Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 210 Killer is born

  Fang...following...Fan...

   These three words seem to have magical powers.

  Yuyi Huang's eyes were filled with shock, and then...it got complicated.

  He didn't even make a sound.

   After all, imperial doctors are not eunuchs in the palace. Eunuchs have no relatives or friends, and have little contact with those outside the palace.

  Although imperial physicians are used in the palace, they have social connections.

so…

  He will be more worried about being beaten with a sap while walking on the street.

   Or a fire broke out in your own home.

  Or, someone smeared manure in front of the door.

  Of course, as a doctor who can help the world, he would not give up because of these trivial matters, which is not in line with the benevolence of doctors.

   What Huang Yushi was more worried about was that his family would eventually be kidnapped to a dilapidated Town God’s Temple outside the city.

   Well, Doctor Huang is still intimidated.

  He carried the medicine box on his back without hesitation, and hastily cupped his hands with Fang Jifan: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

  The other imperial physicians, who were quite knowledgeable, also resigned silently.

  Invincible... how lonely.

  Fang Jifan felt emotional.

  That scumbag and prodigal son unexpectedly left him a precious wealth in life, which I'm afraid even I couldn't think of.

  Well, now cheer up and start healing.

  So Fang Jifan came to the bed slowly.

  He lowered his head and looked steadily. Emperor Hongzhi looked a little weak, his spirit was very poor, and his face was pale.

  Fang Jifan saluted: "Your Majesty, how are you?"

   "..."

  Fang Jifan continued: "The minister has brought a gift to His Majesty."

  Emperor Hongzhi finally let out a weak voice: "You step back."

  The voice was cold and impersonal.

   This time, he was indeed hit too hard.

  It seems that there is no hope in life.

   But Fang Jifan did not retreat.

  We did not comply with the order of the Jifan resistance. Hmph, what can you do to me.

  Of course, Fang Jifan didn't have any embarrassing look on his face.

  Fang Jifan smiled and said: "I will leave naturally after delivering the gifts."

  He didn't wait for Emperor Hongzhi's next sentence, and directly pulled out a stack of... letters from his sleeve.

  Letter?

  It's just... Emperor Hongzhi's eyes are still blank, obviously he has no interest in anything of the other party's successor.

   But Fang Jifan just smiled, took out one of the letters, and raised his voice: "Do you want to read it, Your Majesty?"

   "Back off!"

   This time, the voice was a little harsher.

  Fang Jifan's next move was to open the letter paper resentfully, and said: "Your Majesty doesn't want to read it, so I will read it."

   "..." Emperor Hongzhi still had a kind heart after all, at least Fang Jifan was not in danger of being cut off.

  Fang Jifan looked presumptuous, opened the letter, and then said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty: Circle Chacha..."

   "..." Emperor Hongzhi felt that he was going crazy.

   Circle circle fork?

What does it mean?

  Fang Jifan was ashamed: "That's how it was written in the letter... I think, the circles are crossed, it is expected that the person who wrote the letter can't write it. If you think about it, this is the meaning of your majesty's blessing, or my emperor's long live."

  Fang Jifan's face was a little hot red, he hesitated to explain.

  Emperor Hongzhi responded with a sneer.

  Fang Jifan continued: "How are you?"

   "..." Emperor Hongzhi continued to remain silent!

   "If the emperor is sick, he must pay more attention to XXOO... Uh... Your Majesty, I think this XXOO must mean paying more attention to the dragon body..."

   "I, Zhang Xiaohu, sometimes get sick, but when I'm sick, I want to eat steamed buns. The steamed buns are very fragrant and very XXX...Your Majesty, you should also eat more steamed buns, and the disease will be cured."

  Emperor Hongzhi's face became extremely weird.

   It feels a bit ghostly.

  A letter...read it!

Fang Jifan accepted the letter and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, these letters are written by the schoolchildren in Xishan who heard that His Majesty's dragon body is not in good health. They are children just like the ministers, so there are inevitably some nonsense in the letters. Your Majesty... do you want to continue listening?"

  Emperor Hongzhi narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Jifan with some confusion.

  Schoolchildren…

  A schoolboy from Xishan?

   A bunch of kids…

   This time, he did not let Fang Jifan back down.

In this silence, Fang Jifan had already taken out the second letter, and began to read again: "Your majesty, I know you are sick, and you need to take medicine when you are sick... I am afraid of taking medicine, but if your majesty recovers, please make the decision for me." , Xu Jie bullies me every day, calls me ugly, so what if I'm ugly, don't bully young people ugly, the emperor must punish such wicked people and make decisions for me..."

   "..." Uh, Emperor Hongzhi wanted to die a little bit.

  What is this and what...

But…

   At least, Emperor Hongzhi began to listen carefully.

  He is a person who has never known what fun is all his life, but these children... somehow make him feel very interesting.

   Of course...it's not just innocence that counts.

  It's... Tongyan Wuji, so frank words, it must come from the mouths of these schoolchildren.

In fact, when Zhu Houzhao was young, he had many interesting things, but in the eyes of Emperor Hongzhi, Zhu Houzhao was a prince and heir from birth, so Emperor Hongzhi placed too many expectations on him, and gradually , the look at Zhu Houzhao is naturally mostly severe.

   And these children's words are children's words.

  He asked himself that he had been the emperor for more than ten years, but he had never been truly evaluated by others.

  Emperor Hongzhi is such a smart person, how can he not know that the sycophants who surround him, like Fang Jifan, praise the saints are all words against their will? Although he had seen through the nature of these sycophants before, he was more or less confident.

  He thinks... he is so diligent, Haiyan Heqing has entered a prosperous age in this world, but it is not as exaggerated as Fang Jifan and other sycophants say.

   But it wasn't until he saw so many Wang Sans that they began to subvert what he knew before, that he was completely depressed.

   And now...

I saw Fang Jifan continued to read: "They all said that the emperor is a good emperor and cares about the sufferings of the people, so please get well soon. My father said that if the emperor is a saint, we will have rice every day... "

   "This person is good and has great potential." Fang Jifan finished reading and commented on this letter. The second letter had fewer circles and crosses, and his speech was very logical. It can be seen that he is a good boy who loves to read.

   "..."

  Emperor Hongzhi felt a slight touch in his heart, and he thought about that sentence for a long time in his mind, if the emperor is wise, we will have rice to eat every day...

   In the children's world, there is actually no difference with Wang San, except...they are more sincere and straightforward.

  The so-called praying for the sage to come to the world is not to hope for peace in the world, but to hope that when you get up the next day, you won’t be hungry.

  Emperor Hongzhi's eyes started to turn red again.

  Fang Jifan still looked at Emperor Hongzhi with a smile.

   In the eyes of Emperor Hongzhi, this expression was very despicable.

  Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty, do you still want to hear it?"

  Emperor Hongzhi was silent, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

  Fang Jifan shuddered, not daring to die anymore, and quickly took out the third letter.

  Fang Jifan stared straight at the third letter, paused for a moment, then suppressed his face and said: "Circle circle chacha chacha chacha chacha chacha..."

  “…”Which grandson wrote this?

  Fang Jifan was so angry that his teeth were itching, he quickly passed the countless circles of crosses, and looked directly at the signature on the back.

  Fang Jifan was shocked by the last signature, there are still three—circle and cross...

   "Hehe..." Fang Jifan laughed dryly, gnashing his teeth in his heart, such a scum, reading a ghost book, in the world before my uncle Fang, would be shocked by teacher Yang Xxin.

   Taking a deep breath, Fang Jifan took out the fourth letter. During this time, he secretly glanced at Emperor Hongzhi.

  Emperor Hongzhi was generous, but he definitely had a city mansion.

  Because of this, Fang Jifan did not cheat in any way, and did not select all the letters. Instead, he went directly to the school and told the students that if the emperor was sick, he asked you to write a letter.

   After finishing writing, he collected the volume directly, and Fang Jifan didn't bother to read it, because once he selected it, there would inevitably be traces.

   What he wants to show Emperor Hongzhi is the most authentic thing of schoolchildren.

  Because in this world, there is nothing more touching than truth.

  No matter how fancy the deceitful things are, they are ultimately lifeless.

  Just like Fang Jifan's noble personality like a green pine, the most real thing about him is truth.

  Emperor Hongzhi's gaze has changed from lax to gradually dignified. He remains motionless, as if he is listening intently.

  Fang Jifan's eyes also focused on the fourth letter. This letter has a bit of domineering atmosphere. Before Fang Jifan read it, Fang Jifan felt that the arrogance of domineering had come to his face.

Fang Jifan's body shook, and his voice raised unconsciously: "You are the emperor? My name is Xu Jie, XXOO... As the emperor, you must be very troubled by the border... Don't worry, if you make me a general, I will be three Within a few days, bring XXXX back to the court, my name is Xu Jie, Xu Jie’s Xu, Xu Jie’s Jie, you have to remember well, if you forget my name, you will be XO forever.”

  Fang Jifan blushed.

   Please, show some face, please?

   "Ahem..." Emperor Hongzhi coughed.

  Fang Jifan was startled, quickly dropped the letter, lifted Emperor Hongzhi from the bed, and patted him on the back gently.

   "Your Majesty... this, this Xu Jie has nothing to do with the minister, and the minister doesn't recognize him." Fang Jifan hurriedly said.

  Emperor Hongzhi closed his eyes, sat on the couch, leaning on the soft cushion, blushing, and finally said a weak word from between his teeth: "Read!"

   "Remember?" Fang Jifan began to feel guilty.

  He only thought about Tong Yan Wuji, thinking about impressing the emperor with the most sincere emotion in the world.

   But these schoolchildren, what are they doing.

  Taking a deep breath, Fang Jifan said unconfidently: "Your Majesty, I've read it, they have nothing to do with my minister..."

   "Read on..."

  Emperor Hongzhi emphasized his tone, although he seemed extremely tired.

But…

  He wanted to hear it.

  (end of this chapter)