Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1134: That's Right, It's the Minister (Repair)

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When Emperor Hongzhi heard the word Huangsun, his expression changed.

He got up suddenly, like a conditioned reflex.

This is never a similar scene ah.

Wasn't it often the case when the prince was at this age?

Emperor Hongzhi said, "What's the matter?"

Fang Jifan was enjoying himself, Your Majesty, you are just too worried, and the sky can't come down, Zhu Zaimo...can you turn against the sky?

The little eunuch was trembling, prostrated on the ground, his teeth were chattering, and he said eagerly: "Your Majesty, the emperor's grandson...he took people...to the Ministry of War..."

Emperor Hongzhi trembled: "What did he go to the Ministry of War for?"

"Slave... I don't know... this servant only knows that he...he beat He Jing, a member of the Ministry of War, not only that, but Zhang Hai, the left servant of the Ministry of War... was also beaten."

Emperor Hongzhi couldn't close his mouth when he heard this.

Fang Jifan was dumbfounded, the good mood just now was swept away.

Hit... Hit the Ministry of War?

The flood rushed to the Dragon King Temple.

Isn't this poking a hornet's nest?

Fang Jifan can almost imagine what the Ministry of War has become?

Emperor Hongzhi roared: "Why did they go to the Ministry of War? Whose order was this... They... don't worry. Zhang Hai, the left servant of the Ministry of War, has outstanding achievements in political affairs, and is bold and upright. Did he do it for such a person? They This is insane, you don’t know the heights of the heavens and the earth after making a little contribution?”

The eunuch's face turned pale with fright.

Fang Jifan was also scared to pee.

He couldn't understand why the emperor and grandson, at such a young age, dared to do something that he had never done before.

This is really not as good as one generation.

Hear Emperor Hongzhi roar.

Fang Jifan knew that His Majesty was really angry.

The grandson of the emperor is now the expectation of His Majesty and the subjects of the world.

But now he did such a desperate thing... His Majesty must be feeling extremely uncomfortable?

the most important is……

Fang Jifan's heart also ached.

Finally, among my disciples, there was such a widely recognized person as Huangsun. Now it's over, everything is over, another guy with a bad reputation.

Fang Jifan wants to smoke Zhu Zaimo now.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Fang Jifan gritted his teeth. What else can he say at this time? This child was taught by himself. Even if I am not his teacher, but this kid is still my nephew, he is reasonable... hey...

We, Fang Jifan, also have today.

"Say!" Emperor Hongzhi said angrily.

Fang Jifan closed his eyes: "Your Majesty, I was ordered by my minister."

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Fang Jifan in disbelief.

But he saw Fang Jifan's expression of pleading guilty and submitting to the law.

What else can I do, the trouble is well known to the whole world, and the trouble is so big, I, Fang Jifan, have taken the blame for this. Fang Jifan is a decent person, I...

Emperor Hongzhi sternly said: "You ordered them, why did you order them, why did you teach them to go to the Ministry of War to act recklessly?"

Fang Jifan opened his eyes wide, and the eyeballs rolled around.

Yes, why.

"Could it be that you have a brain attack?" Emperor Hongzhi was furious.

This matter is not small.

The cabinet and six ministries of the Ming Dynasty are all central departments. No one has ever invaded the door like this. Even if Emperor Gaozu was there, it would not be possible to call on the door in person. What is this for? Inverted?

Without saying a word, Fang Jifan prostrated himself on the ground: "Yes, it's a brain attack, and my son's head hurts badly."

"Are you really making this excuse?" Emperor Hongzhi was furious.

Fang Jifan was full of grievances: "Why don't you think about it again!"

Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

In many cases, Emperor Hongzhi really had no temper at all.

It's just... today's matter is obviously seriously excessive.

Emperor Hongzhi snorted coldly: "Where is the emperor's grandson now?"

"Still in the Ministry of War!" the eunuch Qiqi Aiai said: "The people from the Metropolitan Procuratorate have gone."

Emperor Hongzhi gasped.

He closed his eyes.

really...

He began to think of Zhu Houzhao, at least Zhu Houzhao didn't dare to rush to the Ministry of War.

"Go and have a look, this matter is shameful."

Fang Jifan stood aside, trying his best to make himself a transparent person, it is best that His Majesty don't even think about himself.

You can't see me, you can't see me!

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Fang Jifan."

When Fang Jifan was mentioned, Emperor Hongzhi gritted his teeth.

Fang Jifan hurriedly said, "My son is here."

Emperor Hongzhi raised his face: "You have to give me an explanation."

Fang Jifan smiled wryly: "Okay, my son, think again, think again."

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Ministry of War.

This place has been surrounded by water.

Ordinary people, no matter where they dare to stay, the people who come here are all in horse-drawn carriages, and the people who get out of the horse-drawn carriages are all officials wearing black gauze hats.

There are people from the Imperial Academy and the Metropolitan Procuratorate. They heard that the emperor’s grandson came to the Ministry of War and even beat people up.

Few people are like a mourning concubine.

The grandson of the emperor...how could he do such a thing.

It must be...it must be Fang Jifan who instigated it behind his back.

The emperor's grandson is so well-behaved, who else could it be if it wasn't Fang Jifan, Fang Jifan is the emperor's grandson's mentor.

Everyone was so angry that they were all in the Ministry of War.

But in this hall, Ma Wensheng knelt on the ground and cried.

He has long had the heart to be a scholar, and he wants to return to the countryside, picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence...

Minister of the Ministry of War, it's really hard to do, it's a dilemma.

But if it weren't for the fact that he still owed a whole lot of loans, the thought of the debts to be repaid almost made him breathless.

Although my children and grandchildren are also a bit promising, let them repay the loan, but they can maintain it.

But as a father, how can he let go of it and give these to his children and grandchildren?

Therefore, no matter how difficult it was, he gritted his teeth and had to endure it.

But today...

He glanced at He Jing, a member of the military department who was lying on the ground and screaming.

Then look at Zhang Hai, the servant of the Ministry of War with a livid face.

Ma Wensheng...wanted to die.

No wonder the Taoists of Longquan Temple said that their years were unlucky... Those Taoists are still accurate.

As for Zhu Zaimo, he had a gloomy face. He was already sitting behind the desk in the hall. A group of teenagers rushed into the warehouse of the Ministry of War like wolves and tigers, and began to rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

This... is a group of robbers.

Their actions are shocking to see...

Zhu Zaimo is still sullen, he seems to be indifferent to the top and bottom officials of the Ministry of War...

But at this moment, Fang Zhengqing and the others came out excitedly holding a stack of notebooks: "I found it, I found it."

Zhu Zaimo said: "Bring it."

Fang Zhengqing and the others were very obedient and took the notebook.

Zhu Zaimo spread it on the copybook, lowered his head, and looked at it carefully. He looked at it very seriously.

Fang Zhengqing saw Zhu Zaimo move his arm subconsciously, and tiptoed forward, gently pinching his shoulder bones with his hands.

Ma Wensheng was stunned... What... what is this for.

But he dared not ask.

And He Jing on the ground was still lying on the ground, just screaming ouch, ouch.

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Chapter Four.

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