MTL - Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty-v2 Chapter 1801 is tolerable or unbearable

  Chapter 1801 Is it tolerable or unbearable

  When Zhu Xiurong saw Fang Jifan, he first showed a gentle smile, and then twitched his slightly upturned nose in aggrieved manner, his eyes were full of grievances.

  Fang Jifan's heart moved, and he strode forward, but before he opened his mouth...

Zhu Xiurong raised his head slightly to look at Fang Jifan, bit his lips and said, "It's all your fault, I know His Majesty must have taken you away. It's been two years since you left. You're still my own brother, but you don't do good all day long. I...I... "

  Hoo...

  Fang Jifan took a deep breath, and his eyes felt a little moist.

  A place where you have a wife and children is your home.

  Fang Jifan feels that walking in this place that belongs to his own home, with the closest relatives around him, this kind of life is the most complete!

  The sky is full of stars, people who have been reunited for a long time are always a little more tender, the night passed quietly, when the sky was dawn, Fang Jifan woke up early in a rare way!

  He first checked the account books, and within two years, the wealth on Xishan's books doubled again.

  Fang Jifan couldn't help sighing.

  Buying and selling this thing, in fact, at the beginning, it was based on everyone's ability; but when the capital has accumulated to a certain level, it may be based on connections.

  It's just that when the wealth has accumulated to a certain amount, then...the so-called vision, contacts, and even skills are all meaningless.

  Huge capital itself has the power to crush everything.

  Even if it is a barren land, if you take one thousand taels of silver, at most you can cultivate the land, build some farmhouses, buy some cattle, hire manpower, grow some cash crops, and earn some small profits.

   But if you have one hundred thousand taels of silver, you can connect roads, build workshops, recruit people, buy equipment, and earn greater profits.

   And once you have one million taels, ten million taels of silver, you can build a new city here and make huge profits.

  Of course... Fang’s family’s accounts are not one million taels or ten million taels, but hundreds of millions.

  Even a pig can increase its value crazily.

  Of course, Fang Jifan didn't mean to insult Wang Jinyuan, he was just making an analogy.

  He sat idle for a long time, his abacus clattering. Although he still remembered that he was a person of noble character, he was still happy in his heart.

  It was noon, and after having lunch with his family, Liu Jin hurried over and said, "Master, Lord, something happened, something happened, hurry up and see you in the palace."

  Fang Jifan frowned lightly and said, "What happened?"

   Liu Jin said with a bitter face: "Your Majesty was furious, and ordered the Lord to enter the palace immediately."

  Fang Jifan has long been used to the perverse Zhu Houzhao, instead, he stretched his eyebrows, and got up slowly: "Let's go, take a look."

   On this journey, under Liu Jin's urging, he hurried into the palace, and when he arrived at Fengtian Hall, he saw that all the officials and furniture were there, and everyone was terrified.

   But I saw a book of memorials scattered under the desk.

  The commander of Jinyiwei, Mu Bin, prostrated himself on the ground, trembling.

  Zhu Houzhao, with his hands behind his back, paced back and forth impatiently, looking furious, and his eyes were as sharp as sharp knives.

  When Fang Jifan entered the palace in a hurry, he couldn't help feeling horrified when he saw this behavior. What's wrong?

   It seems a little serious this time?

Without waiting for Fang Jifan to salute, Zhu Houzhao saw Fang Jifan with sharp eyes, and said loudly: "My regent is here, and you came just in time. I just want to ask you, old Fang, tell me, tell me, It's really unreasonable, it's just... just... bullying too much. I am a big Ming Huairou, and I didn't expect that... there are jumping beam clowns who are so vicious. If my ancestors have spirits, I know that these jumping beam clowns bully me so much Daming, if you humiliate me, I'm afraid... it will be difficult to rest in peace."

  Fang Jifan listened, and his heart skipped a beat.

  Damn it...what happened?

  Which **** is so blind that even the emperor dares to provoke him!

  Fang Jifan looked around, but saw that all the officials were silent and looked strange.

  Fang Jifan took a deep breath: "Dare to ask Your Majesty, what is the reason for this resentment?"

Zhu Houzhao continued to hold his hands behind his back, stopped and stood still, his eyes were about to burst into flames: "What is it? What is it? Huh! What else could it be? Someone has bullied me. Take a look, take a look at this memorial, Osman The newly appointed envoy, the guards he brought with him when he entered Beijing actually exceeded the etiquette regulations. Not only that, his guards actually ate the watermelon from the vendor in Dongshi and refused to pay him. Fang Jifan, tell me, isn’t this heinous? , Are you insulting my Ming Dynasty, are you deceiving others too much, and are you not taking our ancestors and our Ming Dynasty seriously, come on, tell me."

  Fang Jifan: "..."

  Fang Jifan was silent.

   At this time, it seems that I am being tortured by my conscience.

  He finally understood why the officials were silent.

  After all... the imperial court appoints an official, and it is somewhat embarrassing.

   "Say it, tell me." Zhu Houzhao's face was ashen, with a look of resentment: "I'm here to listen to you!"

  Fang Jifan blushed: "..."

   Then, Fang Jifan stared at Mou Bin coldly.

  Mu Bin, this bastard, really can't handle things.

  Dignified Commander of Jinyiwei, after collecting so many criminal evidences, how the **** did you catch a melon eater?

  Long time...

Under Zhu Houzhao's staring eyes and the shameful and angry eyes of all the officials, Fang Jifan took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind and said: "Your Majesty, this... this is really outrageous. I think... This guard is so rampant, it must be instigated by envoys, the so-called upper beams are not straight and the lower beams are crooked, this envoy is so ignorant of the court, conniving slaves to commit crimes, the Ottoman king must be inseparable, this...this...is this a conspiracy? , Your Majesty, this is a huge conspiracy by the Ottomans in an attempt to provoke. In my humble opinion, behind this matter, it must not be so simple. Your Majesty... even if I go to the East City to eat melons, it will also be paid, an Ottoman envoy However, he dared to do this...but he dared to do this...wait, I'll take care of it first."

Fang Jifan worked hard for a long time before he took another deep breath... People are like this, once there is no bottom line, it doesn't matter, Fang Jifan said righteously: "Yes, I finally understand, the melon, the scorpion, this word comes from The bronze inscriptions originally meant ornaments, ceremonial guards, and weapons. The ancient sages used melons as ritual vessels. Cai Yong in the Han Dynasty once wrote: "Everyone who rides a public car is covered with golden melons, and the yellow house is left.", The feather-covered golden melon here has the implication of the emperor's ceremonial guard. The Ottomans eat melons with sinister intentions, which makes people frightened. Your Majesty, this melon means nine tripods. They eat melons to covet my Ming Dynasty Jiuding Jingua, such evil deeds are really appalling, and I can't even imagine that their scheming is so sinister. My Daming Ancestral Temple is still being stared at by people like this. Suggestion... this matter must not be let go, Your Majesty is a genius, he is clearly aware of the details, and he knew his sinister intentions early on, he is really very wise, I am amazed, and surrendered."

  The temple was very quiet.

   All the officials looked numb, and some secretly yawned.

  Zhu Houzhao was fascinated by what he heard, and stared at Fang Jifan with wide eyes. It was not until Fang Jifan finished speaking for a long time that he said regretfully, "Is it over?"

Fang Jifan said sincerely: "The so-called monarch is worried about the humiliation of the minister, and the emperor humiliates the minister to death. Now the minister is full of grief and indignation, filled with righteous indignation. I only wish I could kill the thief with my body and serve the emperor. The minister... the minister is speechless. It is difficult to express the resentment in the hearts of ministers with the words of absolute."

Zhu Houzhao finally sat down, slapped his thighs, stared wide-eyed, and said excitedly: "Well said, that's what I want to say, I inherit the fate of my ancestors, and I will never bear this insult. Fang Qing's words are just right. I mean, gentlemen, this is the end of the matter, how can you sit idly by and ignore me, you have eaten my salary, and you should be loyal to me, shouldn't you say something?

   This is being named, and the officials are finally unable to desert.

  But at this moment, there seems to be nothing to say.

  It's just... the temple is still eerily quiet.

  (end of this chapter)