. He hugged Fang Jifan and cried loudly: "Duke Qi...Duke Qi, you are still alive, God, it has eyes..."

  Wang Shouren's hand froze in the air for a moment, and then retracted it, but he was still extremely vigilant.

Li Juren still wept bitterly: "Student... students are always looking forward to your resurrection from the dead... I... I... student... Qi Guogong, you don't know something. Since this bad news came, the student's life can't be lived. , the family went to buy rice, but they refused to sell it, and the guards suddenly came to the door, all of them were vicious. The student had a son and a daughter, and the daughter's marriage was also withdrawn. The son was outside and was beaten...was beaten beyond recognition Wow. If Qi Guogong does not come back, the students will not be able to live. The whole family is better off dead. It is said that scholars like students are not good for Qi Guogong. What is the relationship and involvement of such a dutiful scholar...Qi Guogong, Qi Guogong, if you come back now, students will have a way to survive, you..."

  He was really moved, crying to death, hugging Fang Jifan, refusing to let go.

  The rest of the people fell silent when they heard this.

  These parents and officials of Tianjin Wei are mostly Tang Yin's protégés and ex-officials. Once Qi Guogong died, their future became uncertain. Which one of them is not anxious?

  As for the merchants who came here, everything is falling now, and many people go bankrupt directly.

   Ordinary people, how could they not be affected!

  So...someone took the lead, and everyone burst into tears. The scholars, farmers, businessmen, and businessmen were all here, and everyone was sobbing.

   Actually... came back.

   Everyone is saved.

The people standing here, no matter what kind of status they are, are all flesh and blood after all, ordinary people, no matter how noble they say on weekdays, after all, they can't get rid of food, clothing, housing, transportation, parents, wives and children. These days, Which one didn't spend it in panic, and even how many people were killed because of it.

   It is human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Now... Fang Jifan came back, but everyone felt like he was alive after a catastrophe.

   It wasn't Fang Jifan who came back from the dead, but the big guy survived the catastrophe.

  Fang Jifan broke Li Juren's hand, took a step back, and shouted with disgust: "Your snot is sticking to my face, get out of here, you bitch!"

  Fang Jifan has always been so jealous and upright.

  After hearing this, Li Juren was not only not angry, but with a look of shame on his face, he fell down in tears and said: "Students will die."

  Everyone rejoiced when they heard the word get out.

It has long been rumored that Qi Guogong is upright and will not hide it. Such a true temperament has been rare in the world since ancient times. In fact, many people have never seen Fang Jifan. It is only after hearing that he is and seeing civil and military officials accompanying him that they are skeptical. .

  But now... with the word "get away", it was like a boulder fell from the heart, and the joy and relief that gushed out from the depths of their hearts immediately made every cell of their bodies rejoice, just like the New Year.

Fang Jifan was not in a good mood, he quickly took the handkerchief, wiped the clumsy things on his body, and scolded angrily: "Blind dog, my clothes are very expensive, can you afford it? Isn't it? It’s better to force me to be angry, my temper is already much better..."

  Behind him, Wang Shouren glanced around and said worriedly: "Men, there are more and more people gathering here. Mister... we'd better go back to Beijing immediately."

Fang Jifan nodded, but after thinking about it, seeing that many people were still moved, he immediately said softly: "Bo'an, there is a huge matter, which involves the well-being of all people, and is related to the way out of countless poor people. Just do it."

  Wang Shouren was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Fang Jifan in confusion.

  The mentor is a big writer, casually speaking, he is the common people.

   "Please teach me, teacher."

Fang Jifan said solemnly: "Hurry up, ride a fast horse first, and rush to the capital quickly. Of course, don't let anyone know, especially the court. When you arrive in the capital, first look for Wang Jinyuan, and only tell him one thing. The teacher will come back soon, and he will know how to do it."

  Wang Shouren was taken aback again: "Men, this..."

Fang Jifan sighed, and said quietly: "In this world, there are so many rich and unkind thieves. They occupy the wealth and are greedy. If they have one, they only think about two. They want to look at Shu, but they don't know. Bone, this wealth is on these dogs, it’s a waste of money. Well, time is running out, you hurry up, the teacher will be there soon. We all hurry up, but...you have to be faster than the teacher, There is no rest along the way, no dismounting from the horse, you are the best in riding skills, and you are the most important teacher, so such a heavy responsibility is entrusted to you, okay, don't talk anymore, go quickly, when the time comes, you will understand For the teacher's kindness and hard work."

  Wang Shouren is not stupid when he thinks every day. He vaguely guessed that something happened.

  Thus, seeing his teacher's anxious look, he was speechless.

   But the teacher's life is like a mountain, Wang Shouren no longer hesitated, bowed to Fang Jifan and said: "Teacher, take care."

  Fang Jifan said boldly: "Don't worry, there are seven or eight hundred sailors protecting the division."

  So Wang Shouren turned around resolutely, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

  At this moment... the vast majority of people only heard the news faintly.

   But in fact, not many people saw Fang Jifan alive and kicking with their own eyes. Even if they saw it, they would still be filled with thousands of emotions.

  As for those who have not seen it personally, in fact... not many people are willing to believe that Fang Jifan came back from the dead.

   After all, gossip has been flying around for so many days. All kinds of things are the resurrection of Qi Guogong, or Qi Guogong is not dead, or someone saw Qi Guogong entered the fairy temple and became a fairy.

  There are all kinds of rumors and gossips in this market.

  Thus... Although Tianjin Weili is spreading the story of resurrection from the dead, in fact, not many people believe it.

  Fang Jifan didn't want to stay here either, so he got into the carriage soon and ordered his people to hurry up and drive to the capital.

  …

  In Beijing, I saw Siqi who was about to arrive at Fang Jifan.

  The so-called four sevens are seven days as a unit, including the first seven, two sevens, three sevens, four sevens, five sevens, and seven sevens and forty-nine days.

At the first seven o'clock, Emperor Hongzhi went to pay homage in person and ordered people to recite the sacrificial rites, so sad that Emperor Hongzhi couldn't cry at that time, especially when he thought of Fang Jifan's body and his usual smile, and felt ashamed of his daughter. It actually gave birth to a heart of self-blame.

  Yes, if I hadn’t adopted Fang Jifan’s abolition of stereotyped writing, how could this disaster have happened.

  Fang Jifan did this entirely for the sake of the country and society of the Ming Dynasty.

  Such a loyal minister died tragically at the hands of thieves. Is there anything more regrettable and sad than this in the world?

  Thus, after the first seven days, Emperor Hongzhi fell seriously ill again. On April 7th, he recovered a little, and made another decree to go to pay homage.

  Xiao Jing was very surprised by this, and hurriedly persuaded him: "Your Majesty has already been there, why go again? Your Majesty's dragon body is important..."

Emperor Hongzhi seemed listless. He had retired for many days, and he said calmly: "My most regrettable thing is that there is no body left in the Jifan. His body is hair and skin, and he was passed down by his parents for several generations. Here, the branches and leaves are barely blooming, who knows...it's because of a young age, the heavens are so unkind, every time I think of this, I feel overwhelmed with grief, I don't know, if Fang Jifan has a soul in this dark , Is it in the mourning hall? After all, I still want to take advantage of these days to go and see more. If he is here, he can look at me. What do I have to work hard for? "

  (end of this chapter)