Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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The matter of Frangji can be regarded as an agreement.

Since His Majesty asked Fang Jifan to deal with it, Fang Jifan seemed to have a hundred ways in his mind.

In this world, there will always be a kind of person who walks with heavy burdens, that's right, Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan took the order and left immediately.

Liu Jian and others also left one after another.

Seeing outside, Xiao Jingde pulled his head and knelt in the cold wind, as if he was listening to His Majesty's further judgment.

Fang Jifan walked over with his hands clasped behind his back, and when Fang Jifan passed by, he suddenly shouted: "Oh my goodness."

Such a call.

Xiao Jing was taken aback, he was uneasy, suddenly being bluffed like this, it is conceivable that his whole body almost bowed, and he turned around with a miserable expression.

Fang Jifan only turned his back to him, and then cleared his throat: "Today's weather is fine, so I want to hang my throat and sing "The Case of the Beauty"."

Xiao Jing's face was miserable, he was about to sweat profusely like soybeans, but he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly realized that this Fang Jifan, you have to be careful, you really need to be cautious and fearful in the future.

However, Fang Jifan took square steps and sang triumphantly: "My son-in-law, take a closer look... It is written on the front that Qin Xianglian is thirty-two years old, and she is suing the current son-in-law for deceiving the king... Your Majesty, the man who repents of marriage invites you!" East bed, he killed his wife and son, his conscience is broken!"

This word is very appropriate.

My son-in-law...

Um?

Not quite right.

This son-in-law is a son-in-law who serves the country and the people, how can he be compared with that scumbag Chen Shimei?

This "The Case of Gui Mei" is unlucky, I don't like Peking opera anymore, so Huangmei Opera, or tea-picking opera is better.

But Liu Jian and others followed Fang Jifan, their eyes were straightened when they heard it.

Listening to this song... I feel very comfortable, especially the words, which are even more comfortable.

Liu Jian and Li Dongyang looked at each other.

Li Dongyang likes to listen to operas, just now when Fang Jifan sang triumphantly, he was surprisingly serious, although he only sang a few lines, he suddenly had a feeling of resonance with it.

"Fang Duwei, stay here."

Li Dongyang said with a smile.

Behind him, Liu Jian and others also smiled slightly, as if they were watching.

Fang Jifan stopped and turned around, "Mr. Li, how are you?"

Seeing Fang Jifan's pure smile, Li Dongyang sighed in his heart, but cheered up: "But I don't know, what song was sung by Fang Duwei just now?"

Fang Jifan suddenly understood something.

What I sang just now was the case of Peking opera.

This is almost the most classic piece of Peking Opera.

And what I sang was the climax of the plot, and it didn't take long for Chen Shimei to be beheaded.

Fang Jifan refused to speak, his face was a little red.

"This, this...singing casually." Fang Jifan said.

Li Dongyang shook his head: "When you listen to this song, it is both bright and dignified, but it also has a sense of sadness and indignation, which is very rare. There is also this word, which is easy to understand. You must know the way of opera. It’s absolutely impossible to keep it secret, so that it can move people’s hearts when you hear it. Fang Duwei just sang that, that... the son-in-law is deceiving the king, who is he despising?"

"Nonsense." Fang Jifan said righteously: "This is the case of the beauty, not the son-in-law of this dynasty, but the story of Bao Zheng."

"Bao Zheng is the son-in-law?" Li Dongyang's eyes lit up.

Liu Jian and others also joined together.

The story of the case of guillotine beauty was written in the Ming Dynasty, that is to say, it has already begun to spread. After that, it was combined with Bao Zheng's sequel novel Sanxia Wuyi and so on, and finally derived "The Case of Guimei Beauty" opera.

This "Guild Beauty Case" is almost the pinnacle of opera. Peking opera itself has integrated operas from all over the world, and finally became a great success. After two or three hundred years, it became popular all over the world.

Plus this household story.

Especially at the moment, Liu Jian and others like to listen to the story of the son-in-law.

It was very exciting to hear, and I felt a lot more comfortable.

"This song is from "Baogongan Baijiagongan". It's really good. When the old man saw the part about the son-in-law, he also applauded it. Although this book is a story about the world, it also has its merits."

"Yes, yes, why don't Captain Fang sing another song?"

"Fang Duwei, don't be modest, I'll be all ears."

"..." Fang Jifan blushed, you guys really like "The Case of the Beauty", and it must be our son-in-law who wants to kill you.

But...Fang Jifan had a thought, this Beijing opera...

Fang Jifan said with a smile: "I sang it casually, but I forgot now, what about Bao Zheng, what about Chen Shimei, I don't know them, but since you do, let me listen to it."

Li Dongyang felt very sorry.

But he stared at Fang Jifan and said, "Fang Duwei, that song just now, if you have such a talent, don't let it go to waste."

Fang Jifan let out an oh.

He seemed to see Li Dongyang's moved face, so he chuckled: "I need to go to Daming Palace to see, see you later."

He turned to go and slipped away.

Liu Jian stroked his beard and shook his head, looking helpless.

Li Dongyang was thoughtful, as if he was still recalling the tune, the singing, and the subconscious movement of his lips.

Xie Qian sighed

Qi said: "This kid, in order to curry favor with His Majesty, it can be regarded as spending real money. I heard that there is an urgent transfer of money everywhere in Xishan. Boxes of this white money are sent out of the city. Recruited There are tens of thousands of people who eat, drink, and scatter money, and collect rare treasures everywhere. Judging by the situation, he really wants to build a separate palace no less than the Forbidden City."

Li Dongyang laughed: "If his father knew, he would have died of anger."

In any case, although the fact that Fang Jifan and the crown prince took away the emperor and grandson bothered them, at least there was one more thing that made them feel more at ease. For example, this guy... I heard that he was about to go bankrupt.

For a palace of such a huge scale, the amount of money spent is sky-high.

Liu Jian coughed: "Okay, okay, don't look at people as jokes, I'm not a good guy in the market, other people's life is miserable, it's unlucky, I'm a majestic prime minister, and I'm relied on by His Majesty, how can it be a joke? People...cough cough...don't laugh, don't laugh, Fang Duwei is unlucky, so should we laugh? Aside from being messy sometimes, isn't he also very good at other times? "

As he spoke, Liu Jian suppressed his face and wanted to spit out his breath, but he tried his best to hold back.

Both Li Dongyang and Xie Qian couldn't help laughing.

Finally, Liu Jian covered his heart, and laughed suddenly, out of breath: "Hey, I teach you not to laugh, what's so funny... haha... okay... let's stop here... haha ..."

Li Dongyang and Xie Qian couldn't hold back any longer, and if they didn't laugh anymore, they were really going to hurt themselves, so they burst out laughing.

………………

By the end of the year.

The weather is getting colder.

The first phase of the Daming Palace project is considered complete.

Near the capital, there are all flat plains. Except for some mountains in the north and northwest, they are mostly plains with a sweeping view.

This first phase of the project cost a lot of money. In order to speed up the construction period, almost tens of thousands of craftsmen worked together.

Among them, the problem involved is the problem of coordination. In the past, it was done step by step, but now, all projects are going hand in hand.

Of course, the most important contribution is the use of concrete, which greatly shortens the construction period.

But what really matters is money.

Fang Jifan almost spared no expense, money...he has it, and it is a steady stream. In order to build this Daming Palace, the Fang family almost took out all their own family assets.

The craftsmen began to become more and more skilled.

Even the designers have begun to be better at drawing graphics. They have even begun to learn to standardize the numbers on the plane and elevation drawings. The foremen holding the drawings can understand what to do next just by looking at the drawings. Here What size is it, what size is there.

All the bricks, stones and concrete are ready-made, and the flowers and stones quarried from the nearby mountains are all coordinated. The stonemasons turn countless natural stones into various flowers and stones, and the concrete roads paved with asphalt criss-cross.

The precious trees and flowers transplanted one after another, although they are bare in this cold winter, the rudimentary form of the garden has been revealed.

The paths paved with anti-corrosion wood, and scattered pavilions and pavilions, the decoration inside has already begun to be decorated internally.

With the help of Franji, a huge bell tower will stand in the Daming Palace.

In addition, a large number of rare treasures began to be transported, including exotic items and current rare treasures. Fang Jifan was heartbroken for this.

Seeing that most of the first phase of the palace city is coming to an end, on the one hand, it is preparing for the second phase of the palace city, and on the other hand, it is to continue to refine the first phase of the palace city.

Fang Jifan rode his horse and went back to West Mountain. These days, it has been snowing for several days. The snow is as thick as heels. After getting off the horse, Fang Jifan went to Zhen Guo Mansion one deep and one shallow.

As soon as he entered the Zhenguo Mansion, a stream of anthracite heating came rushing towards his face. Liu Jin was standing at the door, and when he saw the godfather coming, he took off Fang Jifan's coir raincoat that was still covered with snow, and said, "Master, His Royal Highness is inside."

Fang Jifan nodded and walked in.

I saw Zhu Houzhao frowning.

Fang Jifan stepped forward and said with a smile, "What is His Royal Highness doing here?"

Zhu Houzhao said: "Great-grandmother's health is not right again. Ben Gong went to check on her. She caught wind and cold again."

Fang Jifan sighed inwardly, at Zhou's age, to be honest, she has long passed the time of knowing her destiny, and now she is completely supported by the surprise care of the harem, and every year is a hell for her.

Zhu Houzhao said: "She is not feeling well, she doesn't think about food and drink, and her birthday is coming up, so I have to coax her to be happy."

Fang Jifan smiled and said: "This... is easy to do. It's not just a birthday gift. I built a new palace. Although I have gone bankrupt and my family is empty, it's still easy to buy a birthday gift."

Zhu Houzhao shook his head: "Great-grandmother is at this age, no matter how rare a treasure she has never seen before, she would hardly like any birthday gift."

Fang Jifan nodded, expressing his understanding. After thinking for a long time: "Does he like beef?"

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