Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Seeing Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan chatting happily, Deng Jian and Liu Jin, who were standing by the side, both started to roll their eyes.

Coal can be burned, and everyone in the world knows this.

But why everyone burns firewood and charcoal, but why don't they use coal for heating? Do you think you two are the only ones who are smart?

This is because once the coal is burned, not only is the smoke billowing, strangers dare not approach it, let alone for heating, not to mention that the smoke is poisonous and can kill people.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Fang Jifan were counting on selling coal to make a fortune. This... is a tragedy...

Liu Jin rolled his dead fish eyes, but he didn't dare to correct him because... he was afraid of being beaten.

Deng Jian also looked like a dead mother. He could have expected the tragic scene where the young master dug out the coal and lost all his money, but... it seems... this is the normal state of the young master!

Zhu Houzhao seemed very happy, and suddenly felt that he had found a bosom friend. He seems to be extremely keen on making money, but the purpose of making money is a bit suspicious.

But for Fang Jifan, dragging the prince into the water seems to be a good choice, at least... if he is unlucky, he can pull a back before he dies.

But Zhu Houzhao really admired Fang Jifan. He suddenly felt that a hero knows a hero. He suddenly felt that everyone in the world is an idiot. You see, even this palace knows that coal can be burned, but why no one burns coal What about heating? Fang Jifan is still smart, of course, Ben Gong is also very smart.

Only Liu Jin and Deng Jian lost their souls. They seemed to be weighing the risks of telling the truth. The beating may be light. The most important thing is that the two masters are the kind of landlords who don’t hit the south wall and don’t look back. Won't you become angry from embarrassment?

Now that the big plan to make a fortune has been determined, Fang Jifan is naturally busy. Some big landlords near Xishan seem to have picked up gold ingots now, because Nanhe Bozi Fang Jifan posted a post saying they want to buy land.

If someone else came to buy the land, everyone would have to hesitate, the land is ancestral property, how can it be sold, but Fang Jifan, the prodigal son, is said to spend money like running water, this is the ingot that is about to fall from the sky.

Sure enough, the prodigal son was very happy and didn't like bargaining very much.

Many people's eyes are bright, and now Fang Jifan is not looking for someone to buy the land, but someone came to ask Fang Jifan to buy the land.

Nanhebo mansion is very lively now, not only the landlords around Xishan, even the landlords who can't be beaten at all, are excited to take the land deed, son, buy the land? My land is very good, it is a good fertile land, which is different from the large wasteland near the West Mountain.

But the answer they often get is: "Go away, what this young master bought is wasteland!"

Wang Jinyuan obediently sent 200,000 taels of silver to Zhan Shifu, and Fang Jifan waved these silvers, and squandered nearly 100,000 taels in just two or three days.

The capital was boiling, and countless people burst into tears. If they had a piece of wasteland in the West Mountain, they would have made a fortune.

Fang Jinglong's face turned dark. When he was on duty in the Governor's Mansion every day, a few old brothers would always come looking for the door: "Lingzi wants to buy land? Brother Fang, I also have land. I don't want to leave the land for outsiders, right? "

Fang Jinglong suddenly had the feeling that the whole world regarded his son, and at the same time regarded himself as the world's biggest fool.

He vomited out a mouthful of old blood, scaring everyone in the governor's mansion to panic.

Fang Jinglong yelled: "Whoever mentions the land to me again, I will chop him off!"

Everyone looked at each other, and then looked at the poor Nan Hebo with a sympathetic and strange expression.

After such a short operation, Fang Jifan can be regarded as everyone in the universe. Even the envoys from various countries in the capital who came to pay tribute were dumbfounded. I can't help but feel that China is rich, but seeing the purchase of land by Fang Jifan, a man from the capital, can give a glimpse of the leopard.

However, Fang Jifan suddenly became popular from a person who was hated by people and hated ghosts. Relatives who didn't like to keep in touch with each other even came to the door. The family was different, and the neighbors in the neighborhood no longer saw Fang Jifan walking out of the door. Go, and they all scattered like birds and beasts, but they all greeted attentively, and said, "Master Fang, how is Master Fang? Master Fang bought another land? Master Fang... my second uncle's uncle's cousin also has a piece of land." , trying to sell it..."

"Get lost!" Fang Jifan uttered a word from his teeth without even raising his eyelids.

The person who was scolded was actually not annoyed, and laughed along with him, "Young Master Fang's words are really soul-stirring...haha...haha...there...Actually, Master Fang can..."

Fang Jifan was too lazy to care about this person any more, whistled, and walked away briskly.

The purpose of buying the land is to hold all the land near the Xishan mine lode in hand, so as not to wait for the coal mine to be unearthed, and someone will mine nearby. Besides, these lands will be developed sooner or later, and there are many reasons for not bargaining Simple, it is to create the purpose of prodigal sons and prodigal sons, so that people will have a feeling that they cannot be sold at a loss, and that they cannot be fooled, but in fact, the real premium is not high.

With the Xishan ore veins in a radius of more than ten miles, and the wasteland of tens of thousands of acres, there should be a lot of potential in the future.

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In the capital, the pot has exploded, and this news naturally spread to the palace.

Jin Yiwei Commander Mu Binshuang entered the palace with trepidation, and waited in the warm pavilion for a long time. When the emperor came to the warm pavilion, Mu Bin bowed down and said: "I have seen your majesty."

Although this Mou Bin is the Jinyiwei who is feared by everyone, he is extremely responsible.

Under his governance, many people's impression of Jin Yiwei has changed.

The so-called one emperor and one courtier met an emperor like Emperor Hongzhi who didn't like big prisons, and the Jinyiwei became harmless to humans and animals.

Emperor Hongzhi turned his palm into a fist, knocked on the copybook: "Speak, what's going on?"

Mou Bin was an honest man, and he couldn't laugh or cry at this moment: "I have checked it humblely, His Royal Highness took His Majesty's paintings and literature, sold... sold..."

Emperor Hongzhi seemed to be flattered, but his old face still twitched inadvertently.

Poor father, is there any crown prince in the world who steals the emperor's things and sells them?

Mu Bin took a cautious look at Emperor Hongzhi, guessing that he was afraid that the emperor would not be able to bear the excitement. He racked his brains to use less exciting language so that the emperor would be more receptive. ...500,000 taels of silver, the person who bought it was Wang Jinyuan, it is said...it is said that when he bought it, Wang Jinyuan had a knife on his neck."

Emperor Hongzhi remained silent, but his face flushed a little.

Mou Bin continued: "What I have heard is that His Highness took the money and went to do business in partnership with Fang Jifan."

Emperor Hongzhi was almost like Fang Jinglong, spurting out a mouthful of old blood.

Mou Bin raised his head cautiously again, as if he felt that Emperor Hongzhi could bear it, and continued: "They bought land around the West Mountain. It is said that they spent more than 100,000 taels of silver in a few days, and the nearby land was snapped up. It is as huge as ten thousand mu."

"More than one hundred thousand taels of silver...the wasteland...it will be gone in a few days?" Emperor Hongzhi finally couldn't take it anymore, and shouted sharply.

Emperor Hongzhi also couldn't laugh or cry. He was silent for a long time before he sighed and said, "What evil did I do?"

"Your Majesty, do you want Jin Yiwei to come forward..."

Emperor Hongzhi shook his head, and said: "Don't do anything, don't say anything, just pretend you don't know anything, intervene now, are you afraid that there won't be enough jokes? Fang Jifan... I'll take a look again, and see what he wants What's going on?"

Regarding Fang Jifan, in fact, Emperor Hongzhi's thoughts were extremely complicated. Sometimes he admired him a lot, and sometimes he was so angry that he was half dead. He was lucky at first, but fortunately he was not his father, otherwise he would be so angry that he just pitied his father ; but now...

Emperor Hongzhi actually felt that he and Fang Jinglong had the same disease...

But Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help arousing his curiosity, what kind of tricks is Fang Jifan playing?

He felt that a person who could figure out how to reform the country and teach three people should not be blindly messing around.

"Look again, let's look again, cough..." Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help coughing: "The weather is getting colder and colder, and the refugees who have entered the city don't know what to do. Shuntian Mansion needs to be resettled."

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