Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Fang...Ji...Fan...

These three words seem to have magic power.

Doctor Huang's eyes were filled with shock, and then...it got complicated.

He didn't even make a sound.

After all, imperial doctors are not eunuchs in the palace. Eunuchs have no relatives or friends, and have little contact with those outside the palace.

Although the imperial physicians are used in the palace, they have social relations.

so……

He would be more worried about being beaten with a sap while walking on the street.

Or there is a fire in your own home.

Or, someone smeared manure in front of the door.

Of course, as a doctor who can help the world, he would not give up because of these trivial matters, which is not in line with the benevolence of doctors.

What Huang Yushi was more worried about was that his family would eventually be kidnapped to a dilapidated Town God's Temple outside the city.

Well, Doctor Huang is still scared.

Without hesitation, he carried the medicine box on his back, and hurriedly cupped his hands with Fang Jifan: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Several other imperial doctors, who were quite knowledgeable, also resigned silently.

Invincible... really lonely.

Fang Jifan felt emotional.

That scumbag and prodigal son unexpectedly left him a precious wealth in life, which I'm afraid even I couldn't think of.

Well, cheer up now and start healing.

So Fang Jifan came to the bed slowly.

He lowered his head and looked at it steadily. Emperor Hongzhi looked a little weak, his spirit was very poor, and his face was pale.

Fang Jifan saluted: "Your Majesty, how are you?"

"..."

Fang Jifan continued: "The minister has brought a gift to His Majesty."

Emperor Hongzhi finally let out a weak voice from his mouth: "You step back."

The voice was cold and impersonal.

This time, it was indeed hit too hard.

It was as if there was no hope in life.

But Fang Jifan did not retreat.

Our Fang Jifan resisted the edict and did not obey it. Hmph, what can you do to me.

Of course, Fang Jifan's face did not show any embarrassment.

Fang Jifan said with a smile: "After delivering the gifts, I will leave naturally."

Without waiting for Emperor Hongzhi's next sentence, he directly pulled out a stack of... letters from his sleeve.

letter?

It's just that... Emperor Hongzhi's eyes were still blank, and it was obvious that he had no interest in anything about the other party's successor.

But Fang Jifan just smiled, took out one of the letters, and raised his voice, "Do you want to read it, Your Majesty?"

"Back off!"

This time, the voice was harsher.

Fang Jifan's next move was to open the letter paper resentfully, and said: "Your Majesty doesn't want to read it, so the minister will read it."

"..." Emperor Hongzhi still had a kind heart after all, at least Fang Jifan was not in danger of being cut off.

Fang Jifan looked presumptuous, opened the letter, and then said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty: circle circle chacha..."

"..." Emperor Hongzhi felt that he was going crazy.

Circle and cross?

What does it mean?

Fang Jifan blushed: "That's how it was written in the letter... I think, the circles are crossed, I guess the person who wrote the letter couldn't write it, and I think it means Long Live Your Majesty, or Long Live My Emperor."

Fang Jifan's face was a little red, he hesitated to explain.

Emperor Hongzhi responded with a sneer.

Fang Jifan continued: "How are you?"

"..." Emperor Hongzhi continued to remain silent!

"If the emperor is sick, he must pay more attention to xxoo... Uh... Your Majesty, I think this xxoo must mean paying more attention to the dragon body..."

"I, Zhang Xiaohu, sometimes get sick, but when I'm sick, I want to eat steamed buns. The steamed buns are very fragrant and xxx...Your Majesty, you should also eat more steamed buns, and the disease will be cured."

Emperor Hongzhi's face became extremely weird.

Quite a bit of ghost upper body feeling.

A letter...read it!

Fang Jifan accepted the letter and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, these letters are written by the schoolchildren in Xishan who heard that His Majesty's dragon body is not in good health. They are children just like my ministers, so there are inevitably some nonsense in the letters. Your Majesty... do you want to continue listening?"

Emperor Hongzhi narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Jifan with some confusion.

schoolchildren...

Is it a schoolchild from Xishan?

group of kids...

This time, he did not let Fang Jifan back down.

In this silence, Fang Jifan had already taken out the second letter, and began to read again: "Your Majesty, I know that you are sick, and you need to take medicine when you are sick... I am afraid of taking medicine, but if your majesty recovers, please help me." Make the decision, Xu Jie bullies me every day, calls me ugly, so what if I'm ugly, don't bully young people ugly, the emperor must punish such wicked people, and make decisions for me..."

"..." Uh, Emperor Hongzhi wanted to die a little bit.

What is this and what...

But……

At least Emperor Hongzhi began to listen carefully.

He is a person who has never known what fun is all his life, but these children... unexpectedly

It's funny to him.

Of course...it's not just innocence that counts.

Rather... Tong Yan Wuji, such frank words must come from the mouths of these school children.

In fact, when Zhu Houzhao was young, he had many interesting things, but in the eyes of Emperor Hongzhi, Zhu Houzhao was a prince and heir from birth, so Emperor Hongzhi placed too many expectations on him, and gradually , the look at Zhu Houzhao is naturally mostly severe.

And these childish words.

He asked himself that he had been the emperor for more than ten years, but he had never been truly evaluated by others.

What a smart person Emperor Hongzhi was, how could he not know that all the sycophants around him, like Fang Jifan, praised the saints against their will? Although he had seen through the nature of these sycophants before, he was more or less confident.

He thinks... With his diligence, Haiyan and Heqing have already entered a prosperous age in this world, but it is not as exaggerated as Fang Jifan and other sycophants say.

But it wasn't until he saw so many Wang Sans that they began to subvert what he knew before, that he became completely depressed.

And now...

I saw Fang Jifan continued to read: "They all said that the emperor is a good emperor and cares about the sufferings of the people, so please get well soon. My father said that if the emperor is a saint, we will have rice every day... ..."

"He's a good person, with great potential." Fang Jifan finished reading and commented on the letter. The second letter had fewer circles, and his speech was very logical. It can be seen that he is a good boy who loves to read.

"..."

Emperor Hongzhi's heart was slightly touched, and he thought back to that sentence for a long time in his mind, if the emperor is a saint, we will have rice to eat every day...

In the children's world, they are actually no different from Wang San and others, but...they are more sincere and straightforward.

The so-called praying for the sage to come to the world is not to hope for peace in the world, but to hope that when you wake up the next day, you will not be hungry.

Emperor Hongzhi's eyes began to turn red again.

Fang Jifan still looked at Emperor Hongzhi with a smile.

In the eyes of Emperor Hongzhi, this expression was very despicable.

Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty, do you still want to hear it?"

Emperor Hongzhi was silent, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

Fang Jifan shuddered, not daring to die anymore, and quickly took out the third letter.

This third letter, Fang Jifan stared straight at his eyes, paused for a moment, then suppressed his face and said: "Circle circle chacha, circle circle chacha chacha..."

"..." Which grandson wrote this?

Fang Jifan was so angry that his teeth were itching, he quickly passed the countless circles of crosses, and went directly to look at the signature on the back.

Fang Jifan was shocked by this final signature, there are still three—circle and cross...

"Hehe..." Fang Jifan laughed dryly, gnashing his teeth in his heart, such a scum, reading a ghost book, in the world before my uncle Fang, would be shocked by Teacher Yang Xxin.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Jifan took out the fourth letter. During this time, he secretly glanced at Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi was generous, but he definitely had a city mansion.

Because of this, Fang Jifan didn't cheat in any way, and didn't select all the letters. Instead, he went directly to the school and told the students that if the emperor was sick, he asked you to write a letter.

After finishing writing, Fang Jifan didn't bother to read the volume directly, because once selected, there will inevitably be traces.

What he wants to show Emperor Hongzhi is the most authentic thing of schoolchildren.

Because in this world, there is nothing more touching than the truth.

No matter how fancy the deceitful things are, they have no vitality after all.

Just like Fang Jifan's noble personality like a green pine, the most real thing about him is truth.

Emperor Hongzhi's eyes had changed from lax to serious. He remained motionless, as if he was listening attentively.

Fang Jifan's eyes also focused on the fourth letter. This letter has a bit of domineering atmosphere. Before Fang Jifan read it, Fang Jifan felt that the arrogance of domineering had rushed to his face.

Fang Jifan's body shook, and his voice raised unconsciously: "You are the emperor? My name is Xu Jie, xxoo... As an emperor, you must be very troubled by borders... Don't worry, if you make me a general, I will bring xxxx back to court within three days, my name is Xu Jie, Xu Jie’s Xu, Xu Jie’s Jie, you have to remember it well, if you forget my name, you will be xo forever.”

Fang Jifan blushed.

Please, can you show some face?

"Ahem..." Emperor Hongzhi coughed.

Fang Jifan was startled, quickly dropped the letter, lifted Emperor Hongzhi from the bed, and patted him on the back lightly.

"Your Majesty... this, this Xu Jie has nothing to do with the minister, and the minister doesn't recognize him either." Fang Jifan said hastily.

Emperor Hongzhi closed his eyes, sat on the couch, leaning against the soft cushion, blushing, and finally said a weak word from between his teeth: "Read!"

"Remember?" Fang Jifan began to feel guilty.

He only thought about Tong Yanwuji, and wanted to impress the emperor with the most sincere emotion in the world.

But what are these schoolchildren doing?

Taking a deep breath, Fang Jifan said unconfidently: "Your Majesty, I have read it, they have nothing to do with my minister... Your Majesty..."

"Read on..."

Emperor Hongzhi emphasized

Although he looked extremely tired.

But……

He wanted to hear it.

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