Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 514 Beheading the Thief Chieftain Fang Jifan

  Fang Jifan and others withdrew from the warm pavilion and left the palace all the way.

  Although there was a lot of quarreling in the warm pavilion just now, everyone has no grievances or enmities after all.

  So when Wang Ao came out of the warm pavilion, he warmly greeted: "Fang Jifan, come, I'll wait for you."

  Fang Jifan felt that this guy...was so angry just now, but turned around like this, it was a bit confusing.

Ma Wensheng said with a smile: "Yes, Jifan, I will wait... to go with you. The prince often mentioned you. He said that although he didn't have deep contact with you, many things you did were beneficial to the country and the people. Teach him to admire him, and only regret that he can't give birth to a son like you."

   "..." Fang Jifan began to wonder in his heart, is this... is it a curse?

Wang Ao stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The negative picture is exaggerated, but there is some admiration. The potato and sweet potato, the old man's hometown, have begun to promote. Although the yield per mu is not as good as that of Xishan, the harvest is still amazing. This legend In the letter from home, it is said that the people in this town are very happy."

  Fang Jifan saw the sincerity of what he said, and then he lost his doubts. It seems that it is a pity that the son he gave birth to is not Fang Jifan. This... is not a curse, but it still sounds a little weird.

  Fang Jifan said: "It's nothing, and it's not my fault alone."

The three of them, Liu Jian, were going to the cabinet, while Wang Ao, Ma Wensheng, Fang Jifan, etc. had to leave the palace first, and everyone stopped and walked. Wang Ao seemed to be concerned about Xishan Academy just now, as if the dispute in the warm cabinet had never happened. The matter: "How many people from Xishan Academy participated in the Spring Festival at the beginning of spring this time?"

  Fang Jifan answered honestly: "Originally there were fifteen Juren, and later nine Juren entered Xishan Academy to study. I counted, oh, there are twenty-four people."

  Ma Wensheng was delighted: "Twenty-four candidates have been recruited, and six Jinshi have been taught. This... Looking around the world, I am afraid that there are not many academies that can be compared with it."

  Wang Ao smiled slightly and said: "Yes, Xishan's literary style is at its peak, which can be seen. A few days ago, I heard some disputes, all of which were academic disputes, but ah, Uncle Xinjian, I have a good word to tell you."

  Fang Jifan nodded, indicating that he was listening.

  The several ministers headed by Wang Ao actually nodded secretly in their hearts. Fang Jifan really didn't have such a bad temper as the legend said. Although ordinary people, when they saw Wang Ao, Wang Ao said that he had something good to say, I don't know how many people have to respectfully say something and ask for it.

   But Fang Jifan's 'oh' sounded casual, but it was Fang Jifan who yelled it out of his mouth. Obviously, this was already very polite.

  At least Wang Ao was very relieved. He stroked his beard and looked at Fang Jifan with a smile. In fact... this kid shouldn't be too bad. It's okay, it's okay.

  Even just now in the warm pavilion, Fang Jifan criticized Wang Ao very unceremoniously, and Wang Ao's anger disappeared. Isn't Fang Jifan supposed to be like this?

  People are not targeting themselves, but their nature is like this.

This is how people are. The reason why many people get angry because of other people's words is not necessarily because the other person's words are good or bad, but from these words, it can be concluded that the other party is targeting them. As for myself, it’s not that the other party is hostile to me, so I got angry, and the conflict between the two sides escalated. People in the society stood in the middle of the road, showing their tattoos, pointing at the other party’s nose and scolding “what are you looking at” for an hour .

   But Fang Jifan was not targeted at all, because everyone knows that this guy... is not targeting himself alone, but everyone present, even everyone who is not present.

Wang Ao smiled and said: "Fang Jifan, Xishan Academy, don't get involved in the academic competition, it's meaningless to compete, if you want to compete, it's also a competition for the list, and how many people from Xishan Academy will be named on the list. It is the foundation of Xishan Academy."

  Fang Jifan said in his heart, I didn’t fight. Others have always come to Xishan Academy to fight, and the people who come to fight are very civilized. They never utter bad words, and they never roll up their sleeves to fight.

  Seeing that Fang Jifan didn't respond, Wang Ao was not angry, he got used to it.

Almost at the Meridian Gate, when everyone was about to part ways, Wang Ao stopped and said with a smile: "I still have to object to the matter of flying balls, not for other reasons. In my heart, this is too wasteful. Regardless of whether the successor Whether you like it or not, but if you have free time, you can come to the house for a sit-down, the old man has been famous for you for a long time, and I really want to hear what unique insights you have on agriculture."

  Fang Jifan said: "The prince likes agriculture, but he doesn't know that there is a lot of knowledge in the world. This flying ball is the knowledge of the sky."

Wang Ao was very stubborn, and he exchanged glances with Ma Wensheng and others, but he was happy: "In short, flying **** can't hit thieves, and it's useless to ask for them. As for investigation, I, Ming Dynasty, have our own means of investigation, so why bother?" A ball floating in the sky, you don’t know how expensive rice is if you are not in charge. In the eyes of the old man, your sweet potatoes and potatoes are things that benefit the country and the people. There are also birds in the sky, but what is the use of this bird? Can it come down to peck people? It is useless except to avoid people when it flies up. This is also the old man’s good words. use."

  He saw that Fang Jifan was showing signs of becoming angry, and he was happy. To deal with such a young man, he is easy to catch. The old man has lived most of his life. How could he not be as good as a little doll like you?

  Holding his hands behind his back, Fang Jifan didn't give Fang Jifan the slightest chance to question: "Okay, farewell, farewell."

   Ready to go out of the doorway, get on a sedan chair and go to the official hall.

  Ma Wensheng looked at Fang Jifan regretfully, and said, "Is the flying ball... useful?"

  As Minister of the Ministry of War, he still has some doubts. He spent money and food, ordered 30, don't use it at all, and people won't scold you Fang Jifan, don't you still scold the Ministry of War?

   But at this moment, someone came in a hurry.

  It was Mu Bin, the commander of Jinyiwei.

  Mu Bin is actually not a bad person, at least he has never heard of any notoriety, but when it comes to Commander Jin Yiwei, everyone put away their smiles and put on a serious face.

  In the old days, everyone might just nod each other, even as a greeting, and then pass by.

  But today, Mou Bin hurriedly walked, saw Fang Jifan, and said: "Uncle Xinjian, you are here."

   Upon hearing that this kid Fang Jifan actually had something to do with Jin Yiwei, the ministers who were about to leave, although they were all indifferent on their faces, they all paid attention.

  Fang Jifan hadn't responded yet, Mu Bin said: "Hey, I'm looking for you, come with me to the palace for an audience, there is an urgent report, it is extremely urgent."

  It's urgent...

  Ma Wensheng and Wang Ao couldn't help but stop subconsciously. It must be a big deal to make Jin Yiwei Mou Bin say something urgent.

  Fang Jifan said: "What's the matter?"

Mu Bin squinted his eyes, his eyes were deep, and no one knew what was hidden in the depths of his eyes, but the eyes on the surface seemed very warm, and after thinking about it: "E Zhe, the great prince of Tatar, was killed by you!" , you are still pretending to be stupid. The news has come. This is a great achievement. Before that, why didn’t you hear the report? The Tatar prince is the Tatar prince, and his status is very important. Fang Jifan, you flying ball , It’s really a great achievement.”

"What?"

  Fang Jifan was a little confused, did he have anything to do with the eldest prince?

  I don’t even know him. Why did he die? I really don’t know at all. I was killed by myself, or was it a flying ball? No, why does it sound like Babaili killed a devil, filming?

  In fact, it was not just Fang Jifan, Wang Ao's face changed all of a sudden.

  He seemed to be out of breath.

  The smile on his face gradually disappeared.

  The hand holding the beard was actually hanging in the air.

  The whole person is like petrification.

  Ma Wensheng trembled and almost staggered. At this moment, he could not care about Mou Bin's identity, and couldn't help but said, "What Tatar prince?"

   "Ma Gong is the minister of the Ministry of War, so you don't even know who the Tatar prince Ezhe is?"

   Ma Wensheng didn't have time to blush, and his heart skipped a beat: "Is this person... dead?"

   "That's right, there is a secret report, saying that the death is... horrible!" Mou Bin said indifferently.

   Ma Wensheng was excited.

  Maybe Wang Ao is still thinking about what the big Tatar prince is. Since they are all princes, why add a big character? Is there still a little prince in this world?

  E Zhe's name, he has never heard of it. He is a heavenly official of the Ministry of Officials, and he doesn't know much about things in the desert.

  But Ma Wensheng was different. He said tremblingly, "Really...dead?"

  Mou Bin wasn't sure if Ezhe's death was related to Fang Jifan, but he still believed that Ezhe was dead. Mou Bin nodded without hesitation: "Yes, this Ezhe...is dead."

   "Oh my god!" Ma Wensheng was suddenly excited, and his abnormal reaction made everyone a little stunned.

Ma Wensheng rolled up his long sleeves excitedly, exposing his arms, without the elegance that a minister should have, but he was so happy that in the end, his eyes were red, and he cried with joy: "This **** Ezhe is finally dead. ...a good death, a good death, haha, back then, this bandit led his troops to attack my hometown in Hexi, plundered dozens of villages, and slaughtered countless soldiers and civilians in Hexi, including the old and weak, women and children, he would not let him go. All over the country, front and back, under his knife, thousands of people died, God really has eyes, haha, he also has today, how did he die?"

   "..."

  Ma Wensheng was so happy that he grabbed Mou Bin's hand and refused to let him go.

  Mou Bin said: "The ax was inserted into the head, almost splitting the skull in two.

  Fang Jifan's scalp felt a little numb while listening to it, and his own head actually felt a little dull pain.

  This kind of death method can be regarded as unconventional.

  ...

third chapter.

  (end of this chapter)