Liu Jian and Li Dongyang stared at each other with big eyes.

After being silent for a long time, Liu Jian said, "Is this matter well-founded in ancient times?"

This is to ask Li Dongyang whether similar things have happened in ancient times.

Confucian officials pay great attention to historical experience.

Now this matter is speechless. Think about it carefully, how to deal with it still needs to be based on it.

Li Dongyang shook his head: "No."

Yes, the thing that comes back from the dead...

"But..." Li Dongyang thought: "There is one thing, almost the same thing."

"Hmm?" Liu Jian's mind was a little confused.

He wanted to go back and read the book.

Li Dongyang pondered for a while: "During the reign of Emperor Wu of Han, Li Ling was ordered to attack the Huns, but unfortunately defeated and was besieged. At that time, the news reached Chang'an. Emperor Wu of Han followed the advice of many people, thinking that Li Ling served his relatives and was trusted with the scholars. He always had the heart to serve the country and would definitely serve the country with death. He would never be afraid of death. Therefore, everyone thought that he died in battle, and the emperor even issued an order to give his family an order. Later... he realized that Li Ling was still alive..."

Liu Jian was silent.

He felt that Li Dongyang was here to cause trouble.

He knew this allusion.

Later, everyone discovered that Li Ling was still alive and turned out to surrender to the Huns.

As a result, Emperor Wu of Han was furious and the Li Ling clan was destroyed.

All those who vowed to defend Li Ling were convicted.

What everyone is talking about now is Fang Jinglong’s resurrection. What are you talking about Li Ling doing?

"What should I do now?" Liu Jian interrupted the allusion tactfully and continued to ask.

He knew that Li Dongyang was resourceful.

Li Dongyang pondered for a long time and shook his head.

"Hey..." Liu Jian couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Why did you live?"

Everyone has accepted that you are dead. After doing so much preparation for your death, you suddenly live. Are you worthy of the hard work of so many ministries?

Of course, this idea is fleeting.

After a moment of silence, Liu Jian said, "It's good to be alive, just live."

He immediately said, "It is better to go to see Your Majesty. For such a major event, I should ask Your Majesty to judge you."

"But now, I rashly break into the East Side Hall, I'm afraid..."

"It's time to go, and things are urgently followed."

Li Dongyang felt it was reasonable, right, and the matter was urgent and powered. It was already at this point. Could it be wrong?

He and Liu Jian winked, and they hurried towards the east side hall.

This scared the other eunuchs and guards, and some people whispered: "Mr. Liu, don't lose your etiquette, don't lose your etiquette."

But who dares to stop the Chief Secretary of the Cabinet and the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet?

The two of them rushed into the hall rashly.

But at this time, the ritual officer was still reciting a lengthy tribute. Emperor Hongzhi stood in the hall with his eyes slightly red.

Fang Jifan cried in a low voice.

Zhu Houzhao hung her head.

Liu Jian said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

He spoke.

The ritual official seemed to have seen a ghost.

I can't read this tribute anymore.

Emperor Hongzhi looked back with a surprised look and looked at Liu Jian and Li Dongyang.

Then, he frowned and Long Yan was furious.

In such an occasion, it is such a reckless one. This is a collision with the heroic soul.

If a living person is a living person, no matter how much he collides, as long as he doesn't care about it, it's fine, or even stroked his beard, it's okay.

But what is the occasion now?

Emperor Hongzhi had a gloomy face and looked at Liu Jian and Li Dongyang with an angry face.

Liu Jian and Li Dongyang just smiled bitterly in their hearts. Of course they knew the consequences. They bowed down: "Your Majesty, I... I have to report urgently..."

Emperor Hongzhi interrupted him without hesitation: "The sky falls, and it shouldn't be reported at this time. You are so anxious. I'll ask you, is the sky falling?"

Liu Jian hurriedly kowtowed: "The sky has not collapsed..."

“Since that’s the case…”

Li Dongyang stepped up and said, "But Your Majesty... I am alive."

People... are alive.

In the East Side Hall, there was a silence all of a sudden.

Everyone looked at Li Dongyang in surprise.

People... are alive?

Fang Jifan's crying came to an abrupt end. He looked up and looked surprised: "Who... is alive?"

Liu Jian looked embarrassed: "His Highness, Prince Xinjin..."

call……

There were sounds of gasping for breath from the hall.

Emperor Hongzhi felt even more chilling on his back.

ghost?

Are they damn?

Liu Jian hurriedly took out the parchment roll and stepped forward: "Please read by Your Majesty, this is a express sent to the Golden Continent."

Then, the sheepskin roll was delivered to Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi's hands trembled, took them with a blank look on his face, opened them... inhale, then looked up, his eyes were confused, and for a long time: "Ah... It's so strange!"

“…”

Fang Jifan was confused: "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Hongzhi held his hands tightly: "Don't talk for now."

Emperor Hongzhi took the parchment and looked back at Fang Jinglong's throne.

Then, he frowned: "Liu Qing, what do you think?"

Liu Jian smiled bitterly: "I don't know."

This is the truth.

Emperor Hongzhi then took his hands behind his back and began to pace the hall.

In the distance, British Duke Zhang Mao and the officials of the rites were frightened.

Today, the sacrificial rules are completely broken, this is a sign-up.

Emperor Hongzhi stopped, raised his head, and suddenly said, "Jifan, come."

Fang Jifan wiped his tears: "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Your father is still alive."

Fang Jifan's mouth was as big as an egg.

Emperor Hongzhi squeezed out a smile: "This is a great joy, it is a great joy. No matter what, it is enough for people to live."

Everyone was shocked.

Emperor Hongzhi handed the parchment roll to Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan took it. He was half-believing and half-doubted at first, but when he saw it seriously, he immediately... he understood everything at once, so... he... silly: "As expected, haha...haha..."

His laughter shocked the rubble!

The officials outside were so scared that their faces changed.

Damn, isn’t this Fang Jifan’s voice?

Is this dog still a human?

His father died, and he could still laugh.
To be continued...