Chapter Fifty-Four: The Loser

Emperor Hongzhi left, he left in a hurry, mainly because Empress Zhang and Fang Jifan continued to promise something, although Emperor Hongzhi also cherished his descendants, but he was a dignified person, and he was not used to seeing people who were familiar with him, and he burned yellow paper to do brotherly things.

Of course, for him, he paid more attention to the fact that if this matter was spread, it would inevitably cause unwarranted speculation among his subjects, not to mention ...... Fang Jifan's reputation is indeed not very good, to be honest, he feels that Fang Jifan is a time bomb, and he doesn't know when he will make a big joke, and finally affect the palace.

Chen Kaizhi's father and son and the British prince sent His Majesty away.

Before leaving, Empress Zhang, who was sitting on the phoenix chariot, looked at Fang Jifan with a smile: "I have time to meet my aunt, my aunt is also from an ordinary family, you don't have any doubts." ”

"Okay, okay." Fang Jifan's chick pecked the rice and nodded in agreement.

Wait for the holy car to go away.

Zhang Mao gasped, still a little unsavored.

But Fang Jing's eyebrows fluttered, who said that his son was unproductive, and now even His Majesty and the Queen Mother liked him so much, he rubbed his hands excitedly: "Lao Zhang, do you think I should also set up dozens of tables of wine, after all...... This is the great event of the glorious lintel. ”

Before Zhang Mao could reply, Fang Jinglong scratched his head again: "It seems to be too high-profile, will it be criticized, forget it, forget it, just close the door, let's invite a few more old brothers to drink a few sips of wine." ”

Zhang Mao hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't drink it, don't drink it, this demon in your family, the old man can't understand his path, can't see through, and can't afford to provoke him, see you in the governor's mansion tomorrow." ”

So saying, he ran away.

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The weather is getting colder and colder, although it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, but when I get up in the morning, it is actually frost, and Fang Jifan is also shivering with cold, only to feel that this cold is pervasive.

Today, he wore a jacket, a unicorn suit made of cotton and silk on the outside, and a pair of deerskin boots under his feet, Xiao Xiangxiang squatted down to put boots on Fang Jifan, Fang Jifan felt sorry for this little girl, and when he saw her hard work, he shouted angrily: "Raise you so big, you can't even wear boots, this young master will teach you." As he spoke, he pulled out his foot and put on his boots.

After a hurried breakfast, I left for duty.

I saw Zhan Shifu, but I saw two familiar guys coming out of Zhan Shifu.

When the two of them saw Fang Jifan, their eyes lit up.

"Nephew Fang Xian, hello." The people who came turned out to be Shou Ninghou and Jian Changbo, a pair of Zhang family brothers.

Zhang Heling greeted them very kindly, but Fang Jifan didn't bother to talk to them, just said lightly: "Oh, the two uncles are good." ”

"Do you want to go to Shibo's house and sit down and drink water?" Zhang Heling tugged at Fang Jifan diligently.

Fang Jifan shook his head very dryly: "Don't drink!" ”

Zhang Heling looked relieved, and laughed: "Not bad, not bad, it's not good to drink water, it hurts the stomach, where is Fang Xian's nephew?" ”

Fang Jifan said: "On duty." With that, he hurriedly left.

The smile on Zhang Heling's face did not dissipate, and when he saw Fang Jifan enter the Zhan Mansion, his smile suddenly froze a little, hammered his heart, and then sighed.

Zhang Yanling couldn't help but say, "Brother, what's wrong?" ”

"Uncomfortable!" Zhang Heling covered his heart and said.

"Oops......" Zhang Yanling was frightened: "Did you eat this morning's porridge and break your stomach?" ”

Zhang Heling bared his teeth, but his eyes were red, his eyes blinked, and there were a little tears: "I'm talking about the heart, it's uncomfortable, you see, this little fool, as soon as I saw him, I gave birth to a sense of closeness, in our Ming Dynasty, even if it is a lantern, it is difficult to find such a loser, I really want to make friends with him, but unfortunately, he is afraid that he is a poor ghost now, have you heard of it?" Thinking of this, for the brother...... It's very uncomfortable. ”

After hearing this, Zhang Yanling actually felt empathy, and sighed faintly: "Yes, it's a pity." ”

The two brothers staggered and sighed.

Fang Jifan on the other side entered the Zhan Mansion, and Zhu Houzhao learned that Fang Jifan was coming, and immediately ordered Liu Jin to invite him.

Liu Jin, Fang Jifan was not very impressed, he only felt that he was no different from ordinary people, but he knew that after Zhu Houzhao ascended the throne, he would become one of the famous Eight Tigers and become a villain among the villains.

However, Fang Jifan will never discriminate against every bad person, because he and Liu Jin are half a catty, and the eldest brother is not qualified to laugh at the second brother, not to mention that a person can be so bad that he will go down in history, this should be regarded as a special craft, this is the spirit of craftsmanship, and there is only such a thing among thousands of people.

Zhu Houzhao did not pose for military chess today, but he wore a jacket worn by Tatars, imitated the appearance of Tatars, and drank hot mare's milk.

Historically, Zhu Houzhao loved military affairs and cavalry archery, and had the style of Zhao Wuling King Hufu cavalry archery.

However, as soon as he saw Fang Jifan, he immediately came to his senses: "You can still heal?" ”

Fang Jifan said modestly: "Where, where, it has been studied a lot, and it is only a little better than the imperial doctor." ”

Zhu Houzhao said with a smile: "This palace heard that you bought a large piece of land in Shouninghou?" Come, tell me about this palace, what are you going to do? ”

Fang Jifan didn't hide it from Zhu Houzhao, to tell the truth, when he came to this world, he pretended to be crazy and stupid every day, and he always felt that there was a little estrangement from the people in this world, but only for Zhu Houzhao, he felt much better, maybe this guy was the same as himself, and he had a little problem with his brain.

Fang Jifan said: "Do business." ”

"Doing business?" Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up instantly: "What kind of business, bring it to the palace, we are brothers." ”

Fang Jifan glared at him and said slowly, "Does Your Highness have any silver?" ”

This sentence undoubtedly hit Zhu Houzhao's sore spot, so Zhu Houzhao said with some unconfidence: "Last time, you left a lot of silver to the palace, is it enough?" ”

Fang Jifan only smiled slightly, and did not make a sound.

"Isn't it just silver, stingy, this palace is the prince, what silver is missing?"

Although he said so, but a penny is difficult to defeat the hero, Zhu Houzhao is still a little weak-hearted, Emperor Hongzhi is a particularly frugal person, although Zhu Houzhao's usual use is provided by the internal money, and the treatment is good, but the cash is silver, but it is not a copper plate.

He squinted, not knowing what he was pondering, and said in his mouth: "Okay, I won't tell you, you go on duty, Master Yang will not come to teach today, saying that he is infected with the wind and cold, and the palace will go to greet his father and mother." ”

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in the Forbidden City.

The emperor's royal drive from Fengtian Temple to the warm pavilion.

Today's court meeting is held in the Fengtian Palace, after the Hongzhi Emperor asks about the government, he will come to the warm pavilion to rest, and after noon, there is a court meeting to be carried out.

It's just that as soon as he walked into the warm pavilion today, Emperor Hongzhi felt a little strange, and his eyes looked around the warm pavilion, and he always felt that something was missing.

Suddenly, he remembered that in addition to hanging a plaque of "respecting heaven and ancestor" on this warm pavilion, there is also a picture of his favorite "Thousands of Miles of Rivers and Mountains", which is the work of Wang Ximeng, a painter in the Song Dynasty, a student of the Northern Song Dynasty Painting Academy, who was personally instructed by Huizong of the Song Dynasty to use brush and ink techniques, and this painting is his only hand-me-down work.

Although the painter is not like thunder, but this painting, but it is majestic and magnificent, it is the treasure of the palace collection, it can be called peerless, among the calligraphy and painting collected by the royal family, this painting is also worthy of the rare four words.

Emperor Hongzhi's favorite painting was also this painting, so he specially ordered someone to frame it in the warm pavilion.

But now, the picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains hanging on the wall is gone, looking at the empty wall, this large blank space, Emperor Hongzhi is a little confused, it seems that he can't accept that there is such an incredible thing in the world.

"Someone!" Emperor Hongzhi understated the summons, in fact, at this time he did not have much emotion, this is the Forbidden City, the residence of the Son of Heaven, stolen...... If it doesn't exist, maybe the eunuch of the Divine Palace Supervisor took it down and cleaned it.

Liu Qian was on duty today, but his expression was a little strange today, and he stepped forward tremblingly: "The slave is here." ”

Emperor Hongzhi said lightly: "What about the painting? ”

"Slave maid...... The slave maid ...... "Liu Qian fell to the ground all of a sudden, and his body was like a sifting chaff.

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly had a not-so-good idea: "The prince has been here?" ”