Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Although Zhang Mao is a martial artist, his brain is also very good. The four words he said, "cut off sons and grandchildren", suddenly aroused the deepest fear in Fang Jinglong's heart.

Of course, striking while the iron was hot, Zhang Mao opened his eyes suddenly, glared at Fang Jinglong fiercely and continued: "And to be honest, it is said that the palace has already learned about Jifan's usual misdeeds. If you want to attack the prince, it will be a problem."

"That's not the case." Fang Jinglong gasped: "Your Majesty should not be such a cold person."

Zhang Mao also seemed to think that what he said was a bit serious, but seeing Fang Jinglong's fearful look, he was determined to take a roundabout policy. He squinted his eyes and said lightly: "My youngest son Zhang Xin, you have seen it. Last year, He won the second place in the review, won the silver belt, how beautiful, and you know what happened later, His Majesty personally decreed a marriage, marrying the daughter of King Zhou, Princess Longting, to him. Last year, Didn’t I also treat you to a wedding wine? Look, how magnificent, to be honest, Princess Longting is now pregnant.”

A silver belt, the princess gets married, the child...

Fang Jinglong took a deep breath, his eyes seemed to be shining, and he looked at Zhang Mao with envy.

Fang Jifan already smelled a feeling that he was about to end.

I saw Zhang Mao suddenly slammed on the copy, and shouted: "Do you know why my unworthy son Zhang Xin was able to get the second place in the review, was given a silver belt, and married the princess of Longting?"

Fang Jinglong stayed for a long time: "No, I don't know."

"Beat!" Zhang Mao waved his old fist and said viciously: "If you don't beat you, you won't be a weapon, and if you don't beat you, you won't become a talent; if you don't fight for three days, you will have to go to the house to expose the tiles; if you don't study, you will be beaten, and if you don't learn how to bow and horse, you will also be beaten. Beat it to death, even when it looks pleasing to the eye, you still have to beat it, this is called preventing the erroneous progress! He is honest, if you beat him up, he will be honest, and he has no bad intentions anymore, beat his mother Since then, he knows how to make progress, knows how to work hard, and if he beats dozens of times a year, he will become a good boy; if he beats hundreds of times a year, he will get a silver belt. No matter what princess or princess, It's easy to catch, old Fang, if you want to beat, don't beat, let alone the bastards who don't know the rules, just say that if you can't get a job, if you can't get a job, people will look down on you, look down on you, then If you can't marry a wife, if you can't marry a wife, you can't have a grandson, you can't hold a grandson, the ancestors have spirits, and there is knowledge under the spring, can you close your eyes?"

Fang Jinglong's face turned pale with shock, but the bright future that Zhang Mao had painted for him was indeed fatally attractive to him, hugging his grandson...getting a silver belt...brilliant lintel...

But in the end, he was discouraged again. He looked at the pitiful Fang Jifan lovingly, and his heart softened again: "Hey, to be honest, I can't do anything."

Fang Jinglong was just sighing. In fact, he didn't know the truth of a filial son under the stick. It's just... Fang Jinglong cut down countless people when he was on the battlefield, but he couldn't do anything about this son.

Zhang Mao waited for his words, and hurriedly said: "I can do it for you! Let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. After hearing about this guy's evil deeds, my hands are so itchy that I can't sleep for several nights, tossing and turning." If I don’t teach him a lesson for you today, I’ll feel itchy all over my body, and I won’t be able to cheer up anything!”

Zhang Mao was a military commander, he was good at riding and archery back then, now he held up his hands, spat on the palms of his hands, rubbed his palms together, and turned his palms into fists, this casserole-sized fist made Fang Jifan's eyes straight.

"Uncle Shi, what kind of resentment and hatred do we have?" Fang Jifan felt sad from his heart.

Zhang Mao yelled loudly, stood up, his strong chest rose and fell like a mountain, and said with wide eyes: "No enmity, no grievances, I just can't understand how you are so self-indulgent, foolish, incapable of writing and martial arts." Just a prodigal kid. You run, you run to see the old man, just stay here obediently and get punched, if you dare to run, I will catch you and hang you up and beat you for three days and three nights."

Fang Jifan choked silently, looking at Zhang Mao resentfully.

Zhang Mao had already come at the pace of a dragon and a tiger, his fists were twisted, his knuckles were full of veins, and his knuckles made a crisp sound.

I'm dead, his sister, if you don't be a prodigal son, you will be caught and given an injection, but An Anxin is a prodigal son, and you fucking beat me up!

Fang Jifan hurriedly looked at Fang Jinglong.

Fang Jinglong couldn't bear it, and couldn't help but said: "Brother Zhang, be gentle, don't break the bones, meaning is enough!"

"..."

"Wait a minute!" Fang Jifan had to take a deep breath, struggling for the last time: "Uncle Shi, even if you are marching and fighting, you also pay attention to whether a teacher is famous, right? What did my nephew do wrong?"

Zhang Mao was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "It's a big mistake for your father to worry about being useless!"

As he said, he no longer gave Fang Jifan a chance to quibble, and already waved his fist.

Fang Jifan saw the big fist was about to fall on his body, only heard the sound of his heart beating violently, and even forgot to dodge for a while.

"Uncle, uncle..."

At this critical moment, the anxious voice of the door suddenly came from outside.

But seeing that doorman coming in like shit, Fang Jifan was so frightened that his face turned pale.

Zhang Mao was subconsciously attracted by the panting door, with his fists still held high.

Fang Jinglong was sitting upright, trying to dissuade him, but kept silent with tears in his eyes. Seeing that Zhang Mao's fist stopped suddenly, he was relieved.

"Uncle, the imperial envoy has come to the palace, the imperial envoy has come to the palace, Your Majesty has a will!"

His Majesty……

Fang Jinglong shuddered, his body just relaxed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

brought up.

At this moment, he just felt dizzy, he stroked his forehead, his face was pale, it's over!

Just now, Duke Ying said that the palace already had opinions on his son, and the imperial decree came afterward. This...isn't it over?

Although His Majesty is magnanimous, he is an upright gentleman. Long Yan must have been furious when he learned about Ji Fan.

Zhang Mao also reacted, but his face changed a little, and he became worried. He glanced at Fang Jinglong and said, "I heard that in the palace... hey, look, I told you a long time ago. Dutiful son, Lao Fang... this time I am afraid that a catastrophe is imminent."

With a bitter face on Fang Jinglong's face, he just shook his head blindly: "It's my fault, it's my fault, I regret that I didn't listen to Brother Zhang's words, which caused such a catastrophe, accept the order, the son didn't teach, it's the father's fault, If His Majesty blames the successor, as a father, I can only suffer for my son, at worst, go outside the Meridian Gate and plead on behalf of my son."

Zhang Maoheng glared at Fang Jifan: "It's worthless, your father was killed by you."

After all, the two hurried to the middle gate.

Fang Jifan was also taken aback by this sudden situation, feeling his back was getting cold, he did see the emperor today, the emperor couldn't be punishing him because he was out of character, right?

If so, it is really cheating.

He hastily chased him out, and when he reached the middle gate, he saw that there were already eunuchs here, and the Fang family had already opened the middle gate.

The eunuch looked up and saw Zhang Mao, the British Duke, and smiled at Zhang Mao in a fawning manner.

Zhang Mao's face was ashen, and he just hummed.

While Fang Jinglong's face was pale, the eunuch opened the imperial decree in his hand, and said in a loud voice: "Nanhe Bozi Fang Jifan accepts the decree."

Like a thunderbolt from the blue, Fang Jinglong fell to the ground all of a sudden, his eyes were red, and he couldn't hold back his tears. He bowed down and wept uncontrollably.

Sure enough, it was Fang Jifan's will, how could His Majesty know about Jifan? It's not because Jifan usually does a lot of evil, but this is really bad.

Zhang Mao couldn't help sighing, but he felt more sympathy for Lao Fang. His sons were more promising than the other, but looking at Lao Fang's family, there was only such a single seedling, and now...

He shook his head, it's unfortunate for the family to raise such a son.

Fang Jifan bowed down anxiously.

The eunuch said in a loud voice: "Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the imperial edict says..."

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