Fang Jifan was very excited, but when he saw Deng Jian still there, he smiled and restored his true nature to a prodigal son: "Your Majesty's great kindness is so great, but... but..."

"It's just what?" The little eunuch said righteously, and the other party had no good expression at all: "Hehe, we naturally know that the young master of the Fang family would never go. We also heard that two years ago, your father Nan and Bo asked someone to carry you, but you refused to go. But we said that in the first place, we came with the order, and even if we tied you up, we would tie you up."

He stared at Fang Jifan like a poisonous snake, as if he was confused, and lowered his voice and continued, "Don't think that your Fang family is an earl, but in our eyes, what's the point? Do you think your father can be treated with swords and guns and be appreciated by His Majesty, and you will be worried. To be honest, what does Your Majesty think of you father and son? You have to rely on the people around you. In this palace, who is closest to His Majesty? Hey..."

Fang Jifan knew that this little eunuch had succeeded in his life and was about to show off his authority and threatened him, so he sighed: "If you don't go, you will have to tie someone up, and you will still be unreasonable?"

"Then you try it." The little eunuch narrowed his eyes and stared at Fang Jifan fiercely, as if we were torn apart, and he looked at him from now on: "Your surname is Fang, so you deserve to reason with us?"

Fang Jifan smiled, a light flashed in his eyes quickly, and then he slowly walked to the willow table. There were several teacups and teapots on it. He took an empty teacup and played with it in his hand.

The little eunuch was impatient: "Mr. Fang, when will you still have to procrastinate?"

Fang Jifan actually smiled strangely at him. This prodigal son suddenly gave the little eunuch a gentle and elegant young man like jade. The little eunuch thought it was an illusion and was dazed for a moment. Sure enough, the gentle appearance just now disappeared without a trace, replaced by a malice. He saw a cold light shot out from Fang Jifan's eyes, and then, the teacup in his hand took off from his hand and flew straight to the little eunuch's forehead.

Bang...

The teacup was smashed by Fang Jifan's desperate attempt. The small eunuch shouted, and red blood immediately flowed out of his forehead. The little eunuch's head buzzed and he was stunned.

Crazy, crazy.

The little eunuch immediately gritted his teeth and roared: "Who is surnamed Fang, you dare to beat me...beat Qin Zhi, you are so brave... What are you trying to do? You..."

He covered his forehead and screamed.

Fang Jifan smiled at him, looking like he was not caring, took out Xiangfei's fan, fanned slowly, and then said word by word: "We Fang Jifan don't believe me, you dare to tie me up!"

The little eunuch was completely confused.

Provocation, this is a naked provocation.

Blood blisters were already on his forehead, and the little eunuch had a distorted face in pain. And most importantly, Fang Jifan actually dared to say that he had no seeds. Last time he scolded himself for not having eggs, this time...

He roared sternly: "We dare not tie you up? You said we dare not tie you up? If we dare not tie you up, this surname will be written in reverse!"

When he touched his forehead, he gritted his teeth in pain. This guy was really cruel, so the teacup was broken and there was broken porcelain embedded in the flesh on his forehead. His hands on his forehead were wet and covered with blood. He roared: "Come, come, tie him up, tie him up!"

A young eunuch brought a private army to work together. When he saw this scene, he didn't dare to hesitate. He rushed in without saying a word, took the rope and controlled Fang Jifan.

The little eunuch was still unresolved. He knew in his heart that if such a thing happened this time, he could of course go back to the palace to complain, but for His Majesty, Fang Jifan was guilty, but as for him, he could not handle such a small matter, and most of his future would be gone.

So I couldn't go back to the palace to complain, so I had to tie up people. Didn't you, Fang Jifan, say that we didn't grow, we'll have planting for you to see.

He took the rope and took advantage of the uniforms of two personal generals Fang Jifanzhi, and tied Fang Jifan tightly, and then he felt that he had relieved his hatred.

Fang Jifan was honest and let him tie it up. When the little eunuch tied Fang Jifan up, Fang Jifan couldn't help rolling his eyes. The eunuch was indeed a eunuch. If you tie a rope, your sister would even tie a bow.

The little eunuch seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief and ordered people to escort Fang Jifan to the personal military governor's office.

This so-called personal military governor's office is different from the Five Army Governor's Office. It is known to govern the twenty-six guards of the personal military and is the imperial guards among the imperial guards. However, the governor's office is in name only and is just a fancy way. Its main responsibility is to coordinate the twenty-six guards, and of course, it is also responsible for proofreading.

Today, many meritorious children have come. These young men are all energetic and eager to try.

They were all nobles of the Ming Dynasty and had been frugal since childhood. However, my heroes and heroes hope that they would not only inherit their father's titles, but also be loved by the palace and sent to the palace.

The examiner appointed by Emperor Hongzhi was British Duke Zhang Mao. This elderly Duke looked at the young heroes in the hall and comforted him. Many people were old acquaintances, and Zhang Mao had high hopes for them.

There were more than 500 children who were studying, divided into six examination rooms. He reviewed them one by one. When he arrived at the last examination room, he stopped in a python robe and looked particularly refreshed. He said to the candidates: "You are all nobles and have received the kindness of the ancestors. Today, the examination is divided into three or six grades. In order to choose talents and outstanding ones, you must fight from above and enter the tent of your father and grandfather, and take out your abilities to win a golden belt."

Everyone said, "Yes."

After saying that, Zhang Mao laughed. The golden belt has allusions. The rules for proofreading started with Emperor Taizu Gao. At first, it was called Yueqi. When the British Duke Zhang Mao was young, Emperor Chenghua was in Xiyuan. Zhang Mao shot three arrows in a row, so he was given a golden belt.

This gold belt is still tied around Zhang Mao's waist. Although he was a great minister, he inherited the Duke and became the Grand Tutor. No belt he wanted to tie was considered a sign of honor, but in his heart, this gold belt was the symbol of honor.

The meritorious children looked at the belt that Zhang Mao was tied greedily, and were ready to try.

As he was talking, there was a noise coming from outside. Zhang Mao frowned slightly, and the military officers on both sides were also extremely surprised. Someone saw Zhang Mao appearing unhappy and said hurriedly: "Go down and take a look."

Zhang Mao looked cold and said, "No matter who is making noise, today's review, this matter is very important and will bring you!"

When everyone saw that the British Duke was angry, they were all trembling. After a while, they saw someone tied up and were escorted by two personal soldiers.

Seeing that the person who was tied up was familiar with him, the little eunuch stepped forward and said respectfully: "Mr. Master, I will follow the order of Your Majesty. Fang Jifan, the son of Nan and Bo, came to the proofreading. I will act according to the order. Please do not blame me."

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

Fang Jifan felt that the atmosphere of the entire examination hall changed suddenly.

The meritorious children around them were curious at first and moved to see the fun. When they heard the three words Fang Jifan, they all retreated like a plague-avoiding god.

Then, someone burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!