Zhu Hou took care of Fang Jifan and felt that Fang Jifan wanted to use him as a gun again. The boss said unhappily: "If you don't say it, I know what to do, but if you say this, I feel uncomfortable."

"It's not uncomfortable, it's not uncomfortable." Fang Jifan said in a gentle tone: "I feel uncomfortable only if I don't say it. It's good to live. I still want to continue to be born in vain. If I lose me, your highness will be lonely, right?"

The capital was already in front of me, and as soon as the prince's car appeared, someone had already reported it to the palace.

Immediately afterwards, a group of guards from the palace came to welcome the prince.

Fang Jifan wanted to sneak home silently, but he said to the eunuch who came from the imperial guards: "Xinjian Bo, wait a moment. Your Majesty has an explanation. Your Highness the Crown Prince and Xinjian Bo will come to the palace to meet."

Xie Qian and others had no expression on their faces, so they parted ways with Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan!

To a certain extent, when Xie Qian looked at Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan with a sad face, he felt quite happy in his heart, and deep down, he felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure.

He respectfully saluted Zhu Houzhao: "Your Highness, the old minister said goodbye."

This time I went out, I did hard work. Besides, this long journey was really tired, so Xie Qian needed to take a break.

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan obediently arrived at the Forbidden City, entered from the Meridian Gate, and arrived at the Warm Pavilion.

In this warm pavilion, Emperor Hongzhi sat alone behind the imperial case, and looked down at the memorials on the desk without saying a word.

Zhu Houzhao snapped and knelt down, saying, "The son's crime of death."

This time it was very straightforward, without any drag. Zhu Houzhao kowtowed and said, "My son shouldn't run around, so that my father and mother worry. My son... dare not. Father, these days have caused you a lot of fear. My son is so scared that I can't forgive me for my death. I beg my father to punish me, and my son is willing to accept it."

"..." Emperor Hongzhi looked up and looked at Zhu Houzhao steadily.

Fang Jifan, who was standing beside him, also hurriedly said: "I have died, I should never have…"

Emperor Hongzhi had a mentality of tiring up, but Zhu Houzhao suddenly came like this, which surprised him. He stared at Zhu Houzhao for a while, and the anger that had accumulated before was slowly dissipating!

Finally, he waved his hand and sighed.

This son, who had been worried for many days, became dark and thin.

With this in front of him, why can he be cruel?

So he said lightly: "If you want to punish, wait for tomorrow. The court meeting will be held tomorrow. At that time, someone will impeach and list your crimes. It will be hard for you to come back. Let's go and rest today."

He first summoned the person, but in a blink of an eye, he drove him away.

It can be seen that during this process, Emperor Hongzhi's thoughts have been repeated many times.

Zhu Houzhao was like an amnesty and hurriedly kowtowed and said, "Thank you, Father."

When will you wait until you don’t leave? Fang Jifan hurriedly said, “I’ll leave.”

After a hurry out of the warm room, both of them breathed a sigh of relief, and they all felt like they had survived the disaster.

When the two arrived at the Meridian Gate, Zhu Houzhao said, "Then Zhu Xiaorong, it's really inconvenient to the East Palace. Lao Fang, let's keep her there first, treat her well."

Fang Jifan's face suddenly became unfavorable. He was not very happy. This was just a soy sauce bottle.

Zhu Houzhao glared at Fang Jifan and then said, "If you refuse, I will go and talk to my father..."

Fang Jifan said without hesitation: "Why don't you refuse? Brothers, let alone a pair of chopsticks at home, they will teach the ministers to take out their hearts. If they frowned, they will not be anything."

Zhu Houzhao was then happy.

The two parted ways at the Wumen Gate, Liu Jin followed Zhu Houzhao, while Hu Kaishan followed Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan sighed for a while and finally returned to the Fang family.

"I'm back, I'm back, the young master is back..."

Deng Jian has been leaning against the door and was looking forward to it a few days ago. A few days ago, he learned that the emperor issued an order to summon the young master to come back. After counting, he found that the time was about these two days, so he waited in front of the door every day!

At this time, when he saw the young master coming back on a horse, he was so happy that he danced: "Young master... you are back."

"Ah...yes..." Fang Jifan was dismissed and said tiredly: "Prepare the wine and food, I'm hungry, oh, give the one behind... that..." Fang Jifan thought for a while and said: "Prepare a basin of rice for him, add more meat in it, so don't let him drink it anymore, drink alcohol to mess with it."

Deng Jian's face was pleasant, but when his eyes fell on Hu Kaishan behind him, his smile gradually disappeared, and he said in wonder: "Young Master... Who is he?"

"Follower." Fang Jifan looked back at Hu Kaishan. Hu Kaishan had been following Fang Jifan on foot, and his walk was full of vigor. Because he entered Beijing, he could not use dozens of kilograms of stone axes. It was too silly and conspicuous, and would scare the children, so he left empty-handed.

Fang Jifan planned to make him an iron rod, well... the kind that is dozens of pounds taller than his people, solid, except that it cannot stretch and contract, is almost the shape of a golden cudgel.

Take a stick out, keep a low profile, and hide your merits and fame.

When Deng Jian heard the word "follower", a hint of resentment flashed across his face, and his small eyes instantly felt a little more watery.

But Fang Jifan didn't take much care of his emotions, so he turned around casually and waved his hand and said, "Xiao Hu."

"Yes, benefactor."

Fang Jifan looked at this honest face and suddenly remembered what Zhu Houzhao often muttered behind his back, "What's the hell of a tall person?"

Take a deep breath, get rid of distracting thoughts, and say, "Go to eat, don't call me benefactor, call me young master, I will support you in the future!"

Well, I originally thought that this sentence was supposed to be said to the girl, but I thought that the first time I spoke was against a bear.

Hu Kaishan said persistently: "My benefactor..."

He was grateful to Fang Jifan for trying every means to pardon him. Although he was still half-believing and half-doubting about this pardon at first, he felt grateful when he found out that he had really recovered his innocence.

My benefactor is a man of affection and righteousness. He is really lucky to be able to serve him in his lifetime.

When I got home, I rested comfortably for the night. The next morning, Fang Jifan put on his court clothes and obediently arrived at the Meridian Gate.

Today is a ten-day court meeting, with a lot of people, and all officials of the fifth rank or above came. In addition, there are Hanlin, Censors, etc.

The atmosphere...is a little wrong.

And this atmosphere was obviously not directed at Fang Jifan.

Everyone completely ignored this Xinjian Bo.

Fang Jifan obviously saw many ministers, all looking at Xie Qian at the Meridian Gate with a strange look.

Fang Jifan probably knew it clearly.

Such a serious incident happened, the Censor and the Hanlin Qingliu must be dissatisfied.

How could the prince do such a thing?

If there is a slight accident, who can bear this responsibility?

So, the prince is a bastard.

As for Fang Jifan... he is already a target for dead pigs who are not afraid of boiling water and are completely abandoned for treatment.

Therefore, although Fang Jifan is also a bastard, they no longer have too many expectations for Fang Jifan, so there is no so-called disappointment.

But Mr. Xie is different.

Xie Qian is a Grand Secretary of the Cabinet and a famous minister in the contemporary era. But Mr. Xie actually wrote a letter to praise the prince and Xinjian Bo. What does this mean?

Who is the most hateful?

traitor!

The prince and Xinjian Bo are making a fuss. Xie Qian actually praised him? Even if the prince and Xinjian Bo save the disaster, so what?

Last night, many young officials were already hiding in the room and conspiring.

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and scolded Xie Qian in anger for one night.

Xie Qian remained calm and was ashamed of his old spirit, and he was just like a person. He was chatting and laughing with Liu Jian and Li Dongyang, but he didn't seem to have a bad mood because of this atmosphere.

Fang Jifan thought about it and stood in the corner!

I have to say that Mr. Xie is amazing. He told the truth that he was a man who had waived himself and the prince, but... a gentleman would not stand under a dangerous wall, so it would be better to stay away from him.

Who knows that in this corner, there are two people who are usually disdainful of ministers, who are also standing here.

"Hello, my nephew."

Still the familiar voice.

Fang Jifan looked back and saw Zhang Heling's smiling face.

"I've met two uncles."

"Don't be polite." Zhang Heling said with a smile: "Nephew, do you know that our brothers have broken the record of digging sweet potatoes in the farmhouse for the ninth time."

“…”

Mind retarded! Fang Jifan said silently in his heart!

But seeing that these two people are indeed black and thin, I think they have been sweating profusely in the farmhouse in order to collect sweet potatoes. This is a veteran player.

Fang Jifan smiled and said, "The two uncles, really amazing."

Zhang Yanling, who was standing beside him, said with a slight eloquence: "Does the nephew know how to dig this sweet potato?"

“…”

The two brothers looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. They were extremely proud. This was a kind of spiritual satisfaction. In this life, neither of the two brothers had done anything, and finally became proud. They were digging sweet potatoes in the farmhouse and constantly set new records. They were truly glorious.

"Do you know how to dig sweet potatoes quickly?" Zhang Heling stroked his beard with a smile.

Fang Jifan still shook his head.

Zhang Heling put his hand on Fang Jifan's shoulder: "Nephew, let's teach you next time, don't be polite. They are all my own people. If you have time to have time to drink a bowl of sweet potato porridge at home."

"oh."

Zhang Yanling narrowed his eyes, looked left and right, and lowered his voice: "Nephew Fang, our brothers have always been reasonable. You also know that you have occupied our western mountain. In the end, we decided to forgive you? But today... don't blame Uncle Shi for not reminding you, look at the person on your left, and know who that person is? Tell you, you are in trouble today, and they have prepared a memorial to impeach you. The matter of your trip to Lingqiu is too big, and the court is in an uproar. Everyone is ready to give you some color."

"Oh." Fang Jifan looked very honest: "I don't worry, I'm just waiting for someone to impeach."

As he said that, Fang Jifan showed a signature smile.

If you are afraid of impeachment, is it still called Fang Jifan? Why not call Peppa Pig?
Chapter completed!