Fang Jinglong's majestic face was instantly stunned, as if a dark cloud was shrouded, and he said expectantly: "Isn't it all sold...... All sold......"

This tiger-backed soldier suddenly had tears in the corners of his eyes, and suddenly, he knelt on the ground with a pop, and howled: "Children and grandchildren are not good, ashamed of their ancestors......"

Fang Jinglong cried bitterly, but kept kowtowing on the ground, crying and shouting self-blame, and Steward Yang on the side was busy picking up Fang Jinglong, who was like ashes.

Fang Jinglong sighed and said angrily to Steward Yang: "The young master wants to sell the land, why don't you repair the book to discuss with the old man, why...... Just pamper him like this? ”

Steward Yang said aggrievedly: "The master went to the south, the young master is the head of the family, the student is stopped, but he can't stop it, not to mention that the master has already said that as long as the young master is happy, everything is easy to say, when the master came to repair the book, he also said that the top priority is to treat the young master, this is a brain disease, and the young master must not be stimulated, so everything must be ...... according to the "

"Hey..." Fang Jinglong sighed, but he was speechless, and then continued to walk towards the hall, Fang Jifan smacked his tongue, like a child who made a mistake, he caught up with him slowly, he wanted to comfort his father very much, but he didn't know how to say it.

When he arrived in the hall, Fang Jinglong was waiting to be instructed: "Pour tea and ......"

Look around.

It turned out that the mahogany hat chair in this hall was gone, the coffee table and the calligraphy and paintings on the wall were gone, and even the lamp stand disappeared out of thin air.

The ...... is here.

It's a willow table, which looks half-old at first glance, and ...... Two benches......

Bench ......

The main hall of Nanhe Bofu is so atmospheric, and this lonely bench gives people a particularly dazzling feeling.

Fang Jinglong's eyes were straight, but a well-behaved servant had already poured tea, but he was just ...... It is not a white porcelain teacup, but a ...... Belch...... A large bowl, on the pottery bowl, there are obvious cracks, of course, this is not the old one, but because of the cracks that are unique to the firing of inferior pottery.

Fang Jinglong felt a little black in front of him, and subconsciously said, "Tables and chairs...... Unexpectedly...... Sold too? ”

STEWARD YANG WAS LIKE A DEAD NIANG: "SELL ...... Sold ......"

Fang Jinglong was busy supporting his body with his hands, because his body shook, he finally eased up, and suddenly became angry, the blue tendons on his forehead suddenly burst out, raised his hand, and hit Fang Jifan fiercely.

This huge slap crossed the arc in mid-air, Fang Jifan subconsciously closed his eyes, and said in his heart, it's over, let's fight, such a scumbag loser, in fact, to be fair, he can't wait to slap himself in the mirror every day.

But when this palm was about to reach Fang Jifan's cheek, it suddenly stopped, Fang Jinglong's angry face suddenly lost blood, like a defeated rooster, with tears in his eyes, sighing: "Jifan, when your mother died, I told my father to treat you well, over the years, my father didn't dare to renew the strings, didn't dare to take concubines, I was afraid that I would be sorry for your dead mother, you ...... Like this...... cough cough ......" He coughed desperately, covered his heart, and choked up: "It's my father's fault, it's all my father's fault, you haven't had a mother since you were a child, don't say it, don't say it, just don't worry about it." ”

He smiled bitterly, just shook his head, and suddenly, as if he remembered something, his face suddenly became nervous again, and he couldn't help but say, "Baby...... Is the baby still there? ”

As he spoke, he was like a sharp arrow rushing towards the study.

His treasures, since the bottles and cans collected in the study, as well as some ancestral treasures, he panted to the study, and his eyes fell in the direction of the Bogu shelf.

But who knows, at this time, not only the things on the Bogu shelf disappeared, but even the Bogu shelf disappeared.

Fang Jifan, Steward Yang and the others were already in a hurry, and they saw Fang Jinglong beating his chest and falling to his feet, and howled in a loud voice: "Oh my God...... What kind ......of sin am I doing?"

"Uncle is angry." Steward Yang was just about to step forward.

"Ancestor...... Fang Jinglong put his hands in the sky and roared: "Children and grandchildren!" ”

Fang Jinglong's eyes were already dark, and he fell down with a muffled voice.

Fang Jifan's face turned white with fright, isn't his father a general? The ability to work under pressure is so poor!

He helped Fang Jinglong up, and the voice of the crying father and his mother came from behind him: "Oh no, no, my uncle has fainted, please ask the doctor, and invite the doctor to come." ”

The Fang family was already a chicken and a dog jumping up and making a mess.

Fang Jifan took a deep breath, and when he saw that everyone was at a loss, he felt guilty in his heart, but he had to cheer up, and said with a full of anger: "Steward Yang, you personally go to ask the doctor, Deng Jian, go get a towel, and ask for water." ”

Fang Jifan tried Fang Jinglong's snort, but fortunately, his breath was quite smooth, although his pulse was weak, it was not disordered, and he was relieved.

This damn loser...... Fang Jifan didn't know if he was scolding the guy before, or himself.

Fortunately, the people in the mansion were all in a mess now, and they didn't notice anything unusual about this Young Master Fang.

……………………

The Warm Pavilion of the Forbidden City.

Hongzhi Tianzi has been in poor health recently, but he has always been diligent, even if he is not happy, he still does not dare to waste government affairs.

Not long ago, someone came to play, saying that the rebellion of Tusi in the southwest of Nanhe Bofang Jinglongping was triumphantly returned to the court, and he had entered the capital, and he was going to enter the palace soon.

Hongzhi Tianzi suddenly had a red light on his face, and he was overjoyed.

He leaned on the cushion, and while summoning Nan Hebo, he held a "Debate on Treachery" in his hand, while the crown prince Zhu Houzhao stood cautiously aside, with the color of pig's liver.

Zhu Houzhao is the only son of Emperor Hongzhi, and he is very fond of him, looking at the young prince in front of him, Hongzhi's eyes are full of love: "I heard that the masters have recently taught you "The Theory of Arguments and Treachery", which was written by Su Xun, although this article is a little mean, but it also has its strengths, you are familiar with it, right?" ”

"Cooked...... Familiar with the ......" Zhu Houzhao lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, and he didn't dare to look up at Hongzhi.

I was really afraid of something, so Hongji smiled and said, "That's the case, then...... So he came back to me and listened. ”

Zhu Houzhao's slippery eyes were suddenly congested, and he was busy hooking the boots under his feet with his eyes, and stumbled: "The ...... It has to be ...... It will come, and it will ...... ......"

After a long time, I couldn't carry it.

Hongzhi leaned slightly, slightly displeased: "You read it for half a month, and you only memorized these five words?" The masters of the Zhan Mansion taught carefully, and you didn't listen to a word? ”

Zhu Houzhao shrugged his head: "Erchen knows his mistake." ”

Hongzhi frowned, showing a stern look: "You are the crown prince, and you will succeed the great unification in the future, if you don't study, how can you be reasonable, how can you be reasonable, how can you govern the world?" ”

Zhu Houzhao trembled: "Erchen...... Erchen ......"

Seeing Zhu Houzhao's frightened appearance, Emperor Hongzhi's heart softened, and his stern gaze melted, and he sighed: "Hey, you, you are spoiled by your mother, you can't do this in the future, you have to study hard." ”

Zhu Houzhao's eyes flashed with a cunning color, in the past, as long as his father taught him, as long as he showed a scared look, his father would always be soft-hearted, and today was no exception, he hurriedly said: "Erchen has written it down." ”

Hongzhi Tianzi smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You, ......"

I wanted to scold a few words, but I couldn't open my mouth, so I simply said to the eunuchs on the left and right: "Didn't Nan Hebo enter Beijing?" Why haven't I seen it yet, I've been waiting here, and I'm going to the political secretary to urge it. ”

"Yes."