Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Emperor Hongzhi rarely got carried away with complacency.

Usually, even if there is something to be proud of, it is just hidden, eh, don't praise this brat. Where, where, besides causing trouble, what else can this brat do?

He seldom drank alcohol in the past, he was drunk after only two glasses of wine, which shows the boringness of life.

Therefore, the Emperor Hongzhi boasted and looked around, as if because the ministers did not give him a satisfactory answer, he strengthened his tone: "Ah, let me tell you, my son-in-law spent thousands of dollars to build a palace for me." Ten thousand taels of silver. I am not too demanding on you, but is your son-in-law willing to spend ten thousand taels of silver to honor you?"

"..."

Liu Jian's ministers were speechless.

"Ah, talk, come, Liu Qing's family, you speak first."

Liu Jian glanced at Fang Jifan's stupidity, and said in his heart, this Fang Jifan is stupid, and His Majesty wants everyone in the world to be stupid?

If my son is like this, if he empties the house and gives it to someone else, I will kill him.

Liu Jian said with a smile: "What your majesty said is that ministers are far inferior to your majesty."

"Yes, yes." The palace immediately exploded: "Fang Duwei is really a god. Although we have a son-in-law, we are far inferior to him."

"Fang Duwei donates money with righteousness, which is really a model of a son-in-law."

"Your Majesty is delighted to have this son-in-law."

Everyone chatted one after another.

It's all praise.

Emperor Hongzhi was very happy to hear that, and laughed.

Fang Jifan was a little confused, no matter how it sounds, it is not a compliment, it seems to be mocking.

I, Fang Jifan, are upright, why do you always speak with irony?

Fang Jifan sat down and took a few sips of wine with him.

But seeing many people leaning their heads together, whispering in low voices, they couldn't help laughing.

Even Xie Qian couldn't help but talk to Li Dongyang next to him: "Fang Jifan thought he was very smart in the past, but he didn't know what medicine he took wrongly. Didn't Mr. Liu have a son who worshiped Xishan Shuyan? Be careful, the so-called defense by day and night is difficult to guard against house thieves, isn't this Fang Jifan a big house thief?"

Li Dongyang just bowed his head, and said cautiously: "Xie Gong said carefully, the reason is the same, but if it is punctured, it will be bad."

Xie Qian said with a sneer, "That's right, that's right."

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The Xishan Theater Troupe was established.

Riding on the west wind that the Empress Dowager loves this Beijing opera so much, the entire theater troupe in the capital became jealous.

At that time, many nobles were there, but now, remembering that Shiro visited his mother, many noble families are now talking about Yang Silang's love for Mrs. She, and it has become a fashion.

As a result, the Xishan Theater Troupe has a list of recruiting talents, and many troupes want to come to seek refuge.

After selecting a group of young people with good voices, Fang Jifan ordered people to build the Xishan Theater in Xishan.

Xishan is a good place. The most important thing is that it is only a dozen miles away from Daming Palace. Well, it is roughly between the fourth and fifth rings. have to come here.

When people come, it is easy to handle. The farmhouse here can also be driven along the way. There is also a commercial street that sells snacks, melons and fruits, tea and juice. In addition, it also sells ready-made clothes. The goods, everything that one expects to find.

When it's Chinese New Year, it's even more lively and colorful.

Fang Jifan led Zhu Xiurong to a high slope on the west mountain, and looked down from below.

It was night and the snow was so thick that the servants and eunuchs around him shivered from the cold.

But Fang Jifan was full of interest, holding Zhu Xiurong's hand, her palm was a little cold, so Fang Jifan covered it, and looked down the mountain from here.

At the foot of the mountain, there are countless lights, fireworks and firecrackers, like thunder, the sound is endless.

Fang Jifan's heart swayed, and he couldn't help saying: "It's really interesting to look at the world from here. These people are really terrifying. It is them who have the prosperity of the Western Mountains and the world of Ming Dynasty."

Fang Jifan's starry eyes, deep in his eyes, reflected the brilliance and prosperity of the mountain, Fang Jifan couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, he is a person with the world in mind, if a person has an interest in history, then, inevitably, there will be a kind of national Inherited sense of responsibility.

It just so happened that Fang Jifan was such a person.

Zhu Xiurong was already nestled in Fang Jifan's arms.

Although he felt that it was weird to bring him to this place after the Chinese New Year, but Zhu Xiurong thought to himself, even if he was in hell with Fang Jifan, if it was like this forever, there would be nothing wrong with it.

Although she has become a wife and mother, she still has the charming and naive attitude of a daughter.

Fang Jifan wrapped her tightly to prevent her from getting cold.

In my heart, it is very warm.

Fang Jifan still remembers, back then, when he traveled to this world and said the words to save the common people, he was rushed in by a swarm of people, pushed himself to the ground, and then a group of people grabbed him and gave him an injection.

Fang Jifan will never forget that scene.

Fang Jifan said these words to countless people, but these countless people either sneered at them, or just smiled meaningfully at Fang Jifan.

Only His Royal Highness Princess Taikang, his wife, every time she said these things, she always gently pressed her chin, concentrating on

Listening to his own words, Fang Jifan knows that in this world, there is only this woman who truly and unconditionally believes that she is out of vulgar interests, believes that she has the world in mind and is working for the common people.

Fang Jifan couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and the conversation was in full swing: "Look at the people, how miserable they are, suffering from hunger and cold, even if they are barely full, entertainment is poor, they... are really like cattle and horses. But they are a group of lovely people People, even if they only accept a little gift from heaven, they can't help but be grateful. They may not have studied, but they are more sensible than anyone else. Therefore, if the people in the upper class are indifferent to them, if they are indifferent to them , regard them as ignorant people, troublesome people, these people have no conscience."

"Yeah." Zhu Xiurong kept nodding in Fang Jifan's arms, like a bird following a person.

Fang Jifan was full of pride: "I, Fang Jifan..."

"Okay, okay, okay..."

The mountain suddenly boiled.

The applause was like thunder.

Even on the mountain one mile away, they were startled by this thunderous sound.

So much movement?

Fang Jifan hurriedly turned his head: "What's wrong?"

That Wang Jinyuan followed with a dozen or so followers from a distance, but seeing that the Captain and Her Royal Highness were in love with each other here, they didn't dare to get too close.

Seeing the captain and the princess like this, this made Wang Jinyuan think of the yellow-faced woman at home. The yellow-faced woman and the princess have one thing in common, they are both women.

He was also full of emotion in his heart, oops, it's Chinese New Year, other people's family reunion, but I'm here to blow the wind.

But as soon as he heard Fang Jifan's order, he hurriedly stepped forward: "Captain, what's your order?"

Fang Jifan said: "What's the commotion down there? There's such a big commotion, nothing will happen."

Wang Jinyuan pinched his fingers and made the calculation: "Nothing happened, Captain, don't worry. If you think about it, it's at the theater. When it comes to the key point, everyone is crazily applauding."

Fang Jifan couldn't help but said, "Screaming so loudly, it's like dying."

Wang Jinyuan's face was full of red: "That's not true. Every play in this theater is overcrowded, especially for the case of the beauty, it is really hard to get a ticket, even if it is a standing ticket, you can't grab it. A few days ago, the captain was in Daming The captain didn't know about the supervisor in the palace. When the son-in-law was about to be beheaded by the dog's head, there were thunderous cheers every time, especially when Chen Shimei said... ah... ah... ah... The roof tiles were almost lifted, it was extremely enthusiastic."

Consort...

Fang Jifan felt a chill in the back of his head.

He hesitated for a long time, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice, these scoundrels who killed thousands of knives knew that they didn't have any appreciation for such bloody things, stupid! This is all right, I will cheat your money in the future and let you do your best, without any moral burden.

"Jifan, what's the matter, I see that your face is pale, pale."

Fang Jifan: "..."

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Forbidden City.

A troupe belonging to the troupe entered the palace, and a play started here.

Emperor Hongzhi accompanied the Empress Dowager to the opera.

Coincidentally, this play was staged in "Hitting the Golden Bough".

The scene was being performed when Guo Yan was holding a steel whip and beating the princess severely. Emperor Hongzhi shivered and looked left and right, only to see that the Empress Dowager and Empress Zhang were still immersed in the play with relish.

As a woman, it's easy to get into the drama, and I don't think deeply about it.

Emperor Hongzhi had many distracting thoughts, so he took the opportunity to quietly walk out of the garden.

Xiao Jing followed out on tiptoe.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "There are too many jokes in the scriptures written by folk people."

Xiao Jing smiled and said: "Isn't that right, how about calling it a play?"

In fact, Xiao Jing was a bit reluctant to come out, he was fascinated by watching.

Emperor Hongzhi smiled: "I don't know, after thousands of years, if this drama comes to the Hongzhi Dynasty, what will I... look like, ha... I think it's probably like the Tang Emperor played by Lao Sheng."

Xiao Jing thought for a while, and said awkwardly: "This, I don't know."

Emperor Hongzhi put his hands behind his back: "But I believe that justice is in the hearts of the people. After all, future generations will have a public comment on what the emperor looks like. It's getting late. I can't listen to the show anymore. Come with me to the warm pavilion. There are a few memorials that have not yet been approved. There are also those Franji people who claim to be envoys of Manaca. After hearing that I used work to help those in distress, they seemed very dissatisfied and asked to be summoned again and again. I was thinking, it’s over Year, shall we meet again?"

After speaking, Emperor Hongzhi stepped forward and headed towards the Nuan Pavilion.

Xiao Jing's heart is very complicated.

It's Chinese New Year, Your Majesty, why don't you finish listening to this play?

Reluctantly, he turned his head and glanced, but then he hurriedly followed.

"Your Majesty, wait for this servant."

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