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Chapter 182 His Highness the Holy Might

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    Fang Jifan told Emperor Hongzhi solemnly with a serious face.

    "Your Majesty, how could you not know that I have been ill for a long time and am mentally retarded? I am timid, and I dare not deceive you."

    His eyes were as clear as spring water, and his handsome face looked so sincere that no one could see any flaws.

    This time the boat capsized in the gutter, and the emperor actually used his words to punish the crime, which is quite remarkable.

    In order to prevent this, Fang Jifan had to get vaccinated in advance. He is a person with brain disease, and sometimes what he says is untrue.

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    When Emperor Hongzhi heard this, he was completely silent.

    At this time, there may be a little bit of shame.

    After all, emperors are human beings too, and of course there are many extremely selfish emperors, but Emperor Hongzhi is not one of them. He was silent and silent, staring at Fang Jifan with a pair of bright eyes, seeing his handsome face full of sincerity and grievance.  .

    Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help but have a hint of regret in his eyes.

    "A late-born young man, a young man with a disability and a strong will, has made meritorious deeds, but was punished. This is both emotional and reasonable, and speaking from conscience, it really makes people feel a little sorry.

    The eyebrows wrinkled inadvertently. Emperor Hongzhi was silent for a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slightly at Fang Jifan.

    "This time, it's my fault."

    Of course Fang Jifan chose to forgive him. Should he wait for him to drag him to Caishikou?

    But in the future when I feel comfortable, I can not only talk freely, but also completely let go.

    Zhu Houzhao was shocked when he heard this. He seemed not to have expected that his father would admit his mistake, but at this time he just lowered his head, thoughtfully.

    He had the urge to find a piece of tofu to hit him to death. Why, wasn¡¯t he mentally retarded?

    Emperor Hongzhi was quite satisfied when he saw that Fang Jifan remained silent. He narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and then sighed: "Please leave, I still have important things to be busy with."

    His eyes suddenly fell on Fang Jifan, as if he thought of something, he hurriedly said.

    "Fang Jifan, you should go check on the princess."

    Fang Jifan stood up and said, "I'm leaving."

    Zhu Houzhao also stood up: "My son"

    Emperor Hongzhi pulled a face, his eyes became sharp, he nodded at Zhu Houzhao, and then pointed his finger towards the corner.

    Zhu Houzhao was a very savvy person. He immediately understood what he meant. His face was ugly, and he asked Fang Jifan for help with his mouth pursed.

    Where did Fang Jifan take care of this? He had already fled, leaving only his back for Zhu Houzhao.

    Zhu Houzhao had no choice but to obediently return to the corner. With a thud, he knelt down and lowered his head, looking aggrieved.

    However, Emperor Hongzhi paid no attention to him. He lowered his head and began to read the memorial.

    Even though the sun was blazing outside, it was still cold in the Nuan Pavilion. The doors and windows were closed, making it appear dim. So he turned on the lamp, and the light flickered. The emperor was like a statue, holding the memorial in his hand, and he read it word by word with concentration.

    In that inconspicuous corner, Zhu Houzhao felt empty, lonely, and cold, his heart was cold.

    In the dialect of a certain place, it means that the heart feels so cold.

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    It¡¯s been a long time since I¡¯ve been away from Her Royal Highness the Princess.

    When Fang Jifan arrived, Nanny Liu seemed to be flattering and saluted Fang Jifan. She already knew how powerful Fang Jifan was and did not dare to provoke him.

    Fang Jifan ignored her and sat down. The princess felt a little embarrassed when Fang Jifan looked at her. Her cheeks turned red, she pursed her lips shyly, and then she bowed her head slightly.

    "I heard that the young master has made a meritorious service, and my father is very happy."

    "Your Highness's information is really well-informed." Fang Jifan felt so cold that he couldn't even tell others that he had been punished to kneel for two hours and his legs were still sore.

    Fang Jifan looked at the embarrassed princess in front of him and felt a twinge of emotion in his heart, but he quickly restrained himself and then spoke gently.

    "His Highness looks good. Let me take a look and raise his face."

    The princess is trustworthy by Fang Jifan. After several contacts, she knows that Fang Jifan is no longer a shameless follower.

    Although she had heard some rumors from outside, the more rumors there were, the more she began to sympathize with her successor.

    Mr. Fang is a good man, why do outsiders talk about him in such a bad way? If Mr. Fang knew that outsiders criticized him in this way, I don¡¯t know how sad he would be.

    ?ObviouslyHe said with a smile.

    "Has your Highness ever thought about what would happen to His Majesty if there was a heavy rain at this time?"

    Hearing this, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but stare deeply at Fang Jifan. He was a little interested, but he shook his head and said, "I can't ask for rain. What does it have to do with me."

    Fang Jifan finally realized: "But I have a nephew who can pray for rain."

    Zhu Houzhao laughed dryly: "Haha don't bluff me, I don't believe in the smelly Taoist priests. Can a smelly Taoist priest pray for rain?"

    Fang Jifan nodded seriously: "Professional."

    Zhu Houzhao showed hesitation and was a little moved. He trusted his successor, but he obviously felt that praying for rain was too unreliable.

    He thought about it for a while before firmly rejecting it.

    "Forget it, if my father knew I was messing around, he would hang me up and beat me. It's not you who gets beaten. You can escape every time."

    This time, Zhu Houzhao learned well.

    Fang Jifan said patiently, "Your Highness, if you ask for the rain, your Majesty will know how to share your worries for Your Majesty, and then you will know your filial piety. Furthermore, if you really ask for rain,  Your Highness and ministers, this is a great achievement, even if we don't get it, when the time comes, we will kill that bastard Taoist priest, and immediately go to the palace to plead guilty, saying that we were deceived by that smelly Taoist, and now we have repented and realized our mistake.  , even if His Majesty is unhappy, he won¡¯t hit him too hard if he wants to come.¡± (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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