Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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"Get to the point."...

Under the attention of Emperor Hongzhi, Fang Jifan no longer said polite words, but said plausibly: "The matter of farming is of great importance. Although His Royal Highness has an overview of the overall situation, I am still afraid...that things will not be done well."

Emperor Hongzhi, who was in a good mood, frowned suddenly. This is a major event, which is related to the people's livelihood of the country. It must not be sloppy. Fang Jifan, you boy, was full of confidence just now. Turning around, you said you were afraid that you might not be able to handle it?

So he lowered his face, showing a little seriousness, and said, "Fang Qing's family..."

It really changes as soon as it is said, just now it is still the successor, now...it turns out to be ignorant, and Emperor Hongzhi continued: "Fang Qing's family will do their best."

"Of course." Fang Jifan had a purpose this time, and he said with a swearing face: "The Fang family has been loyal and good for generations, and this minister is no exception. What I mean is... I heard that the youngest son of the British prince, Jin Wuwei Bai The household officer Zhang Xin is smart and capable, it would be great to have his assistance."

"..."

Zhang Xin...

Emperor Hongzhi did have an impression.

This man is Zhou Wangjun's horse, and the youngest son of the British Duke Zhang Mao. He was also given a silver belt. Now he is serving as an errand in the Jinwu Guard and guarding the palace. Several times, Emperor Hongzhi came in and out of the palace and was accompanied by him. .

That young man is indeed a real person, but a little too honest.

At this moment, an eunuch came in from outside and said, "Your Majesty, the Duke of England has arrived."

"pass."

Zhang Mao felt that Fang Jifan was really rude. When he saw him, he just ran away. He ran to the Nuan Pavilion. This kid was itchy.

But... the business is important, Zhang Mao is just trying to frighten Fang Jifan, in the palace, how dare he attack Fang Jifan.

At this time, he was wearing a beam crown, and under a bullfighting suit, there was a fox fur lining, showing a little clue at the round lapel; a gold belt was tied around his waist, and his body was slightly fatter, and he wore it now. He was bloated, but under his thick eyebrows, his eyes were still shining brightly, giving him an unusually burly and heroic feeling.

After entering the Nuan Pavilion, he bowed his knees and said in a loud voice: "Old minister, I have seen Your Majesty. Your Majesty ordered you to sacrifice to the Taimiao. The ritual of offering sacrifices has been completed. You are here..."

"Qing family, you came just in time." Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhang Mao with a smile.

This made Zhang Mao a little strange, what is it called just right, what's the matter? Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fang Jifan.

Emperor Hongzhi said slowly: "Your son Zhang Xin, can you serve in the Jinwu Guard?"

"Yes." Feeling confused, Zhang Mao asked, "Is the dog..."

"He's very good." Emperor Hongzhi said indifferently: "From now on, I will order Zhang Xin to be served by the hundred households in Yulinwei Tuntian, and he will be appointed as the deputy hundred households!"

This is an understatement, Zhang Mao almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Jin Wuwei's transfer to Habayashi Guard is a flat tune, which is nothing. After all, whether it is Jinwu Guard or Habayashi Guard, they are all pro-military members of the pro-army, with equal status, and are more noble than ordinary pro-military.

But... Zhang Mao wanted to remind Emperor Hongzhi that his son was an official of a hundred households.

Originally, this son had been tempered for so long. In theory, he should seek a job next, or go to Nanjing to defend, or to grind in a border town again, and he should be promoted to Qianhu. This is like Zhang Mao. Honorable nobles, regarding the career plans of your nephews, how come in the blink of an eye, from the official of the hundred households of the Jinwu Guard, he became the deputy of the hundred households of the Habayashi Guard? In the army, there is a post of deputy thousand households, but there is no deputy hundred households. A deputy is added in front of the hundred households. No matter how you listen, it looks like the eunuch in the warm pavilion, something is missing.

Zhang Mao felt something unpleasant in his heart, his face was ashen, and he wanted to explain to his son, but this sudden order really caught him off guard, and he didn't even know what happened.

So he carefully chewed on His Majesty's words, and suddenly thought, Habayashi Wei, where is the need for farming, and how did he come to the Hundred Houses of Farming?

"Tuntian Hundred Households..."

Emperor Hongzhi smiled and said, "It should be the hundred households in Xishan Tuntian, and the hundred households are Jifan. He recommended his son!"

"..." Zhang Mao's eyes were wider than copper bells, and he suddenly felt a sense of regret for not strangling Fang Jifan to death.

People always prefer some of their youngest sons. Zhang Mao has many heirs. Although he is strict with this youngest son and often beats him until he screams, he is still a father after all.

He... feels distressed.

"Shibo..." Fang Jifan smiled happily at Zhang Mao, and his voice was full of joy: "Please rest assured, my nephew will take good care of brother Zhang Xin."

This is a hostage. From today onwards, Fang Jifan is Zhang Xin's immediate boss. Do you still dare to beat him up?

However, in order to take precautions, Fang Jifan decided to run away first, but he must not leave the palace with Zhang Mao. After all, this Zhang Shibo is angry, so he must be irrational.

…………

At this time in the Wang family.

Wang Shouren was being confined at home, so he had to obediently stay in the study and study for the past few days.

It's just...he is obviously not a peaceful person. Although he is disappointed with Fang Jifan, he still has two things on his mind.

This Fang Jifan, so contrary to common sense, actually planted melons in such a weather, could it be... is this person really a lunatic?

It's too counterintuitive. If he is a lunatic, why are his five disciples all admiring him and even throwing themselves at him? These five people are not ordinary people. They are all among the best in the examination. The future must be great.

He felt very restless, and when he opened the window, it was still cold and windy outside, and the scenery was gloomy, and on his skinny face, he seemed preoccupied.

His eyes seemed to be looking into the distance, just thoughtful.

Another thing...Fang Jifan thought that Guizhou's suppression of thieves must be frustrated...but...

Wang Shouren couldn't help but a wry smile erupted in his heart, and he re-studied the strategy of Guizhou's counter-insurgency army. This is indeed the safest method, and frustration...doesn't exist.

Wang Shouren was quite confident in his military strategy, so thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh.

But at this moment, there were noisy voices in the mansion.

Wang Shouren frowned slightly, and saw the steward coming in a hurry, still holding something in his hand, dragging it with a plate, and said cautiously: "Master, master...Look, look, it's a rare thing."

Rarity?

When the steward approached, he pulled the red silk off the tray and found a piece of watermelon.

The watermelon was bright red, but Wang Shouren's eyes flashed with astonishment: "This... this is..."

"It's watermelon." The steward said happily, "This was given to the officials of Zhan Shi's mansion by His Royal Highness this morning. One piece for each person. The master is a little Zhan Shi, so naturally he accepted the favor, but the master is a little reluctant to eat it. So I entrusted people from Zhan Shifu to bring melons to the young master to eat. Young master, this melon... is rare. It is said that it has health-preserving effects. It is said that there are twelve ones outside, but it is already valuable now. There is no city."

However, Wang Shouren's complexion turned pale, his eyes widened, and he looked at the melon as if he had seen a ghost. ..."

After that, I couldn't say it.

Suddenly, Wang Shouren had a strong urge to know what kind of person Fang Jifan was.

………………

Fang Jifan felt that life was very good, he was promoted, and he was about to make a fortune, and then, Fang's Hundred Households in the village was officially established.

This is an exciting day. Fang Jifan wore the imperial unicorn clothes early in the morning, carried the imperial sword, and wore a golden belt around his waist. He went to Zhan Shifu first, and later, he had to go to the Baihu House in Xishan a trip.

Seeing Fang Jifan, Zhu Houzhao looked very happy, waved to Fang Jifan, and saw Deng Jian timidly following, obediently waiting outside the hall.

"Old Fang, when shall we leave for Xishan?"

Fang Jifan smiled and said, "It's up to your Highness to make up his mind. However, since we are going to farm in Xishan, we must have a plan."

Fang Jifan had an idea, and ordered Liu Jin to take a pen and ink, and then said with a smile: "Aside from watermelon, what else is Your Highness interested in?"

Zhu Houzhao thought about it for a long time, and then he said a word: "Scallions."

"Very good." Fang Jifan glanced at Zhu Houzhao appreciatively, then picked up his pen and wrote it down.

This kind of thing requires brainstorming. Fang Jifan is still very concerned about democratic procedures, so he treats everyone equally, so he looked at Liu Jin again: "Where is Liu Jin, can you tell me?"

Liu Jin scratched his head, and smiled flatteringly at Fang Jifan: "Fang Baihu, slaves like to eat courgettes."

The so-called pickled cucumbers are actually cucumbers, brought back from the Western Regions by Zhang Qian in the Western Han Dynasty.

Cucumber is a good thing. It can beautify the skin, but I don’t know if it can nourish the kidney. Fang Jifan nodded and said: "Yes, yes, Liu Jin is very discerning." Remember it again.

The other companions around Zhu Houzhao also started to chatter: "Carrots." "The servant only likes to eat rice, can I grow rice?"

rice?

Fang Jifan shook his head, rice is too water-intensive, it is not suitable for the north, some things have to be practical, he said: "Change to another one."

...

So in a short time, many fruits and vegetables were written down on the paper.

At this time, Fang Jifan thought of someone, glanced outside, and shouted: Deng Jian, Deng Jian..."

Deng Jian was waiting for the young master outside the hall, when he heard the young master calling him, he hurried into the hall and said, "What is the young master's order?"

Fang Jifan looked at him with a smile, and rarely asked with a pleasant face: "What do you like to eat?"

"Ah..." Deng Jian scratched his head, thought for a long time before saying, "I love chicken."

"..." Fang Jifan's face fell instantly, and he suddenly had the urge to hit someone.

Take a deep breath and be civilized...

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