Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Fang Jifan and others withdrew from the Nuan Pavilion and left the palace all the way.

Although just now there was a lot of quarreling in the warm pavilion, but after all, everyone has no grievances or enmities, public affairs are public affairs, private affairs are selfish, none of the ministers in the court is so stupid, and they will definitely not turn against others because of official discord.

So when Wang Ao came out of Nuan Pavilion, he warmly greeted: "Fang Jifan, come, I'll wait for you."

Fang Jifan felt that this guy...was so angry just now, but turned around like this, it was a bit confusing.

Ma Wensheng said with a smile: "Yes, Jifan, we will wait...to go together. The prince often mentioned you. He said that although he didn't have deep contact with you, many things you did were beneficial to the country and the people. He admires him very much, but hates himself for not being able to give birth to a son like you."

"..." Fang Jifan began to ponder in his heart, is this... is it a curse?

Wang Ao stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The negative picture is exaggerated, but there is some admiration. The potato and sweet potato, the old man's hometown, have begun to promote. Although the yield per mu is not as good as that of Xishan, the harvest is still amazing. This legend In the letter from home, it is said that the people in this town are very happy."

Seeing the sincerity of what he said, Fang Jifan lost his doubts. It seems that it is a pity that the son he gave birth to is not Fang Jifan. This... is not a curse, but it still sounds a little weird.

Fang Jifan said: "It's nothing, and it's not my fault alone."

The three of them, Liu Jian, were going to the cabinet, while Wang Ao, Ma Wensheng, Fang Jifan, etc. had to leave the palace first, and everyone stopped and walked. Wang Ao seemed to be concerned about Xishan Academy just now, as if the dispute in the warm cabinet had never happened. The matter: "How many people from Xishan Academy participated in the Spring Festival at the beginning of spring this time?"

Fang Jifan replied honestly: "Originally there were fifteen Juren, and later nine Juren entered Xishan Academy to study. I counted, oh, there are twenty-four people."

Ma Wensheng was overjoyed: "Twenty-four candidates were recruited, and six Jinshi were taught. This... Looking around the world, I am afraid that there are not many academies that can be compared with it."

Wang Ao smiled slightly and said: "Yes, Xishan's literary style is at its peak, which can be seen. A few days ago, I heard some disputes, all of which were academic disputes, but ah, Uncle Xinjian, I have a good word to tell you."

Fang Jifan nodded, indicating that he was listening.

The several ministers headed by Wang Ao actually nodded secretly in their hearts, Fang Jifan really didn't have such a bad temper as the legend said. Although ordinary people, when they saw Wang Ao, Wang Ao said that he had something good to say, I don't know how many people have to respectfully say something and ask for it.

But Fang Jifan's 'Oh' seemed casual, but Fang Jifan shouted it out of his mouth. Obviously, this is already very polite.

At least Wang Ao was very relieved. He stroked his beard and looked at Fang Jifan with a smile. In fact... this kid shouldn't be too bad, it's okay, it's okay.

Even just now in the warm pavilion, Fang Jifan criticized Wang Ao very unceremoniously, and Wang Ao's anger disappeared. Fang Jifan, isn't this how it should be?

People are not targeting themselves, but it's just natural.

This is how people are. The reason why many people get angry because of other people's words is not necessarily because the other person's words are good or bad, but from these words, it can be concluded that the other party is targeting them. As for myself, it’s not that the other party is hostile to me, so I got angry, and the conflict between the two sides escalated. People in the society stood in the middle of the road, showing their tattoos, pointing at the other party’s nose and scolding “what are you looking at” for an hour .

But Fang Jifan was not targeted at all, because everyone knew that this guy... was not aimed at himself alone, but everyone present, even everyone who was not present.

Wang Ao smiled and said: "Fang Jifan, Xishan Academy, don't get involved in the academic competition, it's meaningless to compete, if you want to compete, it's also a competition for the list, and how many people from Xishan Academy will be named on the list. It is the foundation of Xishan Academy."

Fang Jifan said in his heart, I am not arguing, others have always come to Xishan Academy to fight, and the people who come to fight are very civilized, never speak evil words, and never roll up their sleeves to fight.

Seeing that Fang Jifan didn't respond, Wang Ao was not angry, he got used to it.

Almost at the Meridian Gate, when everyone was about to part ways, Wang Ao stopped and said with a smile: "I still have to object to the matter of flying balls, not for other reasons. In my heart, this is too wasteful. Regardless of whether the successor Whether you like it or not, but if you have free time, you can come to the house for a sit-down, the old man has been famous for you for a long time, and I really want to hear what unique insights you have on agriculture."

Fang Jifan said conveniently: "The prince likes agriculture, but he doesn't know that there is a lot of knowledge in the world. This flying ball is the knowledge of the sky."

Wang Ao was very stubborn, and he exchanged glances with Ma Wensheng and the others, but he was happy: "In short, flying balls can't hit thieves, and it's useless to ask for them. As for investigation, I, Ming Dynasty, have our own means of investigation, so why bother?" A ball floating in the sky, you don’t know how expensive rice is if you are not in charge. In my opinion, your sweet potatoes and potatoes are things that benefit the country and the people. This flying ball is way off. Don’t even think about it There are also birds in the sky, but what is the use of this bird? Can it come down and peck people? It is useless except to avoid people when it flies up. This is also the old man’s good words. use."

Seeing that Fang Jifan showed signs of becoming angry from embarrassment, he felt happy, dealing with such a young man with ease, the old man has lived most of his life, how could he not be as good as a little doll like you?

With his hands behind his back, Fang Jifan didn't have the slightest chance to question: "Okay, take your leave, take your leave."

Get ready to go out the doorway, sit

Get on the sedan chair and go to the official hall.

Ma Wensheng looked at Fang Jifan regretfully, and said, "Is the flying ball... useful?"

As Minister of the Ministry of War, he still has some doubts. When the time comes, he will spend money and food, order 30, don't use it at all, and people will not scold you, Fang Jifan, but they will still scold the Ministry of War?

But at this moment, someone came in a hurry.

But it was Mou Bin, commander of Jinyiwei.

Mu Bin is actually not a bad person, at least he has never heard of any notoriety, but when it comes to Commander Jin Yiwei, everyone put away their smiles and put on a serious face.

In the past, everyone might just nod each other, even if they greeted each other, and then passed by.

But today, Mou Bin walked in a hurry, saw Fang Jifan, and said, "Uncle Xinjian, you are here."

Hearing that this kid Fang Jifan actually had something to do with Jin Yiwei, the ministers who were about to leave, although they were all indifferent on their faces, they all paid attention.

Before Fang Jifan responded, Mou Bin said, "Hey, I'm looking for you, come with me to the palace to have an audience, there is an urgent report, it is extremely urgent."

One hundred thousand urgent...

Ma Wensheng and Wang Ao couldn't help but stop subconsciously. It must be a big deal to make Jin Yiwei Mou Bin say something urgent.

Fang Jifan said, "What's the matter?"

Mu Bin squinted his eyes, his eyes were deep, and no one knew what was hidden in the depths of his eyes, but the eyes on the surface seemed very warm, and after thinking about it: "E Zhe, the great prince of Tatar, was killed by you!" , you are still pretending to be stupid. The news has come. This is a great achievement. Before that, why didn’t you hear the report? The Tatar prince is the Tatar prince, and his status is very important. Fang Jifan, you flying ball , It’s really a great achievement.”

"What?"

Fang Jifan was a little confused, did he have anything to do with the eldest prince?

I don't even know him, why did he die? I really don't know at all. I was killed by myself, or was it a flying ball? No, why does it sound like Babaili killed a devil, filming?

In fact, it wasn't just Fang Jifan, Wang Ao's face changed all of a sudden.

He seemed to be out of breath.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared.

The hand holding the beard was actually hanging in the air.

The whole person is like petrification.

Ma Wensheng trembled and almost staggered. At this moment, he couldn't care about Mou Bin's identity, so he couldn't help but said, "What Tatar prince?"

"Ma Gong is the Minister of the Ministry of War, so don't you know who this Tatar prince Ezhe is?"

Before Ma Wensheng could blush, his heart skipped a beat: "Is this person... dead?"

"That's right, there's a secret report, saying that it's a death...it's horrible!" Mou Bin said indifferently.

Ma Wensheng was excited.

Maybe Wang Ao was still thinking about what the big Tatar prince was. Since they were all princes, why did he add a big character? Could there be a little prince in this world?

E Zhe's name, he had never heard of it, he is a heavenly official of the Ministry of Officials, and he doesn't know much about things in the desert.

But Ma Wensheng was different. He said tremblingly, "Really... dead?"

Mou Bin wasn't sure whether Fang Jifan's death was related to Er Zhe's, but he still believed that Er Zhe was dead. Mu Bin nodded without hesitation: "That's right, this Er Zhe...is dead."

"Oh my God!" Ma Wensheng was suddenly excited, and his abnormal reaction made everyone a little bit stunned.

Ma Wensheng rolled up his long sleeves excitedly, exposing his arms, without the elegance that a minister should have, but he was so happy that in the end, his eyes were red, and he cried with joy: "This damn Ezhe is finally dead. ... A good death, a good death, haha, back then, this bandit led troops to attack my hometown in Hexi, plundered dozens of villages, slaughtered countless soldiers and civilians in Hexi, old and weak, women and children, he would not let go, There are corpses all over the field, front and back, under his knife, thousands of people died, God really has eyes, haha, he also has today, how did he die?"

"..."

Ma Wensheng was so happy that he grabbed Mou Bin's hand and refused to let him go.

Mu Bin said: "The ax was inserted into the head, almost splitting the skull in two.

Fang Jifan's scalp felt a little numb while listening to it, and his own head actually felt a little dull pain.

This kind of death method can be regarded as unconventional.

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third chapter.

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