Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 529: The crown prince was appointed as a monkey

  Chapter 529 imperially determined that the prince is a monkey

   "To my ancestors..." This **** is not qualified to be Xiao Jing's descendant.

  Xiao Jing glanced at him, lowered his voice, and reprimanded: "Be quieter."

"Yes, yes." The little **** hurriedly said, "Old Ancestor, there seems to be an accident in Dongshi. Fang Jifan and his people built a high platform there, blocking the roads. He said... what kind of business is he doing, but he didn't find out exactly what kind of business it was, for a while, old ancestor, look..."

   "Just for this?" Xiao Jing was already upset, and his tone suddenly became impatient.

  He could almost imagine that if His Royal Highness was beaten, those people around the prince would try to find out the cause of the incident for him, what would happen to him in the end, and he would not end well!

  Nothing is more important than His Royal Highness's affairs now, so he still has to take it easy.

   "Old ancestor..." the little **** said: "The slaves think that doing this will cause people to resent, old ancestor, what do you think... how many people flow in Dongshi..."

  Xiao Jing was silent for a long time, and thought seriously for a long time before he glanced at the little **** and nodded.

  He returned to the Snappers.

  Emperor Hongzhi had a straight face, his brows were wrinkled, but he pretended to be careless, and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

  Xiao Jing hesitated for a while, then spoke.

   "Marquis Dingyuan is in Dongshi...some troubles happened."

   "Huh?" Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help frowning, but he didn't ask further, but lightly ordered: "Call him together, he is on the cusp of the storm, and he still wants to make a name for himself. That's fine, let's kill chickens and monkeys today."

  Kill chickens to scare monkeys...

  Xiao Jing actually wanted to ask, who is the chicken and who is the monkey.

  But he didn't dare to ask, so he was busy giving instructions.

  ...

  Earlier, Huangmen hurried to Dongshi, finally squeezed near the high platform, and climbed up the high platform out of breath.

   But here, dozens of people who were carried onto the stage tremblingly lined up, and they were ordered to undress.

  These people are about to cry.

  It's freezing cold, undressing...

  What is this for? Help, I don’t want to die yet, I’m still young, I haven’t married a wife yet, how can I freeze to death at such a young age?

  But they still took off their clothes obediently, like a group of prisoners about to be executed, holding their arms with both hands, trembling.

   Immediately afterwards, Wang Jinyuan began to distribute sweaters to them himself.

"Put it on, put it on first, and you won't be cold when you put it on. Come and have a look, everyone. This is our Xishan sweater, which is made of wool. Let's take a look. Wearing our sweater, the body will not be cold, even if it is snowing, it will be warm."

  These people who took off their clothes, when they saw the clothes, they were like people in the water grabbing straws, and hurriedly put on the sweaters.

  It’s just the first time for many people to wear sweaters, and it’s inevitable that they will be embarrassed.

  After putting on the clothes, the chill disappeared all of a sudden.

  Wang Jinyuan raised his throat: "Is it still cold?"

   These people were trembling, and none of them dared to speak.

  Wang Jinyuan looked around at the people in sweaters seriously, and shouted.

"speak loudly!"

   They shuddered in fright.

   In fact, they don't really feel cold anymore.

  It was as if his own body was completely isolated from the cold wind outside his clothes.

  Just now, he was so cold that his hands and feet were cold and his face was purple, but now he seemed to be warming up all of a sudden, not as cold as before.

  At this moment, everyone shook their heads: "It's not cold."

"Not bad!" Wang Jinyuan said loudly: "After wearing our sweater, no matter what the weather is, you won't feel cold anymore. Next, it can be compiled, I'm sorry everyone..."

  Wang Jinyuan bowed to the audience, and immediately said solemnly.

"We are late, this **** weather, every day is cold, every year is cold, how many people can't wear leather clothes, get cold from the cold, can't grab medicine, and finally die, everyone , Ladies and gentlemen, this sweater is woven with woolen yarn. Adults only need a catty or two of yarn to weave a garment. His Royal Highness Prince and Dingyuanhou of Zhenguo Mansion feel sorry for the hard work of the people and only sell it for sale. Sixty big bucks, only sell for sixty big bucks, you can't suffer, you can't be fooled, buy it back, let the women in the family buy a sweater for the man and the child, the cold is nothing, come on , the next one, if you don’t believe me, go on stage immediately and put on this sweater to try it out, we Dingyuanhou are honest people, if you don’t believe me, come on stage, wear it and you’ll know.”

  He yelled out this series of words without a break, his throat was about to smoke, and he was panting from exhaustion, but at this moment, Wang Jinyuan was still yelling hoarsely.

"Come on, let's try the next batch. It's not warm and you don't need money. This sweater is for you. Sixty dollars is nothing. Even a cotton coat and a jacket are twice as expensive. A leather coat is worth it." It's more than ten times the price, but it's warm, look at this style again, look, this combination of black and white textures, princes and ministers love to wear it..."

  The **** who came to Xuanfang Jifan to enter the palace was so out of breath that he was stunned and almost wanted to try it. What is this sweater?

   Fortunately, he still kept his mission in mind, did not dare to make mistakes, and hurried to the backstage.

  Seeing Fang Jifan secretly hiding behind the curtain, quietly looking at the front desk, Fang Jifan saw an **** coming, so he came out to welcome him.

  The **** was panting, and breathed out out of breath: "Marquis Dingyuan, Your Majesty has a decree, hurry, hurry... enter the palace!"

  Fang Jifan entered the palace with a very regretful look...

  Why did His Majesty suddenly think of himself again?

   It was just His Majesty's call, how dare he refuse to obey, obediently got off the high platform from the backstage, and headed towards the palace.

   And under this high platform, many people gradually heard some interest.

Although I was stuck here and complained a lot in my heart, I could hear Wang Jinyuan bragging loudly, and the people who were called up all said that they were warm. I saw them shivering just now, and gradually, they seemed to be relieved. , no more trembling.

  It is a long-standing problem to keep out the cold in winter. It is okay to be indoors, but ordinary people are not high-ranking officials after all. And ordinary people, what do they eat if they don't leave the house?

  Because of this, countless typhoid fevers are caused every year. Not to mention the low level of medical care in this era, even if ordinary people are sick, it is a huge burden to ask the doctor for medicine.

   Now I heard that this thing is cheap, not to mention cheap, but it can keep out the cold, so many people are eager to try it.

   Then someone shouted.

   "Let me try it."

   "I'll try it too."

  In this world, there are always some bold people who took the initiative to step up to the high stage.

  Wang Jinyuan squinted his eyes and laughed.

   This seems to be going to happen.

  The business of woolen yarn, he has already seen that it is bound to make a lot of money.

   Regardless of the small profits, small profits but high turnover, there will be no worries about selling in the future. I am afraid that after the anthracite, Xishan will have a new big source of income.

  Compared to that, the mere glass and greenhouses only provide some small profits.

  ...

  Fang Jifan went to Meridian Gate.

  I saw Zhu Houzhao from a distance.

  Zhu Houzhao hesitated, deliberately dawdling, unwilling to enter the palace.

  At this moment, when he saw Fang Jifan coming, he became elated. He felt a lot more comfortable because he had an extra scapegoat, no, it should have been an extra backup.

  The **** who came to announce him into the palace didn't have any temper at all when he saw His Highness the Crown Prince dawdling.

  Zhu Houzhao's expression on his face was not as ugly as before, and he waved to Fang Jifan with a slight smile: "Lao Fang, Lao Fang..."

  Fang Jifan was startled. Seeing Zhu Houzhao, he suddenly had a feeling that he was going to die. According to His Majesty's temperament, could it be good to call Zhu Houzhao into the palace?

  Fang Jifan smiled awkwardly at Zhu Houzhao: "Your Highness is also entering the palace?"

   "Yes, yes, my father insisted on asking me to come, but unexpectedly, I even summoned you."

  Fang Jifan glanced at him, then said lightly: "Go to the palace."

  Zhu Houzhao walked side by side with Fang Jifan, and asked excitedly, "Old Fang, how is Dongshi...?"

  Fang Jifan grinned at Zhu Houzhao: "Don't worry, His Royal Highness, with Wang Jinyuan here, nothing will go wrong."

  Zhu Houzhao nodded: "I really hope to see Yinzi sooner, I miss them so much."

Fang Jifan thought to himself, His Highness the Crown Prince has not escaped the vulgar tastes: "Your Highness, earning money is the second priority. The most important thing is that His Highness the Crown Prince cares about the world and cares about the country and the people. He wants the soldiers and civilians in the world to have clothes to wear. Meals, this is His Highness's original intention, His Highness remembers these words, so... you won't be beaten."

  Zhu Houzhao gave Fang Jifan a blank look, this guy... is really hypocritical.

  How did he know that this was Fang Jifan's heartfelt words, Fang Jifan... is really a person with a sense of historical responsibility, who cares about the country and the people. Does it matter what other people think? I, Fang Jifan, just love my own nation, what's wrong?

  The two have arrived in the Snapper.

  The **** went to report.

  In the Nuan Pavilion, Emperor Hongzhi was already anxiously waiting.

  He was still holding "Spring and Autumn" pretending to be careless in his hand, and then he raised his eyes calmly: "Did you two come together?"

   "Yes. We came together."

Emperor Hongzhi said indifferently: "This is wrong. The prince was called first, and the Marquis of Dingyuan was called later. However, these two people came together, which shows how neglectful the prince is to my edict. , let the prince... just kneel outside for a few hours, Fang Jifan..."

  He put his hand on the copy, put down "Spring and Autumn", and said slowly: "Call him in."

   "Slaves...obey the order."

  The **** couldn't help sticking out his tongue.

  And Xiao Jing...has finally understood...who is the chicken and who is the monkey. He is sweating profusely, and his heart sank to the bottom. This time, he was really scared to pee.

  He felt that his legs were a little weak, and he was about to kneel down again.

  ……………

  Didn’t sleep well last night, as a result... the update is late, sorry, I will go to bed early and get up early, and update early.

  (end of this chapter)

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