Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Liu Jian was really right.

Fang Jifan sighed in his heart, it is not easy for these stubborn old people to understand a new thing.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the fact that reality always slaps them in the face mercilessly, I'm afraid they won't be able to turn around in their whole life.

Just like the ministers of the Manchu Qing Dynasty during the first Opium War, from 1840 to decades after the defeat of the Sino-Japanese War, there were still people clamoring for loyalty and trust as armor.

The ministers of the Ming Dynasty were somewhat more open-minded, and they were not as confused as their descendants.

Emperor Hongzhi nodded his head and nodded: "I won't say anything about the desert. This is the matter of the successor. I ordered the son-in-law, Duwei, to town the desert. The affairs there, the successor can do it. If you need any assistance from the court, you can directly contact me." Negotiate with Six Departments."

Although Emperor Hongzhi was stingy, his conscience still hurt.

To be honest, I have received too much favor from Fang Jifan in these years.

Emperor Hongzhi was not a heartless and ungrateful person: "Or let the prince assist you."

Fang Jifan said conveniently: "Your Majesty, please rest assured that I obey the order. From then on, there will be no Tatars or other messy people in the desert. It will be a disaster."

Emperor Hongzhi smiled and nodded, suddenly remembered something, and looked at Fang Jifan: "Your new palace is called Mingyuan?"

Well……

Obviously my name is Yuanmingyuan, okay?

It's bright and round, isn't this the fifteenth moon?

But Emperor Hongzhi obviously misunderstood: "Is it called Ming Garden because of the garden of Daming? This name is too simple, but it doesn't sound good."

"..."

"What's more, I saw the sketches. This palace is huge. It's not appropriate to call it a garden. It's better to call it a palace, Ming Palace? Not good! Daming Palace? Haha, this Daming Palace is the main hall of the palace city in Tang Dynasty However, the word "Daming" is originally the name of our country, and there is nothing wrong with using it. Let's call it Daming Palace. I know you are a very filial person. At first you said you wanted to build a palace. Oh, why not? I thought it was just a small garden, but who would have thought, ah, it was expensive, it was too expensive, and I felt distressed when I saw it..."

Emperor Hongzhi's voice was like a bell, and he hoped to mention this new palace.

It's not that I have great expectations for this palace.

It is not impossible to live in the Forbidden City. Emperor Hongzhi is not a person who advocates enjoyment. Since he ascended the throne, he has not even repaired a garden. He is different from other coquettish sluts.

He mentioned this with a sense of pride, look, look, what is filial piety, this is filial piety, everyone come and see.

It's too prestigious to have a son-in-law like this.

Liu Jian and the others looked at Fang Jifan meaningfully, and confirmed that it was the expression of looking at the second idiot.

As the ancients said, the family and the country are the world. This family is not a family in the usual sense, not a family of three, nor a family of four, but a family. There are not many Fang family members, but the most urgent task is to make the descendants flourish and the family prosper, which is worthy of the Fang family's ancestors Not only that, but when there are more children and grandchildren, more wealth must be provided to the children and grandchildren so that they will continue to be prosperous.

But you, Fang Jifan... have emptied this house.

Of course, you have gained His Majesty's trust, but Your Majesty already has a lot of trust in you. What difference does it make if you have more or less.

To put it bluntly, this is a prodigal son. The ancestors of the Fang family have spirits in heaven, so they should quickly crawl out of the coffin and take him in.

Fang Jifan said with a smile: "If your Majesty likes to call it Daming Palace, then you can call it Daming Palace. Anyway, this is for your Majesty to repair, and it is my son's wish. It doesn't matter what it is called, even if it is called Hongzhi Palace. "

Emperor Hongzhi felt relieved when he heard this, but he could not help reminding: "If you can save this money, save it, and don't waste it. Although the Fang family is rich, they don't have gold and silver mountains. They must not be extravagant."

Fang Jifan suddenly became angry: "Your Majesty said that, you are looking down on my son. Since my son is building a new palace for your majesty, how can I make do with it? If you want to use it, you have to use the best in the world, no matter the cost. My son has money at home. Even if the money is not enough, the minister can still sell the fields and land, or if it fails, the minister can still sell blood."

"..."

tragedy...

Liu Jian and the others couldn't stand it anymore, their hands were itchy badly, and their teeth were sour from hearing it.

Emperor Hongzhi blushed slightly, but he sighed: "I regret that I should not have let you build a palace. You should not be too honest, Jifan. Sometimes, you have to be careful. This person has no mind." No."

Subconsciously, Emperor Hongzhi rolled his eyes.

Wherever the gaze passed, Liu Jian and others were shocked.

"..."

This is simply treating other people as bad elements. It seems that other people don't sell blood, but they have a heart.

What people are most afraid of is competition.

But Liu Jian and the others had nothing to say, they all lowered their heads and pretended to be wandering.

Fang Jifan's eyes were red, and he said: "Your Majesty's words are wrong. My son sometimes has a heart. Although my son has a brain disease, he is not a fool. Even if he is stupid, he will be rewarded. Your Majesty treats me very well." Rushan, my son is not sincere, but even if you donate all the money and sell your blood, it will be difficult to repay His Majesty's love for your son."

Emperor Hongzhi was overwhelmed with emotion, his nose was a little sour, and he sucked his nose.

The Weng and the son-in-law, you and me, Liu Jian and others who listened, couldn't help but get goose bumps.

okay

Easy, I was relieved to see Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao leave.

After leaving the Nuan Pavilion, Zhu Houzhao had his hands behind his back, laughing silly.

Fang Jifan glanced at Zhu Houzhao: "Your Highness, what are you laughing at, isn't it touching enough just now?"

"It's so touching, I almost want to cry." Zhu Houzhao said with a smile, "However, the more touching it is, the more I feel that there must be something unspeakable behind it."

Fang Jifan blushed, and couldn't help saying: "Nonsense...nonsense, nonsense, the minister is a..."

"Okay, don't say much, we have all come to the palace to see the queen mother, let's go to see Xiaofan and Zaimo."

Fang Jifan said conveniently, "Don't insult my personality again."

As a reminder, the two hurried to Kunning Palace, first to meet Empress Zhang, and Empress Zhang saw that the two were covered in mud stars, she couldn't help saying: "I don't know where to mess around, and I don't know how to change clothes."

Zhu Houzhao said carelessly: "My son..."

But Queen Zhang said in a low voice: "Keep down, don't disturb the two children's study."

Zhu Houzhao opened his eyes wide: "What are they learning, what are they learning?"

Empress Zhang said with a smile: "You are still a father, but you don't even know. Didn't His Majesty decree to let Mr. Wang teach them to read? It is Wang Shouren's father. The school is temporarily set up in the inner study, and the two children have already passed away." They have been studying for nearly a month, and they just came back, and now they come back to review their homework."

Zhu Houzhao was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but said: "Mother, they are still children."

Then hurried to the side hall next door to see.

Sure enough, I saw two children sitting on the table, saying that they were reviewing their homework. In fact, these two children who have just learned to walk, how can they review? They are just an eunuch, holding a book, reading in a low voice, Let the two children listen to the book that the eunuch read, presumably it was taught by Mr. Wang just now.

Zhu Zaimo's eyelids were heavy, and he wanted to sleep. He was still sitting just now, and in a blink of an eye, he lay on his back on the soft cushion, panting heavily, but occasionally, he was disturbed by the sound of reading, and opened his eyes defensively. One line, and then continue to narrow it, and then, open the line again...

so repeatedly.

Fang Xiaofan was a little older than Zhu Zaimo, but he also hugged her big head, and knocked his head on a small table on the soft mat, his nose sucked up and then flowed down again.

Zhu Houzhao: "..."

Empress Zhang followed with a stern face, and pulled Zhu Houzhao back: "There must be nothing wrong with this study. After thinking about it, my mother thinks about it. You are always idle around now, which is worrying. If you think about it, you are too late to start." Alright, alright, alright, they are asleep, let’s do this for today’s homework, don’t disturb their rest, take them back.”

The nurses took the two babies out.

In Zhu Houzhao's mind, the scene of being indoctrinated into the Four Books when he was young suddenly appeared, and he suddenly became depressed: "Mother, my son is leaving."

But Queen Zhang said softly: "My son is studying, you, as a father, still look like this..."

...

Zhu Houzhao was not happy.

look up at the sky.

The sky of the Forbidden City is very vast. The emperors of ancient times liked to sigh that I was only in this cave, as if he was so miserable.

This made Fang Jifan, who lived in the tube building in the previous life, feel very embarrassed. Your uncle, in the previous life, the balcony in the house I rented was not even two meters long.

Zhu Houzhao squinted his eyes: "It seems that the father and the queen mother dislike me very much. They don't want my son to be someone like me."

This exclamation is quite sad.

Even if everyone knows that the prince is promising, he is simply a genius.

But even his biological parents still feel that he is not someone to emulate, which is... very embarrassing.

Fang Jifan patted him on the shoulder to express his understanding.

Fang Jifan said: "Your Highness, are you hungry?"

Zhu Houzhao stared at Fang Jifan for a long time, lowered his head: "Don't eat, you can eat by yourself."

Only then did Fang Jifan realize that Zhu Houzhao was really sad.

Just like myself suffering from brain disease, I hope to be understood by others, but in fact, people always treat a person who has surpassed this era as a monster.

Even if this monster is a genius.

He didn't even want to eat Mr. Wen's side stove. His Royal Highness, how sad this must be. Fang Jifan looked at him with sympathy: "Your Highness, excellent people are always not tolerated by the world. For example, ministers are also like this." .”

"I understand." Zhu Houzhao nodded and forced a smile.

Fang Jifan couldn't help feeling emotional again: "People in this world like people who follow the steps. It seems that only following the trajectory of the predecessors can make people feel at ease. Therefore, anyone who wants to do great things will feel lonely."

Zhu Houzhao thought for a while: "Old Fang, you still know me."

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