Because of this, Fang Jifan had always been not very concerned about the court meeting.

Even if he had no choice, he would wink at Zhu Houzhao like a wooden stake.

Zhu Houzhao seemed very happy. He had a large chunk hidden in his sleeve. While everyone was paying attention to the meeting, he secretly opened some of his sleeves and revealed a sculpture.

Fang Jifan's eyes were sharp-eyed and he looked at it with a real look, and then his face turned green.

That wooden sculpture...dum...is a bit of a Franco-humanistic style...

How to put it? To put it simply, this statue is a bit... obscene.

At least for this era, it is very obscene.

But on the half-body statue, a heroic man looked ahead, with naked upper body, bulging muscles, biceps and abdominal muscles, all of them.

It's a similar thing. Michelangelo's "David" has a very avant-garde idea.

Unexpectedly... His Royal Highness... had such a bad taste.

Fang Jifan shivered.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but be happy, as if... this was his proud work.

Seeing Fang Jifan lowering his head and pretending not to see anything, Zhu Houzhao, who was standing beside Fang Jifan, moved his footsteps gently, and was closer to Fang Jifan, and whispered: "Lao Fang, is it good-looking?"

"Your Highness, where does this... come from?" Fang Jifan whispered softly.

Zhu Houzhao's mouth was not moving, but made a silent voice: "I carved it myself, learned from a few Franchise machines. I see their sculptures of portraits, which are quite interesting, haha... Look, is this body very powerful? I don't exaggerate it. This is a true copy and carved it in front of the mirror. Do you want to look at my muscles again?"

Fang Jifan whispered: "No...want..."

The word "心" has not yet been settled.

But Zhu Houzhao lifted up his long sleeves again, and the sculpture was exposed again. This time, what was exposed was the sculpture's thighs. The muscles on the legs were strong and powerful, just like the roots of an old tree. Especially the indescribable parts below the belt, there was only a huge banana leaf carved to cover it.

Standing behind the Duke of Qi Fang Jifan was the British Duke Zhang Mao. When the British Duke Zhang Mao heard the two of them whispering something, he was thinking about worshiping ancestors and couldn't help but be curious. His eyes were staring straight at him, and he suddenly... Seeing the half-body statue, Zhang Mao's head seemed to explode and he was dizzy.

Oh, oh... I can't do it anymore, no, my god, what's the name of this? Why don't you wear clothes? Oh, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince held a meeting in Fengtian Hall, and actually... took out such a vulgar thing. Oh... it won't do it... it won't do it...

How could an old Duke who mainly worshipped this thing? Zhang Mao was immediately dizzy, his body shook, and he fell straight.

This fall happened to hit Xu Yongning, Duke Ding behind him.

For a moment, the two of them hugged each other and flipped together.

Emperor Hongzhi was listening to the ministers' introduction. When he heard the ouching voice here, he looked sideways and frowned: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Mao and Xu Yongning were busy bowing down and pleaded guilty: "Ten Thousand Deaths."

Zhang Mao said again: "Your Majesty, I am in poor health and my eyes are dizzy. I just felt uncomfortable just now."

Emperor Hongzhi's face was relieved just now.

But when he saw Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan standing straight, looking at listening with a look of obscene and intoxicated, he couldn't help but blame him: "You are an old minister, why are you not as good as a young man? The prince is still so well-behaved today. Looking at the Duke of Qi Fang Jifan, he is still blinded!"

Zhang Mao felt uncomfortable with his old face, but he still kowtowed: "Thousands of death!"

Emperor Hongzhi sighed: "If you are unwell, go and rest."

Zhu Houzhao immediately said, "Father, my son help the Duke of England out."

Fang Jifan said: "My son also knows some medical skills, which may be diagnosed by the British Duke."

Emperor Hongzhi nodded.

The two of them were as if they were amnesty, one on the left and one on the right, and they raised Zhang Mao and left.

Zhang Mao felt that his legs were so weak, as if he was stepping on a sponge.

The two of them carried out of Fengtian Hall. When they saw the sun, the sun immediately made him dazzling and even more dizzy.

Zhu Houzhao smiled and said, "Duke of England, you are old, but you must be careful with your feet. Haha, you are still awesome. If you pretend to be sick, we will not be able to stop those guys chatting."

Zhang Mao was furious and stretched out his hand to grab Zhu Houzhao's clothes. But when he thought, this was His Royal Highness, and he couldn't afford to offend him, so he turned his hand and strangled Fang Jifan's neck.

Fang Jifan said: "What are you doing? What are you going to do? Uncle Shi, please say something."

Zhang Mao almost roared: "What are you doing? What a courageous thing. If you are seen by others, let's see what kind of uproar it will cause. Jifan, your father is not here, you will be brave, don't you? Do you think you don't care about the heavens, but I have to discipline you. Tell me, what is hidden in the prince's hand?"

Fang Jifan was panting heavily, feeling that he was about to vent his anger, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Shi, this... you have to ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..."

It makes sense.

Zhang Mao let go of Fang Jifan and forced a smile: "Your Highness, what... are you hiding in your sleeve just now? Can you show it to the old minister?"

"Why show it to you?" Zhu Houzhao said bluntly.

Zhang Mao: “…”

This is a bit embarrassing.

Zhang Mao was silent for a long time and smiled apologized: "Your Highness, old minister... old minister..."

"Okay." Zhu Houzhao said impatiently: "Say it, this thing will soon be spread to the world."

As he said that, he took out the statue and Zhang Mao's eyes widened and he held his forehead: "Oh, oh, I'm so dizzy."

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but say, "It's a good thing that you are a timid mouse after you are still a famous general. What's so dizzy about? This is called realistic. This is the naked person's body and will go naked in the future. How wonderful is the human body? This is the body and hair, and the gift of God and parents. What are you afraid to see?"

Zhang Mao: “…”

Zhu Houzhao smiled and said, "Franjiren, others may not be better than my Ming Dynasty, but this carving method is quite meaningful. I am a person who learns from strengths and weaknesses. If you don't like to read it, don't look at it, I will show it to Fang Jifan."

Fang Jifan felt like he wanted to die: "Your Highness... how many have you carved?"

"Just two." Zhu Houzhao said: "One of you, one of me."

"Where is mine?" Fang Jifan wanted to cry without tears. He hated art and didn't want to care about what classicism your uncle was or whether it was a liberation of human nature... He wanted to live well like a decent person, save the embarrassment.

Zhu Houzhao smiled and said, "It has been carved. This is the mother's book. I sent it to the stonemason for them to carve it. In the future... I will take it to take the takeaway silver. The Tatars do not know how to carve. Their carving skills are too abominable. This palace teaches them what the gods should look like.

Fang Jifan was about to cry: "Then... are you wearing clothes?"

"When wearing clothes, is that still a god?" Zhu Houzhao said seriously: "I have always believed that many people have wrong ideas. Think about it, God is a person in heaven. There are immortal platforms and Qionglou. They have long seen through the true nature of the world. Think about it, will a god who can see through the true nature at a glance care about clothes? If you wear clothes, it means that they still have human nature. Only then can people have joy, anger, sorrow, and honor and disgrace. But gods are extraordinary. What do they do when wearing clothes? Jifan, think carefully, if you are a god, do you wear clothes?"

Fang Jifan's chicken nodded as if pecking at the rice: "I'm wearing it, because I want shame."

Zhu Houzhao then took his statue: "Tell you, you don't understand. In short, the statue has been carved by the stonemasons according to the script. Lao Fang, I left. I think this statue still lacks a sense of detachment. I will go back and think about it. I will go to think about it tomorrow. I will show you."

As he said that, he ran away.

Fang Jifan was stunned.

I was silent for a long time.

Zhang Mao, who was standing beside him, grabbed Fang Jifan's collar again and said, "Jifan, you stinky brat..."

Fang Jifan looked helpless: "Uncle Shi, is it okay to be reasonable? I am also a victim. Uncle Shi doesn't go to find His Royal Highness, so why do he always look for his nephew? Although his nephew is easy to bully, he can't be so unreasonable."

Zhang Mao felt it made sense, shook his head and sighed: "Hey... I'm really blind. Now I have karma in my eyes. I'm afraid I will insult my ancestors and ancestors in the coming year."

Fang Jifan was also speechless. He thought about it carefully and could not let Zhu Houzhao let it go, otherwise he would be famous. This is an epoch-making artistic liberation. Damn... This work may be included in textbooks in the future...

Fang Jifan immediately became very excited and ran all the way to chase after him, shouting: "Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness... and wait for me, I have some artistic issues and want to discuss them."

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Today's court meeting made Emperor Hongzhi very satisfied.

At least, there were almost no ministers who raised any questions in person, and everyone seemed to be more or less popular about what His Majesty saw and heard.

This is also impossible.

Your Majesty began to act a little arbitrary. Not only that, Yang Yiqing's new policy failed and he was demoted to an official. Who would dare to speak out easily at this time?

Emperor Hongzhi was in a good mood. After the ministers said goodbye, he sat down and ordered Xiao Jing to get the cabinet's ticket.

He picked up a copy casually, but it was a memorial from Bosi, Quanzhou City, saying that there was a Franji man who came to pay tribute.

"It's the Franji again." Emperor Hongzhi frowned, and Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help but say, "Didn't this Franji have an envoy here? Why did you send someone again?"

Xiao Jing said tremblingly: "Why, I will go and ask?"

Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand and Xiao Jing dared not be negligent and went away in a hurry.

After a while, he returned and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I have found out clearly."

But Emperor Hongzhi threw the memorial aside and would not take this mere Franchise matter to heart.

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I'm asleep, and the fourth update will be tomorrow.
Chapter completed!