Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 684 I value you very much

  Naturally, the story of gambling and fighting inevitably spread to Xishan.

  The students couldn't help discussing who the Master Guild would let them participate in this gambling fight.

  Some people think that if Uncle Wang is here, it must be Uncle Wang.

   But at Minglun Hall, far away, Mr. Liu Wenshan, with his hands behind his back, stopped Zhang Yuanxi: "Yuanxi, come here."

  Zhang Yuanxi limped and followed Liu Wenshan to Zhen Guo Mansion.

  In the town of Guofu.

  Zhu Houzhao almost grabbed Fang Jifan's lapel and yelled at Fang Jifan: "It's only one and a half months, one and a half months, you're going to be sent to death, old Fang, are you still human, do you have a conscience?"

  Fang Jifan sat upright: "One and a half months, isn't it enough? How did the prince brag before, I believed His Highness' evil."

Zhu Houzhao was a little confused. After a long time, he murmured: "It was just bragging at the time, and the speaker had no intention. How did you know that you believed it? What should we do now? That Tatar hates you deeply. If Yuanxi loses, you will lose." will die."

  Fang Jifan said with emotion: "At that time, I really have no choice but to live without shame, so His Royal Highness must work hard."

Zhu Houzhao frowned: "Then I will do my best. These days, I live in Xishan and teach Yuanxi archery all the time. The only thing I am worried about is that Yuanxi's qualifications are not good. After all, he is not very smart. This archery is not as simple as relying on great strength. Strength is useless. Do people scold you for treachery? You have done this kind of thing not once or twice."

  Fang Jifan said righteously: "What are you talking about, what kind of person is Fang Jifan?"

   After a while, Zhang Yuanxi came. He was limping, but insisted on bowing down to salute his uncle and mentor.

  Zhu Houzhao looked at the awkward appearance of bowing down, couldn't help but stroked his forehead, his face was speechless.

  Fang Jifan looked at Zhang Yuanxi and said, "Do you know about the gambling?"

   "Nephew has heard of it." Zhang Yuanxi said.

  Fang Jifan said: "I am going to let you go, to destroy the prestige of the Tatars."

what…

   In Zhang Yuanxi's heart, turbulent waves have already started up, let him go?

  He said in surprise: "But, I have just practiced, I am afraid that I will fail my uncle's trust."

Fang Jifan said kindly: "You are my nephew, so naturally I value you the most. Letting someone else do such a famous thing, wouldn't it be in vain to make others cheaper, and the fat will not flow into the fields of outsiders. Besides, this gamble Dou is meant to motivate you, you should practice even harder during this month and a half, don't worry, the crown prince will teach you his magic shooting skills day and night, all you need to do is put in the effort."

  After Zhang Yuanxi listened, big tears dripped from his eyes.

  This uncle... I didn't recognize him in vain.

Everyone looked down on themselves since they were young, and even their father, although he loved him, never had any confidence in himself, so that he refused to let himself appear in the public eye. Only his uncle always encouraged himself, thinking that he was no worse than others, No matter what, I couldn't let down my uncle's kindness.

  He said: "Don't worry, uncle, even if my nephew risked his life, he would never discredit uncle."

  Fang Jifan sighed: "Good boy, don't be like this. If you lose, you lose. It's a big deal. I'll die."

   "Uncle..."

   This matter is related to the life of the uncle, but it is actually placed on himself: "Uncle to nephew...to nephew..."

  Fang Jifan waved his hand: "Go and practice archery with His Royal Highness, there is no time to waste now."

  …

  Wang Jinyuan is most worried about this gambling fight.

  Fang Jifan is the soul of Xishan. Once Fang Jifan commits suicide to thank the world, it will be fine.

  He came to the door worriedly: "Master... What should we do if we lose? The so-called people have short-term worries without foresight, how can the young master make fun of his own life? Young master..."

  He followed Fang Jifan, nagging constantly.

Fang Jifan was a little annoyed, and slapped him backhandedly: "My death is my business, what are you doing here all the time, can you use some brains? Zhang Yuanxi lost, you hurry up and let people stare at me day and night, I am But if you have the idea of ​​self-suicide, won’t you stop it? At that time, you can find dozens of burly men, as long as you keep an eye on me, I will die? I see you are very clever on weekdays, but today you are so stupid, no matter how stupid you are , I'm going to change."

  Wang Jinyuan was stunned, and then he figured it out.

   "I understand, I understand, the villain understands everything, I understand."

  Fang Jifan shook his head with his hands behind his back.

  Is the moral level of the ancients so high? Why is everyone afraid that they are really going to die? It's so strange.

  …

  Fang Jifan returned to the Princess Mansion. These days, Fang Jifan almost lived in the Princess Mansion. Everyone in the mansion was warned not to tell the Princess about gambling.

  Zhu Xiurong is knitting sweaters these days, which is for the child who is about to be born.

  Her belly was slightly swollen, and the two maids were waiting on her. As soon as they saw Fang Jifan coming, the two maids withdrew.

  Zhu Xiurong laughed.

  Fang Jifan moved to Jindun and sat beside Zhu Xiurong, and couldn't help but said, "This sweater is very well knitted, but why is it mixed with black thread and white thread?"

   "Isn't it fashionable outside now?"

  Fang Jifan: "..."

  To be honest, fashion is fashionable, but no matter how you look at it, it looks like the prison clothes of later generations. Fang Jifan couldn't help but wanted to sing "Tears Behind the Bar".

  Fang Jifan was ashamed: "It's okay, next time, I will ask someone to design a more fashionable style, this one, I will give it to the emperor and grandson."

Fang Jifan continued to explain: "Look, the emperor's grandson is already full moon, and we haven't sent anything yet, so I can't bear it. Concubine Fang is my sister, and the prince is your brother. I treat the emperor's grandson as my own child." Yes, it’s done, this sweater is finished and sent.”

  Zhu Xiurong did not doubt him, staring at Fang Jifan: "You, you always think about others in everything, and never think about whether our children will freeze in the future."

  Fang Jifan said in his heart, the conscience of heaven and earth, outside the rich family, I don’t know how many people suffer from hunger and cold. If my son who will be born in the future can be frozen, the whole world will probably die.

  Fang Jifan said with emotion: "To be a human being, of course you must put others before yourself. This is the way of a gentleman."

  Zhu Xiurong looked at Fang Jifan with beautiful eyes, and couldn't help but said: "Well, I also want to learn from you. Just now, don't worry, I don't want to complain about you."

  Fang Jifan covered her hand: "It's okay, it's okay."

   It's a pity that she was pregnant, and Fang Jifan sat obediently by the side, like a baby.

   Zhu Xiurong's face was stained with a blush, every time Fang Jifan stared at him, it made him...

  What did she think of: "The queen mother asked when the perfume will be ready, she is very anxious."

  Fang Jifan said in his heart, wait until I get Hexi, and then plant it extensively in Hexi, now...it's too early.

   Zhu Xiurong said again: "Also, there is no news of my two uncles so far, but I don't know what happened to them. The queen mother is very worried about them."

Fang Jifan thought, Brothers of the Zhang family, it's okay for these two scumbags to die outside, but... Fang Jifan thought of Xu Jing, and he couldn't help feeling: "Yeah, I'm also worried to death, and I don't know what happened to Xu Jing, He is my protégé, I treat him as my own, if something happens to him, I... I don't want to live anymore, I have to cut off a lock of hair and pay homage to him."

   Hair cutting is a very important matter.

  In ancient times, there was the idea that the body, hair, skin and skin are the parents.

  So ordinary people will never cut their hair easily. There is almost no difference between cutting hair and suicide.

  Hearing that Fang Jifan wanted to cut his hair for his disciples, Zhu Xiurong admired Fang Jifan even more in his heart, it was really kind and righteous.

  She couldn't help snuggling into Fang Jifan's arms. Fang Jifan gently stroked the messy hair on her forehead. At this time, Zhu Xiurong had a different style.

After a moment of tenderness, Zhu Xiurong said: "There is one more thing. Early in the morning, when I went to the palace to visit the queen mother, wasn't it because the two uncles were still alive and dead a few days ago? So I ordered people to go to the ancestral home of the Zhang family. No matter what, There were quite a few distant relatives of the Zhang family, but who would have thought that the eunuchs would be sent there to know that there was already a disaster there, and many clansmen had fled... The queen mother was very worried about this."

Fang Jifan thought to himself, what are distant relatives? Although one person attains the Tao, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven, but after all, the relationship is too far away, and they are considered to be of the same family. Under normal circumstances, for example, Queen Zhang was lucky enough to become a queen, and her family naturally received favors, so, Marquis Shouning and Uncle Jianchang started to make a fortune, and then many distant relatives came to seek refuge. Finally, under the care of Marquis Shouning and Uncle Jianchang, the whole family lived a good life.

   But unfortunately, the Zhang family brothers are wonderful.

  They have made a fortune, the Marquis of the Marquis, the Boss of the Marquis, as for the relatives who come to seek refuge, um... they are reluctant to give them a sip of tea. The Marquis of Shouning does not support idlers.

  Queen Zhang couldn’t cover everything. Even if something happened to her relatives, it would be through the Zhang family brothers who entered the palace to lobby, and then the palace rewarded something, which was regarded as grace.

  However, Fang Jifan could almost imagine that the Zhang brothers never mentioned anything about these damned poor relatives. They themselves are still poor and drink porridge every day. Why, you still want to eat delicious food and spicy food.

  Ancestors are often favored over national laws.

But on this point, Fang Jifan admired the Zhang family brothers very much. In this regard, they are absolutely impartial and impartial, so that poor relatives are still poor relatives. If you are poor in this life, you will be poor in the next life. Give you a chance to touch Zhang Jiaguang.

  Fang Jifan let out an oh: "They all fled away and couldn't be found. In recent years, disasters have been frequent. It's really pitiful."

  (end of this chapter)