Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 409 Today, you are in trouble

Zhu Hou took care of Fang Jifan, and felt that Fang Jifan wanted to use himself as a pistol again. His boss said unwillingly: "Brothers love each other deeply. If you don't tell me, I know what to do, but if you say this, I will feel guilty in my heart." It's hard."

"It's not uncomfortable, it's not uncomfortable." Fang Jifan said in a gentle tone: "Don't say it, I feel uncomfortable in my heart. It's good to live, but I still want to continue to live on. If there is no minister, Your Highness will be lonely, won't he? "

  The capital is already in sight, and as soon as the prince's car appeared, someone flew to report to the palace.

   Immediately afterwards, a group of imperial guards from the palace arrived on flying horses to welcome the prince.

  Fang Jifan wanted to slip back home silently, so he said to the **** who came from the imperial guards: "Uncle Xinjian, wait a moment. Your Majesty has an explanation. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Uncle Xinjian will enter the palace together for an audience."

  Xie Qian and others were expressionless, and parted ways with Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan!

   To a certain extent, seeing Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan's mournful faces, Xie Qian was very happy, and deep down in his heart, there was an inexplicable sense of refreshment.

  He bowed respectfully to Zhu Houzhao: "Your Highness, the old minister will leave."

   This time I went out, all I did was hard work. Besides, I was really tired from the long journey. Xie Qian needed to take a rest.

  Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan obediently went to the Forbidden City, entered through the Meridian Gate, and stayed in the Nuan Pavilion.

  In this warm pavilion, Emperor Hongzhi sat alone behind the imperial case, looking down at the memorial on the case without saying a word.

  Zhu Houzhao slapped, then knelt down, and said: "My son is a crime of ten thousand deaths."

This time it was very straightforward, without any sloppiness. Zhu Houzhao kowtowed and said, "I really shouldn't run around and worry my father and queen mother. I will never dare again. Father, these days, you have been shocked a lot." , My son will never be forgiven, I implore my father to punish my son, I am willing to accept it."

   "..." Emperor Hongzhi raised his head and looked at Zhu Houzhao fixedly.

  Fang Jifan on the side also hurriedly said: "I will die, I should definitely not..."

  Emperor Hongzhi originally had the mentality of cleaning up severely, but Zhu Houzhao's sudden appearance made him a little surprised. He stared at Zhu Houzhao for a long time, and the anger accumulated before that time was slowly dissipating!

  Finally, he waved his hand and sighed.

  This son, who has worried him for many days, is dark and thin.

  With this in front of him, how could he be so cruel?

  So he said lightly: "If you want to be punished, let's wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow will be held in court. Then someone will impeach you and enumerate your crimes. It will be hard for you to come back. Let's go rest today."

  First he called people in, but in the blink of an eye, he drove them away.

   It can be seen that during this process, Emperor Hongzhi's thoughts repeated many times.

  Zhu Houzhao hurriedly kowtowed as if he had received an amnesty: "Thank you, Father."

  If you don’t leave now, when will you wait? Fang Jifan also hurriedly said: "I will leave."

   Hurriedly out of the warm pavilion, both of them let out a sigh of relief, feeling like they were surviving after a catastrophe.

  When the two arrived at the Meridian Gate, Zhu Houzhao said, "Then Zhu Xiaorong, it's really inconvenient to live in the East Palace. Lao Fang, let her stay with you first, and treat her well."

  Fang Jifan's face suddenly became ugly, he was not happy, this is a soy sauce bottle.

  Zhu Houzhao glared at Fang Jifan, and then said: "If you don't want to, I will go and talk to my father..."

  Fang Jifan said without any hesitation: "Yes, why not, my brother, let alone an extra pair of chopsticks at home, it means that the teaching minister will take out his heart. If the minister frowns, it is nothing."

  Zhu Houzhao became happy.

  The two parted ways at Meridian Gate, Liu Jin followed Zhu Houzhao, while Hu Kaishan followed Fang Jifan.

  Fang Jifan sighed for a while, and finally returned to Fang's house.

   "I'm back, I'm back, the young master is back..."

  Deng Jian has been leaning on the door and looking forward to it. A few days ago, he learned that the emperor ordered the young master to come back. After counting, the approximate time is within these two days, so he waits in front of the door every day!

  At this time, when he saw the young master returning on horseback, he danced happily: "Master... you are back."

"Ah... yes..." Fang Jifan fell off the horse and said wearily: "Prepare the food and drink, I'm hungry, oh, give it to the...that..." Fang Jifan thought for a while and said: "Prepare him a pot of rice, add more meat and wine Just don't let him drink, drinking is messy."

  Deng Jian's face was full of joy, but when his eyes fell on Hu Kaishan behind him, his smile gradually disappeared, and he said wonderingly: "Master... who is he?"

"Follower." Fang Jifan turned his head and glanced at Hu Kaishan. Hu Kaishan had been following Fang Jifan on foot all this time, and he walked vigorously. Because he entered Beijing, his stone ax weighing tens of kilograms would no longer be used. It was too ostentatious and conspicuous. , will frighten the children, so empty-handed.

  Fang Jifan planned to make an iron rod for him, um... the kind that weighs tens of kilograms, taller than his person, solid, almost in the shape of a golden cudgel except that it will not stretch.

  Go out with a stick, keep a low profile, and hide your achievements and fame.

  As soon as Deng Jian heard the word follower, a trace of resentment flashed across his face, and his small eyes instantly became a little more watery.

  But Fang Jifan didn't take his emotions too seriously, he casually turned around and waved his hand: "Little Hu."

   "Yes, benefactor."

  Fang Jifan looked at this simple and honest face, and suddenly remembered what Zhu Houzhao often muttered behind his back, such a tall person, what the hell...

  Take a deep breath, get rid of distracting thoughts, and said: "Go to eat, don't call me benefactor from now on, call me young master, from now on, I will support you!"

  Uh, I originally thought that this sentence should be said to a girl, but who would have thought that the first time I spoke it was to a bear.

  Hu Kaishan said persistently and awe-inspiringly: "Grandfather..."

  He was grateful to Fang Jifan for trying his best to pardon him. Although he was skeptical about this pardon at first, he was grateful when he found that he had really recovered his innocence.

  Engong is a man of love and righteousness. It is a great honor to be able to serve him.

  Back at home, he rested comfortably for the night. In the early morning of the next day, Fang Jifan put on his court clothes and obediently arrived at the Meridian Gate.

  Today is the ten-day court meeting. There are many people. All the officials above the fifth rank have come. In addition, there are Hanlin, Yushiren and so on.

  The vibe...is not quite right.

   And this atmosphere is obviously not aimed at Fang Jifan.

  Everyone completely ignored this Uncle Xinjian.

  Fang Jifan obviously saw many ministers looking at Xie Qian at the Meridian Gate with strange eyes.

  Fang Jifan probably understood in his heart.

  Since such a serious incident happened, Yushi and Hanlin Qingliu must be dissatisfied.

  How could the prince do such a thing?

  If an accident happens, who can take the responsibility?

  So, the prince is a jerk.

  As for Fang Jifan...he is already a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, and they have completely given up on treatment.

  Thus, although Fang Jifan is also a bastard, they already don't have too much expectation of Fang Jifan, so there is no so-called disappointment.

   But Mr. Xie is different.

  Xie Qian is a cabinet scholar and a famous minister of the time, but Mr. Xie, you actually wrote a letter praising the prince and Xinjian Bo. What does this mean?

  Who is the most hateful person?

   Traitor!

  Prince Prince and Uncle Xinjian are messing around, and you, Xie Qian, praise it? Even if the crown prince and Uncle Xinjian saved the disaster, so what?

  Last night, many young officials were hiding in their rooms and conspiring.

  Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, and each of them scolded Xie Qian furiously all night.

  Xie Qian didn't change his face, the old **** was there, he was all right, he was talking and laughing with Liu Jian and Li Dongyang, and he didn't seem to be in a bad mood because of the atmosphere.

   Fang Jifan thought for a while, then stood in the corner!

   I have to say, Mr. Xie is amazing. He told the truth, he is a man who exonerated himself and the crown prince, but... a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall, it is better to stay away from it.

  Who knew, in this corner, there were two people who were usually dismissed by the ministers, and they happened to be standing here.

   "Nephew, hello."

   It was still the familiar voice.

  Fang Jifan looked back and saw Zhang Heling's smiling face.

   "Meet two uncles."

   "You're welcome." Zhang Heling said with a smile: "Nephew, do you know that our two brothers have broken the record of digging sweet potatoes in the farmhouse for the ninth time."

   "..."

  Retarded! Fang Jifan said silently in his heart!

   But looking at these two, they are indeed dark and thin. In order to harvest sweet potatoes, they have sweated profusely in the farmhouse. This is a senior player.

  Fang Jifan smiled and said: "The two uncles are really amazing."

  Beside Zhang Yanling beamed and said, "Does my nephew know how to plan this sweet potato?"

   "..."

The two brothers looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. They were extremely proud. This was a kind of spiritual satisfaction. In this life, the two brothers had never accomplished anything, and they were finally proud. They dug sweet potatoes through the farmhouse, and a ride Juechen, constantly setting new records, is really beautiful.

   "Do you know how to dig sweet potatoes quickly?" Zhang Heling stroked his beard with a smile.

  Fang Jifan still shook his head.

  Zhang Heling put his hand on Fang Jifan's shoulder: "Nephew, next time we will teach you, don't be too polite, we are all from our own family, come home to have a bowl of sweet potato porridge when you have time."

"Oh."

Zhang Yanling narrowed his eyes, looked left and right, and said in a low voice, "Nephew Fang Xian, our brothers have always been reasonable, and you also know that you took our West Mountain, and in the end, we decided to forgive you? But today...don't It's strange that Uncle Shi didn't remind you, look at the person on your left, do you know who that person is? Let me tell you, you are in trouble today, they have already prepared a memorial to impeach you, and you went to Lingqiu. It was too much trouble, and there was an uproar all over the court, and everyone was ready to give you some color."

   "Oh." Fang Jifan said honestly, "Don't worry about my nephew, I'll just wait for someone to impeach me."

   As he spoke, Fang Jifan showed his signature smile.

  Afraid of impeachment, is it still called Fang Jifan? It's better to call it Peppa Pig.

  Looking at Fang Jifan's smile, Zhang Heling and Zhang Yanling's hearts trembled. Fang is very arrogant!

  (end of this chapter)