Emperor Hongzhi left, and he left in a hurry, mainly because Empress Zhang and Fang Jifan continued to promise something. Although Emperor Hongzhi also cherished his juniors, he was a dignified person. He couldn't stand the kind of people who knew each other and burned yellow paper to do brothers when they were familiar with each other, and burned yellow paper to do things like brothers after talking nonsense.

Of course, for him, he paid more attention to the fact that if this matter was spread, it would inevitably cause unreasonable speculation among the subjects, not to mention... Fang Jifan's reputation was indeed not very good. To be honest, he thought Fang Jifan was a time bomb, and he would make a huge joke again, which would eventually affect the palace.

Chen Kaizhi and his son and the Duke of England respectfully sent His Majesty away.

Before leaving, Queen Zhang, who was sitting on the phoenix chariot, looked at Fang Jifan with a smile: "I have time to meet my aunt, and my aunt is also from an ordinary family, so don't have any doubts."

"Okay, OK." Fang Jifan's little chicken pecked at the rice nodded and agreed.

Wait for the Holy Driving.

Zhang Mao took a breath of cold air, but it still didn't feel any respite.

Fang Jing was furious, who said that his son was useless? Now even His Majesty and the Queen liked him so much? He rubbed his hands excitedly: "Old Zhang, do you think I should have set up dozens of tables of wine, after all... this is a big event that shines the lintel."

Before Zhang Mao could reply, Fang Jinglong scratched his head again: "It seems too high-profile. Will it be criticized? Forget it, forget it, just shut the door. Let's invite a few old brothers to have a few sips of wine."

Zhang Mao waved his hand quickly: "Don't drink anymore, don't drink anymore. Your monster, I can't understand his way, can't see through it, and can't afford to mess with me. I will see you in the Governor's Office tomorrow."

As he said that, he left as if he ran away.

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The weather became colder and colder. Although it was Mid-Autumn Festival, when it was early in the morning, frost was condensed. Fang Jifan was so cold that he shivered, and he felt that the coldness was everywhere.

Today, he wore a jacket, and a Kirin suit with cotton and silk material on the outside, and a pair of deer-skin boots under his feet. Xiao Xiangxiang squatted down to wear boots for Fang Jifan. Fang Jifan felt sorry for this little girl. Seeing her hard work, he shouted angrily: "I can't even wear boots, I'm so big. I'll teach you." As he said that, he pulled out his feet and put on his boots.

After a hurry to have breakfast, I set off to pay.

When I saw the Zhan Shi Mansion, I saw two familiar guys coming out of the Zhan Shi Mansion.

When the two men saw Fang Jifan, their eyes suddenly shone.

"Hello, Nephew Fang." The person who came was the Zhang brothers of Shouning Hou and Jianchang Bo.

Zhang Heling greeted him very kindly, but Fang Jifan was too lazy to talk to them, and just said lightly: "Oh, good things, two uncles."

"Do you want to sit at Uncle Shi's house and have a drink of water?" Zhang Heling diligently pulled Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan shook his head straightforwardly: "No drink!"

Zhang Heling seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and laughed: "No, good, good, drinking water is not good, it hurts the stomach. Where is Nephew Fang?"

Fang Jifan said, "On duty." As he said that, he left hurriedly.

The smile on Zhang Heling's face did not dissipate. He watched Fang Jifan enter the Zhan Shi Mansion. His smile suddenly froze, hammered his heart, and then sighed.

Zhang Yanling couldn't help but say, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"It's uncomfortable!" Zhang Heling covered his heart and said.

"Oh..." Zhang Yanling was frightened: "Did the porridge this morning make my stomach hurt?"

Zhang Heling grinned his teeth, but his eyes turned red. His eyes blinked for a moment, and a little tears came out: "I'm talking about the heart, but I feel uncomfortable in my heart. Look, this little fool, when I see him, I feel close. In our Ming Dynasty, even with a lantern, it's hard to find such a prodigal son. I really want to make friends with him. Unfortunately, he is afraid that he is a poor man now. Have you heard of the fishing fish in the zodiac? Thinking of this, I feel very uncomfortable for my brother."

After hearing this, Zhang Yanling actually felt it and sighed quietly: "Yes, it's such a pity."

The two brothers were wasted their time and sighed.

Fang Jifan on the other end entered the Zhan Shi Mansion. Zhu Houzhao learned that Fang Jifan was coming and immediately ordered Liu Jin to invite him.

Fang Jifan didn't have a deep impression of Liu Jin, and he just felt that he was no different from ordinary people, but he knew that after Zhu Houzhao ascended the throne, he would become one of the eight tigers with great reputations and become the bad guy among the bad guys.

However, Fang Jifan will never discriminate against every bad guy, because he and Liu Jin are not worthy of laughing at the second brother. Besides, one person can be so bad that he has a reputation in history. This should be considered a special craftsmanship. This is the spirit of a craftsman. Only one of them has produced one among thousands of people.

Zhu Houzhao did not put on military chess today, but was wearing a coat that Tatars wore, imitating the Tatars and drinking hot horse milk.

In history, Zhu Houzhao loved military and cavalry, and had the style of cavalry and cavalry in Hu clothing.

However, as soon as he saw Fang Jifan, he immediately became energetic: "Can you still treat the disease?"

Fang Jifan said modestly: "Where, where, I have been studied a lot, it is only a little better than the imperial doctor."

Zhu Houzhao smiled and said, "I heard that you bought a large piece of land in Shouninghou? Come and tell me what you want to do?"

Fang Jifan did not hide it from Zhu Houzhao. To be honest, when he came to this world, he pretended to be crazy and stupid every day, and always felt that he had some barriers from the people in this world, but he felt much better about Zhu Houzhao. Maybe this guy is the same as himself, and he has some problems with his mind.

Fang Jifan said: "Do business."

"Doing business?" Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up instantly: "What business? Take me with me. We are brothers."

Fang Jifan glared at him and said slowly: "Does Your Highness have money?"

This sentence undoubtedly touched Zhu Houzhao's soreness, so Zhu Houzhao said with some disconfidence: "Last time, I left a lot of money you gave to me. Is it enough?"

Fang Jifan just smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

"Isn't it just silver, stingy, I am the prince, what kind of silver is there?"

Even though he said this, a penny stumped the hero, Zhu Houzhao was still a little guilty. Emperor Hongzhi was an extremely frugal person. Although Zhu Houzhao's daily expenses were provided by the treasury and had good treatment, he could not even get a copper coin.

He narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about, and said, "Okay, I won't tell you anymore, go on duty. Today, Master Yang will not come to teach, saying that it is caused by the cold. I will go to greet my father and mother."

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In the Forbidden City.

The emperor's imperial carriage came from Fengtian Hall to the Warm Pavilion.

Today's court discussion was held in Fengtian Hall. After Emperor Hongzhi asked about politics, he would come to the warm room to take a break. After noon, there was still a court meeting to hold.

But as soon as he walked into the warm pavilion today, Emperor Hongzhi felt a little strange. He looked around the warm pavilion and always felt that something was missing.

Suddenly, he remembered that in addition to a plaque "Respect the Heaven and the Ancestor" hanging on the warm pavilion, there was also his favorite "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains". This picture was the work of the painter Wang Ximeng of the Song Dynasty. This student of the Northern Song Dynasty Painting Academy personally received guidance from Song Huizong's brush and ink techniques. This painting is his only work he passed down from generation to generation.

Although the painter is not as thunderous as ever, this painting is majestic and magnificent. It is a treasure collected in the palace and is a peerless one. Among the calligraphy and paintings collected by the royal family, this painting can also be obtained with four rare characters.

Emperor Hongzhi also loved this painting the most, so he specially ordered people to frame it in the warm pavilion.

But now, the map of the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains hanging on the wall disappeared. Looking at the empty wall, Emperor Hongzhi was a little confused, as if he could not accept that there was such an incredible thing in the world.

"Come!" Emperor Hongzhi summoned casually. In fact, he did not have much emotion at this time. This is the Forbidden City, the residence of the emperor, and theft... It does not exist. Perhaps the eunuchs from the Shen Palace Prison took it down and cleaned it up.

Liu Qian was on duty today, but his expression was a little strange today. He walked forward tremblingly: "I am here."

Emperor Hongzhi said lightly: "Where is the painting?"

"I...I..." Liu Qian fell to the ground all of a sudden, and his body became like a sieve.
Chapter completed!