Fang Jifan still had tears in his eyes, and he saw the Taoists looking at him one by one.

As their elders, Fang Jifan felt that he should do something at this moment.

He took a deep breath: "Senior brother, they are your master and master. The so-called elder brother is like a father and a master and disciple are like a father and son. Now, the senior brother has passed away. Oh, my heart is so painful. I, as a junior brother, and you, those who are younger generations, must follow the wishes of your senior brother. I will go to the palace to report this matter and ask for a title for your senior brother. As for daily life, the senior brother will study the Taoist scriptures as manuscripts, you must organize them and publish them. Only in this way can the senior brother's classics be passed down to the world."

Fang Jifan paused here: "Another, of course, the most important thing is to follow the wishes of your senior brother. This is what you, as juniors, must do. If you don't have your senior brother, you can have you today and drink water and remember your source. You must be like my uncle... Although your senior brother is dead, he lives in my heart."

"Yes." The disciples nodded one after another, their eyes were red and they were extremely sad.

"If you don't follow your senior brother's last wish, you will be a fool of your master and destroy your ancestors. Don't say that your senior brother has a spirit in heaven, you will teach him to punish him in heaven and earth. Even if your senior brother can't bear to surrender the punishment of heaven, I, as your uncle, can't stand it. I will not chop up such an ungrateful dog and feed it to the dog. Our Fang Jifan, pronounce the name reversely!"

The Taoists were just crying, but they didn't feel Fang Jifan's murderous aura.

But Li Chaowen shivered, looked up, looked at Fang Jifan with a solemn face, and immediately said: "Uncle Master said very much. The disciples must obey the Master's wishes. The disciples must do what he told him at the end of his life."

Fang Jifan nodded: "It's very good."

Li Chaowen also said: "As for the Master, the Taoist temple is a place for pure cultivation, and there should be no real estate left. In addition to the thousand acres of land required for offering to the Taoist temple, the excess land is indeed left, which is not what people outside the world want. We should follow the Master's last wish and donate it to the Master..."

Li Chaowen is more sober than anyone else. Everything about him is given by his uncle. Uncle Master can help him up and become a real person. Tomorrow, he will be like Zhang Chaoxian, and he will die without a place to die. As long as Longquan Temple is still there, the incense will not be extinct. After all, these fields are public property of Longquan Temple and do not belong to Li Chaowen alone. Now that Uncle Master wants to do it, he should serve it with you. Moreover, this may really be the Master's last wish.

He, Li Chaowen, is not a person with great ambitions, and he is at ease with his little wealth. The title of this real person was also earned by his uncle through praying for rain... Of course, there is nothing to say.

Fang Jifan said lightly: "Actually, we should donate hundreds of acres to the court. Of course, it's the same thing for me and to trust the court. Let's go and hand over the land deed tomorrow. Oh, at this time, I'm talking about these useless things. It's really...inappropriate. Senior brother... Senior brother... My heart hurts again. You all go out, I'm quiet here."

Fang Jifan stayed in the Taoist temple and kept a guard for his senior brother. He ate vegetarian food on the mountain for a day and missed the beef a little. However, Fang Jifan was a conscience-oriented person. He thought about it but would never do it. He was wearing a mourning clothes and a mourning hat, and kneeling in the mourning hall. Looking at the spirit position, Fang Jifan felt a little guilty. It was the morning of the second day. Li Chaowen tiptoed behind Fang Jifan and pulled Fang Jifan's sleeves. Fang Jifan understood and let a junior nephew take his place.

Fang Jifan stood up and followed Li Chaowen to the next ear room. In this ear room, the body of his senior brother was parked.

Fang Jifan bowed three times to his senior brother before saying, "What are you doing?"

Li Chaowen said: "I heard the words of the Master yesterday, and Xiaodao went over and over again all night, thinking in my heart that since it was Master's last wish, the land of Longquan Temple could not be kept. Over the years, Longquan Temple has received countless land properties by entrusting the Master's blessing. Yesterday, Xiaodao was busy ordering people to sort out the land deeds overnight and compile them into books. This... is the general situation of sorting out. In the past two days, he devoted it to the Master's name. What the Master said is right, people who practice cultivation have their land are just burdens and it is useless to keep it. Uncle Master is still in the square, and it is worthy of getting these land. In the future, I don't know how many people can benefit."

As he said that, he took out the book and handed it over to Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan sighed: "The original intention of senior brother is to hope that you will practice well and not be burdened by the land. Hey, he has done a lot of hard work. Let me take a look."

When he looked down at the book that had been sorted out and made, Fang Jifan was scared to death: "Why, the land is several times more than before."

Li Chaowen smiled bitterly and said, "This is the merit of the master. Since the master ordered Xiaodao to pray for rain. After his success, everyone said that Longquan Temple is the most effective. He also said that Xiaodao is a true god. How dare you claim to be a true god? Don't you rely on the uncle? But because of this, the rich families in the capital have any wedding, funeral and sorrow, or ask for talismans and look for Xiaodao at the end, and naturally, they will not be able to contribute land or give some incense money. Xiaodao thought in his heart that it is useless to keep the silver, so he has been buying land."

Fang Jifan sighed in his heart, "Master, no wonder everyone wants to do cultivation..."

Fang Jifan thought roughly in his mind, if this land is calculated, wouldn’t it be sixty or seventy square kilometers? It’s so terrible, so many lands... and most of them are connected into one piece, and their scale is no less than the current urban construction area of ​​Beijing.

Fang Jifan sighed: "For the sake of my senior brother, I have to make it difficult."

As he said that, he shook his head: "Tomorrow and the next day, I will order Manager Yang to come and give it to you. My uncle, I have always valued you very much. As clear as you are, you will definitely have great potential in the future. Please wait, it will be of great use in the future."

Li Chaowen shed tears, and what he was waiting for was the words of Uncle Master. Now Uncle Master is amazing. He is both the son-in-law and the trust of His Majesty. He hurriedly said, "It is necessary for my nephew to serve Uncle Master."

Fang Jifan nodded, looked back at his senior brother's coffin, and couldn't help but say sadly: "I'm sorry for my senior brother. I feel really sad when I think of his passing away."

So he continued to keep guarding.

On the third day, someone came from the palace and summoned Fang Jifan to the palace to meet him immediately.

Fang Jifan had no choice but to go down the mountain with his filial clothes and hats, and quickly went to the Forbidden City and entered the warm pavilion. He saw that Emperor Hongzhi had summoned all his ministers here. Emperor Hongzhi seemed worried. When he saw Fang Jifan, he came: "Jifan, where have you been?"

Fang Jifan said: "Senior brother passed away, my son guarded him, Your Majesty..."

Emperor Hongzhi looked worried: "Do you know that last night, the Jinshen Palace caught fire?"

"This..." Fang Jifan was stunned, but... he was not surprised by this. In fact, there were many records of fires in the Forbidden City in history, and the palaces were repaired again and again. After all, the Forbidden City has been around for nearly a hundred years, and the capital is mostly dry with dry weather and buildings are made of wooden buildings. Once Mars is available, it is very easy to cause fires.

Fires in the palace have always been regarded as a bad omen.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned: "I am very worried... Today, I received a report from Datong, saying that I had discovered a large number of Ming army's clothing and armor. It was obviously people from Lanzhou who came out of seclusion, but these people were missing. The family members of the family said that... The prince may be in danger. Combined with this fire, isn't this a warning from God to me?"

Fang Jifan frowned: "Did you find a lot of clothes?"

Ma Wensheng coughed and said, "Yes, Commander Fang, Your Highness..."

Fang Jifan shook his head: "Your Majesty, don't worry. It is said that you have to see people in your life and corpses in your life. Now you have just found some clothes, which is nothing. Moreover, it is normal for fires in this palace. After three or five years, there have been fires of almost all sizes. This is normal, so what are your Majesty worried about?"

Seeing Fang Jifan comforting His Majesty, Ma Wensheng couldn't help but say, "Emperor Fang Du, Your Highness... He really doesn't know how to say it. He abandoned the country and the country. Now, life and death are unknown, and there are many dangers... Your Majesty is worried..."

Obviously, many people are a little anxious.

The prince's behavior was too rash. Fortunately, the people who know about this are still in a small circle. If the people in the world knew about it, they would be in an uproar.

Now, everyone who knows the inside story is worried and inevitably complains.

Ma Wensheng stamped his feet and said, "Have you ever thought about the country and country when you do this? He is the prince. In the past, the prince would have made a lot of trouble occasionally, but now... I have been holding it in my hands and it's hard to say anything, but today... I really can't stand it."

Ma Wen raised his head, and many ministers looked angry.

Everyone looked at Fang Jifan and seemed to be saying, Fang Jifan must be with the prince. After all, you have such a close relationship and are in love, and it is unknown.

Fang Jifan said: "Your Highness the Crown Prince wants to go out of the pass to kill the thief, but the Dukes even blame him. What is this? It is not shameful to defend the country. Ma Gong, you are wrong. What does the prince’s nonsense mean? In this way, are these soldiers guarding the border towns also nonsense when fighting against the Tatars? You have to touch your conscience when speaking. Without them, how can the stability of the capital come from?"

“We are not talking about the same thing.”

Fang Jifan had a correct attitude: "It's just one thing. Fang Jifan also came back from the battlefield. I have killed the enemy and made contributions. I know the dangers in it. Naturally, I also know that when the building is about to collapse, someone will always stand up and turn the tide. His Highness the Crown Prince leads the way. I admire him very much. Moreover, His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely live."

"Why?" Liu Jian's eyes opened rapidly. Could it be that Fang Jifan knew something?

Fang Jifan said: "Premonition!"

“…”

Suddenly, everyone was a little confused.

Wang Ao was standing aside, silent. He was the imperial master, but now he couldn't help saying, "What's the other way except for the premonition?"
Chapter completed!