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Chapter 70: The Holy King

There is no sign of heavy snow yet. For more than ten days, the weather is just getting colder. Countless people complain about this ghost weather, but it also makes the anthracite dug from the Xishan coal mine almost in short supply.

The entire Beijing city was already a vast white area. The snow swaying in the air was like dandelions, falling layer by layer on layer on this ancient capital, making the mottled and grand city change into new clothes.

The defenders of Andingmen would open the city gate on time. The soldiers who were sucking in their mouths were frozen and their faces were stiff. They crawled into the door hole and shrank, preparing to check the abortions entering and leaving the city.

But in such weather, even fewer people enter the city.

Outside the city gate, there was snow, and it was endless. There was no trace of the new snow being trampled and destroyed.

Only at the end of the official road covered by heavy snow did the sound of horse hooves come quickly.

This made the defenders cheer up some spirits. In the vastness, they saw the figures of each person and a horse emerging like ghosts. The knights on the horse seemed to have frozen, while the horses under their seats had countless snow on their four hooves and their mouths were sniffing.

The knight was carrying a bamboo tube behind him, and there were clearly traces of varnish in the bamboo tube. He was wearing a black jacket, dusty. When the new army in the door saw him rushing like a whirlwind, he subconsciously retreated and did not dare to stop him.

This is a quick report from the urgent delivery shop for 800 miles. The keen defenders only look at the other party's appearance and know that this is from the southwest. The miasma in the southwest is heavy and the moisture is also strong, so if there is any urgent report, they will be put into a bamboo tube and sealed with glutinous rice.

But... such urgent reports are usually rarely used. Something happened in the southwest...?

...

Every time Fang Jifan arrives at Zhan Shi Mansion, he is always late because... he is lazy.

But this didn't matter, because the above-mentioned Baihu Lord had already ordered a favor for him, which made Fang Jifan owed the Baihu Lord a favor. Fang Jifan wondered if this guy wanted to show kindness to him, but he didn't remember these trivial matters in his heart. When he arrived at the Zhan Shi Mansion, he saw Zhu Houzhao riding a horse, wearing a velvet python robe, and said to Fang Jifan with a refreshing spirit: "Lao Fang, are you late again? Let's go."

"See the Lord..." Fang Jifan felt a little guilty. In fact, he was not afraid of anyone in the capital, but only seeing the Lord... made him feel panicked. His Majesty the Emperor seemed kind and kind on the surface, but he always felt that he was a little thief.

For example, Emperor Hongzhi snatched half of the shares of the coal mine without hesitation. Although this share was originally owned by Zhu Houzhao, it was so natural that he did not regard himself as an outsider at all, which made Fang Jifan feel that behind Emperor Hongzhi's magnanimity, there was a robber side; and for example, he wanted to build an iron shop in Xishan and build tools, and he thought it was easy, but the emperor could not refuse. What is this?

Fang Jifan smiled and said, "I won't go, Your Highness will take care of you. I will do my duty to do my duty and guard your house. This is my duty."

Zhu Houzhao grinned her teeth: "Stop talking. You don't want to see the car. Do you think I am willing to see you? I always feel that my right eye is always twitching today. This is a sign of being beaten. But someone came to the palace and I had already ordered you to enter the palace with me."

Fang Jifan laughed dryly: "It's great. I have long wanted to meet His Majesty and express my heart, haha...haha..."

The smile was a bit fake. Liu Jin had already led a horse to Fang Jifan, and Fang Jifan turned over the horse.

After entering the palace from Chongwenmen, the two of them dismounted and walked shoulder to shoulder, stepping on the bricks and stones that had just been cleared from the snow in the palace. Zhu Houzhao thought: "I am still unwilling to accept it. Why should my father rob me of my coal mine?"

Fang Jifan had actually understood it for a long time. Although Zhu Houzhao was confused, he had an ambition. Unlike the scum who had been living a life of scammers like Fang Jifan, he had always wanted to do some big things seriously, so that people could look at each other with admiration.

But from the emperor to the civil and military officials of the court, they all regarded him as a child. Even in history, after Zhu Houzhao ascended the throne, he was just a group of ministers coaxed him and did big things... no way.

Fang Jifan couldn't help but look at Zhu Houzhao with sympathy, but squinted again, and a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes as usual: "Your Highness, it's actually too easy to get rich."

"Oh?" Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up: "Lao Fang, I know you have a solution?"

When Fang Jifan heard that he was called Lao Fang, he wanted to pat him on the shoulder and call Xiao Zhu, but... forget it... keeping a useful body is better than just doing it like this.

Fang Jifan said: "Your Highness, what is wealth in this world?"

Zhu Houzhao tilted her head, and for a long time, she finally shook her head.

I'm mentally retarded. This is.

Fang Jifan said with a smile: "Memorials, Your Highness, think about it. The urgent memorials sent from various prefectures every day are all urgently delivered to the palace. In this Beijing city, the news is blocked. Who would have mastered the latest information first, such as a flood in Jiangnan, what would happen if Your Highness learned the news early?"

"Disaster relief?" Zhu Houzhao said.

Fang Jifan despised him: "It's because he's getting rich. Once he knows the news of floods in advance, it means that many sericultures in Jiangnan will reduce their production on a large scale. Once the production is reduced, the silk will inevitably rise on the market. Who knows the news first? With this information alone, you are afraid that you won't be able to earn money? Also, if there is a memorial, there will be bandits in Shandong, Nanzhili and other places, what will happen? Shandong and Nanzhili are the necessary places that run through the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal. Once bandits occur, especially water bandits... Then..."

Zhu Houzhao's eyes suddenly lit up.

It seemed as if I had found a new way out: "What you mean is that in the future, I will go to the warm house every day to accompany my father to review the memorials, and by the way..."

Fang Jifan had a stern face: "Don't talk nonsense, your highness, I didn't teach you."

"..." Zhu Houzhao blushed: "You clearly said it."

Fang Jifan refused to admit his death: "I don't have it, don't talk nonsense, don't be wronged."

Although Fang Jifan is a confused and brainless patient in the eyes of others, he is a clear-headed person. It is easy to pull His Royal Highness into the sea, but it is difficult to guarantee that if His Majesty knew, he would not settle the score later.

The two of you said one thing, and I said one thing, in this snowy Forbidden City, two pairs of deer-skin boots stepped on the snow, leaving two clear lines of marks.

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Early every morning, Emperor Hongzhi had to discuss political affairs with three cabinet ministers behind closed doors.

In the past, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty was one day and one day. Even if he was as diligent as Emperor Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, he would only summon ministers to discuss matters one day.

But since then, the descendants did not have as much energy as Zhu Yuanzhang, and they were useless every day. Even when the Emperor Chenghua was the first emperor, it was rare to call ministers to discuss matters in a month.

After Emperor Hongzhi ascended the throne, he was worried about the previous ills, so he issued an order to change the day and one dynasty to two dynasties every day, and held different court meetings in the morning and afternoon every day. He even encountered an emergency and difficult situation. He had to discuss with his ministers until midnight before he could rest and give up.

In this warm warm pavilion, the strange celestial phenomena recently had just been discussed. Emperor Hongzhi planned to ask someone to mine a batch of anthracite from the Xishan Coal Mine to help the poor people near the suburbs of Beijing, and then he couldn't help but cough.

Liu Jian looked at Emperor Hongzhi with concern. His Majesty was known to everyone. Even Emperor Taizu Gao was afraid that he would not be able to get over it. But... the result of this exhaustive effort also made His Majesty the Emperor's dragon body uneasy, so he couldn't help saying: "Your Majesty should protect the dragon body. There are some things that don't have to be too hard."

Emperor Hongzhi smiled bitterly and shook his head: "When I ascended the throne, people were all over the court, the country and the country were all over the world, and the provinces and counties were also extremely scattered. The people were hungry and cold. At that time, they were internal and external troubles. I would rather say that this was the result of not asking about political affairs when the former emperor was the first emperor. As a son, I naturally could not slander the former emperor, but the former emperor gave me a mess."
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