Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Fang Jifan read the letters one by one.

The thoughts of schoolchildren are extremely weird.

Their creativity far exceeded Fang Jifan's expectations.

Some asked for candied haws.

Some worry that they will not be able to marry a wife in the future.

I also hope that the government can arrest my parents and lock them up for ten or eight years.

There are also those who look forward to the future, some want to be a general, some want to be a qualified miner, and some... want to marry a princess...

It's really unreasonable, Fang Jifan tried hard to find the signature of this rival in love, but in the end, it was another xoo.

It's okay, go back and check the handwriting, are you afraid that you won't find anyone?

Taking a deep breath, Fang Jifan took out another letter.

Emperor Hongzhi listened very carefully, he was still leaning softly on the cushion, motionless.

But Fang Jifan found that his eyes gradually regained some color.

Fang Jifan was in a good mood, cleared his throat, and continued: "Fang Engong said that the emperor is ill..."

Well, the sentence is fluent, there are no circles and crosses, Fang Jifan nodded secretly, this little guy is not bad, besides Fang Jifan, he is already considered the best among children.

"My father said, Fang Engong is our great benefactor, and the great benefactor should not lie."

Fang Jifan couldn't help tears welling up in his eyes. After reading this, he applauded in his heart, ashamed, ashamed. Although Fang Jifan doesn't like to lie, he is honest and reliable, but I have said too much. After all, I am not good at being praised by others.

"But I still feel that Fang Engong is lying. How can the emperor get sick? He eats a lot of meat every day... He eats thirty pigs, five cows, and a hundred chickens a day. My mother Said, if you eat more steamed buns, you will not get sick, and the emperor will definitely not get sick if you eat so much."

"I heard from my father that there are thousands of beauties around the emperor, playing with him, the emperor is happy every day, how could he be sick..."

"..."

Emperor Hongzhi's expression suddenly fell.

What the hell is this all about?

When did I eat so many pigs and so many chickens, am I a fool?

I have dismissed so many maids, why are there so many beauties playing by my side? This is slander...

Emperor Hongzhi glared at Fang Jifan, Fang Jifan wanted to continue reading, Emperor Hongzhi's body trembled a little, he tried his best to say: "Stop reading, just come here, help... Help me to get up..."

The words "Help me up" made Fang Jifan's eyes shine.

So Fang Jifan hurriedly supported the unbearably humiliated Emperor Hongzhi to sit up straighter, and then, the Emperor Hongzhi didn't know where the strength came from, and he snatched the letter from Fang Jifan's hand directly, then bowed his body and bowed his head Looked carefully.

The handwriting of this letter is immature, with many typos, but...

"This is slandering me..." Emperor Hongzhi said angrily and amusedly: "Has anyone read these letters?"

It seems that even though he was depressed, Emperor Hongzhi still cared about his last bit of dignity.

Fang Jifan said conveniently: "No one has seen it except the minister."

Only then did Emperor Hongzhi let out a sigh of relief. He suddenly looked up at the gauze curtain in front of the couch, and said in a daze, "I...are you a faint king?"

"No!" Fang Jifan said firmly.

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly said strangely: "Then what is Zhen? These days, I have been thinking, what is Zhen?"

Fang Jifan said without hesitation: "Your Majesty is the Emperor."

Emperor Hongzhi sighed.

Seeing the opportunity, Fang Jifan suddenly put on a serious face: "Your Majesty read these letters, what do you think?"

"..."

"Your Majesty doesn't say anything, but I'm willing to speculate. They... are all children. They haven't reached the age to understand the dangers of the human heart, let alone how difficult life is. Since their future path is in their own hands, but It is also in the hands of His Majesty."

"There are tens of thousands of Wangsan in the world, and there are also thousands of little Wangsan. Your Majesty, the Wangsan are already like this. Do you still want to sit here and think about those insignificant issues? Your Majesty , These little bastards still have expectations for their future."

"Their future depends on His Majesty. Perhaps His Majesty can't give them a future, nor can he give them good food and clothing. But His Majesty's diligence can make them eat an extra bite of rice tomorrow. A piece of clothing, this...is enough."

Emperor Hongzhi stared blankly, then stared at Fang Jifan suddenly.

Fang Jifan was actually betting, he was betting that Emperor Hongzhi was a man of sentimentality.

In history, Emperor Hongzhi was very diligent, so there are two versions in later generations.

One theory is that Emperor Hongzhi was out of the need to maintain his rule; the other theory is that Emperor Hongzhi had great feelings and was a person who truly loved the people.

Both theories have their own points of view.

But Fang Jifan believed that both of these points were present in Emperor Hongzhi.

He loves the people from the bottom of his heart.

Since this heart disease is to be cured, it must be cured by the people!

At this time, Fang Jifan went on to say: "Twenty years later, these schoolchildren may be displaced like Wang San in the past, with no clothes and no food to eat.

Tingsheng breeds hatred. Twenty years later, these schoolchildren may also live a stable life like Wang San now. Although they are not rich and powerful, they still have clothes to wear, food to eat, and shelter from wind and rain. Like ordinary people in the village, selling their strength, although it is insignificant, but after hard work, they can still support their families. "

"Twenty years later, what they will look like is actually in your majesty's thoughts. If your majesty continues to be unwilling to eat as they are today, then they will starve to death in the future. If your majesty does not forget the original intention today, eat as usual , so that the world will be in order, then they will have a chance to have enough to eat. Nothing in the world can be done overnight..."

Hearing this, Emperor Hongzhi looked away, ignored Fang Jifan, but picked up the letters and read them again.

"..."

Fang Jifan's mental draft was suddenly useless. He had already prepared a long speech, but now... it's a bit embarrassing.

Emperor Hongzhi concentrated his attention and carefully read every word in the letter. Sometimes... he couldn't help smiling, and sometimes frowned slightly.

Just like when he read the memorial.

As if he was dealing with major affairs in the world.

When he saw a sentence in a letter - the emperor must be the emperor, don't be lazy...

He suddenly felt his nose a little sour.

In all dynasties, no one would have dared to say such death-defying words in front of the emperor.

But these words... inexplicably made him feel a little heart-warming.

Tong Yan... originally had a healing function.

An adult, the more knowledgeable he is, the more he sees the minds of all kinds of people, the more he has a city, the harder it is to be infected by others.

But some words with innocence are always easy to make people feel a lot.

Emperor Hongzhi took a deep breath, but his eyes were already red. He stared at the sentence on the letter paper for a long time, "be good to the emperor". The crooked strokes, like rain, warmed his heart. some.

"What's this person's name?" Emperor Hongzhi pointed to the channel.

Fang Jifan leaned over and saw that oxx was written on the signature, and subconsciously said: "Circle fork."

"This child..." Emperor Hongzhi laughed suddenly, with tears in his eyes: "Haha, he can write other characters, but he can't write his own name?"

"And this Xu Jie, why is he always bullying others? He has already beaten three children of the same age." Emperor Hongzhi's mood is rarely so light, or since he ascended the throne, he has been tense, and now finally He let out a long sigh of relief, and actually patiently smoothed out each of these letterheads, and tidied them up carefully!

Then, he looked up at Fang Jifan and said, "What did you want to say just now?"

"..." Fang Jifan was stunned for a moment: "I want to say, Your Majesty will maintain..."

Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand: "Don't talk about these nonsense, the truth... I know more than you, your so-called remonstrance, a little Hanlin can say 10,000 times better than you."

He stretched out his hand and let out a sigh of relief: "Come... help me to the ground."

Fang Jifan was overjoyed, Emperor Hongzhi... the sullenness in his heart was finally relieved.

It's just... His Majesty is already like this... Will it be unbearable to lift up?

Emperor Hongzhi gave him a cold look: "If I don't help me up, how can I eat?"

Seeing that Fang Jifan was still a little hesitant, Emperor Hongzhi simply supported the bed to get up, stepped on his boots slightly tremblingly, and went down to the ground, his whole body suddenly became much more energetic.

At this time, Emperor Hongzhi said again: "You are right. There are many Wang Sans in the world. I have already failed a group of Wang Sans. I can't fail them anymore. Is there something wrong with me? I must have made a mistake in my administration, but What's the point of this, it's not too late to make up for it, those schoolchildren are really interesting, it's rare that they wrote so many letters, even if they are a little bold, they also take care of my family affairs?"

Fang Jifan was ashamed.

Emperor Hongzhi put his hands behind his back, although he was weak, but his spirit finally recovered, he walked around the screen slowly, and said: "I suffered a lot when I was young, so I was thinking, my son is Hou Zhao , must not repeat my mistakes, I want to let him have no worries; the same reason, Wang San also suffered a lot, but Wang San's sons, their parents, definitely don't want them to be like me, right? I can't bear to let them be like Wang San. I used to always want to be a sage and a virtuous king, what kind of peaceful and prosperous world, what kind of Haiyan and Heqing. To be a sage, it is better to be down-to-earth and not a bad emperor, that is enough, what are you... What are you still doing? Don't talk? Aren't you very good at talking just now? Come, come, I sit here, I listen to you."

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