Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1201: Make Trouble

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These words... are very similar to Fang Jifan.

The so-called those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. Fang Jifan has a sweet mouth. I didn't expect the prince to learn a little bit.

After hearing this, Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help laughing.

"You must be thinking in your heart, that's why I want the title of Tian Khan so much? No, what is Tian Khan? It's just mere mere things. But, what I want to compare is the Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty. Since the pre-Qin period, I have never surpassed Emperor Wu Taizong of the Han Dynasty as the ruler of the Central Plains. I used to dislike fighting and killing. Why did the people suffer from years of wars. But now, when I go to the West and open my eyes, I understand. After seeing the state of mind of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty, there are so many confidantes in this world, how can they allow others to sleep soundly under the couch. If I don't care, after decades, or even a hundred years, when they are full-fledged, then, It will be even more difficult if you want to drive away the barbarians."

"The tribes of the desert and Liaodong are no longer a problem. In the future, the troubles of the Ming Dynasty will be in the Dashi, in the Frangji, receiving the name of the Khan of Heaven, and the alliance with the tribes. It is the first security, so that the northern border of the Ming Dynasty will be safe. Only by worrying can we deal with these serious troubles.”

Emperor Hongzhi paused, and took a deep look at Zhu Houzhao.

When the son grows up, he may understand his feelings.

Which one of these things I did was not for the sake of my children and grandchildren to remove obstacles.

This is the most difficult bone to crack. I am still alive, so let me crack it. Children and grandchildren, receiving the grace of our ancestors, just enjoy the blessings.

Emperor Hongzhi continued: "The various tribes in the desert are now on the decline. In my opinion, they have no choice but to submit to others. Who wants to submit to others? If the imperial court neglects this, it will inevitably make them feel that the imperial court has treated them with contempt. What's more, if someone secretly instigates them to make the grassland and ice plains think that I, Da Ming, not only despise them, but may even have a heart to cut them off, will they die under fear?"

"Since the fall of the Song Dynasty, the Central Plains people and the Mongolian Yuan people have been fighting for too long. They are mostly on guard against each other. The bloody enmity is still close at hand. If you want to make them die, Da Ming, of course. To express something, this is also the reason why I personally went to Datong and formed an alliance with the chiefs. I want to let them know that as long as they are willing to surrender sincerely, I still have a mind that embraces all people. I can be their sworn enemy, as usual , can be their monarch father. I regard the people of the grassland tribes as my people, and since then, there will be no more disputes in the desert."

Emperor Hongzhi went on to say: "Spring and Autumn said: China has great etiquette, so it is called Xia; it has the beauty of obedience, so it is called Hua; this is the origin of Huaxia. Now I come to Huaxia and inherit the great rule of my ancestors. Huaxia Fuchao, then, it is a blessing that the world is in harmony."

"Over the past few years, everything that should be fought against the desert has been fought. Next, it is time to appease people's hearts and recuperate. I am going this time to set rules so that all the ministries can feel my sincerity. This desert has already consumed too much of my Ming Dynasty's national power, and now if I want to rule the world, I must secure the desert."

Zhu Houzhao heard this, and thought: "But if the father goes, then among the leaders of the various ministries, there are really some people who are planning to do something wrong?"

Emperor Hongzhi smiled: "I am the Son of Heaven, how dare the barbarians invade me?"

Zhu Houzhao: "..."

Emperor Hongzhi said again: "Look, you think I'm arrogant again. You brought that Tatar merchant to see me. Wouldn't I know it? It's just that there are only a few people with evil intentions. If it's because of this minority, I will I didn’t dare to go, didn’t I… chill the hearts of those who are willing to surrender? I heard that people in the desert respect heroes the most. If I cherish my life so much, I will be looked down upon by others. If the plot is wrong, someone will take it down."

"Furthermore..." Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhu Houzhao deeply, with different emotions in his eyes, and said earnestly: "Furthermore, I still have you, you have Zai Mo, and I have someone who will succeed me, so why be afraid of it? "

Zhu Houzhao sat alone on the sofa, tilted his head, and began to be in a daze.

Emperor Hongzhi smiled and leaned against the sofa, also fell silent.

A few days later, Luan drove to Datong.

Fang Jifan led the civil and military forces of Datong to meet him.

The mighty guards, with three steps for one post and five steps for one sentry, countless order officials, dressed in official robes of birds and beasts, bowed down one after another.

Emperor Hongzhi got out of the car and went to Fang Jifan first, who said to Fang Jifan, "Fang Qing's family, you have worked hard."

Fang Jifan said: "For the people... ah no, to serve His Majesty, I will die with all my heart and soul."

Fang Jifan is like this, sometimes he speaks upside down.

Emperor Hongzhi smiled and put his hands behind his back: "The leaders of the ministries are still outside Datong City, right?"

Fang Jifan said: "Following is the old ritual of the Tang Dynasty. A high altar was set up outside the pass. The leaders of various ministries, a total of seventy-four people, have long been waiting for orders. The auspicious day selected by the Ministry of Rites is three days later. Bringing the imperial guards out of the city, all the leaders of the ministries have untied their swords, and their followers only select twelve people to watch the ceremony."

Emperor Hongzhi nodded: "I will follow Qing's arrangement."

As he said that, he looked up at the majestic wall of Datong, and sighed: "Datong is one of the nine borders, and it is also the gateway to the capital of our Ming Dynasty. This city tower and high wall have been repaired many times since Emperor Taizu Gao. It's time for this wall to come down."

After Emperor Hongzhi finished speaking, he entered the city.

Fang Jifan was non-stop, busy back and forth, panting from exhaustion.

Stand alone is bragging.

such a big ceremony, what

You have to make up your own mind, you have to coordinate the frontier army in Datong, arrange the imperial guards who came, and those damned eunuchs, the Ministry of Rites, pointing and pointing every now and then, Fang Jifan is physically and mentally exhausted.

After finally taking a break from his busy schedule, he returned to his residence in Datong, and saw Wang Shouren gnawing on the chicken legs desperately.

His belly is still a little smaller, so he has to eat more.

As for the height, you can make a special shoe with a layered sole so that you can look taller.

As for the face, I have to put on some make-up.

Not only that, but he also needs to learn His Majesty's bearing.

Although those savages have never seen the emperor, naturally they don't need to worry.

But I can't help others to recognize it.

Seeing him eating, Fang Jifan couldn't help showing his teeth, eating and eating, how could he be as virtuous as Liu Jin.

Of course, the words in your heart must be hidden. Fang Jifan always smiled: "Have you gained weight, how is it?"

"I gained four catties."

"A lot." Fang Jifan was very pleased: "It's only been two days, your voice needs to be lowered, and you have to keep your dead fish face... No, keep your serious demeanor, for The teacher puts all his hopes on you, if there is any danger, you have to be careful, don't worry, the teacher will protect you from a hundred feet away."

Wang Shouren said: "Master, just take care of yourself."

Fang Jifan couldn't help saying: "What are you talking about, you look down on me as a teacher?"

"Don't dare." Wang Shouren hurriedly took off his sunglasses.

Only then was Fang Jifan satisfied, and said: "Learn to learn His Majesty's demeanor, and... when the time comes to investigate, His Majesty will definitely look for you, what should you say?"

Wang Shouren said: "It's all the disciple's idea, the disciple deserves to die, it's a crime of ten thousand deaths."

Fang Jifan shook his head and lowered his voice: "You only have one life, how can you take the blame on yourself? This is the prince's idea. Anyway, His Majesty can't kill the prince. You killed him with one bite. His Royal Highness asked you to do it. "

"This..." This is obviously not in line with Wang Shouren's moral standards.

Fang Jifan said earnestly: "As a human being, you can't be as upright as a teacher. Occasionally, you have to learn to be flexible. Besides, this is indeed the idea of ​​His Royal Highness. This matter... is just in case. If no one assassinates, Then His Majesty will definitely pursue it. But what if someone really assassinated him? At that time, it will be a great achievement, and you just want to say that you are not the mastermind, and as a teacher, the credit must be pushed to you, as the son of the teacher... , it is not very reliable, thinking about the old age in the future, it is better for the disciples, so let’s do it well.”

Patting him on the shoulder, someone came in a hurry outside: "Qi Guogong, Qi Guogong...the Ministry of Rites invites you..."

Fang Jifan was furious, and cursed: "The group of bastards in the Ministry of Rites know how to find faults every day. They are the only ones who are chattering. They are not over yet, are they? Tell them to shut up and stop using ancient books to bluff people. Was Fang Jifan frightened?"

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On the third day.

early morning.

Emperor Hongzhi woke up early.

He seemed a little excited, walking outside, the dawn was shining, Emperor Hongzhi got up and down under Xiao Jing's service, and put on his royal robes, while Xiao Jing was behind him, combing his hair.

"It's getting late, hurry up, don't keep the ministers waiting for a long time."

In Emperor Hongzhi's eyes, he looked at himself in the bronze mirror with anticipation. His hair had grown, but today, his spirit was full.

Xiao Jing said with a smile: "Your Majesty...you are in such a good spirit today, you walk like a dragon and a tiger, even the slaves can't recognize you."

A little eunuch came outside in small steps: "His Royal Highness and Duke Qi have arrived."

"Call in."

The little eunuch went, but went back again: "Your Majesty, Qi Guogong insisted that he had something to arrange, but the crown prince refused to let him go, saying that they were meeting together, and the two of them were arguing outside."

Emperor Hongzhi said angrily: "What kind of moth is this? Tell them to come in together."

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan came in obediently.

Fang Jifan was dragged in, his clothes were disheveled, and when he saw Emperor Hongzhi, he straightened his clothes and straightened his crown before saluting with Zhu Houzhao: "I have seen Your Majesty."

Emperor Hongzhi didn't look at them, still facing the bronze mirror, he said slowly: "What kind of tricks are you doing?"

Zhu Houzhao said happily: "Father is not there, son and minister are fine."

Fang Jifan had a bitter face: "I still have important things to do. The imperial guards haven't made any arrangements yet, so I... leave."

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