Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 22 Review the first

  At this time, no one noticed that a trace of surprise flashed across Fang Jifan's face.

   Order?

  Maybe Zhang Mao and Fang Jinglong haven't reacted yet, but Fang Jifan quickly heard the implication.

There are several formats for the imperial decree of the Ming Dynasty. If it is announced to the world, it is called "Chao"; if it is to reward high-level officials, it is called "Gao"; In addition, if it is just announcing something, it is called 'system'. In addition, there are also formats such as 'Book', 'Book', 'Fu', and 'Xi', corresponding to different situations.

  There are strict rules and regulations, and it is absolutely impossible to confuse them.

   Isn't Long Yan furious, and wants to send down the punishment of heaven? Why did you get up?

I just heard the **** continue to read: "I want to rule the world, so I reward civil and military talents so that I can stabilize the country and make the people worry-free; Fang Jifan, the son of Nanhe, reviewed and played the right one, and made a strategy of 'reforming the land and returning to the people'." , Won my heart, this is a good word for the country; I can distinguish right from wrong, how can I not give it to you? Even if Fang Jifan is the head of the reviewer, he is bestowed with a golden belt, respect this."

   After the **** finished reading, he looked at the three people on the ground.

  Zhang Mao looked shocked, as if he was about to suffocate.

  Where is Fang Jinglong? The tears on his face hadn't been wiped clean, his eyes widened and he just stared at the eunuch.

   First place in proofreading, and a golden belt?

  Fang Jinglong couldn't believe his ears, it was impossible, absolutely impossible, he wouldn't know who his son was? This is simply a fantasy...

  The **** looked at Fang Jifan with a smile on his face and said, "Mr. Fang, why don't you thank you soon?"

  Fang Jifan came to his senses at this moment, and he couldn't help feeling mixed feelings in his heart, "reforming the land and returning to the bloc" has made great achievements. Golden belt, what an honor this is, he felt every cell in his body jumping up for joy, it was not easy, it was not easy, after receiving so much infamy, everyone wanted to beat him up, now... finally it was time to feel elated when.

  He hurriedly said: "Chen...thank you."

   With a smile on his face, the **** had delivered the decree to Fang Jifan, and ordered someone to take the box, which contained a gold belt, and handed it to Fang Jifan.

  Fang Jifan quickly opened the box, wanting to see what the golden belt looks like, but the **** hurriedly stopped him and said: "Don't open it, go home and hide slowly..."

   But it was obviously too late for him to say this, the box had already been opened by Fang Jifan, and the gleaming golden belt was blooming in front of everyone's eyes.

  Fang Jifan was overjoyed, and gently took off the belt, but immediately, doubts appeared in his eyes.

its not right! Although the belt was golden, but holding it in his hand, Fang Jifan felt that the weight was a bit wrong. Is it gold?

  Fang Jifan subconsciously put the golden belt head into his mouth.

  The eunuch's face changed: "Don't...don't bite..."

But Fang Jifan had already bit down on it. If it was pure gold, the gold is softer and would definitely leave a tooth mark, but Fang Jifan only felt his teeth click, which made him grit his teeth in pain, so he couldn't help but said: "Golden belt So it's made of copper?"

   "..."

  So, everyone looked at Fang Jifan as if they were seeing a psychopath.

  Gold...isn't it copper?

  The emperor issued a decree to give 300 jin of gold to XX. Do you really think that what the emperor bestowed was 3,000 taels of gold? That is copper.

  The **** suddenly became embarrassed.

   "I'll take a look, I'll take a look." With a whoosh, Fang Jinglong jumped up.

The fact was right in front of him, he felt like he was dreaming, rushed forward, and stared at the belt in the box with Fang Jifan, the belt was made of gold... ah no, it was made of brass that was as bright as gold, wrapped in leather, All in all, very eye-catching!

  Fang Jinglong stretched his neck, greedily looked at the belt, and gently rubbed his hands on the belt. At this moment, tears welled up in his eyes again: "Is Your Majesty...a little confused?"

  After hearing what he said, Fang Jifan suddenly began to wonder, is this his real father?

   Could it be that Fang Jinglong picked up the child in a dilapidated Town God's Temple on a stormy night more than ten years ago?

  The **** first heard Fang Jifan questioning the fineness of the gold belt, and then heard Fang Jinglong researching whether the emperor Lao Tzu was insane.

   "Come and see, old man." Zhang Mao also accepted the reality in front of him.

  He was shocked, how...how is this possible?

  This brat can be the number one proofreader. Could it be that Lao Fang has some shady PY deal with His Majesty?

  He leaned over, the three of them stared at the belt in the box with six eyes, completely forgetting themselves.

   "Haha..." Suddenly there was loud laughter that shook the rubble, and Fang Jinglong, who was in tears, looked up to the sky and laughed: "First in the review, my son is promising!"

  Zhang Mao looked at Fang Jinglong complicatedly, and there was only one thought in his mind, is there such **** luck?

  He even began to doubt life.

  The next moment, Fang Jinglong suddenly grabbed Zhang Mao's hand.

  Old Fang seemed very enthusiastic, staring at Zhang Mao with fiery eyes, which made Zhang Mao very uncomfortable.

   "Old Zhang..." Fang Jinglong even addressed him more intimately.

   "Ah... congratulations, congratulations..." Zhang Mao subconsciously gave Fang Jifan a look, such a brat who deserves to be beaten... can also be the first?

   "That, that...Old Zhang..." Fang Jinglong's face turned red, he looked embarrassed, and said hesitantly, "I just heard you say that your son married Princess Longting after he got a silver belt?"

   "Uh..." Zhang Mao suddenly had a bad feeling.

"How about, Lao Zhang, you can secure a matchmaker for my son. My son is the first in the review and gets a gold belt. The princess is fine. Don't count on it. I heard that King Hui has a daughter under his knees. She is thirteen years old. She hasn't left the cabinet yet, she's generous, she's a talented woman, I'm embarrassed to say it, but Lao Zhang has a lot of face, why don't you go and talk about it?"

   "Ah..." Zhang Mao shuddered, and hurriedly said: "This is not urgent, not urgent..."

   "Old Zhang... Come, come, come..." Fang Jinglong dragged Zhang Mao, Lao Zhang was not in a hurry, he was in a hurry, his son is promising, he is promising, there are so many noble children in the capital, my son won the first place. Now that I am full of warmth and desire, no, it is just right, and I will settle the marriage by the way.

   This is called striking while the iron is hot!

   "Come on, let's talk in detail."

Zhang Mao was dragged by Fang Jinglong, and finally broke free, with a trace of panic on his face, he hurriedly said: "Old Fang, this kind of thing needs to be considered in the long-term. It's better to think in the long-term. Ah, I remembered, I have something to do today. I haven't visited the Five Armies Commander's Mansion yet, let's talk back, talk back..."

   He waved his hands, and fled as if flying. The dignified British prince was in an unspeakable embarrassment.

  Fang Jinglong looked at Zhang Mao's back with admiration, and looked back at Fang Jifan who had already taken the gold belt and tied it around his waist.

  Fang Jinglong suspected that he was in a dream, and what he was stepping on was not the ground, but the clouds.

  He murmured: "Number one, review number one, son, good son..." Patting Fang Jifan on the shoulder, Fang Jifan felt that his shoulder bones were about to crack.

Fang Jinglong, who was full of pride, laughed again: "If you are the first in the review, you will have a good job. At least you will be sent to the military guards, and you will have to be on duty in the palace. You will be promising in the future. Who dares to say that my son is not promising... He rolled up his sleeves: "I beat him to death."

  Fang Jifan couldn't help but be ecstatic, nodded and said: "Yes, that's right, I will beat him too!"

Fang Jinglong suddenly thought of something: "Now that I think about it carefully, my son is so promising, so he can't marry a daughter-in-law in such a hasty way. What Lao Zhang said is right. We need to think long-term. Our son can't just focus on King Hui. I remembered that little girl, Your Majesty still has a daughter, she seems to be quite young...I have a very bold idea for my father..." He squinted his eyes, wondering what was going on in his mind.

   "..." Fang Jifan's face twitched. He was different from Fang Jinglong, but he only had a bad feeling.

  (end of this chapter)