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Chapter 210: The trump card is born(1/2)

Fang...Ji...Fan...

These three words seem to have magic power.

Huang Yudian's eyes were shocked, and then... became complicated again.

He didn't even say a word.

After all, the imperial doctor is not the eunuch in the palace. The eunuchs have no relatives or friends, so they have little contact with them outside the palace.

Although the imperial doctor listens to him in the palace, he has social relations.

so……

He would be more worried about being knocked and slapped when walking on the street.

Or your home is in trouble.

Or, someone is laced with feces in front of the door.

Of course, as a doctor who can save the world, he will not admit defeat because of these trivial matters, which does not conform to the charity of the doctor.

What Huang Jingshi was even more worried was that his family was eventually tied up to the dilapidated City God Temple outside a city. If he accidentally lost the thing below, wouldn't it be bad?

Well, Doctor Huang is still timid.

Without hesitation, he carried the medicine box and bowed to Fang Jifan in a hurry and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The other imperial doctors were tactful and even left in a silence.

Invincible... It's so lonely.

Fang Jifan sighed in his heart.

That scumbag and prodigal son unexpectedly left him with a precious life wealth, which is probably something he could not even imagine.

Well, now cheer up and start treating the disease.

So Fang Jifan slowly arrived in front of the bed.

He looked down with his head and looked at it calmly. Emperor Hongzhi seemed a little weak, in poor spirits, and had a pale face.

Fang Jifan saluted: "Your Majesty, how are you?"

“…”

Fang Jifan continued: "I am sending gifts to Your Majesty."

Emperor Hongzhi finally heard a weak voice from his mouth: "You retreat."

The voice is cold and inhumane.

This time, I was indeed hit too hard.

It seems that life has no hope.

But Fang Jifan did not retreat.

Our side Jifan refused to obey the order. Hum, what can you do to me?

Of course, Fang Jifan did not look proud of his tail raised on his face.

Fang Jifan smiled and said, "I will naturally leave after I have given the gift."

Without waiting for Emperor Hongzhi's next sentence, he pulled out a stack of letters from his sleeve.

letter?

But... Emperor Hongzhi's eyes were still tucked, and it was obvious that he had no interest in anything from Fang Jifan.

But Fang Jifan only smiled, took out one of the letters, and Yang Yang said, "Does Your Majesty want to read it?"

"Get out!"

This time, the voice became a little stern.

Fang Jifan's next action was to open the letter in disappointment and said, "Your Majesty doesn't want to read it, so I will read it."

"..." Emperor Hongzhi was still kind-hearted after all, at least Fang Jifan was not at risk of being cut off.

Fang Jifan seemed very arrogant, opened the letter, and then said aloud: "Emperor: Circle and Circle and Fork..."

"..." Emperor Hongzhi felt like he was going crazy.

Circle fork?

What does this mean?

Fang Jifan was ashamed: "This is what is written in the letter... I think, the circles and crosses are probably the ones who write the letters, but I think this is the meaning of Your Majesty's blessing or long live my emperor."

Fang Jifan's face was a little red and he explained hesitantly.

Emperor Hongzhi's reaction was a sneer.

Fang Jifan continued: "How are you?"

"..." Emperor Hongzhi continued not speaking!

"If the emperor is sick, you must pay more attention to xxoo...uh...Your Majesty, I think, this xxoo must pay more attention to the dragon body..."

"I, Zhang Xiaohu, sometimes I get sick, but when I get sick, I want to eat steamed buns. The steamed buns are very fragrant, very xxx... Your Majesty, you should also eat more steamed buns, and the disease will be cured."

Emperor Hongzhi's face became extremely strange.

It feels like a ghost.

A letter... finished reading!

Fang Jifan took the letter and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, these letters are all letters written by schoolchildren from the West Mountain who heard that Your Majesty is in peace. They are all children like me, so there is inevitably some nonsense in the letters. Your Majesty... Do you still want to continue listening?"

Emperor Hongzhi narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Jifan with some complexity.

Schoolchildren...

Is it a schoolchild from the West?

A group of children...

This time, he did not let Fang Jifan retreat.

In this silence, Fang Jifan had already taken out the second letter and began to read again: "Your Majesty, I know you are sick and you have to take medicine if you are sick... I am afraid of taking medicine, but if the emperor is cured, please make the decision for me. Xu Jie bullies me every day and calls me ugly. So what if you are ugly? Don't bully the young man is ugly. The emperor must punish such evil people and make the decision for me..."

"..." Uh, Emperor Hongzhi wanted to die a little.

What is this and what...

But……

At least, Emperor Hongzhi began to listen carefully.

He is a person who never knows what he is interested in in his whole life, but these children...he inexplicably made him feel quite interesting.

Of course...it's not just about innocence.

But... children speak freely. If they are so straightforward, they must be the only ones that come from these school children.

In fact, when Zhu Houzhao was young, he had many interesting things, but in the eyes of Emperor Hongzhi, Zhu Houzhao was the crown prince and the crown prince since he was born, so Emperor Hongzhi expressed too many expectations for him. Gradually, his eyes were naturally more severe.

And these childish words.

He asked himself that he had been the emperor for more than ten years and had never been truly evaluated.

How smart Emperor Hongzhi was? How could he not know that the wise wise people around him, such as Fang Jifan, praised by flatterers who were sing to him were against his will? Although he had seen through the essence of these flatterers in the past, he was still somewhat confident.

He thought... he was so diligent that the world had entered a prosperous era, but it was not as exaggerated as Fang Jifan and other flatterers said.

But it was not until he saw many Wang San that he began to subvert what he had known before that he became completely depressed.

And now...

Fang Jifan continued to recite: "They all said that the emperor is a good emperor and cares about the suffering of the people, so they asked the emperor to recover quickly. My father said, if the emperor is wise, we will have rice every day..."

"This person is good and has great potential." Fang Jifan finished reading and evaluated the letter. The second letter had fewer circles and had a logical speech, which shows that he was a good child who loved reading.

“…”

Emperor Hongzhi felt a little touched in his heart. He thought about the sentence for a long time, "If the emperor is a wise man, we will have rice every day..."

In the world of children, they are actually no different from the Wang San, but... they are more sincere and more direct and clear.

The so-called prayer for the saint to come to the world is not to hope for peace in the world, but to hope that the next day, and not to go hungry.

Emperor Hongzhi's eyes began to turn red again.

Fang Jifan was still smiling at Emperor Hongzhi.

In the eyes of Emperor Hongzhi, this expression was very despicable.

Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty, do you still want to hear it?"

Emperor Hongzhi did not say anything, but his eyes were filled with a cold light.

Fang Jifan shivered and did not dare to commit suicide anymore, so he quickly took out the third letter.

Fang Jifan's eyes were straightened by this third letter. After pausing for a moment, he said with a face in his mouth: "Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and Circle and
To be continued...
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