Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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A group of flames rose into the sky and rushed to the sky.

Deng Jian was so frightened that his face turned ashen. Seeing that his hands and feet were fine, he turned his head and saw that under the night sky, the flame had already disappeared in the middle of the sky, and suddenly... disappeared.

That's it... it's over?

Snapped……

There was a huge sound of firecrackers in the air, and immediately, sparks sputtered out, and countless sparks fell down like a tree of fire.

nice……

Deng Jian looked at the brilliance in the sky with a smile.

Everyone stretched their necks, and the splendor in mid-air was reflected in their eyes, like the light of hope.

Deng Jian rushed to Fang Jifan's side, and just about to speak, Fang Jifan shouted: "Shut up, I'm praying!"

Deng Jian's eyes widened: "Pray... pray..."

"That's right." Fang Jifan was still thinking about Deng Jian's credit for setting off the fireworks, and explained: "Look, the fireworks are like shooting stars, and the shooting stars pass by. Those who want to pray will have their wishes come true in the coming year."

With that said, Fang Jifan closed his eyes and said silently: "May the country live in peace and prosperity, my father be in good health, and everyone have a happy new year."

He also wanted to wish many good things.

But Deng Jian's eyes lit up, it turned out that fireworks are more powerful than Bodhisattvas? Then give it a try! He was busy beside Fang Jifan, muttering in a low voice: "May God give me a wife, may my wife give birth to a fat boy, and may the fat boy grow up to serve the future Young Master Fang. No, no , May God give me a piggy-sized mother-in-law who will give birth to two dolls..."

He repeated it over and over like a fly, which made Fang Jifan unable to continue to pray for the prosperity of the country and the people. His family was happy, and his mind was twisted: "Give me a wife too. Her name is Zhu Xiurong. She smiles no matter what, and still laughs." What a sweet little girl!"

Thinking of that smiling girl, Fang Jifan actually felt warm and comfortable in his heart.

call……

Turning his head and glaring at Deng Jian, he has fallen, he was led to ruin, Deng Jian has a pious expression on his face.

But at this time, the fireworks slammed again, and then the flame rose again.

This is a continuous burst of fireworks, a total of twenty-one. People from all over the house, who have never seen such fireworks in the world, are all dancing with excitement.

Looking back, Fang Jifan saw that Fang Jinglong also had his eyes closed, and he was praying for something in his heart. He thought he had overheard the conversation between himself and Deng Jian just now, so he couldn't help but smiled and stepped forward: "Father, what are you begging for?"

Fang Jinglong opened his eyes wide: "I won't tell you."

Fang Jifan smiled ambiguously.

Seeing Fang Jifan's ambiguous look, Fang Jinglong couldn't help gnashing his teeth: "What are you thinking about? I only want one thing in my father's life. If you are safe, everything will be fine."

Fang Jifan laughed loudly, reached out and punched Fang Jinglong's shoulder: "I'm fine, I can't die." But when Fang Jifan's face turned towards the shadow, Fang Jifan's smiling face suddenly froze, which was never serious Tears flashed in his eyes, and he tried his best to raise his eyes a little higher, not wanting to let the streams formed in these eyes slide down the corners of his eyes.

Such a father, hey... why do I feel more and more guilty? Well...you must live up to it, the twelfth year of Hongzhi...I, Fang Jifan, are here.

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Qianning Palace.

The lights here are brightly lit. Emperor Hongzhi and Empress Zhang are accompanying the Empress Dowager Zhou. The Zhou family has a childlike face, and under the lights, she still does not look old. She smiles and looks at her children and grandchildren with indescribable satisfaction.

Zhu Xiurong smiled slightly, and his manner was dignified and generous, which was naturally extremely decent.

As for Zhu Houzhao, his eyes looked out of the window from time to time, always feeling as if he had something on his mind.

"A thick photo, a thick photo..."

Queen Zhang called several times, but there was no response.

So the eunuch cautiously walked to Zhu Houzhao's side, and whispered a few words in a low voice, Zhu Houzhao came back to his senses, and looked at his mother: "What orders does your mother have?"

"It's fine, you stay with the emperor's grandmother well, why are you in a daze here?"

"I'm waiting for the fireworks."

But at this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the direction of the night sky of the Fang family.

"Here we come..." Zhu Houzhao was so excited that he got up with a whoosh: "Open the doors and windows, open the doors and windows, all the doors and windows are open."

There are dozens of doors and windows in the main hall of Qianning Palace, and the eunuchs hurriedly opened them, so that the night sky can be seen at a glance, and Zhu Houzhao's eyes are as bright as stars in an instant, and when the fireworks that rise into the night sky explode, they are immediately countless like shooting stars The general flames spread, and Zhu Houzhao shouted: "Pray quickly, pray quickly, it is very effective, my palace... um... one day, I will raise my sword and rein in my horse, follow the example of Emperor Gao and Emperor Wen, and go out six times." The desert, sweeping the world! I wish the emperor's grandmother and father a long life, wish the queen mother a youthful life, and wish Xiurong never get married... and... may the old Fang make a fortune..."

As soon as they heard the prayer, everyone looked at Zhu Houzhao curiously, but they saw that Zhu Houzhao really put his palms together and prayed silently toward the night sky devoutly.

Empress Zhang and Emperor Hongzhi looked at each other, smiled wryly and shook their heads.

The Empress Dowager Zhou looked at Zhu Houzhao lovingly, as if she was insane.

Princess Zhu Xiurong heard the words, her pretty face that was smiling like a crabapple flower also changed slightly, her star-like eyes looked at the night sky, and silently prayed: "May my brain disease never recur again, and I will never let you down again." You don't have to smile like this every day, and you don't have to have a few

Mammy is always watching..."

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Shouning Hou Mansion.

"Fireworks... Fireworks..." Uncle Jianchang Zhang Yanling rushed into the lobby excitedly in the dark waiting mansion: "Brother, come and watch the fireworks."

As soon as he heard that there were fireworks to watch, Zhang Heling suddenly felt that he had taken advantage of others, and rushed out with a whoosh, facing the night sky, stunned by the beautiful scenery.

"Pray quickly, brother, pray quickly...it's very effective. I heard from Mr. Liu of Zhan Shifu that the fireworks are very effective. If you pray, your wishes will come true, even more effective than a Bodhisattva. " Zhang Yanling said happily.

After hearing this, Zhang Heling put his hands together and looked at the thousands of fireworks in the night sky: "God opened his eyes, and the heavens received Fang Jifan, and sent him to the eighteenth level of hell, where he will never be reborn...'

At this time, I heard Zhang Yanling repeating in my ears: "Fang Jifan's pigs have sores, Fang Jifan's pigs have sores, Fang Jifan's pigs have sores..."

Waiting for the night sky to fall into silence.

Zhang Yanling said happily: "Brother... what are you praying for?"

But he found that Zhang Heling was staring at him viciously, trembling with anger: "A worthless thing, a worthless thing, I pray that you still get sores..."

Zhang Yanling pissed in fright: "I... I... I'm in Chinese New Year, bro..."

Zhang Heling sighed, and he suddenly realized that the reason why his life was miserable was entirely because he had a brother who was like a pig teammate, shaking his head, he seemed lonely, and walked towards the depths of darkness.

The reason why Zhang Fu's black cloth is cold is because Zhang Heling is reluctant to part with fuel money. Zhang Yanling watched his brother step into the darkness very worriedly, and couldn't help saying: "Brother, watch your step!"

Aww...

After the words fell, I heard the sound of bumping, and in the darkness, Zhang Heling's voice said: "Come on, come on, my leg may be broken, my leg may be broken, uh... Come on... Which bastard will be so big?" move the stone here... My God, my God, this is for money, this is for killing..."

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