Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 810 Fair and comfortable

  Emperor Hongzhi rarely got carried away with complacency.

  Even if there is something to be proud of usually, it is just hidden, eh, don't praise this brat. Where, where, besides causing trouble, what else can this brat do?

  He seldom drank alcohol in the past, and he was drunk after only two glasses of wine, which shows the boring life.

Therefore, the Emperor Hongzhi boasted and looked around, as if because the ministers did not give him a satisfactory answer, he strengthened his tone: "Ah, let me tell you, my son-in-law spent thousands of dollars to build a palace for me." Ten thousand taels of silver. I am not too demanding on you, but is your son-in-law willing to spend ten thousand taels of silver to honor you?"

   "..."

   Liu Jian and his ministers were speechless.

   "Ah, talk, come, Liu Qing's family, you speak first."

  Liu Jian glanced at Fang Jifan's stupidity, and said in his heart, this Fang Jifan is stupid, and His Majesty wants everyone in the world to be stupid?

  If my son is like this, if he empties his home and gives it to someone else, I will kill him.

  Liu Jian smiled and said: "What your majesty said is that the ministers are far inferior to your majesty."

   "Yes, yes." The palace immediately exploded: "Fang Duwei is really a god, even though we have a son-in-law, we are far inferior to him."

   "Fang Duwei donates money generously, which is really a model of a son-in-law."

   "Your Majesty is delighted to have this son-in-law."

  Everyone chattered.

   are all praises.

  Emperor Hongzhi was very happy to hear that, and laughed.

  Fang Jifan was a little confused, no matter how it sounds, it is not a compliment, it seems to be mocking.

  Fang Jifan is upright, why do you always speak with irony?

  Fang Jifan sat down and took a few sips of wine with him.

  But seeing many people leaning their heads together, whispering in low voices, they couldn't help laughing.

Even Xie Qian couldn't help but talk to Li Dongyang next to him: "Fang Jifan thought he was very smart in the past, but he didn't know what medicine he took wrongly. Didn't Mr. Liu have a son who worshiped Xishan Shuyan? Be careful, the so-called defense by day and night is difficult to guard against house thieves, isn't this Fang Jifan a big house thief?"

  Li Dongyang only bowed his head, and said cautiously: "Xie Gong said carefully, the reason is this, but if it is punctured, it will be bad."

   Xie Qian said with a sneer: "It is extremely, it is extremely."

  …

  Xishan Theater Troupe was established.

   Riding on the westerly wind that the Empress Dowager loves this Peking opera so much, the entire opera troupe in the capital became jealous.

  At that time, there were many nobles who were there, but now, remembering that Shiro visited his mother, many noble families are now talking about Yang Silang's love for Mrs. She, and it has become a fashion.

   As a result, the Xishan Theater Troupe has a list of talents, and many theater troupes want to join them.

  Selected a group of young people with good voices, and Fang Jifan ordered people to build the Xishan Theater in Xishan.

Xishan is a good place. The most important thing is that it is only a dozen miles away from Daming Palace. Well, it is roughly between the fourth and fifth rings. have to come here.

When people come, it is easy to handle. The farmhouse here can also be driven along the way. There is also a commercial street that sells snacks, melons and fruits, tea and juice. In addition, it also sells ready-made clothes. The goods, everything that one expects to find.

   When it comes to the Chinese New Year, this place is even more lively and colorful.

  Fang Jifan led Zhu Xiurong to a high **** on the West Mountain, and looked down from below.

   It was night at this time, covered with snow, so that the servants and eunuchs around him shivered from the cold.

   But Fang Jifan was in high spirits, holding Zhu Xiurong's hand, her palm was a little cold, so Fang Jifan covered it, and looked down the mountain from here.

  Below the mountain, there are countless lights, fireworks and firecrackers, like thunder, the sound is endless.

  Fang Jifan's heart was swaying, and he couldn't help but said: "Looking at the world from here, it is really interesting. These people are really terrifying. It is them who have the prosperity of the Western Mountains, and also formed the world of Ming Dynasty."

Fang Jifan's starry eyes, deep in his eyes, reflected the brilliance and prosperity of the mountain, Fang Jifan couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, he is a person with the world in mind, if a person has an interest in history, then, inevitably, there will be a kind of national Inherited sense of responsibility.

   Coincidentally, Fang Jifan is such a person.

  Zhu Xiurong has nestled in Fang Jifan's arms.

  Although it felt a bit weird that the New Year's Eve would bring himself to this place, but Zhu Xiurong thought in his heart, even if he was in **** with Fang Jifan, if it was like this forever, there would be nothing wrong with it.

  Although she has become a wife and mother, she still has the charming and naive attitude of a daughter.

  Fang Jifan wrapped her tightly to prevent her from getting cold.

   My heart is very warm.

  Fang Jifan still remembers, back then, when he traveled to this world and said the words to save the common people, he was rushed in by a swarm of people, pushed himself to the ground, and then a group of people grabbed him and gave him an injection.

  Fang Jifan will never forget that scene.

  Fang Jifan said these words to countless people, but these countless people either sneered at them, or just smiled meaningfully at Fang Jifan.

Only His Royal Highness Princess Taikang, his wife, every time she said these things, she always gently pressed her chin and listened to her words wholeheartedly. Fang Jifan knew that in this world, there was only this woman who truly and unconditionally believed that she was a woman who had escaped from the lower class. Fun, I believe that I have the world in mind and I am building my life for the common people.

Fang Jifan couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and the conversation was full of excitement: "Look at the people, how miserable they are, suffering from hunger and cold, even if they are barely full, entertainment is poor, they... are really like cattle and horses. But they are a group of lovely people Even if they only accept a little gift from heaven, they can't help being grateful. They may not have studied, but they are more sensible than anyone else. Therefore, if the people in the upper class are indifferent to them, if they are indifferent to them, Treating them as fools and troublemakers, these people have no conscience."

   "Yeah." Zhu Xiurong kept nodding in Fang Jifan's arms, like a bird following a person.

  Fang Jifan is full of pride: "Our Fang Jifan..."

   "OK, ok, ok..."

  The mountain suddenly boiled.

   Thunderous applause.

  Even on the mountain a mile away, they were startled by this thunderous sound.

  The movement is so loud?

  Fang Jifan hurriedly turned his head: "What's wrong?"

  Wang Jinyuan led a dozen followers and followed from a distance, but seeing that the captain and His Highness the princess are here, they are very affectionate and dare not get too close.

  Seeing the captain and the princess like this, this made Wang Jinyuan think of the yellow-faced woman at home. The yellow-faced woman and the princess have one thing in common, they are both women.

  He was also filled with emotions, oops, it’s Chinese New Year, other people’s family reunion, but I’m here to blow the wind.

  But when he heard Fang Jifan's order, he hurriedly stepped forward: "Captain, what is your order?"

  Fang Jifan said: "What's the commotion down here? There's such a big commotion, nothing will happen."

  Wang Jinyuan pinched his fingers and made the calculations: "Nothing happened, Captain, don't worry, think about it, it's at the theater, and everyone is crazily applauding at the critical point."

  Fang Jifan couldn't help but said: "Screaming so loudly, it's like dying."

Wang Jinyuan's face was full of red: "That's not true. Every play in this theater is overcrowded, especially for the case of the beauty, it is really hard to get a ticket, even if it is a standing ticket, you can't grab it. A few days ago, the captain was in Daming The captain didn't know the supervisor in the palace. When the son-in-law was about to be beheaded by the dog's head, there were thunderous cheers every time, especially when Chen Shimei said... ah... ah... ah... the roof tiles were almost It’s about to be opened, it’s really hot.”

  Her son-in-law...

  Fang Jifan felt a chill in the back of his head.

  He hesitated for a long time, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice, these thugs who killed thousands of knives knew that they didn't have any appreciation for such **** things, stupid! This is all right, I will cheat your money in the future and let you do your best, without any moral burden.

   "Jifan, what's the matter, I see that your face is pale, pale."

  Fang Jifan: "..."

  …

  Forbidden City.

  A theater troupe belonging to a troupe entered the palace, and a play started here.

  Emperor Hongzhi accompanied the Empress Dowager to the opera.

   Coincidentally, this play has been staged in "Hitting the Golden Branch".

  The scene was being performed when Guo Yan was holding a steel whip and beating the princess severely. Emperor Hongzhi shivered and looked left and right, only to see that the Empress Dowager and Queen Zhang were still immersed in the play with relish.

  Women are easy to get into the drama, and they don’t think deeply.

  Emperor Hongzhi had many distracting thoughts, so he took the opportunity to quietly walk out of the garden.

  Xiao Jing followed out on tiptoe.

  Emperor Hongzhi said: "There are too many jokes in the scriptures written by folk people."

  Xiao Jing smiled and said: "Isn't that right, why don't you call it a play?"

  In fact, Xiao Jing was a little bit reluctant to come out, he was fascinated by watching it.

  Emperor Hongzhi smiled: "I don't know, after thousands of years, if this play comes to the Hongzhi Dynasty, what will I... look like, ha... If you think about it, it's probably like the Tang Emperor played by Lao Sheng."

  Xiao Jing thought for a while, and said awkwardly: "This, I don't know."

Emperor Hongzhi put his hands behind his back: "But I believe that justice is in the hearts of the people. After all, future generations will have a public comment on what the emperor looks like. It's getting late. I can't listen to the show anymore. Come with me to the warm pavilion. There are a few memorials that have not yet been approved. There are also those Franji people who claim to be envoys of Manaca. After hearing that I used work to help those in distress, they seemed very dissatisfied and asked to be summoned again and again. I was thinking, it’s over Year, shall we meet again?"

   As he spoke, Emperor Hongzhi stepped forward and headed towards the Nuan Pavilion.

  Xiao Jing was very complicated.

   It's Chinese New Year, Your Majesty, why don't you finish listening to this play?

  Reluctantly, he glanced back, but then he hurriedly followed.

   "Your Majesty, wait for your servant."

  ...

  The first chapter has been delivered, it’s a little late today, there is class in the morning.

  (end of this chapter)