The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Liu Jian and Li Dongyang stared at each other.

After being silent for a long time, Liu Jian said: "Is this an ancient evidence?"

This is to ask Li Dongyang whether similar things happened in ancient times.

Confucian officials attach great importance to historical experience.

Now this matter is too speechless. Think carefully, how to deal with it, you have to have a basis.

Li Dongyang shook his head: "No."

Yeah, the thing of resurrection ...

"But ..." Li Dongyang thought about it: "There is one thing, almost the same thing."

"Huh?" Liu Jian was a little confused.

He wanted to go back and read the book.

Li Dongyang murmured halfway: "When the Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Li Ling ordered to attack the Huns, but unfortunately he was defeated and surrounded. At that time, the news reached Changan. The Emperor Han Wu followed the advice of many people and thought that Li Ling served his relatives with filial piety. With the heart of serving the country, he will definitely serve the country with death, and will never be greedy for life or death. Therefore, everyone thinks that he died in war. The emperor even personally decided to pay his family, and later ... I realized that Li Ling was still alive ... … "

Liu Jian was silent.

He felt that Li Dongyang was here to add chaos.

He knew this allusion.

Later, everyone discovered that Li Ling was still alive and turned out to have surrendered to the Huns.

So, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was furious, and the Li Ling tribe was exterminated.

Those who vowed to defend Li Ling were convicted.

Now everyone is talking about Fang Jinglong's death and resurrection. What do you say about Li Ling?

"What should I do now?" Liu Jian interrupted the allusion in an interesting way and continued to ask.

He knew Li Dongyang was scheming.

Li Dongyang pondered for a long time and shook his head.

"Hey ..." Liu Jian couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Why did you live?"

Everyone has accepted that you are dead, so much preparation work has been done for your death, you suddenly lived, is it worth the hard work of so many churches?

Of course, the idea is fleeting.

Liu Jian said after a moment of silence: "If you live well, just live."

He immediately said: "It is reasonable to see Your Majesty. Such important events should be requested by His Majesty."

"But now, rushing into the East Hall, I'm afraid ..."

"What time has it arrived, things are urgent."

Li Dongyang thinks it is right, right, and hastened the right to do things right. Is it wrong?

He and Liu Jian made a wink, and the two hurried towards the East Side Hall.

This scared the other eunuchs and guards. Someone whispered: "Liu Gong, don't lose the instrument, don't lose the instrument."

But who dares to stop the cabinet junior and assistant university junior and cabinet juniors?

The two have rushed into the temple bravely.

But at this time, the prosecutor was still chanting a long sacrifice, and the emperor Hongzhi stood in the hall, his eyes reddened.

Fang Jifan cried in a low voice.

Zhu Houzhao dragged his head.

Liu Jiandao: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty ..."

He said this.

The court officer seemed to have seen a ghost.

This sacrifice can't be read anymore.

The emperor Hongzhi looked back with surprise, looking at Liu Jian and Li Dongyang.

Immediately, he frowned and Long Yan was furious.

On such occasions, so bold, this is the collision of heroes.

If it is a living person, no matter how the collision, as long as the living person does not care about it, it's okay, even the beard, but it doesn't matter.

But what is the occasion now.

Emperor Hongzhi looked sullenly and looked at Liu Jian and Li Dongyang with an angry expression.

Liu Jian and Li Dongyang only smiled bitterly in their hearts, and of course they knew the consequences. The two fell down: "Your Majesty, Chen ... You have to hurry ..."

Emperor Hongzhi interrupted him politely: "The sky is falling, it should not be played at this time, you are so anxious, I come to ask you, is the sky falling?"

Liu Jian busy is the first to say: "The sky has not fallen ..."

"Both ..."

Li Dongyang stepped up and said: "But your majesty ... people are alive."

People ... live.

In the East Temple, all of a sudden, the bird was silent.

Everyone looked at Li Dongyang in amazement.

People ... live?

Fang Jifan's cry also stopped abruptly. He looked up and looked stunned: "Who ... lived?"

Liu Jian looked embarrassed: "His Royal Highness the King of Xinjin County ..."

call……

There were sounds of one breath breathing in the temple.

Emperor Hongzhi felt that his back was chilling.

ghost?

Are they hell?

Liu Jian was busy taking out the sheepskin roll, and stepped forward: "Your Majesty, please see, this is the express letter sent to Golden Island."

Then the sheepskin roll was delivered to the emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi trembles his hands, taking a look in his face, opening ... inhaling, and then looking up, his eyes blank, for a long time: "Ah ... strangely strange!"

"..."

Fang Jifan confessed: "Your Majesty ..."

Emperor Hongzhi suppressed his hand: "Don't speak first."

Emperor Hongzhi took the sheepskin roll and looked back at Fang Jinglong's deity.

Then he frowned: "Liu Qing, what do you think?"

Liu Jian smiled bitterly: "I don't know."

This is honest.

Emperor Hongzhi then carried his hands on his back and began to walk in the hall.

In the distance, the British public official Zhang Mao and the court officials were terrified.

Today, this ritual rule is completely broken, this is a signboard.

Emperor Hongzhi stopped and looked up, suddenly said: "Ji Fan, you come."

Fang Jifan wiped tears: "Your Majesty ..."

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Your father is still alive."

Fang Jifan's mouth widened with eggs.

Emperor Hongzhi squeezed out his smile: "This is a happy event, a big joy, no matter what, people are just alive."

Everyone was shocked.

Emperor Hongzhi handed the sheepskin roll to Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan took it. At first he was half-trusted and doubtful, but he really looked at it, and suddenly ... all of a sudden, he understood ... So silly: "Sure enough, haha ​​... haha ​​........."

His laughter shook rubble!

With this smile, all the officials outside were scared and their faces changed.

Lying trough, is this not Fang Jifan's voice?

Is he still a human being?

His father was dead, he could still laugh.

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Emperor Hongzhi was happy on the face, and then it was speechless again.

He looked dumbfounded at everyone's courtesy officer, at the incense, and the thick corset.

Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help saying: "This is a crime of bullying the king."

"Not count!" Fang Jifan was anxious: "Your Majesty, speak conscientiously. The report from there is more than thirty knives. The son always said that his father Jiren has his own appearance, which is by no means short. The person of Shou was bitten by his majesty, saying that his father had scrounged or scrounged, and his son thought that even if he was bullying the king, it was also his majesty who bullied himself. "

When faced with a question of principle, Fang Jifan is not stupid. It is not his own sin. What do he admit?

Emperor Hongzhi relaxed a bit: "It seems ... this is the case." Instead, he was relieved: "But ..."

Suddenly he felt now ... that he could hardly get up riding a tiger: "How to deal with it here? Should the sacrifice still be carried out?"

He looked at Zhang Mao in the distance.

Zhang Mao: "..."

"Your Majesty ..." Liu Jian immediately said: "The old minister thought that the sacrifice could not be continued anymore. There is no sacrifice for the undead."

"So ..." Emperor Hongzhi rubbed his temple painfully: "But it's been almost halfway."

"It's okay!" Emperor Hongzhi flicked his sleeves, and suddenly, fluttered with a smile: "Haha ... good life, good life, um, let's go, let's go immediately to Fengtian Temple, here's the thing ... Zhang Qing's family."

Zhang Mao was still in shock, unable to calm down for a long time, he bowed: "The old minister is here."

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Here, you come to the aftermath and continue to perform sacrifices. It's just a sacrifice. Choose one yourself. Whoever loves the sacrifice will sacrifice."

Zhang Mao: "..." It took him a long time to get back to God: "The old minister obeyed."

Emperor Hongzhi looked around: "Get up and go back to the palace!"

Fang Jifan was happy, looking at the sheepskin roll in his hand.

It has been said for a long time that my father will never die. How can my little Zhuge Fang Jifan get his name out of nowhere?

Suddenly, the haze in Fang Jifan's heart disappeared, and he said with a frown: "Your Majesty, the children are driving."

He said, catching up in two or three steps.

The hundred officials from outside had a lot of discussion, and they whispered again.

But at this time, in the East Temple, the emperor Hongzhi hurried out under the auspices of Zhu Houzhao, Fang Jifan and others, said nothing, went straight out of the Tai Temple, and disappeared.

Everyone stood stunned dumbfounded.

The guards and eunuchs went away for the most part.

Qunchen walks neither, nor walks.

Soon, news came.

The king of Xinjin County ... still alive ...

Suddenly, the officials were in an uproar.

Lying trough, why didn't you say it early?

The entire Tai Temple was almost exploded.

That Liang Chu almost stomped: "I gave the Fang family a gift ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I also followed."

"Now people are not dead. Is this gift money refunded?"

Silence again.

The answer is free.

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In the East Temple.

The sacrifice continued.

Fang Jinglong's divine position has been withdrawn.

Since Fang Jinglong can't be sacrificed, let's sacrifice to the other soldiers in the East Hall.

The ritual officer quickly took out the new sacrifice. Fang Jinglong was new. His sacrifice needed to be written by a dedicated person, but all the other sages in the East Pavilion were available.

Sacrifice the chant, followed by food, and then burnt, burn incense and pray, even more so.

It's just ... Today's sacrifice is a little different.

The chief priest Zhang Mao, when listening to the rituals, could not help but from time to time, suddenly burst into a smile.

So, he was busy covering his mouth.

Other etiquettes changed their solemnity and couldn't help but laughed.

"Zhuangsu, Zhuangsu!" Zhang Mao coughed: "Don't laugh, don't laugh."

Everyone has a tense face.

Zhang Mao suddenly covered his stomach: "No, haha ​​... haha ​​..." He wanted to laugh again, and felt his signboard was smashed, and wanted to cry. This crying and laughing, the ceremonial officers were speechless for a while, so they had to Zhang Mao was waiting.

Zhang Mao finally stabilized his emotions, wiped his eyes, wiped his eyes red, and tried to make his voice choked a little, Shen said: "Don't blame the ancestors, don't blame ..." But couldn't help thinking, next ... how to end it.

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The second chapter is delivered. I will sort out the plot today and I will return it tomorrow.