MTL - Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty-v2 Chapter 1663 send the emperor

  Chapter 1663 Send the Emperor

  When Xiao Jing saw Emperor Hongzhi, he burst into tears, so much so that even Fang Jifan couldn't help but sigh.

  Finally found Xiao Jing, Emperor Hongzhi was naturally happy, he stayed in Nanjing steadily for a few days, and the Xishan Bank took over the land, and after making a series of arrangements, began to list rent-free.

  Although Jiangnan is a land of fish and rice, it has many people and little land. It is not like the north. Each family can rent 30 to 50 mu, and it is good to have ten or eight mu.

   Now the common people are scrambling for rent, but there are also many jokes and troubles.

  Hangzhou government reported that it was because a certain village thought that the land it rented and planted was not as good as that of neighboring villages, so it started a fight and killed two strong men. Some people complained that they had too little land, and the bank only leased tenants by households, but the number of people in each household was different, which was unfair.

   There may be only one or two such farces in a prefecture or a county, but they can add up to a lot. When they report to Emperor Hongzhi, there will be many.

  Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help laughing bitterly when he saw the memorial.

  Excellent good governance may not satisfy everyone.

He called Fang Jifan, and seeing His Majesty's frown, Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty, after all, these are only a minority. There is nothing in the world that can be perfect. Of course, there are people who make trouble for no reason, but there are some, indeed. It's Xishan Bank's negligence, it's a good thing to make amends, as long as there are generally no troubles, it's a good thing."

  Emperor Hongzhi nodded and nodded: "That's the only way, Jifan, do you know what the prince did in Beijing?"

  The topic didn't change so quickly, but...

  Fang Jifan looked surprised, and then his heart tightened, won't my house be burned down?

   "Your Majesty, what's wrong with the crown prince?" Fang Jifan's voice was a little nervous.

  Emperor Hongzhi said sullenly: "I'm still asking you, and you're still asking about me. It's because I have no news, and there is not a single word in this report, that's why I came to ask you."

  Fang Jifan finally breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that nothing happened, and it was good that nothing happened.

The mood suddenly relaxed again, so Fang Jifan laughed: "Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince is extremely witty and loves the people like a son. Now His Majesty is traveling far away, and His Highness is supervising the country. As usual, the world is still peaceful. This is nothing, it is the greatest good governance. The so-called good fighters have no great achievements, so it is."

Emperor Hongzhi laughed after hearing this, and said: "It's reasonable for you to be left and right, but I have been away from Beijing for so many days, and I still feel a little worried in my heart. Here in the south of the Yangtze River, the hidden dangers have finally been eliminated, and I can sit back and relax. "

   As he spoke, he continued to cheer up: "In a few days, go back to Beijing, and pass an edict to the various ministries in Nanjing to tell them... I will go here, without seeing each other off, and without disturbing the people."

  Fang Jifan also felt that it was reasonable, so he responded one by one.

   Then he left and came out, just in time to see the British Duke Zhang Mao approaching. Zhang Mao was old, with silver hair on his head, visible to the naked eye, like a twilight hero.

  Meeting Fang Jifan, the British Duke slapped Fang Jifan on the shoulder: "Wei Guogong has arrived in Nanjing, he met the old man, and said it was... thanks to you this time, if you didn't speak well in front of His Majesty..."

  Zhang Mao didn't continue talking.

  Fang Jifan smiled: "Pleasant words are good words, but you still talk dry, there is no way, after all... my nephew has a conscience."

"You." Zhang Mao shook his head and said: "I don't know how to be modest. Look at me, I am very cautious. This is the way to be a minister and a disciple. Don't think that the old man is not accompanying His Majesty, but this time , Your Majesty wants to pay homage to Xiaoling again, the first thing that comes to mind is this old man."

  Fang Jifan immediately said: "I don't plan to go to sacrifice all day long."

As he said that, he ran away very cleverly. Zhang Mao wanted to chase after him, but sadly found out that he, who was so fierce and fierce back then, could always pick up this little slicker. How could this kid escape? Get your own Wuzhishan. But now...his waist and legs seem to have become dull.

  So, he could only keep wryly smiling and shaking his head: "Old, old, how could he escape when he was young?"

   Immediately afterwards, he pulled himself together and headed towards the direction where Emperor Hongzhi was walking.

  …

Three days later, the weather was already cold. Although the cold wind in the south of the Yangtze River was not as sharp as that of the capital, it was also extraordinarily cold. The coldness in the humidity was always pervasive. Emperor Hongzhi missed the capital. The heating is off.

  Of course, in this early morning, Emperor Hongzhi got up early.

  Xing is already busy here, Wei Guogong and Yingying Gong have been waiting outside early, and Xiao Jing also stood under the corridor against the cold morning wind.

  Teams of imperial guards, with clear banners and armor, are still in high spirits, waiting outside in silence.

  Emperor Hongzhi came out, got into the carriage, and the carriage drove slowly. After a while, Emperor Hongzhi ordered Fang Jifan to go with the carriage, and Fang Jifan entered the carriage.

  Today...it's time to drive back to Beijing.

   After wandering in the south of the Yangtze River for so long, Emperor Hongzhi has already returned his heart.

   It was warm in the carriage. Fang Jifan accompanied Emperor Hongzhi and poured him a cup of tea in the carriage.

Emperor Hongzhi nodded, picked up the teacup, and said lightly: "Every winter, when the cold wind blows, I feel more and more that I am tired, and my energy is always not as good as before. If you are sleepy, if you take a short nap, this spirit will not last long."

  Fang Jifan said: "Occasionally, when I get up, I will have back pain. Your Majesty, this is a common occurrence. I think that Your Majesty does not need to worry. When I return to the capital, I will drink more fish oil and my body will be strong."

  Emperor Hongzhi looked at Fang Jifan strangely: "Jifan already has back pain at such a young age?"

"this…"

Seeing Fang Jifan's embarrassment, Emperor Hongzhi smiled, and did not continue to study, he said to himself: "Last night, some troubles broke out again. After all, the matter of rent-free distribution of land is a matter of great interest. It makes sense to make a fuss."

  Although he expressed his understanding, Emperor Hongzhi looked sullen.

  Fang Jifan was able to understand Emperor Hongzhi's feelings.

It is obviously a good government, and the people can benefit from it, and even in the future, it can greatly relieve hunger, which can be said to be the first of its kind in history, but the people still only look at the benefits in front of them, making a lot of noise, who is your majesty? After seeing this situation, how can you be happy?

  Fang Jifan simply didn't make a sound, and Emperor Hongzhi seemed to be tired again, so he didn't continue talking, half lying on the sofa, covered with a thin quilt, and closed his eyes to rest.

Along the way, the wheels of the carriage turned, only the occasional sound of horseshoes and breaths. After all, it was still early, and the sky outside was still dark. Emperor Hongzhi got up after a short nap, and said in a daze: "Where are you?"

   "Your Majesty, you haven't left the city yet."

  Emperor Hongzhi said strangely: "It's about three o'clock. At this time, why are there no lights outside the carriages and horses?"

   This is a very strange thing.

Emperor Hongzhi always liked to get up early, and sometimes he would go to the tower to look far away. Nanjing is unusual because it is an old capital with a large population and extremely prosperous. Logically speaking, at this time, even if there are no thousands of lights, there will always be many lights , Emperor Hongzhi's carriage, with the curtains open, but outside the glass windows, there were hardly any lights, as if it was midnight, deadly silence.

  Fang Jifan couldn't come up with anything. If you asked him about the early morning incident, you would be asking the wrong person.

  Emperor Hongzhi has regained his spirit: "Where is this?"

  Fang Jifan had no idea, and shook his head frankly.

Emperor Hongzhi sighed: "You have lived for a long time, how could you not know it? Turn right from the Duke of Wei's mansion, you will find the Gongyuan, after that is the Confucius Temple, and after that, it will be Yongqing Lane, along Yongqing Lane... Forget it, I Here, in a daze, get out of the car and walk around, I'm afraid I'm going to leave the city at this time."

  Emperor Hongzhi ordered the carriage to stop, got out of the carriage, Xiao Jing accompanied him outside the carriage, and immediately helped him up, the moment Emperor Hongzhi landed on the ground, by the starlight, he saw Xiao Jing had a strange look on his face.

  Emperor Hongzhi frowned, looked around, and then he was stunned.

In the darkness, the streets along the way were full of people. People knelt beside the road without making any sound. There was no light of fire in the houses and streets along the way. When the cold wind blew, Emperor Hongzhi shuddered, even the heavy clothing on his body could not resist the cold wind, but in the darkness, the figure kneeling beside the road remained motionless.

  Emperor Hongzhi frowned and looked at Xiao Jing: "Who arranged it?"

   "This... this..." Xiao Jing shook his head: "I don't know."

Emperor Hongzhi frowned again. He saw a curled up, small body beside the road. This was a little girl, about seven or eight years old. On the way, although he couldn't see clearly, Emperor Hongzhi seemed to be able to see that this little hand was already blue and purple from the cold.

  Emperor Hongzhi stepped forward quickly, approached the little girl, and said, "Get up."

  The girl raised her red face from the cold, looked at Emperor Hongzhi, and then at her parents beside her, and shook her head: "Grandpa can't tell."

   "Your grandfather asked you to come?"

  The girl nodded.

   "What are you here for?"

"Send off the emperor... The emperor came to the south of the Yangtze River and gave us rent-free land so that we can have food and clothes. Grandpa said, we must be grateful, otherwise we are inferior to animals. The emperor is leaving today, and we will leave early in the morning." Come to see him off, Grandpa also said that the emperor is old, so he must be very sleepy when he wakes up so early, don't disturb his sleepiness, and told my mother not to light the lamp before dawn, but here in Heibu Longdong, I'm afraid Tight."

  Emperor Hongzhi looked at the child. There were many people behind him, and he couldn't tell who was his grandpa, but at this moment, Emperor Hongzhi was stunned.

  ...

   Today is the National Day, I would like to wish the motherland a happy 70th anniversary, and at the same time wish everyone a happy National Day holiday, the tiger also celebrates the National Day today, the update is delayed a little, and death is inevitable. Later, there will be another chapter, but it may be later, because I haven't eaten dinner yet.

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  (end of this chapter)