The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

This was the time Wang Shouren had entangled Fang Jifan for so long, and Fang Jifan was the most patient with him.

After listening to Fang Jifan's words, Wang Shouren took a breath of breath without surprise. Obviously this time he was more surprised than before.

"What are you doing so hard for what? What are you pursuing?" Wang Shouren stared at Fang Jifan deeply.

Looking at Wang Shouren's stubbornness, Fang Jifan smiled first, and then Dayi said awe-inspiringly: "I wish for my life, both for myself and for the people."

Wang Shouren's eyes flicked sharply and asked the roots, "Is it for myself, or is it a life?"

Fang Jifan glared at him: "With my personality, there are more people in life."

Wang Shouren's face suddenly looked like a fly, and he was not the kind of person who could act like the real thing like Fang Jifan.

So Fang Jifan saw his different colors at a glance and sneered: "Why, don't believe it?"

"I ..." Wang Shouren said with difficulty: "Faith."

Fang Jifan shook his head, tragedy ...

"You don't believe it!" Fang Jifan looked at Wang Shouren and broke Wang Shouren's lies.

"But ... what do you believe me or not?" Fang Jifan pouted, holding his hands in disdain.

Despise him.

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Fang Jifan has only cared about his sweet potatoes for the past two days, so he has been hiding in Xishan, thinking of the large-scale experimental field has hope, and a large number of sweet potato seedlings began to cultivate. Now that everything is ready, I owe it to Dongfeng.

Despite the current drought, Fang Jifan is always silly and straightforward, staying in the conservatory, fangs.

Happy.

This expression looks in Wang Jinyuan's eyes, and I don't know what it feels like. My second half of my life depends on Fang Gongzi, although Fang Gongzi is digging coal and planting melons, oh, trial production of colored glass, this is colorless. The finished product of Liuli has already been produced. Wang Jinyuan has seen it with his own eyes. It is really shocking to the heavens, but it is a pity that no matter how many surprises there are, Wang Jinyuan ... but always feels unreliable.

Fortunately, Fang Gongzi has always been abnormal, and Wang Jinyuan was used to it.

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In Fang ’s house, when his son was not at home, Fang Jinglong came back from the Dudu Mansion of the Five Armies, and the door stepped down and said in a low voice, “Master, a guest is here.”

Fang Jinglong glanced at the sedan not far away, frowning slightly. Isn't this Xu's sedan?

Sister, here again?

The last time the girl went to the door, he was melancholy for a long time.

She has changed ... she almost has no idea who she is.

The little girl who loved to laugh before, now looks frowning, watching Fang Jinglong distressed.

However, even if she came to save her relatives, it seemed extremely cold, and there seemed to be no emotion on her face. Fang Jinglong even suspected that this girl might not be able to take another step in the future.

But who would have expected that this girl is here again today.

Fang Jinglong doesn't show his voice. After all, family ugliness cannot be exaggerated. Although this is not a family ugliness, such things can't be revealed.

So he nodded at the door and quickly stepped into the hall, where he saw the girl sitting in the hall.

The tea served by the next people was already cold. The girl only sat down, looking awkward, and seemed to want to get up and leave at any time.

Fang Jinglong coughed before she recovered, but she was busy turning her face to the side.

Fang Jinglong couldn't help saying: "Sister, you are here ..."

In half of the words, even if the military officer was born, Fang Jinglong was not so thick that he didn't notice the strangeness of the girl, but he saw a palm print on Fang's cheek. Although the palm print is not very obvious, it can be looked at carefully. Seeing a faint shadow faintly.

Fang Jinglong suddenly ignited, and a fire in his belly burst into flames, and said sharply: "Who hit this, his mother, which dog thing dare to hit my Fang Jinglong's sister? What's going on?"

Yes, Fang's family is from famous people anyway. As for her sister, because Fang's family is thin, Nanhe Bofu is his maiden.

The eldest brother is the father. Fang Jinglong is now the head of the Fang family. What is going on now, even the daughter who marries the Fang family dares to fight?

Fang's busy said: "Brother, I ..." She seemed to think that the palm print on her face had disappeared a lot, and no one would notice it. Who knew that Fang Jinglong saw it through her eyes, and her eyes were reddish immediately, holding her long sleeves Wipe tears.

"Brother, don't say anything, go out, others want to joke."

"My mother-in-law tells him what jokes are not jokes. You said, who the **** is this? When the people of our Fang family are dead? There are still people who are brave enough to dare to deceive them?"

Fang sighed faintly, "I am in the Xu family, and my father-in-law is very good to me. As for the husband, although he is not very upset, it is all because of his father's shadow, and he can't fault me. There was a woman, but it was very difficult to get along with. We went to Beijing together this time for the purpose of the empress and the empress to celebrate the birthday. On this way, she picked my fault everywhere, I ... "

Fang Jinglong suddenly understood.

The person who worked should be the wife of Xu Zhengdao, the son of Wei Guo.

In fact, this kind of thing is really foreshadowing. In this era, the eldest son of the eldest son is the chief owner of a family. The long room not only inherits the family business, but also inherits the title, and is the head of the future family.

As for the younger brothers, they have to rely on the long house to spend their lives. As long as they do n’t separate, this long house is just like a normal house. Once angry, finding a leader, it is not impossible to drive out the younger brothers.

Wei Guogong's eldest daughter-in-law is the daughter of Qiang Guogong, whose family background was extraordinary, and because of the birth of his grandson, this position is in the Xu family, which makes him unique.

Fang Jinglong's face was a bit regretful and unwilling.

Of course he was not reconciled, not because he said that his Fang family feared the family history of Qiang Guogong. Although Qianggong was ranked as the Duke, the town of Yunnan, Fang Jinglong did not necessarily fear them.

The crux of the problem lies in the identity of the eldest daughter-in-law. With her maiden family and the future head of the Xu family, how can she be arrogant? The Fang family has no way at all.

If so, what's the use? The girl still has to continue to live with the Xu family, and it will only get worse in the future.

"Hey ..." Fang's sad face.

"I knew it was better than marrying an ordinary person or being insulted by her. She was the daughter-in-law of Qian Guo Gong and a long room. She came to Beijing together, but my two rooms still have to rely on her. In order to get close to the empress dowager, I hope that I can fight for a future for my husband. Brother, I am here to teach you not to start out for me. Such family matters are unclear, unclear, and unreasonable. In the final analysis, we still have a worse family history than others. I lived with Nuan and I was really upset and depressed. But in this capital, I did n’t know where to go and thought about it. Still come here to sit down, here ... after all, it is half of my maiden. "

Fang Jinglong couldn't help but tears in his eyes, although Fang's words were plain, but did she know her situation and inner feelings, he also said that he married the second son of the Xu family, it was a perfect marriage, but who had expected it? There are so many hidden feelings.

At this time, Fang barely smiled: "Is it better to follow Fan's brain disease?"

"Ah ..." The topic changed a little bit faster, and Fang Jinglong froze for a moment before returning to the gods: "Okay, much better, he also scrambled."

Fang's Youyou said: "But let him be less fooling. I heard some things from the woman, saying that it was Jifan who followed the Zhang family, and the Zhou family was very unhappy, want to come ... I'm not happy with Jifan, maybe because of this, she made me even more intensified, brother, come and sit here with you, I feel a lot more comfortable, I have to hurry back, now it's not early, if it is If I stayed outside for too long, I was afraid that she would have to make trouble again. "

Fang Jinglong smiled bitterly: "Not much sitting."

Fang stroked the line in front of her forehead and seemed to try to cover the bruises on her cheeks with silk. She barely smiled: "I will come next time."

Fang Jinglong, personally sent her out, watching the **** young girl get on the sedan under the help of the person, and walked away slowly. Fang Jinglong had another kind of melancholy that could not be said.

Fang Jifan over there, after two days of busy work, finally came home.

Fang Jifan saw Fang Jinglong, who had not seen him for many days, at first sight, and saw him look sad.

"Daddy ..." Fang Jifan looked at it carefully, and saw some kind of worry in Fang Jinglong's eyes, but he didn't break it. He smiled and greeted Fang Jinglong.

"You came back on duty, it was hard work. Come and come, dad boiled the porridge for you, come, and take the porridge ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Fang Jinglong immediately resumed his smile.

Soon, a hot bowl of porridge was brought up, and I saw longan, lotus seeds, and a red date, this is Fang Jifan's favorite food, all said that the gentleman is far from the kitchen, but occasionally, Fang Jinglong will be down The cook boiled some porridge water and soup for Fang Jifan.

In his view, these are all good things for the body. The prosthetic hand is for others, and it is very uneasy. People are sloppy or lazy. If the fire is not enough, Ji Fan does not like to drink.

After sitting down, Fang Jifan took a few sips of porridge and wiped his mouth. "I won't eat it anymore. I'm going to the palace and wish the empress dowager."

Fang Jinglong saw that Fang Jifan only ate a few bites and then did not eat it. It suddenly showed a pitiful color, which was too bad. This was the porridge that had boiled for three hours. The red dates, longan and the lotus seeds in it were all He carefully selected.

But when Fang Jifan went to celebrate the Empress Dowager, Fang Jinglong not only did not feel happy, but showed a somewhat worried look: "You offended the Zhou family?"

"No, who said that." Fang Jifan said indifferently.

Fang Jinglong did n’t have much to ask: "Be careful when going to birthday."

"What?"

Fang Jinglong smiled and shook his head, said: "Nothing, nothing, good son, take two more bites."

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