The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Ouyang Zhi listened, although there was no hesitation, but he was a little dull. After a while, he nodded and said, "The student knows, and the student will prepare for it."

"Wait a minute." Fang Jifan was a little reluctant to Ouyang Zhi, and every disciple is the heart of Fang Jifan! Seeing that Ouyang Zhi was going to do such dangerous things, Fang Jifan couldn't help it.

Ouyang Zhi walked a few steps before turning back.

There was no fear on his face, no fear, no excitement.

Nothing at all!

No sorrow and joy!

Fang Jifan looked at this face that will not change, and said seriously, "For the teacher, I forgot to tell you that you have to live well. In order to keep you alive, being a teacher ... and let someone help you."

Ouyang Zhi was stunned and said in surprise: "Dare to ask the teacher, I don't know who it is?"

Fang Jifan said in earnest: "A talented genius, with him, can be assured of being a teacher. Such a big thing can only be solved by someone as outstanding as him."

Ouyang Zhi took a deep breath, the teacher never looked up to others, but who else can be so praised by the teacher?

This person ... must be a combination of wisdom and courage, both culture and martial arts. It is an amazing person.

"Okay, you go."

Fang Jifan waved his hand and made Ouyang Zhi get out.

He hates parting because parting is too sad. Since he hates it, let this person disappear in front of him quickly. The pain of parting is resolved.

………

After an hour, a person was summoned by Fang Jifan.

This person is Liu Jin!

Seeing that he was going to the main hall of Fang Jifan, Liu Jin reluctantly spit out the plum that had been sucking for a long time from his mouth, wiped his mouth, and entered the hall solemnly.

As soon as he entered the hall, he obediently bowed down and said: "The grandson has seen the grandfather, and the grandfather passed on the grandchildren, I don't know what to say."

Fang Jifan looked at Liu Jin with a smile: "Come and come, don't be polite, hurry up. When the Lord sees you, the whole person feels relaxed, and he is full of energy."

Liu Jin was warm in his heart, and quickly stood up, but he also stood up and said, Gong Jin said: "Grandpa, grandchildren are glad to see you."

Fang Jifan looked at Liu Jin and said happily: "Call you, there is one thing to ask you, what are you good at?"

Suddenly asked by Fang Jifan, Liu Jin was puzzled, but he still thought about it and scratched his head and said: "Serving Your Highness Prince."

"..."

This grandson obviously does not know that he is a person with great potential.

Fang Jifan smiled patiently and continued to ask: "Will you do it?"

For a moment, Liu Jin's face was green, his head looked like a rattle, and his eyes were horrified: "Grandchildren will not, where would grandchildren do such things, grandchildren ..."

Fang Jifan's smile disappeared at once, raised his hand, and gave him a slap in the face, angrily: "Dog-like things."

Liu Jin was photographed with seven meats and eight elements, covering his cheek gang and looking at Fang Jifan with a disapproving look.

Fang Jifan scolded angrily: "Your grandfather, you dare to deceive your N's, do you eat dinner when you are your grandfather?"

Liu Jin was terrified, trembling, and said hardly: "Grandchildren ... Grandchildren ... will ... will be so little."

Liu Jin said, on the one hand, he was not so confident.

Fang Jifan narrowed his eyes, and the anger on his face disappeared a little bit: "Really? Then make an analogy, there is a family, he has a lot of land, how can he squeeze some silver from him?"

Liu Jin tilted his head and thought for a while: "Tie his mother first ... it is not possible, so he said that he rebelled, killed him, and ruthlessly copied the house; or maybe he was a thief, a salt dealer, yes, Say he sells private salt. Or ... "

Liu Jin carefully consulted Fang Jifan, fearing that he would still be beaten, and said tremblingly: "Otherwise, it is said that the ancestral tomb of his family is under the pressure of the dragon veins, and the bones of his ancestors were dug out ..."

Fang Jifan took a breath.

This ... is really not a particular person.

In fact, the same eunuch, Liu Jin in history is really not too particular about it. People also know to play a little high-end stuff, but Liu Jin does not, he has no compulsion.

After Wu Zong succeeded to the throne in history, Liu Jin suddenly became so powerful that this guy could become the head of the eight tigers, and become a scum of people resentment. Everyone must get rid of it quickly. On the one hand, Liu Jin ’s authority is too large, on the other hand, it is also It has something to do with this guy's unreasonable work, this man ... the roughness of the means, it is also well-known on the list.

But Fang Jifan couldn't help but sigh: "Talent."

"What?" Liu Jin's eyes widened in surprise.

Fang Jifan smiled and said: "I have a big thing for you to do. Dingxing County needs a guardian eunuch. I will recommend you to your majesty."

Liu Jin was taken aback for a moment, and then he looked like he was about to cry. "Grandpa, grandson has to serve the prince."

What a guard, what a guard! As long as Liu Jin stays with the prince, he will be the ancestor of the eunuchs in the future.

He is not happy to go.

Fang Jifan comforted him: "This matter is of great importance, as long as it is done, it is a great contribution. Then, you will be a great hero of Ming, not only that, but you will come back to serve your prince. , You ... do n’t forget, I ’m your lord, in this world, where is there a lord who does n’t hurt his grandson, will I hurt you? "

Fearing that Fang Jifan would be angry again, Liu Jin nodded suspiciously: "The slave-servant has been taught by the godfather recently and has always wanted to do something good."

"..." Fang Jifan patted his shoulder, and Yan Yuese said: "Good thing, don't do it for the time being, you only need to do one thing when you go to Dingxing County."

Liu Jin is a little ignorant, this is weird: "What?"

Fang Jifan said: "Take care of your housekeeping skills, as you just said, use all the means of pouring those **** into the stove, um ... if you can do this, even if you can do it for the country, it will benefit you. . "

"..."

Fang Jifan said very simply: "Okay, don't continue to wordy with you, this matter, you have to do it if you don't do it, you have to do it, and I'm too lazy to continue the argument with you. Get out of the capital tomorrow, Prince There, I will tell you that Master Ye needs your talents today. If you are still messing around here, do n’t blame him for being angry. Master is angry and he ca n’t control himself. "

Liu Jin cried.

She shed tears that were not removed.

He wants to be a good person.

Just like the godfather taught, kindly treat people in this world ... but ...

"The grandson understands." He nodded sadly.

…………

Fang Jifan started with his back, and everything was ready.

What matters most in this world?

Of course it is talent!

With talents, many problems can be solved without much effort.

On this point, Fang Jifan is still quite confident, and what he is best at is meritocracy.

In this case, of course, I have to ventilate with His Royal Highness.

but……

He found that the prince went to Xishan's theater.

This is a day, the theater has not opened yet!

But at this time, it was very lively here.

Zhu Houzhao looked at "Five Passes" with great interest.

On the stage, Wu Sheng and Tsing Yi are practicing babbling, under the stage, playing the lute, playing the gong, playing the drum, playing the board, and erhu and so on.

The people in the troupe are rehearsing to prepare the track for the Dragon Boat Festival.

Zhu Houzhao was sitting alone, looking very happy, and said anxiously: "Kill, kill, kill!"

Fang Jifan sat behind him slowly.

Zhu Houzhao was so fascinated that he had not noticed Fang Jifan.

Wait until the song ends.

Finally, the pipa player is still practicing.

This is a woman with some freckles on her face, but she looks good and looks nervous, but her fingers are delicate ...

This pipa has extremely high demands on people.

Fang Jifan couldn't help but get interested, and said to the woman playing the lute: "Can you play" Ambush in Ten Sides? "

The woman looked at Fang Jifan in amazement.

Fang Jifan remembered this, ambushing from all sides, but the name of future generations, he smiled and said: "" Huaiyin Pingchu "."

The woman smiled timidly.

So he began to tune, tried it, and got up and Fang Jifan blessed him.

Fang Jifan sat quietly, and Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but say: "What is an ambush? Yeah, you still like to listen to pipa."

Fang Jifan said: "Pipa is military music ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Have you read Bai Juyi's" Pipa Travel "? You sit down and listen to it."

The woman took a deep breath and still seemed nervous.

She recognized Fang Jifan.

In the past, she was only playing the lute, which was called the drama. It was Xia Jiuliu, who followed her father and played for people in various restaurants. Bo Jun smiled. In this era, the woman who showed her head is almost imaginable. Countless people despise and despise.

But she is a happy family, and this cannot be changed. The suffering suffered in the first half of her life and the sadness of her displacement are even harder to say.

After that, the troupe was established.

Fang Jifan established more than a dozen opera groups and established theaters.

And she finally has a stable residence, so she can concentrate on practicing her pipa.

In Xishan, the rules are strict.

No guest dared to rude to the actors in the troupe, otherwise, it was not as simple as being beaten out, no matter who it was, it would really be broken.

Although she is not outstanding in the troupe, it is rare to have this stability, and even the performance costs on weekdays can be regarded as generous.

Today, she still lives with her father, but the situation is much better.

She looked at Fang Jifan gratefully, and looked at this handsome and tall boy, her head, her face reddish, with a bit of shyness, she first tried the audition. This "Huaiyin Pingchu Qu" was called by Fang Duwei Ambushing from all sides is really apt.

Because of this song, it is the song with Chu Bawang surrounded by Han Bing.

This song is both grieving and clanging, and there are countless Han soldiers killed, the anger and helplessness of Chu Bawang, and made the hearers start to struggle, then fear, and weep.

Settling, she quietly raised her eyes and looked at the pair of men who wanted to listen and listen, and finally began to fiddle with the strings.

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