Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 830 Dragon and Phoenix among people

  His Royal Highness beat him up.

   All of a sudden, both the Dingguo Duke and the British Duke stopped.

   At this point, besides admitting to being unlucky, what else is there?

   If the quarrel continues, His Majesty will hit harder. If His Highness the Crown Prince makes any mistakes, can he bear it?

  But... Although they understand this truth, they are still angry.

   He didn't dare to say anything, so he saluted in a disheartened manner, and bid farewell, farewell.

  Zhu Houzhao limped to Fengtian Temple.

  Emperor Hongzhi stared at Zhu Houzhao coldly: "Are you aware of your mistake?"

  Zhu Houzhao patted his knees: "I know I'm wrong."

  Emperor Hongzhi narrowed his eyes: "Is Fang Jifan with you?"

  Zhu Houzhao swallowed: "He doesn't know."

   "Huh?" Emperor Hongzhi didn't believe it.

   "I really don't know." Zhu Houzhao said with a wry smile, "I swear to God, if Fang Jifan knew...he would kill Liu Jin and Zhang Yuanxi..."

"Shut up, I'll kill you first!" Emperor Hongzhi was in a hurry: "Except for Fang Jifan, you can't think of such stupid things, you are indeed more confused than him, but with your brain, can you think of a nursery school? "

  Zhu Houzhao opened his eyes wide and couldn't help moving a bit. As a result, his **** hurt badly, so he grinned: "Father, you can't say that. I'm your son anyway. What's wrong with my brain?"

Emperor Hongzhi squinted his eyes: "I won't talk to you about this, these children, don't make any mistakes, if there is a slight mistake, you go back and tell Fang Jifan, next time I will use him for the tappet, don't break two Ribs, that's not the end."

   "Go."

  Emperor Hongzhi lowered his head and ignored Zhu Houzhao.

   Zhu Houzhao, as if he had received an amnesty, limped when he came. When Emperor Hongzhi said to go, it seemed that the wound stopped hurting all of a sudden, and he disappeared with a whoosh.

  Emperor Hongzhi picked up the memorial on the copybook and fell into deep thought.

  What is Fang Jifan up to?

   This time, he learned how to behave, so let's see if this guy can play tricks.

  ...

  Xu Pengju was beaten.

  The main reason is that he doesn't fit in with the group. With so many children, he is the only one who wants to go home.

  Although Mammy discovered it in time, looking at Zhu Zaimo, he was naturally a little afraid.

  They were arranged to live in the house, each with a small wooden bed, with guardrails beside the wooden bed, and a mother would be on duty at night at any time.

Xu Pengju went to sleep crying. When he got up early in the morning, tears were still streaming from the corners of his eyes. As the bell rang, more than twenty nurses shuttled to each small bed, waking up the children one by one. day in the life.

  Eleven of them wet their quilts during the night, and the nuns changed them into new clean clothes washed last night, and then washed them.

   Washing is the most important thing. Every child needs to wash their face and hands clean with warm water. After washing, wipe them well.

  When there are more children, the most feared thing is the epidemic.

  Xishan Medical College has long had a set of simple epidemic prevention methods, not only washing hands frequently, every child will have a female doctor check the temperature of their mouth, forehead and arms when they wake up and go to bed to confirm that they are healthy.

   Not only that, in this courtyard, there are absolutely no puddles where mosquitoes can inhabit, and ventilation is ensured everywhere.

   You need to use soap when you wash your hands, and alcohol is required for cleaning and cleaning in many places.

  Including these old mothers, if they feel unwell, they should not come close to take care of them.

  Xu Pengju was still in a daze at first, but after washing his face and hands, he suddenly realized that... he shouldn't be here, so he pursed his lips and wanted to cry.

But soon, he was carried into the dining hall, and the dining hall was full of aromas. After a while, Xu Pengju was eating eight-treasure porridge, and suddenly, he didn't want to leave. He started to laugh at Zhu Zaimo, eating, Looking flatteringly at Zhu Zaimo.

  Zhu Zaimo lowered his head and snorted and drank the porridge.

   Then, his eyes turned to Fang Zhengqing who was aside.

  Fang Zhengqing ate slowly, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked around and saw Zhu Zaimo who was like a wolf and a tiger. He moved the small bowl to Zhu Zaimo's side without hesitation: "Let's eat together."

  Zhu Zaimo imitated an adult and patted Fang Zhengqing's head: "I won't beat you up this time."

  After eating the porridge, I entered the classroom. The content of the teaching was varied and strange.

   At the same time, in the evening, outside the Xishan courtyard, there were still many people from various families waiting anxiously.

   It’s just that no matter whether it’s Duke Ying or Duke Ding, they can’t wait here all day long. After all, there are still sacrifices to the tombs, so they sent their servants here.

   Just when everyone felt that waiting like this was meaningless.

  But at this time, someone came out from behind the high courtyard wall.

  It was an old nanny, holding a stack of papers in her hand, and then began to roll the name: "Duke Dingguo..."

  The servants of Nading Duke's Mansion stepped forward.

  The old nanny handed a piece of paper to him...

  Then, the old mother continued to sing.

   This Ding didn't know how to read, but at least he had some news. Naturally, he flew back to Beijing and sent the news to Xu Yongning, Duke Ding, who was anxious.

   Xu Yongning took the slip of paper with a gloomy face, but saw Xu Pengju's words written on it. On it, there were his measured height, weight, how much he ate today... and so on.

  It roughly means that this kid is still alive... and he is still alive and well.

  Xu Yongning put down the piece of paper, really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

After a long time, he sighed: "I really don't know how to explain to Nanjing. But now, what can I do? My arms can't hold my thighs after all. Come, come, send this piece of paper to Nanjing as soon as possible." .”

In any case, this piece of paper obviously gave Xu Yongning a little comfort, and he stood up: "After thinking about it, this old man can't afford to offend the prince, but also offend Fang Jifan, a captain. It's Fang Jifan's trick."

  The Ding family was silent: "The villain doesn't know anything."

"Hmph!" Dingguo Gong Xu Yongning said: "Thinking about it makes me angry. If my father hadn't carried his eldest father out of the civil castle, their Fang family would have lost their sons and grandchildren long ago. How could it be his turn?" Jumping around here, this person has no heart, our Xu family, to their surname Fang, how much kindness they have, but he has avenged his revenge, thinking that marrying the princess, won the appreciation of His Majesty, so he will not let others go In the eyes."

  The servant only lowered his head, bowing his head and ears.

Xu Yongning said angrily: "I heard...he is still building a house in the new city. That house is made of mud, and it is still sold at such an expensive price. Thinking about it...it's really annoying. Fortunately, there are so many people in Beijing. They flock to it. Can this mud build a house?"

   "Called concrete."

   "Isn't it still mud?" Xu Yongning hated it, hated it very much, he walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, thinking for a moment: "Just wait and see, using such a house to fool people, sooner or later... will not have good results."

   lost his temper.

   but found powerless.

   "What the father-in-law said is that the father-in-law has been sick at home these years, otherwise..."

  Xu Yongning pressed his hand: "Don't talk about this, let's go."

  ...

  The construction of the new city has already begun.

  The progress of the construction is very fast. On the one hand, when the palace was built, many workshops were already established, and now it only needs to continue to produce and supply.

   On the other hand, because... people are cheap.

  Bitty is not a curse word.

   But in this era, the price of manpower is really low.

   With such huge profits from real estate, Fang Jifan almost hired as many people as he wanted.

  Here in Xincheng, after the foundation was dug, bamboo poles were used to make bones, and then sand and gravel were mixed with concrete as support.

   These are one- and two-story houses, which are strong enough without the need for steel bars.

  After the rough frame of the house was completed, countless craftsmen began to lay bricks in the frame. The bricks were produced in the nearby brick kiln, and they were directly pulled by carts and started to work immediately.

Occasionally, there will always be some ministers who come to Daming Palace to work and want to take a look. The roadbed here has been made and concrete is ready, and the house roughly has a frame. After all, I used to hire craftsmen to build houses, but now But it cost money to let Xishan Jianye build it.

Wang Bushi was going to be on duty in the palace today. After he was on duty, he was reluctant to leave, so he wandered around here. Soon, he suddenly became angry and grabbed a craftsman who was going to build a wall: "Why are you laying bricks? Are they hollow? So cut corners?"

  The craftsman was also confused, unable to explain why.

  In fact, the brick kilns in Xishan are different from brick kilns elsewhere. Xishan produces hollow bricks.

   And this brick has existed since ancient times. In Daming, people used solid bricks.

  The craftsmen actually don't understand why the bricks made by Xishan are hollow, but their duty is to build walls.

   But Wang Bushi saw it, and it was about to explode on the spot.

  He had a bad temper.

  Seeing that even the brick is hollow, pick it up, alas, this brick is actually light and light, which is not bad.

  He stomped his feet angrily.

  For a house of more than 10,000 taels of silver, even a piece of the house had to cut corners.

  Fang Jifan, just save so much money?

   "Don't build, don't build!"

  Wang Bushi roared, and then took the hollow bricks and went around looking for Fang Jifan.

  Fang Jifan finally regained his freedom. He is in the shed, wearing a helmet woven with rattan to check the progress of the project.

  As a conscientious contractor, Fang Jifan is very attentive. After all, this batch will be used as a model project to make the reputation of Xishan Jianye a hit.

   "Fang Jifan..."

   But someone yelled.

  Fang Jifan has never seen someone so bold, calling himself by his first name, he couldn't help turning his head.

   Then Wang Bushi appeared at the door of the shed with his teeth gritted, holding a brick.

  Fang Jifan was taken aback, and immediately shouted: "Don't get excited, speak up if you have something to say!"

  …

  Thanks to Ming Ming Ming Ming Bai Bai who likes him to be the new leader. Your support is the best motivation for Tiger to work hard. Thank you.

  (end of this chapter)