Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 11 Young Master Wise

  At this time, outside the gate of Nanhebo Mansion, Deng Jian was still looking up.

  The young master was kidnapped by the eunuch. Deng Jian didn't dare to stop him, but he stomped his feet anxiously. He always knew the young master's temperament.

   "Master...Master..." Deng Jian greeted him cheerfully.

  Fang Jifan felt a little uneasy, and didn't know whether he answered well or not. To put it bluntly, it all depends on whether the examiner's appetite for this kind of policy topic.

  When he saw Deng Jian, he returned to his appearance as a prodigal son, whistling and spreading his legs further: "What's the name of the ghost!"

  Deng Jian bowed obediently, and said with a smile: "Master, did you go to review?"

  Fang Jifan nodded.

  Deng Jian froze, although he was tied up, but this is not like the style of the young master. He became a little nervous. Is it because the young master was tied up, stimulated, and had another brain attack? So he said worriedly: "Didn't the young master say before that the one who obediently goes to review is the grandson of the turtle?"

  Fang Jifan sneered and said, "I'm going, but my young master handed in the paper ahead of time."

  Deng Jian was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he said happily: "The young master is the young master."

  Although I feel that the young master seems to have done something wrong again, Deng Jian actually feels warm in his heart. This is a very solid and comfortable feeling.

Deng Jian's face was filled with a happy smile. Following Fang Jifan into the yard, Fang Jifan saw Xiang'er struggling to carry a basket of clothes to the courtyard from a distance, and said, "Little Deng Deng, this little Xiang'er Isn't Xiang sick?"

"Yes."

  Fang Jifan saw that Xianger was limping in extreme difficulty, he couldn't help feeling compassionate, and quickly stepped forward and said, "Xiao Xiangxiang, what are you doing?"

  When Xiang'er saw Fang Jifan, she didn't know whether it was because of illness or shyness, she hurriedly lowered her head, put down the clothes basket, and then saluted: "Master, I am a slave to do laundry."

  Fang Jifan frowned slightly: "Will you wash when you are sick?"

  Xiang'er hesitated.

   It was Deng Jian who said with a smile: "Master, it was Manager Yang's order."

  Fang Jifan felt his teeth itching. This is Huang Shiren. Is there anyone who abuses people like this? Fang Jifan can ignore other things and pretend to be a prodigal young master, but he can't stand such things.

  So he said sharply: "Call Guanshi Yang here."

  Deng Jian felt strange, seeing that the young master's face was full of anger, so he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he hurriedly called Guanshi Yang.

   Not long after, Manager Yang trotted over with his big belly, and said with a smile on his face, "What's your order, young master?"

Fang Jifan made up his mind, he already had some calculations in his mind, first he pointed to Xiang'er and said: "Xiang'er, what do you mean, you are sick and dare to hang out in front of my young master, if this illness is given to my young master , you must be condemned to death!"

  Xiang'er was so frightened that her face turned pale with fright, and she burst into tears, and quickly confessed her mistake in horror.

Guanshi Yang thought that Fang Jifan was just teaching Xiang'er a lesson, so he followed suit and said angrily: "Did you hear me, dare to obstruct the young master's eyes, and be careful with your skin." Then he looked at Fang Jifan flatteringly: "Young master, what do you say? is not it?"

  Fang Jifan closed his fan, raised his hand and slapped Guanshi Yang.

Snapped…

   The slap was crisp and sharp, especially on Steward Yang's chubby face, the aftertaste still lingered.

  Guard Yang was caught off guard by the beating, and immediately felt aggrieved, covering his cheeks, and looked at Fang Jifan in disbelief: "Master, you are..."

  Fang Jifan gritted his teeth, and then a sentence popped out from between his teeth: "Remember, in this capital, there will never be anyone lower than this young master!"

  Guard Yang was almost scared out of his wits. How could he think that he would steal the young master's limelight and make the young master hate him, so he hurriedly said: "Don't dare, dare not, the young master is the worst... no, the young master is the most amazing."

Fang Jifan just looked at Xiang'er pretending to be disdainful: "You made such a big mistake, why are you crying? Now you are punished to go back to your residence to face the wall for three days, and you are not allowed to leave the room for three days, otherwise, this young master will make an example of others. , killed Steward Yang..."

  Guard Yang: "..."

  Deng Jian gave Guanshi Yang a fearful look, then hesitated, and it took him a long time to force out a smile: "Young master is wise!"

  Xiang'er seemed to be frightened, she only thought that the young master hated herself, so she punished herself, so she went away with red eyes.

  Seeing the frail figure going away, Fang Jifan subconsciously took out the Concubine Xiang fan and shook it, sighing in his heart.

Usually, I always feel that I have to replace another person and adapt to the rhythm of life of another person. It is very horrible, but then he realized that there are too many people in this world who are more miserable than himself. I have done so many evil things, so now, I should allow myself to pay off some debts.

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  Forbidden City, the Snapper.

  At this time, Zhu Houzhao, the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, was poking his head outside the Nuan Pavilion, and his thief-like eyes glanced into the Nuan Pavilion, and a majestic voice immediately came from the Nuan Pavilion: "Come in."

Zhu Houzhao stuck out his tongue, immediately put on the appearance of a crown prince, and stepped into the pavilion. As soon as he entered, he knew that he had come at a wrong time. He saw his father sitting high on the desk, and several masters were kneeling on the left and right about.

  These masters are all famous ministers of the Hongzhi Dynasty, known for their integrity, but since they are honest, they generally don't give Zhu Houzhao any good looks.

Just as Zhu Houzhao was about to salute, Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand. He hadn't seen his only son for a few days. When he saw him now, Emperor Hongzhi smiled and said kindly: "Your Majesty, Liu Qing's family just mentioned to me that you actually published " Are you familiar with Debate on Rape?"

  Liu Qing’s family is Liu Jian, the chief assistant of the cabinet. He is sitting on the left hand of Emperor Hongzhi. He is an ugly old man. At this moment, he nodded to Zhu Houzhao.

  Liu Jian is not only the chief assistant of the cabinet, but also concurrently the crown prince's tutor, so he occasionally goes to Zhan Shifu to supervise Zhu Houzhao's homework. In recent days, it seems that the crown prince has made great progress, which makes him feel comforted.

  Zhu Houzhao raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, but hurriedly said: "I am ashamed."

  Emperor Hongzhi smiled and said: "It can be seen that it is good to use your heart."

  He said, smiled: "You sit aside, I have something to discuss with you."

  Zhu Houzhao complained in his heart, but he still sat obediently on his knees.

Emperor Hongzhi went on to say: "A few days ago, after reviewing, the Qinjun Mansion sent over a dozen good articles. These days, I have been thinking about pacifying the Southwest. Alas... the trouble in the Southwest is really an old disease of the Ming Dynasty. Over the past hundred years, the imperial court has put down rebellions again and again, but every year they are successful, but they receive news of the rebellion one after another, which is extremely annoying. All the ministers are my humerus. Thinking about it, I have been suffering from headaches. It is rare today, these The younger ones are taking part in the literary examination, and I took this opportunity to come up with this strategy, maybe someone really came up with a good recipe by surprise."

Liu Jian and others all smiled slightly, but this smile was very subtle, more like catering to the emperor. In their eyes, His Majesty is still a saint, and the cabinet and ministers are also considered virtuous, and they have not yet found a good solution to the root cause. , a group of hairy kids, can you count on them?

This kind of examination, especially a group of honorable children, their policy essays are probably not as good as those of ordinary scholars, but as long as they can read and break characters, and write correctly, they don't ask for any reason, but they want the writing to be a link between the past and the future. , it is considered excellent.

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