Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1753 Fang Jifan

   It was the girl from the Liu family who walked in briskly. Liu Er hesitated for a moment, and followed in.

  Although furniture is placed here, but...the people who are expected to buy these mansions in the future will not put anything luxurious.

  Thus, the people who decorate the prefabricated houses did not intentionally add any luxury items, but ordinary tables and chairs.

But this house is clean and bright, with windows, and the windows are made of glass, so that sunlight can shine in. This standard, in fact, is still a bit dark in later generations. For example, the balcony is due to the construction technology of this era. Later generations have long been eliminated.

  Compared to the residences of these people now, they are not so bright.

  The dude dutifully introduced that this is the hall, this is the restaurant, this is the balcony, and here are three rooms.

   That's right, outside the house, at the end of the corridor, is a public latrine. You don't need to go downstairs to go to the latrine.

  By the way, there will be lights on the ceiling. Of course, what kind of lights it will be has not yet been determined.

  The guy said very honestly: "However... the pipes for the wiring have been reserved. As long as the lights can be used at that time, they will be installed by themselves. At that time, there will be no need to use candles."

   Liu Er didn't really understand these words, but his heart was overwhelmed, he looked left and right.

  Along the waistline of the wall, with green paint underneath, white wall above, and even a special baseboard in the corner, he suddenly...felt his heart feel at ease...

  Such a house...is it my own now?

  In the future... myself, my mother, and my sister will all live here?

  Liu Er has never been a person who enjoys himself. He lost his father since he was a child, encountered a famine, and suffered a lot. For a person who has never tasted honey, suffering is just a very common thing.

   But now...he had his first taste of candied fruit.

  He stood in the center of the hall, a little dizzy.

  The sister of the Fang family laughed and looked for her room excitedly.

  Mother Liu seemed much more reserved, but tears were about to come out of her eyes. For people like the Liu family, finding a place to live and live in peace is something that they dare not even think about.

  She tried her best to look inside, and didn't bother to listen to the man's chattering introduction, but even if the house was an empty shell, there was nothing, and the ground was a piece of mud. , as long as there is a cover on the head, for Liu's mother, this... is better than everything.

  She wondered how relieved she would be if her husband hadn't died, or if he was alive in heaven at this time.

  Almost all the people who came to see the house were excited.

  They, like Liu Er, are all ordinary people.

  They looked at everything here, but their actions were very cautious. Even if there were many people, they never dared to touch the tables, chairs and walls here easily. This is due to the instinct of lack of self-confidence, and subconsciously feels that this mansion is too precious.

  On that day... countless mansions were sold.

   And then... the news spread further.

   Some people have begun to worry about the price increase of new houses.

   Fortunately, in Xishan New City, only one household is allowed to buy one set, but there are still some people who are worried... such a best-selling will cause a sharp rise in prices.

   Even some people who had houses in their hands before, such as Li Zheng, Ottoman's rite minister, began to mistakenly think that this was Fang Jifan's retreat.

   That's right, this dog is so treacherous, first it attracts people with a low price, then it will be a best seller, and then slowly raise the price back, yes, it must be like this, this kid is really as cunning as a fox.

   But soon, Li Zheng fell into despair.

  Because the second day, the third day, and even the tenth day, even a month has passed.

  The price...is still not moving at all.

  After all... There is no limit at all. If there is plenty of land, sell it first, and then build after it is sold.

  Since this is the case, many people who are in a hurry have gradually become at ease. What everyone is worried about is that the price will continue to skyrocket, and eventually reach the level where everyone is overwhelmed.

  If there is no such urgency, then those who do not have enough money can raise money slowly.

  In less than a month, the sales of the house reached 100,000.

  After that...it is still selling well.

  Although this sales volume is more on paper.

  But it still carries the expectations of countless people.

   What's more, someone came all the way from other state capitals. This house is worth the price.

  Li Zheng already knew...he was finished.

  Some merchants have begun to come to the door.

  These people who are pampered on weekdays.

  They used to have longing for Osman.

  After all... the tradition of hundreds of years of learning and excellent officials, hundreds of years of ideas that have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even if it is Fang Jifan's tossing, how many things the court has done, but the things that are rooted in the bones, how can they be easily broken.

  As Wang Shouren said, it is easy to break a thief, but it is difficult to break a thief in the heart.

  These merchants, or the former Confucian scholars, still believe that Emperor Suleiman, who was far away in Ottoman, was right. Behind the prosperity of Ming Dynasty, there is a huge crisis hidden.

   Sooner or later, the famous church that Daming abandoned will make a comeback.

  This is also the reason why they are willing to cooperate with the Confucian scholars who are driven by Ottoman and collude with Ottoman.

   But now, they have put all their wealth and lives into it.

Seeing that the daily mortgages weighed heavily on them, and the mansion they held in their hands couldn't be sold for three taels of silver. When they were burning with anxiety, they wanted to sell it off, but they were unwilling...the gold and silver in their hands had already been exhausted. , the original property, after losing the flow of gold and silver, is already in jeopardy, so I have to try my best to sell the property.

   But what followed was their anger.

  They had a guilty conscience and dared not admit that they had any connection with Osman.

  But the current situation is burning eyebrows.

   Finally someone couldn't take it any longer, jumped out directly, and found the embassy in a big way.

  They cried, beat their chests and stumbled, and complained like crazy.

   When he saw the Ottomans, he grabbed the skirt of his clothes and questioned them.

   You know, not long ago, they were still 'lords', gentle people, but now they look like shrews, and they can't hire gentlemen at all.

   "Where is Li Zheng, where is Li Zheng, tell him to come out, tell him to come out and speak."

  The angry man roared.

  The scribe who had to come out to meet them seemed even more anxious, and said with a bitter face: "Li Shilang... Li Shilang has disappeared."

   "What? What about the house we have in hand, and what should we do when we build it?"

  They never imagined that not long ago, Li Zheng, who was still calm and in control of Zhizhu, would run away, so they became even more angry.

   Li Zheng has indeed escaped.

   If you don’t leave, things will be revealed. This kind of conspiracy against the Ming court will definitely not be tolerated by the Ming court.

  He could even imagine that if Fang Jifan knew that he had done something to him, he would have to cut himself into pieces. He knew that Fang Jifan could do anything.

   What's more... He is not only afraid of the Ming court, but also afraid of these Confucian scholars and merchants who come to settle accounts with him.

  These people who have lost everything will not let themselves go easily.

  So overnight, he was flying all the way westward, like a lost dog.

  It's just... where is there a way? Daming can't go, so he returned to Ottoman. Ottoman's wealth has been squandered countless by him. Will Emperor Suleiman let himself go?

  Countless terrifying things flashed through Li Zheng's mind, but he couldn't care about anything else.

  The matter of the Ottoman embassy was finally brought to light.

  Suddenly... Jingli began to be in an uproar again.

  It turned out that the real man behind the previous price increase was the Ottomans, Ottoman's Minister of Rites, and a villain named Li Zheng.

  On that day, Suncheon Prefecture surrounded the Ottoman embassy.

   Immediately, a sea arrest document was issued to arrest Li Zheng.

  At this time, Zhu Houzhao, who was in the palace, looked at the memorials happily.

  I thought that at this moment, countless people would want to impeach Fang Jifan.

   But what he didn't expect was that in the past two days, he suddenly became misfired.

  Zhu Houzhao rarely recovered from his 'illness' today, so he called all the officials to see him.

  After being promoted to the seat, all the officials immediately had an audience. Liu Jian and Fang Jifan were the leaders, and then they bowed down and shouted long live three times.

Zhu Hou looked like he hadn't slept well these days, and looked a little haggard. He first glanced at Fang Jifan, exchanged glances with Fang Jifan, and said, "I violated the peace a few days ago, but I have inherited the emperor's rule. Although it is a serious illness, But it’s not that I don’t care about things, I saw a lot of impeachment memorials a few days ago, all impeaching Lord Zhen, saying that Lord Zhen caused people’s hearts to fluctuate, is there such a thing?”

  As Zhu Houzhao said, he glanced at the officials in the palace.

  The ministers below were all silent in unison.

  Zhu Houzhao said: "You dare to speak in the memorial, but why do you dare not speak in front of me?"

   "..."

  The hall was still as silent as death.

  Zhu Houzhao simply held up a memorabilia, opened it, and chanted the name in the memorabilia aloud: "Liu Kuan, the capital censor, come out and speak."

  In the class, someone rushed out, bowed down and said: "The minister is here."

   "Is this impeachment memorandum written by Qing? Let me take a look... You said Zhen Guogong..."

Liu Kuan looked panic-stricken, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, this memorandum was indeed written by the minister, but at that time, the minister was ignorant, and the investigation was not true. He really wronged Zhen Guogong, Zhen Guogong...reported to the state , Common people in Xia'an, this unworldly man, but the minister has a villainous heart, saves the belly of a gentleman, and flies to the dog. Now I am remorseful. Every time I think of this, I feel extremely ashamed. My minister... It's a big mistake, please don't do it, Your Majesty Listen to the words in the memorial, and the minister will die."

   Zhu Houzhao was at a loss.

   It's really weird. A few days ago, everyone was still jumping up and cursing, as if Lao Fang had done some heinous thing? How come they turned their heads, but everyone scolded themselves instead, and praised Lao Fang to the sky.

   Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but glance at Fang Jifan.

  Fang Jifan smiled with a calm expression on his face.

  Well, he is used to such flattery.

  …

   Yesterday's second chapter.

  (end of this chapter)