There was a silence in the hall.

Everyone's expressions were...a sudden expression.

Everyone is a master of bragging. The eldest brother doesn’t laugh at the second brother. Moreover, although Fang Jifan is shameless, he really has to be serious. Who has never boasted about his political achievements?

At this time, Emperor Hongzhi frowned.

When he heard Thirty Stones, he was overjoyed, but when he heard the word "Auspiciousness", his heart became cold.

What is auspiciousness? Auspiciousness is something that is not common.

But even for auspiciousness, thirty stones per mu is scary enough.

Emperor Hongzhi glanced at the ministers without saying a word.

Everyone used a strange look to look at Emperor Hongzhi behind the imperial throne. This look was very complicated, probably, Your Majesty, you can do it yourself.

It was just quiet for a moment.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Who came up with the idea? Who said that the yield per mu of thirty stones?"

“…”

"This is so nonsense in the military farm. Is this auspicious auspicious thing?"

“…”

In fact, at this time, British Duke Zhang Mao was already trembling.

Being dying.

His son is also the deputy household of the military farm. Fang Jifan reported a good fortune, which was equivalent to cheating his son.

It is so unstable and unreliable. If you want to use auspiciousness to make a fortune, Fang Jifan is already an earl, but it doesn’t matter. You can live happily even if you have a thick skin.

But what should I do if my son is labeled like this and it is embarrassing to spread it.

In fact, Zhang Mao has already started to operate in secret. Although he feels disappointed with Zhang Xin, he is his son after all.

He hoped that the Yulinwei would transfer his son to Nanjing and try his best not to get involved with Fang Jifan. He went to Nanjing, even if he went to an ordinary garrison office, he would be fine.

But now... it's over...

He was struck by lightning.

Even if you want to report auspiciousness, there is no need to report it so falsely. If you report it in such a low-key manner, no one can break away from the military officers of the entire 100 households in the military farm.

"His Majesty!"

Zhang Mao stood up, and he was determined to express his opinion quickly: "Eight out of ten of these auspicious auspiciousness is false reporting. I think that this Yulin Guard should not be involved in the military farming matter. Yulin Guard is an imperial guard, so why should we military farming? Your Majesty should be reprimanded to Fang Jifan and sack the 100 households in the military farming area..."

Anyway, I will be impeached sooner or later and it will be terrible. So let yourself come forward and make this happen by yourself, at least not let the censors exaggerate it.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhang Mao deeply. He seemed a little surprised and suddenly remembered that Zhang Mao's son was also among the hundreds of village houses.

Another cheating guy.

Emperor Hongzhi shook his head. He had some impression of Zhang Xin. He suddenly felt that he, Zhang Mao, and Fang Jinglong were all sympathetic and compassionate.

At this critical moment, Fang Jifan suddenly made such a thing, which was a bit too far!

Emperor Hongzhi only pondered for a moment and said, "Then let your family go to Xishan to verify first, and I will allow you to do the cheap!"

As soon as this statement was spoken, such auspiciousness passed.

Let you Zhang Mao deal with it. After all, Zhang Mao also has a friendship with the Fang family. Moreover, the British Duke is jealous of evil, so Fang Jifan and your British Duke's son will naturally be beaten. But I think that after you Zhang Mao beat him, you will always be open-minded.

When Zhang Mao heard this, he felt at ease. His Majesty was in a protective mind. If someone else did this, the consequences would be unpredictable. If he asked him to do it, he would do it himself. After going over, he would beat Fang Jifan and his incompetent son first and beat him half to death. The other things would end.

"I obey the order."

Zhang Mao hurriedly took his leave, and he was so angry that he was thinking about whether to interrupt Fang Jifan's left or right leg. Zhang Xin's temperament was very clear. He had always been fooled. He was not your Fang Jifan, who was it?

After leaving the palace, Zhang Mao stopped sitting in a sedan chair, but instead asked someone to take a horse and gallop all the way. In a blink of an eye, he had already arrived at the Xishan Hundred House.

Zhang Mao was wearing court uniforms. The Duke of the Kingdom was a first-class python robe. The magistrates here were all aware of the goods. When they saw Zhang Mao, they knew that the person who came was a big man. They were so scared that the chief banner officer shouted far away to the hundred-household office: "Everyone comes out, come out, line up, line up, line up, Your Majesty sent someone to inspect. Brothers, Your Majesty, seeing that we are good at farming, most of them are rewarded. Come quickly, come..."

The chief official smiled and was very pleased. There had been news from the southern foot of the ginseng that the planting of the old ginseng was successfully completed.

I also heard that someone has gone to Beijing to report the good news. Now, such a big man has come in a blink of an eye. Of course...a good day has come.

Zhang Mao was already flying like a whirlwind. The station horses were approaching. More than 30 officers and soldiers in the Hundred Houses Station, and the others went out to work. More than 30 were all unkempt, covered in mud stars, and ragged clothes, and they looked like a group of old farmers. However, under the urging of the chief banner officials, they still remembered the glorious years when they had been wearing furious horses and standing in the palace majestic. So they all straightened their chests.

Before the chief banner officer came forward to call, Zhang Mao swung his whip first.

The chief banner officer was so scared that he was sweating in a cold sweat. He barely avoided it and said with a frightened look on his face: "What are you doing to hit someone..."

"Where are the two little beasts Fang Jifan and Zhang Xin?" Zhang Mao had a sense of majesty, sat high on the horse, and yelled with murderous intent.

The chief flag officer was frightened and slapped, his knees softened, and he knelt down directly: "On... on the southern foot..."

Zhang Mao just sneered and left.

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Someone has already brought carts and horses here in the southern foot of the road, intending to transport the thirty stone sweet potatoes back.

The other sweet potatoes are not in a hurry, aren’t they still not frost yet? No matter how long it is, it will not be a loss.

Fang Jifan felt happy. After Zhang Xin was sad, he remembered his duties again. He began to record the size and weight of sweet potatoes grown under each vine, as well as the skin characteristics of the sweet potatoes.

In his opinion, all these records are of reference value, and different sweet potatoes must be related to their growth environment.

He held the bamboo piece and lay on the ground, looking very indecent.

Fang Jifan's eyes were straightened and he finally realized why this guy's wife ran away with someone.

Of course, this incident was also spread. At first, it was said that his wife returned to her parents' home, but later, it became that his wife was unwilling to live with him and left on his own initiative. Later, it became even more unreasonable, saying that she had run away with other men, and finally she had a nose and eyes, saying that she had run away with the sedan chairman in the mansion. The sedan chairman was healthy, probably... good kidneys.

Fang Jifan felt that the person who passed these words was really unauthentic, but even though he felt that this was the case, every time he read Zhang Xin, he always felt strange in his heart.

"Hundred households, someone is here... Oh, he stepped on our sweet potato field."

Suddenly, the captain and the strong men were in a bad mood. They were all grown through hardships. Who is so bold?

But Fang Jifan looked at the person from a distance and his neck felt a little cold. After a moment, Zhang Mao jumped into the horse and jumped directly to Fang Jifan with just a casual move.

With his bronze bell-like eyes, he looked at Fang Jifan with murderous intent.

"Where is Zhang Xin?"

Facing Zhang Mao's angry face, Fang Jifan pointed directly at Zhang Xin, who was lying on the ground without hesitation, holding a bamboo piece and a pen.

Zhang Xin also heard the movement, kept his lying position and turned around.

Goodbye to father and son, Zhang Xin could almost confirm his eyes. His father's next step should be to find a guy.

"Bold, Fang Jifan, what kind of auspiciousness do you give me?"

Zhang Mao turned his eyes to Fang Jifan's face again, with flames clearly in his eyes.

This momentum is a bit scary, just...

"Auspiciousness..." Fang Jifan was stunned: "No... there is no reward for auspiciousness, my nephew is happy."

"What kind of good news is reported?"

Fang Jifan hurriedly said: "The yield per mu is thirty stones..."

Zhang Mao's body was trembling, and his heart was probably ten thousand grass and mud horses running by, reporting good fortune. It can also be said that this is a rare thing, but reporting good news means that other Jiefan can make thirty stones of grain grow from all the fields.

"You...you..." Zhang Mao's old face turned red. When he came, he was still thinking about which leg to break, but now he changed his mind and it would be better to interrupt them together, at least... it's not a brain-breaking thing.

"Shiwang, look, the grain... isn't it here..."

Fang Jifan pointed at the big cart very quickly, and then Zhang Mao subconsciously looked in the direction Fang Jifan pointed.

The pile of sweet potatoes in Rushan were finally exposed to his eyes.

This is……

Looking at the surprise on Zhang Mao's face, Fang Jifan finally smiled and said, "After the unremitting efforts of his nephew, of course, I have made great contributions to the work of our hundred-household offices. You see, this is actually not old ginseng, I call him sweet potatoes, these are all collected from this acre of land. The nephew and Deputy Zhang's hundred-household households have already claimed that there is no shortage of weight. The nephew can use personality guarantee."

Suddenly, Zhang Mao had no time to be angry or regretted that he could not be strong. His eyes were just staring at the piles of fruits.

If they have thirty stones, they are actually... they are just as a matter of fact.

But... it's really just collected from this acre of land?

He turned around and looked at the messy land. It was indeed a square acre, and there was obviously no trace of human damage to the other land.

He couldn't help laughing and walked forward: "This thing... can be eaten?"

"Or... Shiwang can try it..."

Fang Jifan was not polite, so he picked up a sweet potato directly, then took out the knife around his waist, peeled it directly, peeled it off most of it, and stuffed it to Zhang Mao.

Zhang Mao was a little hesitant, suspecting that Fang Jifan wanted to harm him. This thing is not poisonous?

However, it seems that if you don’t dare to eat, you will be laughed at by others. You are looking at it with so many pairs of eyes!

He was so cruel that he finally... he ate it without any appearance.

It smells so good!

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Chapter completed!