Zhu Xiurong has returned to his attic, the name of the attic, Fang Jifan doesn't remember it very well, but the place is very familiar, and when he enters the pavilion, Mama Liu is still waiting here on the orders of Queen Zhang.

She fearfully welcomed Fang Jifan in, and saw Zhu Xiurong smiling lightly, leaning over and waiting.

Fang Jifan stepped forward and saluted: "I have seen Your Highness, Your Highness looks much better than before. ”

Zhu Xiurong seemed to be looking forward to Fang Jifan's coming, and said, "Pastry, have you received it?" ”

Fang Jifan remembered the last time His Majesty gave him food, and Her Royal Highness the princess specially gave him pastries. It's a pity that it was robbed by Zhu Houzhao's gang in the end.

Fang Jifan sighed in his heart, it is said that after Zhu Houzhao ate it, he even said that it was unpalatable, and vomited directly, at this point, it seems that it is time to thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for testing poison for himself.

But...... Fang Jifan naturally can't let Zhu Xiurong down, it's always up to other people's hearts, and they can't work hard for you, you still say ugly things!

He said with a smile: "It's rare for His Highness to bother, so naturally he received it." ”

Zhu Xiurong smiled, immediately showed a look of anticipation, and felt a little embarrassed: "You...... What do you think...... Is it tasty? ”

Fang Jifan is an upright person, but no matter how upright he is, he is not stupid, he said happily: "It's delicious, it's very sweet, Her Royal Highness the princess's cooking skills are very admirable." ”

“……”

Just hearing this, Zhu Xiurong looked at Fang Jifan with a strange look.

Fang Jifan looked a little inexplicable, could it be ...... Is it because you are so moved that you cry?

But it doesn't seem right.

Fang Jifan even felt a faint gust of yin wind behind his head.

Zhu Xiurong's watery eyes began to burst out of a crystal clear tear.

Seeing that Fang Jifan was a little distressed, he hurriedly said: "Your Highness......"

Zhu Xiurong burst into tears, and said with a little anger: "The pastry didn't put sugar, it was salt, I heard that potatoes and sweet potatoes have a sweet taste, I was afraid that you would eat too much sweet and greasy, so I put a little salt......"

“……”

Fang Jifan was a little confused, why didn't he say it earlier.

Zhu Xiurong felt very aggrieved, the pastry, but it was made with hard work, the dough kneaded by himself, the dough kneaded by himself, and put it into the steamer by himself, it took an afternoon, and even burned his arm, and he had to endure the constant chatter of the eunuchs in the imperial dining room, and his Royal Highness was careful at every turn.

Outcome...... You tell me it's sweet now!

I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch!

Fang Jifan was stunned, making pastries, do you still put salt?

Seeing Zhu Xiurong's sad appearance, Fang Jifan's heart softened, sat down calmly on the side, looked at Zhu Xiurong seriously and said, "Does Your Highness know how to paint?" ”

"What...... What the? Zhu Xiurong lowered his head and pulled his sleeves, looking very aggrieved.

Fang Jifan said: "I have a protégé, painting is okay, he is called second, except for his teacher, no one dares to call him first." ”

“……”

Fang Jifan himself is happy, Tang Yin's scumbag has a bit of a future at this point.

"Your Highness can know that the most inferior painting is realism, if you want to paint a beauty like Your Highness, if you copy His Highness's facial features, the more it looks like it, but it falls into the inferior. But if you just sketch a few strokes, only barely draw its meaning, and then leave a large blank, this is called freehand, which is the artistic conception of painting. ”

Obviously, Fang Jifan successfully diverted Zhu Xiurong's focus.

I saw that the tears on Zhu Xiurong's face finally stopped, and said, "Well, this ...... I know some. ”

Fang Jifan smiled: "The same is true of this pastry, how could I not know that this pastry is salty, but the pastry is a piece of His Highness's heart, how can the minister not know?" Therefore, when eating pastries, it is like painting, and the taste of the mouth is not really important, it is important...... It is His Royal Highness's heart, this heart, so that the minister's heart is sweet, naturally, no matter what the taste of the pastry, it feels sweet and delicious, this is not the same as the freehand in the painting? ”

"I ......" Zhu Xiurong's pretty face turned crimson, and then she was ashamed again, and muttered: "I misunderstood you, and I thought you were not rare in that pastry." ”

Fang Jifan said eloquently: "Nonsense, what is this, I love to eat His Highness's pastries the most, His Highness still knows that I love salty, how does His Highness know?" ”

Zhu Xiurong opened a pair of clear big eyes and said, "I...... I guess. ”

Fang Jifan was moved, stretched out his hand, took Zhu Xiurong's pulse, felt the temperature on Zhu Xiurong's skin, and said with emotion: "Your Highness still knows me." ”

Fang Jifan was actually very embarrassed in his heart, and he was quite ashamed, he ...... Lying again, but this ...... It should be a white lie.

Zhu Xiurong smuttered, chewing on Fang Jifan's words, she blamed Fang Jifan for it, and she was ashamed in her heart, but she was a little happy for no reason!

It's just that after all, she grew up under the strict discipline of Empress Zhang since she was a child, and Fang Jifan's expression was really straightforward, which made her feel a little timid, and her heartbeat was much faster.

Her heart was in a mess, and she didn't know what to say to respond to Fang Jifan for a while.

Fang Jifan saw that she didn't speak, and it was not easy to speak, he blamed himself for being such an honest person, why did he always fall into a situation of lying one after another, is it true that in this world, honest people are really not allowed in the world?

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and after finishing the pulse, Fang Jifan got up and said: "Your Highness has a good complexion, congratulations, and the ministers are ......."

"You wait, I have something to say." Seeing that Fang Jifan seemed to be leaving, Zhu Xiurong ignored the accelerated heartbeat, and stared deeply: "You...... What have you been doing lately? ”

"......" Fang Jifan thought for a while and said: "It's nothing more than painting, teaching, etc., and occasionally going deep into the homeless people with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to experience the sufferings of the people." ”

"You...... Do you still raise pigs? ”

"Who did you listen to?"

In fact, when this sentence was asked, Fang Jifan regretted it.

Uncle, who else can there be except His Royal Highness the Prince, who can never hold the wind in his mouth? It's only been a long time, and everyone already knows.

Fang Jifan said honestly: "Yes." ”

Zhu Xiurong frowned slightly and said, "There is nothing wrong with raising pigs, but ...... The queen mother said, you don't raise anything, but raise pigs, and others listen to it and think you did it on purpose. Besides, what's the use of raising pigs, even if you teach people to listen to jokes, this pig is not dignified......"

Fang Jifan knew that Zhu Xiurong must have heard something.

Raising pigs in this day and age is indeed a ridiculous thing.

Because on the one hand, unless the ingredients of some special foods, ordinary aristocrats, do not like to eat pork, the taste is too embarrassing, and the texture and meat quality are not good, only the untouchables are eating these things.

Although at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, because Emperor Taizu Gao was born in Caomang, there were also some pork as ingredients in the palace's dietary recipes, but gradually, the palace ate less and less.

Ordinary people will not be full of pigs.

And Fang Jifan did the opposite, and Empress Zhang did not necessarily complain, but felt that if this matter spread, the reputation of the other party Jifan would be hindered.

Fang Jifan was calm about this, and smiled and said: "Whether a person is decent or not depends on whether a person does good or bad things, not what kind of business he operates. ”

Zhu Xiurong couldn't help but be surprised, stared at Fang Jifan and said, "Raising pigs can also benefit the world?" ”

"It's nature."

"You have to be careful." Zhu Xiurong said: "People outside love gossip, they may not think like this, you shouldn't tell my brother about this, my brother can't control his mouth." ”

"I found out too." Fang Jifan was very helpless.

Under Zhu Xiurong's worried gaze, Fang Jifan said goodbye.

Every time he saw Zhu Xiurong, Fang Jifan's heart warmed, and he couldn't help but sigh, the old Zhu family gave birth to a son like Zhu Houzhao, which was enough for a headache, but it was a blessing to give birth to a daughter like Zhu Xiurong.

………………

"What...... Fang Jifan is raising pigs? ”

Burst......

Early the next morning, Ma Wensheng, the secretary of the military department, was in the public room, and just drank a sip of tea, and then the tea squirted out.

He glared at the scribe and said: "It's a big thing, and it doesn't matter if you go to the West, the countless energy of the various departments, and the countless money and food, now all point to his protégé, at this time, shouldn't he be anxious?" He went to raise pigs? ”

Ma Wensheng didn't sleep all night, he was already in an irritable mood, and at this time he really wanted to find a rope to hang on the beam, so he simply died.

The military department is now more important to him than that Xu Jing, Xu Jing has gone to sea, thinking about it, even if he wants to wait for his news, he is afraid that he can't wait, it seems that it is better to stare at Fang Jifan, but who knows, let people inquire, this guy actually raised pigs.

It's worth it!

He was so anxious: "The son of the dignified marquis, the earl of the Ming Dynasty, the young Zhan Shi of the Zhan Mansion, the same dean of the Xishan Academy, and the thousand households of the Yulin Wei Tuntian Thousand Households, what kind of pigs is he going to raise?" What a ridiculous thing this is, he is not afraid of the jokes of the world, what is the use of raising pigs? Is it important? What can be raised? His tastes are so chic, I couldn't see that he was such a person before. ”

The military department is already full of mourning.

Fang Jifan went to raise pigs.

Almost no one can understand, you say that if you want to eat meat, then raise sheep, mutton everyone likes it, and raising pigs is more sloppy, this pork, who is willing to eat it? How much meat can it produce?

"It is said that the streets and alleys are crazy, and I have never heard of a count himself raising pigs......"

"Hey......" Ma Wensheng sighed: "This is the West...... I'm afraid it's going to be over.

……………………

Above the ocean.

Thousands of miles of blue water, with no end in sight.

Three sea vessels, all the way south in a zigzag shape.

The mottled hull was covered with moss, the ship was not large, but it was full of sails, and the ship rowed all the way across the sea with the wind.

Standing on the side of the ship, a man's eyes were looking at the sea and sky, and then he looked up at the seagulls hovering in the sky, and said firmly: "There are seabirds, ahead...... There is land. ”