Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 20 Like father, like son

  After listening to Menzi's words, Fang Jifan knew what was going on.

The Duke of England is not an ordinary person. The last time he checked, he was the examiner. His ancestor was Zhang Yu, the favorite general of Emperor Wen Jingnan when he raised his army. Department, a very personable minister, not under the prince or county king.

Fang Jifan's good mood was swept away immediately, and he felt that his aura was also a bit short. Seeing Deng Jian beside him, his expression changed, and he said sadly: "Master, the British Duke invites you to go, you have to go, he has a fiery temper, In front of the emperor, he also dared to contradict; and... after the last review, the little one heard rumors that the British Duke had already released the words and wanted the uncle to teach you a good lesson."

   "Is there? Why doesn't this young master know?" Fang Jifan was dumbfounded!

   Who has provoked who? During the last review, the "Shibo" shouted at him. He looked at Deng Jian in fear and said, "Who did you listen to, is it reliable?"

  Deng Jian said with a sad face: "I heard what the coachman of the Zhou family next door said. The bearer of the Zhou family heard what the groom of the British government said. There is absolutely no mistake."

  Fang Jifan already felt that his back was getting cold, and hurriedly said: "Then I'd better slip away, and go out to hide for two days."

Just as he was about to leave, he saw a man coming out of the mansion. This man was obviously a soldier, with a hulking back and a haughty look, and he said in a deep voice: "But Mr. Fang, the British Royal Order is humble. This is waiting for you, son, please."

  His face was indifferent, and his eyes were dull, but Fang Jifan was shocked. This person is not simple.

  Fang Jifan struggled in his heart for a while, and finally he obediently followed the man into the hall, where he saw the British Duke Zhang Mao boldly sitting in the first place, and his father Fang Jinglong sitting on the lower side to accompany him.

  Seeing Fang Jifan coming, Zhang Mao stared at Fang Jifan suddenly. This gaze was terrifying.

   "Jifan, you are here, just now the old man was talking about you with your father, you come... come to the old man."

  Shi Bo, are you the foolish son who will succeed us to the landlord’s family?

  Fang Jifan shook his head without hesitation: "No."

  Zhang Mao clapped the copy angrily, and said coldly, "Why don't you come?"

  Fang Jifan shrank his neck. At this moment, he had fully assumed the role of the prodigal son: "I'm afraid of being beaten."

  Only Fang Jifan could say such truthful words.

  Zhang Mao seemed to choke for a moment, but found that the reason was impeccable. He was really gearing up, thinking to himself, since Lao Fang doted on his son, why don’t these prodigal sons be taught a lesson and keep it for the New Year?

  Fang Jinglong didn't dare to offend Zhang Mao, and couldn't bear to see his son suffer, so he looked at Zhang Mao pitifully, hesitant to speak.

Zhang Mao was furious, and said angrily: "You boy, since the last time I learned that you sold the property, the old man just noticed you. When I saw you during the review, I knew that you were Jing Long's son, so I paid attention. It’s better not to be careful, after checking your details, I just found out that you **** is really outrageous, are you still worthy of being a son of man? Your father gave birth to a son like you, and sooner or later you will be mad at you to death!"

  Fang Jifan was extremely wronged. Uncle Shi, I am also a victim. Seeing that Zhang Mao was about to roll up his sleeves to commit murder, Fang Jifan hurriedly said to Fang Jinglong, "Father."

   It was the first time I called Dad, and I didn't feel any disobedience at all.

  Fang Jinglong only felt distressed.

  Fang Jifan said: "Father, my son has something to ask."

   Zhang Mao stopped his movements, his face full of suspicion.

   "Ahem..." Fang Jinglong said, "Tell me."

  Fang Jifan's handsome face was serious, and then he said slowly, "Father, are you happy?"

   "Ah..." Fang Jinglong was stunned.

  Fang Jifan patiently explained: "Father gave birth to my son, are you happy?"

   "Fortune...Happiness..." Fang Jinglong replied subconsciously.

  Fang Jifan immediately spread his hands towards Zhang Mao: "You see, Uncle Shi was wrong. My father didn't die of anger because of me. He is very happy now."

Zhang Mao's old face seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds. At this time, he had to admire Fang Jifan a little bit. He wanted to teach Fang Jifan a lesson, but this guy dragged his father into the water. This is called attacking the shield with the spear of the son. Zhang Mao had no reason to get mad.

  Zhang Mao couldn't help shaking his head at this time and sighed, this old Fang is good for everything, but he is really spoiled by this son. I couldn't imagine it before, but when I saw him today, I knew that the rumors were true...

  It is said that a loving mother often loses her sons, if there is a father who is obedient and obedient, if the son is taught well, he will go to hell.

  Zhang Mao is obviously a strict father at home, squinting his eyes at this time, he is now competing with Fang Jifan, okay, boy, you dare to play tricks, not only will you be beaten today, but your father will also applaud you.

  He looked at Fang Jinglong, and said sincerely: "Has Ji Fan's nephew ever married?"

  Fang Jifan only heard it, and he knew that the Duke of the country was really rough and subtle, and he wanted to deceive people.

   Sure enough, Fang Jinglong began to feel melancholy when Zhang Mao talked about the marriage.

He said with a look of embarrassment: "I have never been married. The situation of the Fang family is known to the father-in-law. The dog has a bad reputation. If it is a high family, people will probably refuse. To be honest, I have been with several people in the past few years. The old friend hinted that they all have daughters at home, but who knows...cough cough..."

Fang Jinglong said again: "But if you are looking for a girl from an ordinary family, my lord, the Fang family is also a hereditary earl. If it spreads out, it will be a joke. But that old **** in Zhouzhou has a daughter at home, who is four years older than the dog. He was 18 years old, and he was betrothed to someone before, but who knew that his husband died of illness not long after we married, and this old **** actually said that my old Fang family can't find a good match anyway, so he might as well marry his widowed daughter to a dog. Angry, I can't wait to mention Yudi's eight-foot sword, chop him up and feed him to the dogs."

Fang Jinglong was really worried about this matter, but this piece of embarrassment hit Fang Jinglong's pain point all at once. The Fang family only had Fang Jifan as an only seedling, and they were counting on him to carry on the family line. It is not easy to marry a wife... the son's reputation The stink is indescribable, and if the family status is right, people dare not marry their daughter to Fang Jifan. Ordinary girls from small families are not in the right family, so worry to death.

  Zhang Mao narrowed his eyes into a slit, a light flashed in his eyes subtly, and said persuasively, "Has Jing Long thought about the reason?"

  Fang Jinglong froze for a moment: "This... this..."

Zhang Mao patted his thigh and said: "This is because people look down on Fang's family. If nothing else, they say that the man's ambition is everywhere, and the sons of nobles must have a job to serve the court. Just sit at home and eat and wait to die, right? But what about Jifan, do you know that he was **** even to go to the review."

  Fang Jinglong was very ashamed, and nodded hurriedly: "This... this... knows something."

   "Then do you know that Jifan has handed in the papers ahead of time?" Zhang Mao pressed hard.

   "Ah, is there such a thing?" Fang Jinglong looked at his precious son, and then felt that he was an idiot for asking this question. His son...Of course he knew it, and it seemed that there was no sense of disobedience when he handed in the paper in advance.

  Zhang Mao hated Fang Jinglong's attitude of not caring about everything the most, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Think about it, if you take the exam like this, can you pass the review?"

   "I guess I can't." Fang Jinglong sighed, and couldn't help saying: "I'm laughing, I'm laughing."

Zhang Mao slapped his thigh again: "That's it. Once the review is finished, there is no errand. Isn't such a person a waste? Who would dare to marry their daughter to your Fang family? No one will marry you." Fang family, when will you be able to hold your grandson, you can't even hold your grandson, the Fang family is going to die."

  ………

   Overslept, sorry.

  (end of this chapter)