Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 924 I have something to play

  Emperor Hongzhi looked very melancholy.

  He is not Emperor Taizu Gao, nor Emperor Wen.

  Naturally, he doesn't have the kind of all-or-nothing domineering.

  He is a soft man.

   But now... he had to burn the boat.

  Emperor Hongzhi sighed: "The Minister of the Ministry of Officials, Wang Ao... severely criticized what happened in Dingxing County."

As Emperor Hongzhi said, he glanced sideways at Fang Jifan, with a bitter look in his eyes: "He used to be my benefactor, he was the one who taught me how to be a good emperor. I regard it as an example for scholars all over the world. If others object, I can persist, but he..."

  Emperor Hongzhi shook his head: "He hurt my heart too much."

  Zhu Houzhao also seemed to sense the helplessness of his father, and obediently stopped talking.

  Fang Jifan simply pretended to be sad.

  What can I say? Apart from flattery, Fang Jifan knows nothing else.

Emperor Hongzhi sighed: "But there is no unchanging law in the world. Jifan... I agree with you. The reason for letting Ouyang Zhi go to Dingxing County to reform the law is very simple. It is to let Ouyang Zhi make achievements in Dingxing County. If he can make achievements, I will be under a little less pressure in the capital, but if he really provokes anger and resentment in Dingxing County, I... the pressure in the court will be ten times, a hundred times greater than him. The turbulent scholarly debate will come surging. I will also... betray relatives... Do you understand what I mean?"

  Fang Jifan said: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, this disciple, my son, will definitely not disappoint His Majesty's great trust."

   "I hope so." Emperor Hongzhi smiled wryly.

He seemed to feel that if he continued, it would only put enormous pressure on Fang Jifan, but he still couldn't help but said: "In those impeachment memorials, there was an old man surnamed Fang who fell ill because of this. Maybe let go, but if someone is forced to death because of pressing taxes, I'm afraid..."

Fang Jifan said eloquently: "Your Majesty, all people surnamed Fang in the world are loyal and good, just like sons and servants, they can die for your majesty at any time. If this old Mr. Fang can die for your majesty's grand plan, it is his Blessing, son-in-law, as his family, five hundred years ago, he was a family, maybe he was a relative, if he died, it was a worthy death, death, whether it was as heavy as Mount Tai, or as light as a feather, this death It only weighs a thousand ounces, like Mount Tai, I am very pleased, as his family, I am honored!"

  Zhu Houzhao shook his face.

   Powerful, he represented everyone with the surname Fang at once.

  Emperor Hongzhi's face twitched, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

  You can say that...

  Fang Jifan was excited, and couldn't help but said: "Of course, if he dies, I will regret it very much. I just wait for the news of his death. At that time, I will find someone to continue the family tree..."

  Emperor Hongzhi felt his head hurt.

   Originally a very melancholy and sad.

  Especially when thinking of a gentry who is forced to die by taxes, God knows if someone will make a big fuss and become raging.

  But now...it seems to be born, turning this human tragedy into a comedy.

  Dare you, Fang Jifan, to celebrate with drums and gongs.

  Emperor Hongzhi put his hands behind his back and shook his head: "I really admire you."

Fang Jifan laughed dryly: "Where, where, my son... what I said was from the bottom of my heart. It is right for someone surnamed Fang to die for your Majesty. I say this today, and I will still say it ten years later. Whoever frowns, he It's not Fang."

   "..."

  Emperor Hongzhi with his hands behind his back... his mind is a bit stuck.

  He sighed: "Enough, stop talking nonsense, I don't want anyone to die."

  Fang Jifan sighed in his heart, Your Majesty, this is wrong. There is no one who survives the reforms. Anyway, the one who died was Fang. As his distant relative, I agree very much.

  Emperor Hongzhi's eyes were reddish, still moist.

  He is too generous.

He said quietly: "When I was young, the late emperor was in power, and the palace was in chaos. I saw too many conspiracies and schemes with my own eyes, and I saw too many murders. I thought, I must not be like them. Some people died because of me, and killed my mother's concubine Wan Gui and her relatives. Although I drove them all out of the capital, I still kept them and never killed them. I never harmed the treacherous thieves who seduced the late emperor in the palace. It's because I know that if I have the first time to use a sword, there will be no difference between me and them..."

   As he spoke, he put his hands behind his back... looking very lonely.

  What he has experienced, others have never experienced. People believe that only by controlling the power of life and death of others can one live a happy life. But as everyone knows, many times, when you have mastered thousands of lives, honor, disgrace, and death, if you just blindly act against the law and blindly take power for pleasure, then... such a life, no matter how happy it is, what is the point?

A gentleman should do something and refrain from doing something. If a gentleman grasps a state weapon, he should walk on thin ice and be more careful, because someone may die or be humiliated because of you at any time. What a heavy burden it is. Therefore, a gentleman is cautious about what he does not see, and fears what he does not hear!

   Zhu Houzhao looked at his father strangely, unable to understand.

  Fang Jifan seemed to understand a little bit, but he felt sorry for Emperor Hongzhi. Such a person, you can say he is pedantic, you can say he is benevolent, but as Fang Jifan who also has a sense of morality, what can he blame him.

  Thinking about it...the death of my own family must make His Majesty very uncomfortable.

   And then, more people may die because of this, His Majesty's heart...

   Such an old father-in-law is very good. Give me a company, and I, Fang Jifan, can accept it.

  But at this moment, there were hurried steps behind him, and someone came quickly: "Your Majesty."

  Emperor Hongzhi stopped and looked back, he was a little eunuch.

  The little **** kowtowed: "Your Majesty, Mou Bin, Commander of Jinyiwei, I implore Your Majesty to see you, saying that there is something important..."

  Emperor Hongzhi's face became serious. At this time, the commander of Jin Yiwei rushed to see him, and something must have happened: "Call me."

  Mou Bin came out of breath, and said: "Your Majesty... there is a commotion."

  Emperor Hongzhi was stunned, staring at Mu Bin: "What?"

  Mou Bin said: "Something went wrong, Dingxing County... Dingxing County..."

  When I heard about Dingxing County...Emperor Hongzhi trembled, he frowned, his face livid: "Say it in one breath."

   "Yes." Mou Bin said: "In Dingxing County, tens of thousands of people gathered together. They were holding sticks and weapons, and they were..."

   Speaking of which...Emperor Hongzhi seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar...

Inverted?

  Is it because of the reform?

  Ouyang Zhi...he...didn't clean up the situation after all?

   "Where's Ouyang Zhi, is he still alive?" Emperor Hongzhi thought of a terrible possibility.

  Fang Jifan also understood when he heard it, yes, where is his dearest and most beloved student?

Mu Bin was taken aback, and looked at Emperor Hongzhi strangely. He didn't quite understand what His Majesty said. What does this have to do with Ouyang Zhi? Ah, but...the people in the second county of Zhuozhou...I'm afraid they will suffer. The people of Dingxing County heard that the people in the second county of Zhuozhou used the road they built with tax and money. They were so jealous that they gathered thousands of people. They said that this is Dingxing Road, which belongs to Dingxing County. The other two counties have not paid taxes, so why should they use it? So... many people brought weapons and said they were going to protect the road. The mighty people, in groups of three or four, are looking everywhere for chariots and horses in the two counties of Zhuozhou on the road, and they are desperate!"

   "..."

  Emperor Hongzhi was a little confused: "What do you mean? Protect the road?"

Mou Bin couldn't laugh or cry: "I heard that the newly built road has brought a lot of business. It's humble, and there's not much information to inquire about. I don't understand the mystery here...Anyway, they say, this road is money. Those from Dingxing County, whoever walks this way will block their way of making money. The leader is Zhou Wu... This person, I have inquired about this person, and this person is the farmer of Fang Tangji from the Fang family. Fang Tangji from Fangjiazhuang is..."

  Fang Tangji...

  Emperor Hongzhi frowned.

  This person... sounds very familiar.

   Suddenly...

  Emperor Hongzhi remembered.

  Impeachment memorials are there.

   "This man, isn't he seriously ill and dying?"

   "No...humble Tiqi, before he came to give the report, he saw Fang Tangji's sedan chair, and was rushing to the county government office. He is very fierce, and there is no sign of serious illness..."

   "..." Emperor Hongzhi was dumbfounded.

  He was convinced. A person who was about to die in the impeachment memorial, turned his head, and came back from the dead. Not only was he alive, but he was also full of energy.

  It would be fine if it was a disturbance against the county government.

  Emperor Hongzhi can still explain that this is because people hate the county government to the core, thinking that this is a tyrannical government that is fiercer than a tiger, and cannot swallow this breath...so...

  But...Looking at this posture, it is clear that he is very energetic and has gone to harm the people in the second county of Zhuozhou.

  This...does it count as deceiving the emperor?

   Did you say you were going to die?

  …

  Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao's jaws were about to drop.

  Fang Jifan really didn't think so far-reaching, the road can bring wealth, he had foreseen it. But he didn't expect these gentry to be so powerful. They just brought some wealth, and when they heard that someone wanted to share the benefits, they copied them without saying a word. Your uncle, black, really black!

   But then...

  Fang Jifan was speechless. He didn't study the issue of the right of way, so he looked at Emperor Hongzhi.

  Emperor Hongzhi coughed, then raised his head reluctantly, and looked at Mou Bin: "The Fang Tangji you mentioned is Fang Jifan's Fang, the Tang of Tang and Song Dynasties, the auspicious Ji?"

   "It's him!" Mou Bin couldn't understand why His Majesty's focus was so different.

  Emperor Hongzhi looked up at the sky, speechless!

  ...

   Finished writing, it’s snowing here, and I’m starting to miss Beijing’s heating, what a pity. Ask for a monthly pass.

  (end of this chapter)