Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1267: Mr. Mao Ji, Don't Give up Treatment

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Mao Ji was stunned by the beating, lying on the ground trembling.

He wasn't even afraid of dying.

But now, what he felt was fear.

The disgusting gaze cast by Zhao Yi made him feel extremely chilled.

He was just a representative who stood up and fought for the interests of the gentry.

The gentry picked him up, and what they wanted to fight for was the power to share this huge cake.

So he scolded Fang Qiu and pointed out Jiangshan, and people applauded him one after another.

But now...

The hall seemed to explode.

Chen Feng said angrily: "Mao Ji's remarks are indeed extreme. He is just a rotten scholar who reads behind closed doors. It's his turn to point out the affairs of the common people. Your Majesty wants to punish him, but he can't do it." No wonder."

If you say turn your face, turn your face!

Don't you turn your back on me?

I bought so many houses.

Chen Feng is not stupid.

Although he felt that Fang Jifan wouldn't be the one to blame him, he couldn't bear any risk.

Compared with Fang Jifan, Fang Jifan earns tens of millions of taels less, and he still lives well, but he... has no ability to resist risks.

In debt.

Chen Fengdao: "Your Majesty, when Emperor Taizu Gao was here, he had clearly stated in the edict that students should not speak out, in order to guard against the passing of time, and to prevent scholars with evil plans from inciting the ignorant people. Mao Ji repeatedly spread remarks against the prince, There are many slanders against His Royal Highness, the crown prince is the crown prince, so he is disloyal and unfilial if he does this? He talks about the emperor, the minister, and the court's grace, but he has no gratitude at all. Such people are ungrateful , without a king and without a father, it is a crime worthy of death!"

After all, he is the censor of the right capital, very professional.

Mao Jixin seemed to be cut by a knife.

This is the pain of Ling Chi.

He raised his face, there was still a bright red slap mark on his face, and a bloody tooth spewed out from his mouth.

"Your Majesty, since the New Deal, how many people have benefited from the New Deal. The New Deal started from the Township Mansion. His Highness the Crown Prince was in charge of the Township Mansion. He overcame all obstacles, and he made a great contribution. Over the years, His Highness the Crown Prince made steam locomotives, and the achievements are obvious to all. , not to mention the great convenience it brings, but the construction of the railway. How many workshops and craftsmen who build the railway live around the railway without worrying about food and clothing. This is the livelihood of hundreds of thousands of people. How can people slander it here? , Your Majesty is wise and the Crown Prince is wise, this is obvious to all, this railway is the greatest achievement of His Majesty and the Crown Prince, it is enough to shine forever, Mao Ji used this to attack the Majesty and the Crown Prince, it is an unforgivable crime, Your Majesty."

Some people have already jumped out with gritted teeth, and began to attack frantically.

Some people bit their lips, looking a little embarrassed.

After all, Cai Cai still sympathized with Mao Jilai just now.

However, there are still some people who really agree with Mao Ji in their hearts, but there are not many such people. They feel the anger in this hall, and at this moment, how dare they say a word.

Emperor Hongzhi was angry at first, and then he was puzzled and puzzled.

Then, everything became clear.

Fang Jifan is advancing by retreating.

At this moment, Emperor Hongzhi didn't know whether to be disappointed or pleased, he stared at Mao Ji.

At this moment, Mao Ji no longer had the arrogance he had just now, like a god who was knocked out of the mortal world and became a bereaved dog.

His heart ached.

It hurts so much.

This is a kind of betrayal.

There are so many people speaking so convincingly that they can only wish to beat themselves as traitors and traitors. Deep down in his heart, he hopes that someone can speak for him.

But... the scholars and gentry in this hall were really frightened. Many people cried into tears, bowed down, prostrated themselves, wept and cried, and said with their hands in their hands: "Mao Ji harmed the country, the railway benefits The country is beneficial to the people, so why don’t you just ignore it? The crown prince has come to Changping. Didn’t he agree that he came to explore the terrain first? How can it be changed? Your majesty, you can’t change the order overnight. Mao Ji can’t do it. He is just a fly, a clown, he has become a scholar, and now he is just a commoner, how can he stop repairing the railway because of his nonsense?"

"The grass people admire the grace of the saints, and have always hoped that His Royal Highness can build the railway, so that we in Changping can shorten the distance from the capital, so that everyone in Changping can have more food. Please take the overall situation as the most important thing. As for the mere Mao Ji, what does Your Majesty care about with such a person?"

Mao Ji suddenly felt his heart suffocate.

His blood was surging, unwillingness and sadness flashed in his eyes, and his face was extremely ugly.

Back then, you people didn't say that.

What he felt was humiliation, and his heart became more and more painful.

Ruined.

Only then did he accept the reality.

The three words "It's over" flashed across his mind in an instant.

He shivered coldly before he raised his head in astonishment and looked at Emperor Hongzhi.

In this gaze, there is no longer unwillingness, but... all thoughts are destroyed.

Emperor Hongzhi looked directly at him.

Son of Heaven, has become calm.

He gradually began to realize that the initiative had returned to his own hands.

Emperor Hongzhi smiled, and this smile had restrained his sharpness and coldness before, and he said lightly: "Mao Qing's family, up to now, the court ministers and local gentry have all accused Mao Qing's family of evil words Confused people, I want to ask, are you...are you guilty?

? "

"Kill me." Mao Ji's voice was weak, and he closed his eyes. The matter has reached this point, and he can no longer face it.

Emperor Hongzhi smiled gently and said: "I won't kill you, although Mao Qing's family is bold and reckless, but... I did have the intention of punishing you just now, but now that I think about it carefully, although you have other plans, but in any case, I shouldn't kill you." Let you be punished for your words, and I will open up the way of speaking, how can you lose the big because of small things? You... let's go."

Such a person is no longer worth worrying about.

This person, even the value of being used, is gone.

At this time, Mao Ji suddenly opened his eyes wide, and shivered unconsciously.

He wanted to die, but now he wanted to die but couldn't get it.

Suddenly, countless thoughts came to my mind.

He knew... everything he had managed had been wiped out.

"Hahaha..." Mao Ji burst out laughing.

Someone scolded: "Mao Ji, why are you laughing, how dare you stand in front of the imperial court..."

"Hahaha..." Mao Ji didn't pay attention, his eyes even burst into tears: "God is not benevolent, God is not benevolent...haha..."

Everyone looked at Mao Ji, puzzled.

Mao Ji continued to laugh, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, and then...he began to undress.

Well……

"I want to go with the wind...hahaha..."

He actually took off his coat.

His spirit was already unbearable.

He did not even want to be a martyr.

After he took off his coat, he wanted to continue taking it off.

Fang Jifan frowned, and took a sip: "Nawful dog. Don't be afraid, don't be nervous. I recognize this symptom. It's a brain disease. Mr. Mao Ji's brain disease is attacking, and it's more serious. Come here, come here Hurry up, take him out and send him to the psychiatric department of Xishan Medical College immediately to give him a good treatment."

Those who followed Sheng Jia were naturally members of Xishan Medical College.

After a while, someone hurriedly carried the stretcher.

"I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm laughing at you, laughing at you..."

The voice stopped, and the students skillfully stuffed a piece of cloth into his mouth.

Mao Ji has a strong desire to express, even if he covers his mouth, there is still a humming sound from his mouth.

He was carried on a stretcher.

Because he struggled fiercely, the students had no choice but to take the rope and tie him to the stretcher.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, send to the doctor, send to the doctor."

A few students rushed out while carrying Mao Ji up.

People were so frightened that they gave way.

Fang Jifan did not forget to tell the students: "Be careful and treat Mr. Mao Ji well. If Mr. Mao Ji is not a brain disease, he was a decent person at the beginning. Tell him not to give up treatment. Tell his family members to face it with strength. , as long as you have the heart to overcome the disease, you will be cured one day. Don't be burdened, your Majesty and His Royal Highness are kind, and will not blame you."

"..."

Mao Ji left, going out sideways.

In the hall, it fell into silence again.

Emperor Hongzhi had already sat down.

He has calmed down.

The anger has dissipated.

Now think about it carefully.

Suddenly, I felt a little joy in my heart.

He originally thought that all the officials and gentry in the world were against the New Deal.

He even sometimes wondered if he really went the wrong way.

But now...it's all over.

He was right. Although it was ridiculous to see these people jumping because they wanted to abolish the New Deal, it didn't prove that the national policy he had established in the past few years was going in the right direction.

And the prince...

The steam locomotive was developed by the prince, and the railway was also raised by the prince and the Duke of Qi, and it was laid everywhere. A few days ago, the prince did not spend much time on the railway.

And looking at the gentry in Changping, crying and shouting to build the railway, Emperor Hongzhi already understood that the position of the crown prince was much more secure than he imagined.

As for Mao Ji... he's just a clown.

Ji Fan still has a way.

Emperor Hongzhi thought of something. He glanced at Fang Jifan and said, "Jifan..."

"My son is here." Fang Jifan responded immediately.

Emperor Hongzhi pretended to be worried and said, "Mr. Mao Ji, nothing will happen."

"His brain disease is quite serious, and it may take ten or eight years to heal. But it is not certain. If the disease is terminal, it will be terrible. I am afraid that he will have to take injections and medicine for the rest of his life. Fortunately, the Department of Psychiatry of Xishan Medical College has Established, they have always been very good at dealing with such serious diseases, as long as Mr. Mao Ji does not give up hope, as long as his family members can open their minds, do not abandon, do not give up on Mr. Mao Ji, I think... one day , he will recover, and at that time, perhaps...Mr. Mao Ji can overcome the illness and stand up again."

Emperor Hongzhi breathed out, and said, "Well, let's take care of it."

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