The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Although Zhang Mao is a martial artist, his brain is also very easy to use. The word he said is the son of a deceased son, which suddenly arouses the deepest fear in Fang Jinglong's heart.

Of course, the iron hit was hot, Zhang Mao's eyes snapped, and his eyes glared at Fang Jinglong. He continued: "And to be honest, it is said that there is the usual demerits of Ji Fan in the palace. It is a problem to attack the lord. "

"Not so." Fang Jinglong took a breath of breath: "Your Majesty should not be such a cold and thin person."

Zhang Mao seemed to feel that this was a bit serious, but after seeing Fang Jinglong, he was determined to adopt a roundabout policy. He squinted and said lightly: "My boy Zhang Xin, you have seen it. Last year, He won the second place in the school reading, won the silver belt, and has a lot of scenery. Later, as you know, His Majesty personally decided to give marriage, and married the daughter of King Zhou and the Lord Longting County to him. Last year, Do n’t you invite you to drink the wedding wine? You see, it ’s so stylish, it ’s not a secret, the Lord Longting County is now pregnant. "

Silver belt, marrying the master, child ...

Fang Jinglong worked hard to take a deep breath, and his eyes seemed to shine, looking at Zhang Mao enviously.

Fang Jifan has smelled a sense of feeling to be finished.

I saw Zhang Mao suddenly snapped the case and shouted, "You know, why did I, Xiaoxin, Zhang Xin, get the second place in the school reading, was given a silver belt, and married Longting County Lord?"

Fang Jinglong stayed for a long time: "No, I don't know."

"Beating!" Zhang Mao brandished his old fist, and said fiercely: "No beating, no beating, no beating, no talent; three days without beating, going to the house to expose tiles; beating without reading, beating with bows and horses. Beating to the death, even if it looks good, you have to beat it, this is called Fangwei Dujian! He is honest, you go to beat him, he will be honest, no longer thinking badly, beating his mother The **** rolled and urinated, knowing to be progressive and hard-working. Since he beats dozens of times a year, he becomes a good child; if he beats a few hundred times a year, it wo n’t matter if he gets a silver belt. It ’s not yet in hand, old man, I want to beat, do n’t beat, and do n’t say the **** do n’t know the rules, they ca n’t say that they ca n’t get sent, they ca n’t get sent, and they ca n’t look at you, they ca n’t look at you, then If you ca n’t marry, if you ca n’t marry, you ca n’t hold your grandchildren, you ca n’t hold your grandchildren.

Fang Jinglong was pale with horror, but Zhang Mao portrayed the beautiful prospects for him, and he had a fatal attraction for him. Holding his grandson ... was getting a silver belt ...

But in the end, he was discouraged again, and looked at the pitiful Fang Jifan lovingly, and his heart softened again: "Hey, don't hide, I can't help."

Fang Jinglong was just sighing. In fact, he didn't know the reason for the filial son under the stick, just ... When Fang Jinglong was on the battlefield, he didn't know how many people he cut down, but he didn't have any way to deal with this son.

Zhang Mao just waited for his sentence, and quickly said: "The old man can do it for you! Saying something to you, I have listened to this guy's evil deeds. The old man can't sleep for a few nights with his itchy hands, and can't sleep. . If you do n’t teach you a lesson today, it will tickle your body, and you ca n’t do anything about it! ”

Zhang Mao is a military commander. At that time, he shot kung fu. At this time, he held out his hand and spit foam in his palm, rubbed it, and turned his palm into a fist. The big fist of this casserole showed that Fang Jifan's eyes were straight.

"Shibo, what is our complaint, what hatred?" Fang Jifan mourned from the heart.

Zhang Mao shouted and stood up, his sturdy chest rising and falling like a mountain, his eyes widened and said: "No hatred, no complaint, I just do n’t see you being so eager to go forward, hang on, do n’t succeed, do n’t fight. The prodigal boy. You run, you run the old man to see, just get fisted here, if you dare to run, grab it back and hang up and hit you for three days and three nights. "

Fang Jifan choked silently, looked at Zhang Mao with a grudge.

Zhang Mao has come from a long way, and his fists are twisted, full of green tendons, and the knuckles are crunched by him.

I die, his sister, if you do n’t want to be a prodigal son, you will get caught and get a needle. You feel at ease and become a prodigal son.

Fang Jifan looked towards Fang Jinglong.

Fang Jinglong couldn't bear it, and couldn't help saying: "Brother Zhang, be lighter, don't break the bone, the meaning is enough!"

"......"

"Slow!" Fang Jifan had to take a deep breath and struggled for the last time: "Shi Bo, he was marching to war, and he was also famous about whether a division was famous. What did the nephew make?"

Zhang Mao froze for a moment, then sneered: "It's a big mistake for your father to worry about nothing."

Said that he no longer gave Fang Jifan the opportunity to quibble, and he had waved his fist.

Fang Jifan watched that big fist was about to fall on himself, only to hear the sound of his heart beating violently, and even forgot to dodge for a while.

"Uncle, uncle ..."

Just at the moment of the accident, the anxious voice came from the head.

Saw that the door came in, and Fang Jifan was so scared that his face was pale.

Zhang Mao was subconsciously attracted by the gasping door, his fist held high.

Fang Jinglong was originally sitting side by side, trying to dissuade him, but kept silent with tears in his old tears, watching Zhang Mao's fist suddenly stopped, but he was relieved.

"Uncle, the envoy came in the palace, the envoy came in the palace, Your Majesty has a will!"

Your Majesty ...

Fang Jinglong shivered, and the body just relaxed was lifted up in one breath.

At this moment, he only felt that the sky was turning, he was so caressing his forehead that his face was pale and finished!

Only the British official also said that the palace had an opinion on his son, and the hind leg was coming. Isn't this the end?

Although His Majesty is generous, he is a gentleman. If he wants to learn about Jifan, he must be angry.

Zhang Mao also reacted, but his face changed a little, and he was worried. He glanced at Fang Jinglong and said, "I heard in the palace ... Hey, look, I told you earlier, it came out under the stick Filial son, Lao Fang ... This time I am afraid it will be a disaster. "

Fang Jinglong was bitter on his face, and just shook his head: "It's my fault, it's my fault. I regretted not listening to Brother Zhang's words, which caused such a disaster. Take the command, the son doesn't teach, the father passes, If His Majesty moved the anger and inherited the vassal, my father would only suffer for this son, and it would be a big deal to go outside the Meridian Gate and ask the offspring to sin. "

Zhang Mao glared at Fang Jifan, "Your father was killed by you for something that didn't show up."

Say, the two hurried to the middle door.

Fang Jifan was also taken aback by this sudden situation, and felt that his back was chilled. He did meet the emperor today. The emperor's Laozi would not clean up because he said nothing, right?

If so, it is really a pit father.

He chased out in a hurry, and arrived at the middle door. Sure enough, he saw that there was an **** here ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Fang's family had opened the middle door. Are avoided.

The **** looked up and saw the British public official Zhang Mao, and smiled favorably at Zhang Mao.

Zhang Mao was iron green, but he hummed.

Fang Jinglong's face was pale, and the **** opened the imperial edict on his hand and said with a voice: "Nan and Uncle Fang Jifan accept the will."

Is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Fang Jinglong suddenly spread on the ground, his eyes are red, it is difficult to contain the tears, bow down, crying silently.

Sure enough, it was Fang Jifan's will. How could His Majesty know Ji Jifan? It wasn't because Ji Fan was usually so wicked, this is really bad.

Zhang Mao couldn't help but sigh, but sympathized with Lao Fang even more. Some of his sons are more prosperous than others, but look at Lao Fang's family, only such a single seedling, now ...

He shook his head and brought up such a son, unfortunately his family.

Fang Jifan also bowed anxiously.

Only listened to the eunuch's voice, "Emperor Fengtian Chengyun, said ..."

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