Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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When Zhu Xiurong saw Fang Jifan, he first showed a gentle smile, and then twitched his slightly raised nose in grievance, his eyes were full of grievances and tears.

Fang Jifan's heart moved, and he strode forward, but before he opened his mouth...

Zhu Xiurong raised his head slightly to look at Fang Jifan, bit his lips and said, "It's all your fault, I know His Majesty must have taken you away. It's been two years since you left. You're still my own brother, but you don't do good all the time. I... I ..."

call……

Fang Jifan took a deep breath, and his eyes felt a little wet.

A place where you have a wife and children is your home just now.

Fang Jifan feels that walking on this place that belongs to his own home, with the closest people around him, this kind of life is the most complete!

The sky is full of stars, people who have been reunited for a long time are always a little more tender, the night passes quietly, when the sky is dawn, Fang Jifan is rare to get up early!

He first checked the account books, and within two years, Xishan's wealth on the books doubled again.

Fang Jifan couldn't help sighing.

Buying and selling this thing, in fact, at the beginning, it was based on everyone's ability; but when the capital accumulated to a certain level, perhaps it was based on contacts.

It's just that when the wealth has accumulated to a certain amount, then...the so-called vision, contacts, and even skills are all meaningless.

Huge capital itself has the power to crush everything.

Even if it is a barren land, if you take one thousand taels of silver, at most you can cultivate the land, build some farmhouses, buy some cattle, hire manpower, grow some cash crops, and earn some small profits.

But if you have one hundred thousand taels of silver, you can connect roads, build workshops, recruit people, buy equipment, and earn greater profits.

And once you have one million taels, ten million taels of silver, you can build a new city here and make huge profits.

Of course... Fang's book is not one million taels or ten million taels, but hundreds of millions.

Even a pig can increase its value crazily.

Of course, Fang Jifan didn't mean to insult Wang Jinyuan, he was just making an analogy.

He sat idle for a long time, his abacus rattling, although he still kept in mind that he was a person of noble character, but he was still happy in his heart.

At noon, after having lunch with his family, Liu Jin hurried over and said, "My lord, my lord, something has happened, something has happened, hurry up and see you in the palace."

Fang Jifan frowned lightly and said, "What happened?"

Liu Jin said with a bitter face: "Your Majesty was furious and ordered the godfather to enter the palace immediately."

Fang Jifan had long been used to the perverse Zhu Houzhao, so he stretched his eyebrows and got up slowly: "Let's go, let's take a look."

Urged by Liu Jin along the way, he hurried into the palace, and when he arrived at the Fengtian Hall, he saw that all the officials and furniture were there, and everyone was terrified.

But there was a book of memorials scattered under the desk.

Mou Bin, commander of Jinyiwei, prostrated himself on the ground, trembling.

Zhu Houzhao, with his hands behind his back, paced back and forth impatiently, looking furious, and his eyes were as sharp as sharp knives.

When Fang Jifan entered the palace in a hurry, he couldn't help feeling horrified when he saw this behavior. What's wrong?

It seems a little serious this time?

Without waiting for Fang Jifan to salute, Zhu Houzhao saw Fang Jifan with sharp eyes, and said loudly: "My regent is here, and you came just in time. I just want to ask you, old Fang, tell me, tell me, It's really unreasonable, it's just... just... deceiving people too much. I am a big Ming Huairou, and I never expected that there are... there are jumping beam clowns who are so vicious. For bullying me, Daming, and humiliating me like this, I'm afraid... it will be difficult to rest in peace."

When Fang Jifan heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

Damn...what the hell happened?

Which bastard is so blind that even the emperor dares to provoke him!

Fang Jifan looked around, but saw that all the officials were silent and looked strange.

Fang Jifan took a deep breath: "Dare to ask Your Majesty, what is the reason for this resentment?"

Zhu Houzhao continued to hold his hands behind his back, stopped and stood still, his eyes were about to burst into flames: "What is it? What is it? Huh! What else could it be? Someone has bullied me. Take a look, take a look at this memorial, Osman The newly appointed envoy, the guards he brought with him when he entered Beijing actually exceeded the etiquette regulations. Not only that, his guards actually ate the watermelon from the vendor in Dongshi and refused to pay him. Fang Jifan, tell me, isn’t this heinous? , Are you insulting my Ming Dynasty, are you deceiving others too much, and are you not taking our ancestors and our Ming Dynasty seriously, come on, tell me."

Fang Jifan: "..."

Fang Jifan was silent.

At this time, it seems that he is being tortured by his conscience.

He finally understood why the officials were silent.

After all... the imperial court appoints an official, it is somewhat shameful.

"Say it, tell me." Zhu Houzhao's face was ashen, with a look of resentment: "I'm here to listen to you!"

Fang Jifan blushed: "..."

Then, Fang Jifan stared at Mou Bin coldly.

Mu Bin is such a bastard, he really can't handle things.

Commander of the dignified Jinyiwei, you have collected so many criminal evidences, you just caught it

Got a melon?

a long time……

Under Zhu Houzhao's staring gaze and the shameful and angry gazes of all the officials, Fang Jifan took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind and said: "Your Majesty, this... this is really outrageous. I think ...This guard is so rampant, it must be instigated by an envoy, the so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, this envoy is so ignorant of the court, connivance of evil slaves to commit murder, the Ottoman king must be inseparable, this... this... This is a conspiracy, Your Majesty, this is a huge conspiracy by the Ottomans in an attempt to provoke. In my humble opinion, behind this matter, it must not be so simple. Your Majesty... Even if I go to Dongshi to eat melons, that is also money Yes, a guard of an Ottoman envoy dared to do this... but dared to do this... Wait, I will take care of it first."

Fang Jifan worked hard for a long time before he took another deep breath... People are like this, once there is no bottom line, it doesn't matter, Fang Jifan said righteously: "Yes, I finally understand, the melon, the scorpion, this word From the bronze inscription, the original meaning is ornaments, ceremonial guards, and weapons. The ancient sages mostly used melons as ritual vessels. Cai Yong in the Han Dynasty once wrote: "Everyone who rides in a chariot is covered with golden melons, and the yellow house is left." , the feather-covered golden melon here has the implication of the emperor's ceremonial guard. The Ottomans eat melons with sinister intentions, which makes people terrified. Your Majesty, this melon means Jiuding. They eat melons to covet me Daming Nine Cauldrons Golden Gourd, such evil deeds are really appalling, and I can't even imagine that their scheming is so sinister. My Daming Ancestral Temple is still being watched so covetously. I suggest...that this matter must not be let go, Your Majesty is a genius of heaven, and he is clearly aware of the details, and knew his sinister intentions early on, he is really very wise.

The hall was very quiet.

All the officials looked numb, and some secretly yawned.

Zhu Houzhao, however, was fascinated by what he heard, and stared at Fang Jifan with wide eyes. It was not until Fang Jifan finished speaking for a long time that he said regretfully, "Is it over?"

Fang Jifan said sincerely: "The so-called monarch is worried about the humiliation of the minister, and the emperor humiliates the minister to death. Now the minister is full of grief and indignation, and he is full of righteous indignation. He only wishes to kill the thief with his own body and serve the emperor. The minister... the minister is speechless. Even Jiang He It is difficult to express the resentment in the hearts of ministers with endless words."

Zhu Houzhao finally sat down, slapped his thighs, widened his eyes, and said excitedly: "Well said, that's what I want to say, I inherit the fate of my ancestors, and I will never bear this insult. Fang Qing's words are just right. I mean, gentlemen, this is the end of the matter, how can you sit idly by and ignore me, you have eaten my salary, and you should be loyal to me, shouldn't you say something?

This is being called by name, and the officials are finally unable to desert.

But at this moment, it seems that there is nothing to say.

It's just... the palace is still eerily quiet.

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