Chapter Twenty-Three: Filial Sons Under the Sticks

The sky was already dark, and the setting sun shone on the glazed tiles on the roof of the palace, creating a strange halo.

At this time, in the warm pavilion, Emperor Hongzhi was leaning on a cushion, holding a book and looking at it without a match.

The tea on the imperial case was already cold, but there was nothing to do today, so Emperor Hongzhi decided to personally supervise the prince's homework.

Therefore, now the prince is obediently sitting at the bottom, copying the strategy of 'changing the land and returning to the stream'.

Zhu Houzhao shrugged his head, glanced at his father secretly from time to time, and then made a sound similar to chirping, which was both resentful and pitiful.

That's right, Zhu Houzhao was beaten just now.

The father personally urged him to copy the book, but when he checked it, he found that the handwriting was sloppy.

Although the start is not heavy, but Zhu Houzhao is wronged, he is honest all of a sudden, seeing that the sky is getting dark, his father is still reading there like an old monk sitting still, there is no intention of letting him rest at all, he chirps and hums, and his father has no sympathy and deafness.

Zhu Houzhao felt that the trajectory of his life had changed, in the past, where was his father so strict.

I can't live my life.

He suddenly lost his mind, and his mind began to think of his own gnats and a few dogs secretly raised in Zhan Shi's mansion, so he heard the sound of coughing from his father, Zhu Houzhao's face was so frightened that his face was tense, and he was busy writing like a fly, and continued to copy books.

At this time, a eunuch outside said, "Your Majesty, the slave and maid have come to pay the order." ”

Emperor Hongzhi finally lifted his gaze from the book, shook up some spirits, and did not forget to glance at Zhu Houzhao from the corner of his eye, and Zhu Houzhao hurriedly sat up straight with a reflex, so well-behaved that he couldn't be more well-behaved.

Emperor Hongzhi said lightly: "Come in." ”

The eunuch who carried the decree crept in, and then bowed down like a cloud.

Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyelids and said lazily: "What, what did Fang Jifan say?" ”

The eunuch hesitated, hesitated for a long time, and then said, "He...... He said......"

"But it doesn't hurt to say it." Emperor Hongzhi saw the clue.

The eunuch had to tremble and say, "He said...... How is the gold belt copper......"

"......" Emperor Hongzhi was stunned at first, and then depressed, and suddenly began to doubt life, and even began to regret how he ate lard and blinded his heart, just because Fang Jifan's 'change the land and return to the stream' strategy was good, he ordered such a thing and became the first, he knew it earlier, and he should have pressed it.

Zhu Houzhao has buried his head lower, and nine times out of ten he is hiding and snickering.

Emperor Hongzhi had a gloomy face: "The kid is not sensible, his father must have taught him a lesson." ”

But the eunuch was still prostrate on the ground, like chaff.

Emperor Hongzhi probably understood something, so he sighed: "I forgot, Nan Hebo spoiled his son to the sky, and he was reluctant to scold his son, so he must be silent." ”

During the eunuch period, Ai Ai wanted to say something, but he seemed to stop talking.

"If you have anything to say, you can say it." Emperor Hongzhi's face swept a trace of sternness.

The eunuch hurriedly said in fear: "Nanhe Bo...... Nan Hebo pinched his face and said, Your Majesty is not old and confused. ”

"Puff ......" Zhu Houzhao really didn't hold back this time, spit out, and then covered his stomach, the ink on the case that had not dried was suddenly rubbed by his sleeve, and then, Zhu Houzhao felt that his stomach twitched badly, and he laughed loudly: "Hahahaha......"

"......" Emperor Hongzhi was speechless, silent for a long time, and it seemed that it was not easy to attack.

The gold belt has been given, Fang Jifan has also praised it, Chrysostom Yuyan, you can't take back your fate, Nan and Bo Fang Jinglong, usually see him as quite responsible, and when he is outside, he can be regarded as powerful, how can he ......

Ay...... Emperor Hongzhi was a generous man after all, and it was just a sigh.

But when he turned his head to look at Zhu Houzhao again, he saw that his case was already a mess, and the ink was splashed out, and the articles he had just copied were all black, and Emperor Hongzhi's brows wrinkled unconsciously, and a murderous aura spread from his body.

Zhu Houzhao suddenly felt bad, he really couldn't help it, he just wanted to laugh, it can be seen that his father's sharp eyes are like arrows, he knows that it is over, he hurriedly held back his laughter, and said pitifully: "Son...... Ten thousand deaths! ”

Emperor Hongzhi glared at him and said coldly: "Re-copy, if you don't finish copying, you don't have to eat!" ”

"......" this time, Zhu Houzhao couldn't laugh anymore.

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Early in the morning, Fang Jifan got up comfortably, and Xiao Xiangxiang came to serve and dress.

Fang Jifan got up, and saw that Xiao Xiangxiang's face finally had some blood, thinking that she was cured, so he smiled and subconsciously grabbed her hand: "Hmm...... Very slippery......"

"Young Master, are you ...... You're so bad. Xiao Xiangxiang blushed, her eyes looked at the tips of her shoes, and she almost didn't dare to raise her face. Somehow, she felt more and more that the young master had no malicious intentions, not to mention, Steward Yang had already secretly instructed that if the young master was not careless, then it would be a hell, maybe he was sick, Xiao Xiangxiang thought it was true, and even recognized this truth, yes, every time the young master rubbed the oil beautifully, she felt relieved and relaxed. She has been serving the young master since she was a child, and she regards this as a sacred mission, although she is a little shy, but somehow, sometimes thinking about this, it is a little ...... I can't tell you what it's like.

Fang Jifan laughed exaggeratedly: "The young master is not bad, is it still called the young master?" Why, what are you doing by calling the young master to get up so early today? ”

When Fang Jifan raised his eyes, he saw Deng Jian probing his brain outside, and he grabbed Xiao Xiangxiang even more, making her body closer to herself, completely looking like a disciple.

The girl exuded a different kind of breath, mixed with the scent of soaphorn that she usually washed, but she taught Fang Jifan a little bit of ape.

"Deng Jian, come in with death."

"Coming, coming, congratulations to the young master, congratulations to the young master, the young master is amazing, the young master will not take the test, this test will compare everyone to the bottom." Deng Jian smiled flatteringly at Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan snorted: "Is there something?" ”

"Yes, yes, the master invited the young master to go to the hall for breakfast, the master explained, he has a bold idea, so please ask the young master to discuss, discuss......"

Fang Jifan's heart suddenly felt a chill, Daddy was too inflated, he thought he just mentioned it casually yesterday, but it turned out to be serious.

"Let's go." Fang Jifan also set off crisply and went directly to the hall.

I saw that in the hall with four walls, Fang Jinglong was sitting on the bench, holding the broken willow table, and when he saw Fang Jifan coming, Fang Jinglong suddenly blushed: "Good son, good son, come, come, sit down, eat steamed cakes, and white porridge." ”

Fang Jifan stepped forward and sat down: "Father...... called this father, he was a little unaccustomed to it, it was weird, seeing that Fang Jinglong's face was surprised again, Fang Jifan smiled: "Old man, if you have something to say, don't mention your bold ideas." ”

"Don't mention it, don't mention it." Fang Jinglong coaxed Fang Jifan: "The life of your parents, the words of the matchmaker, this is a matter for your father, how can you worry about it, for your father...... For the sake of my father, I will ask you Zhang Shibo to find a way. ”

After a pause, Fang Jinglong sighed: "You are out now, the first proofreading has shaken the Jingshi, my father has eaten breakfast, and he is going to be on duty, and now I really can't wait to fly over with my wings, and let those old brothers and colleagues take a look." Son, you said how you got in, but I haven't seen you on weekdays...... Ahem......"

This means obviously, you don't learn anything on weekdays!

Fang Jifan said confidently: "I guess." ”

Fang Jinglong breathed a long sigh of relief, in fact, last night, he didn't sleep all night, he was very excited at first, but then after thinking about it, he was actually afraid, this son ...... It's not cheating, right?

Thinking about it like this, I felt that the Fang family was going to be cold, and I was terrified when I thought about it.

Although the proofreading is not as severe as the imperial examination, such things as cheating, no matter what the exam, are a big crime of bullying the king and killing the head.

The son said that he guessed, Fang Jinglong seemed to be relieved all of a sudden, now that it was good, he was finally relieved.

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Suddenly thought of the new book issue, as an old author with a conscience, I actually forgot to ask for everyone's support, failure, failure, begging for support!