The matter of Franji was agreed upon.

Since Your Majesty asked Fang Jifan to deal with it, Fang Jifan seemed to have a hundred ways in his mind.

In this world, there is always a kind of person who carries the burden, yes, he is talking about Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan received the order and said goodbye immediately.

Liu Jian and others also said goodbye one after another.

Then he saw Xiao Jingdian pulling his head and kneeling in the cold wind, as if he was listening to His Majesty Hou's further sanctions.

Fang Jifan walked over with his hands behind his back, and waited for Fang Jifan to pass by, and suddenly shouted: "Oh my."

That's what it called.

Xiao Jing was startled. He was uneasy. He was suddenly yelled like this. It was conceivable that he almost arched his whole body and turned back with a tragic look.

Fang Jifan only pointed his back at him, and then cleared his throat: "The weather is good today, I want to hang my throat and have a song "The Case of the Chopping of Beauty"."

Xiao Jing's face was tragic, and the soybean-like sweat was almost coming out, but he breathed a sigh of relief. He suddenly realized that this Fang Jifan had to be careful, and he really needed to be cautious and fearful in the future.

Fang Jifan took a step and sang proudly: "The prince-consort is close to look at it... and he went forward to write that Qin Xianglian was thirty-two years old, suing the prince-consort of the dynasty, betraying the king... Emperor Qing, the man who regrets marriage will recruit Dongshui, and he killed his wife and destroyed his son and lost his conscience!"

This word is very appropriate.

This prince-in-law...

Um?

Not very right.

This son-in-law is the son-in-law who serves the country and the people. How can he compare with the scum Chen Shimei?

This "The Case of the Chopping of Beauty" is unlucky. This young master doesn't like Peking Opera anymore. It's better to have a Huangmei Opera or a tea-picking opera.

But Liu Jian and others followed Fang Jifan and their eyes were straightened.

This song, listening to it... feels very comfortable, especially this word, which makes it even more comfortable.

Liu Jian and Li Dongyang beside him looked at each other.

Li Dongyang loved to listen to operas. When Fang Jifan started singing proudly, he was surprisingly serious. Although he only sang a few sentences, he suddenly felt a sense of resonance with it.

"Emperor Fang, stay."

Li Dongyang said with a smile.

Behind him, Liu Jian and others also smiled slightly, as if waiting and watching.

Fang Jifan stopped and turned around: "Hello, Mr. Li."

Looking at Fang Jifan's pure smile, Li Dongyang sighed in his heart, but cheered up: "But I don't know what the song Fang Duwei sang just now?"

Fang Jifan immediately understood something.

What I just sang was the case of the Peking Opera killing beauty.

This is almost the most classic song in Peking Opera.

What he sang was the climax plot. It didn't take long before Chen Shimei was beheaded.

Fang Jifan refused to say it, his face turned a little red.

"This, this...sing randomly." Fang Jifan said.

Li Dongyang shook his head: "When listening to this song, it is both bright and solemn and thick, but also a sense of sadness and anger, which is very rare. There is also this poem that is easy to understand. You must know the way of opera. It is necessary to use the lyrics carefully but never be able to cover up. In this way, it can be touching. What did Fang Duwei sing just now, and what... The prince-consort deceives the king, who will be despised?"

"Nonsense." Fang Jifan said righteously: "This is a case of beheading the beauty, not the son-in-law of this dynasty, but the story of Bao Zheng."

"Bao Zheng beheads the prince consort?" Li Dongyang's eyes lit up.

Liu Jian and others also came up.

This story of the Case of the Beheading of Beauty was written in the Ming Dynasty, which means it has begun to spread now. Since then, it has combined the sequel novels about Bao Zheng, such as the Three Heroes and Five Righteous, and finally derived the opera "Case of the Beheading of Beauty".

This "The Case of the Chopping of Beauty" is almost the pinnacle of opera. Peking Opera itself integrates opera from all over the world and is finally successful. Two or three hundred years later, it became popular all over the world.

Plus this household story.

Especially now, Liu Jian and others like to listen to the plot of beheading the prince consort.

I was very excited and felt much more comfortable.

"This song is from "Bao Gong Case Hundred Schools of the People". It's so good. When I saw the passage of the beheading the prince's consort, I applauded it. Although this book is a love story in the world, it has its merits."

"Yes, yes, why don't you, Fang Duwei sing another paragraph?"

"We should not be humble, please listen carefully."

"..." Fang Jifan blushed. You really like "The Case of the Chopping of Beauty". You want to kill our son-in-law.

However... Fang Jifan thought about this Peking Opera...

Fang Jifan smiled and said, "I sang casually. Now I forgot what Bao Zheng and Chen Shimei, I don't recognize them. Since you recognize them, sing them, listen to me."

Li Dongyang felt very regretful.

But he stared at Fang Jifan and said, "Master Fang, that song just now, if you have such a genius, don't waste it."

Fang Jifan said oh.

He seemed to see Li Dongyang's touching face, and smiled: "I need to go to Daming Palace to see you later."

He turned around and was about to leave and ran away.

Liu Jian stroked his beard and shook his head, looking helpless.

Li Dongyang was thinking, as if he was still recalling the tune, the singing style, and the subconscious squirming of his lips.

Xie Qian sighed and said, "This kid has paid real money to curry favor with His Majesty. I heard that there are urgent money everywhere in the West Mountain. The white silver is delivered to the city in boxes. The tens of thousands of people recruited, including food, drink, defecation, and scattering. They are all silver. There are also treasures everywhere. Judging from this situation, he really wants to build a different palace that is no less than the Forbidden City."

Li Dongyang smiled: "If his father knew, he would be so angry."

In any case, although they were bothering them about Fang Jifan and the prince taking away the emperor's grandson, at least there was another thing that made them feel more comfortable, such as this guy... I heard that he was about to go bankrupt.

The amount of money spent on a palace of such a huge scale is huge, and I can't even make it.

Liu Jian coughed, "Okay, okay, don't laugh at people. We are not good people in the market. Others have been in trouble and are in trouble. We are the prime minister who is highly valued by His Majesty. Why do you laugh at others... Cough cough... Don't laugh, don't laugh. If Wei Fang is unlucky, should we laugh? Apart from sometimes being tragic, isn't it good at other times?"

As he said that, Liu Jian held his face and wanted to spit it out in one breath, but he tried his best to hold it back.

Li Dongyang and Xie Qian were both laughing.

Finally, Liu Jian covered his heart and suddenly burst into laughter, and was out of breath: "Oh, I'll teach you not to laugh, what's so funny about this... Haha... Okay... Stop it... Haha..."

Li Dongyang and Xie Qian could no longer hold it in. If they didn't laugh, they would really hurt themselves and laughed.

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By the end of the year.

The weather is getting colder.

The first phase of the Daming Palace was completed.

Near the capital, there are all plains. Except for some mountains in the north and northwest, there are mostly plains that are unobstructed.

This first phase of the project cost a lot, and in order to speed up the construction period, almost tens of thousands of craftsmen worked together.

The problem involved in this is the problem of coordination. In the past, they were all step by step, but now all projects are moving forward in unison.

Of course, the most important thing is the use of concrete, which greatly reduces the construction period.

But what really matters is silver.

Fang Jifan almost spared no effort and money... He had it, and it was a constant stream. In order to build this Ming Palace, the Fang family almost took out all their own assets.

Craftsmen are becoming more and more skilled.

Even designers began to be better at drawing graphics. They even began to learn to standardize numbers on the drawings of planes and facades. The foremen holding the drawings, just by looking at the drawings, they understood what to do next, what size is here, and what size is there.

All the bricks and concrete are ready-made, and the flowers and stones picked from nearby mountains are all carried out in concert. The stonemasons turned countless natural stones into various flower stones, and concrete roads paved with asphalt, interlaced.

Although precious trees and flowers transplanted one after another are bare in this cold winter, most of the prototype of the garden has been revealed.

The paths paved with anticorrosion wood and the pavilions and pavilions have begun to be decorated inside.

With the help of Franji people, a huge bell tower will stand in the Daming Palace.

In addition, there were a large number of rare treasures that began to be transported, including foreign objects and current treasures. Fang Jifan was worried about this.

As most of the palace cities in the first phase were approaching their end, on the one hand, they were preparing for the second phase of the palace city, and on the other hand, they continued to carefully craft the palace cities in the first phase.

Fang Jifan returned to the West Mountain with his horse. During these days, it had snowed for several days, and the snow was thick with heels. After getting off the horse, Fang Jifan went to Zhenguo Mansion, one deep and one shallow.

As soon as he entered the Zhenguo Mansion, anthracite heating came to his face. Liu Jin was standing at the door. When he saw Mr. Gan coming, he took off his straw raincoat with still snow for Fang Jifan, and said, "Mr. Gan, His Highness the Crown Prince is inside."

Fang Jifan nodded and raised his foot in.

Then he saw Zhu Houzhao frowned.

Fang Jifan stepped forward and said with a smile: "What is Your Highness doing here?"

Zhu Houzhao said: "Great-grandmother's body is inappropriate again. I went to ask for help, but she was infected with the cold again."

Fang Jifan sighed in his heart. To be honest, Zhou's age had already passed the time to know his destiny. Now, he is completely relying on surprise care in the harem to support him. Every year, for her, it is a gate of hell.

Zhu Houzhao said: "She is not feeling well and has no food and food. And this birthday is coming, so she has to be happy."

Fang Jifan smiled and said, "This... is easy to deal with, it's just a birthday gift. I built a new palace. Although I have lost my family and have only one wall, it's still easy to buy a birthday gift."

Zhu Houzhao shook her head: "At this age, no matter how rare the baby is, she has never seen it. She can't even like any birthday gift she gives."

Fang Jifan nodded and expressed his understanding. He thought for a long time: "Does he like to eat beef?"
Chapter completed!