Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 531: Long Yan Wrath

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Fang Jifan entered the warm cabinet.

He was already in a bad mood.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at himself with a half-smile, this look is very interesting.

Fang Jifan's face was as usual, and he said solemnly: "Chen..."

Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand: "The prince should just kneel outside."

"Yes." Fang Jifan was trembling in his heart: "The prince is pitiful, and he doesn't know what happened, but His Majesty punished him for a reason, so he knelt down without hesitation. A weak body can't stand it."

Emperor Hongzhi was actually happy.

When Fang Jifan saw that Emperor Hongzhi was smiling, he laughed too.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "He is rough-skinned and thick-skinned. I think he can't stand it. I have indeed considered this situation. Fang Qing's family is very delicate. I let you into the warm pavilion because I was afraid that you would not be able to bear it." Here, come, Fang Qing's house, the crown prince is kneeling, are you standing?"

"What, what do you mean? What does it have to do with me?" Fang Jifan thought to himself, he was a disaster, what did I do?

"Your Majesty." Fang Jifan said, "I don't know why, Your Majesty..."

Emperor Hongzhi's cold eyes gradually turned cold.

Fang Jifan's heart was overwhelmed, Nima, dog emperor, you are unreasonable, do you have something to say, what the hell are you pretending to be? Do you think I, Fang Jifan, are afraid of you? Heh, I, Fang Jifan, came here through time travel. What's so great about the emperor, kneel down? Just kneel, hum!

What's wrong with kneeling my father-in-law, my Fang Jifan man has gold under his knees, he kneels up to the world, kneels down to his parents, and his father-in-law! No one can stop me.

Fang Jifan knelt down.

No temper at all.

After all, his name is neither Fang Aotian nor Fang Ritian.

"Your Majesty... I dare to ask... what crime did I commit?"

Emperor Hongzhi picked up "Spring and Autumn" and ignored him.

Time stood still.

But when he thought of Zhu Houzhao kneeling outside to eat the wind, Fang Jifan's mental balance became much more balanced.

Xiao Jing's face was ashen, he wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to speak.

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"Liu Gong...Liu Gong..."

In the cabinet, there were some people who came at a fast pace.

It was Shen Wen, a scholar of Hanlin University, who came.

Shen Wen was very happy, just now he came to the waiting room to do some errands, so he came by the way.

Liu Jian had also just arrived at the value room and had just sat in the heat when he heard Shen Wen's voice.

A scholar of the Hanlin University has a lower natural status than a scholar of the cabinet, and has no real rights. He can be used as an example of Qingliu, and his future prospects are limitless.

Liu Jian was looking for someone to say something, when he heard Shen Wen's call, he winked at the clerk beside him, and the clerk understood, and invited Shen Wen in.

Shen Wen beamed with joy: "Mr. Liu, there is a big happy event."

"Oh?" Liu Jian said calmly, "Why do you like it?"

Shen Wen said happily: "Liu Gong guess what I'm wearing?"

Liu Jian seemed to have recovered a bit, and looked at Shen Wen with a smile: "Isn't this the bullfighting suit bestowed by His Majesty?"

"No, no." Shen Wen was very embarrassed, and lifted up his big sleeves, revealing a black and white sweater: "Look again. To be honest, my son knitted it for my subordinates, my child, Shen Ao You have an impression, and you are very ashamed. This guy... It’s okay. He actually became a female celebrity and knitted such a dress. Terrible thing."

"..." Liu Jian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In fact, he really wanted to roll up his sleeves and tell Shen Wen. In fact, the old man also had it.

Shen Wen made such a big noise here that both Li Dongyang and Xie Qian were attracted.

Shen Wendao: "Mr. Liu, this is a sweater, which is made of wool. Guess how much such a sweater is worth? Ten taels of silver? Three taels of silver? Or three hundred big bucks."

Liu Jian said: "Sixty Wen a catty, right?"

"..." This time it was Shen Wen's turn to be surprised.

Liu Jian stroked his beard: "Do you want to tell this old man that this shirt is exceptionally warm, and when you wear it on your body and go out, you won't feel cold even if it's freezing cold? What's more frightening is that this thing's degree of protection against the cold is It is not below the level of leather goods, and the price is so low that it has never been seen before. Not only that, but the output is still huge?"

"That's right." Shen Wen said, "Grand Liu..."

Liu Jian pushed back his big sleeves: "The old man also has one, and my son also knitted one for the old man."

Shen Wen was suddenly embarrassed.

Both Xie Qian and Li Dongyang were surprised.

Why do they have it and we don't?

Liu Jian sighed: "You still want to say that when such a thing comes out, our soldiers and civilians in Daming will not have to worry about this harsh winter? Actually, you are right."

Shen Wen was thinking: "Such a treasure is of great use to Liaodong. In Liaodong where it is freezing that day, the guards froze to death every year, and countless people suffered from the wind and cold. The crown prince and Fang Jifan did a good job. It’s a great thing, the value of this item is not lower than that of sweet potatoes.”

Liu Jian also nodded and nodded: "What you said makes sense. The hunger and cold of the soldiers and civilians are all our fault. This thing is really beneficial to the national economy and the people's livelihood."

"Then you have to enter the palace to announce the good news." Shen Wen said seriously: "Compared to those messy auspicious omens, this is the real auspicious omen. As a subject

, found this thing, how can we not rush to announce the good news, Mr. Liu, we have to report the good news. "

Liu Jian seemed hesitant, this is too grand.

Shen Wen was in a hurry: "The clothes are warm and cheap. Even a low-ranking official has to buy a few sweaters like this. The common people don't need to say anything. They are not cold. This is a great blessing. How can they No good news?"

While Liu Jian was hesitating, another scribe outside said: "Mr. Liu, Zeng Shaoqing from Taichang Temple is here."

Liu Jian knew this Shaoqing, his son...it seems...

Liu Jian smiled wryly.

He could almost imagine that these guys would all come here at the same time. Many of the children studying in Xishan Academy must have their fathers in the temple.

At this point, if you want to drive the ducks to the shelves, you can't do it without going to see him: "Then... let's go and say goodbye to His Majesty."

Li Dongyang said: "Wait a minute, let me try this sweater."

After talking so much and talking so miraculously, Li Dongyang became interested.

Xie Qian said excitedly: "Then, the old man will try too, Bachelor Shen, take off your sweater."

Shen Wen was a bit reluctant, so he could only tell: "My son weaved it by himself, it is not easy, so be careful, don't wear it out."

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Emperor Hongzhi read the book for a while, he was very calm, and occasionally, he glanced at Fang Jifan from the corner of his eye.

Fang Jifan tried, like Zhu Houzhao used to, pretending to be dead in a low voice, he even thought that he should stroke his forehead and fall down here, causing the fact that he passed out.

Emperor Hongzhi put down the book slowly, and said respectfully to Xiao: "Banban Xiao, call the prince in."

Emperor Hongzhi calmed down a bit. Although he was shouting for beating and killing yesterday, he beat him a bit today, but he couldn't bear it after all. He seemed calm, and said to Fang Jifan, "Fang Qing's family, get up."

Fang Jifan hurriedly said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

Standing up, pretending that his legs were not in control, he deliberately staggered, with a look of great pain on his face.

Zhu Houzhao came in loudly, and said in a full-fledged manner: "Father, my son is here."

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhu Houzhao with a smile that was not a smile, and said in a gentle tone, "How is it? Is it cold outside?"

Zhu Houzhao thought for a while: "I wanted to say it was cold."

"..." Fang Jifan knew that he must be tricked to death by this guy today just after hearing him say the word original.

Zhu Houzhao then said again: "If the minister said that it was cold outside, the minister's body could not bear it, and he suffered a great loss, the emperor would feel pity for him, so he scolded the minister, and the matter would be over."

Emperor Hongzhi's eyes were filled with shock.

He was overwhelmed by this traitor.

Up to now, I don't see him crying and begging for mercy, but he is actually discussing this with himself here...

Emperor Hongzhi said coldly: "And then?"

His hands were shaking.

Under normal circumstances, Xiao Jing doesn't look at his face when observing His Majesty's happiness and anger, because most of the time, even if His Majesty is furious, his expression is very calm. It happened.

Zhu Houzhao said seriously: "But today, after thinking about it, I feel that I can't say it's cold, because I'm wearing a sweater. If I say it's cold, doesn't it mean that the sweater I woven by myself can't keep out the cold? Erchen's own signboard, so... Erchen is not cold, it hasn't snowed outside, and the wind is not strong enough. It will take more than ten days for the cold to really come and the moat to freeze. That's the real thing. It's cold, but even so, Erchen is not afraid, because Erchen...has a sweater!"

"..." Fang Jifan often admires Zhu Houzhao.

For example, sometimes he insisted on principles. In order to adhere to this principle, even if he was hung up by Emperor Hongzhi and screamed, he would never admit defeat.

Emperor Hongzhi's face turned red instantly: "What did you say? How dare you mention your being a female celebrity?"

Zhu Houzhao said: "It's a sweater, not a female red. A female red is an embroidery needle. This sweater is such a long needle. They are both called needles, but they are completely different. Father, this sweater is a good thing..."

Emperor Hongzhi wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

After kneeling for so long, this guy still didn't reflect on himself, and he was not ashamed, but proud.

Hongzhi Emperor Longyan was furious.

Mistakes... It's fine, but if you don't correct your mistakes, is this still a human being?

Xiao Jing looked at it and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, servant girl... I have something to say, the prince is young after all, not to mention, the prince doesn't know much about the female red technique, it was taught by Fang Jifan."

Fang Jifan was angry and wanted to say something.

But Zhu Houzhao said: "Nonsense, who said that I am not as good as him, you go and find out by yourself, I am the best at weaving!"

Xiao Jing's legs went limp, and he knelt down on the ground with a slap. He...had nothing to say.

Emperor Hongzhi was heartbroken: "You... you bastard!"

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Chapter Four.

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