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This civil and military dynasty feels suffocating.
Fang Jifan raised his eyes and looked at Emperor Hongzhi seriously.
Emperor Hongzhi was completely confused.
Although he has seen many incredible things, such as Fang Jifan praying for rain.
But there is a reasonable explanation for praying for rain. Fang Jifan learned how to observe the sky at night. Among the ancients, there were some people who knew how to observe the sky. You can understand that Fang Jifan learned some secret recipes or secrets.
Only these thirty stones are unprecedented.
The ancients are different from the later generations.
People of later generations are baptized by various new technologies and new ideas every day, so they have long been accustomed to new things appearing casually in life.
But the productivity of the ancients, in fact, has remained at the same level since the Qin and Han Dynasties. Although some new tools will appear, these tools are already their common sense and will probably not be beyond your cognitive level.
Because of this, in the eyes of future generations, why our ancestors thought it was deviant when something new appeared, while in Europe, when something unusual appeared, they immediately rolled up their sleeves and burned witches. This is actually all this. People of this era have been standing still for many years, and the social form and productivity methods have been stagnant, so they cannot believe in things that are too 'absurd'.
This is a gap in thinking.
Emperor Hongzhi is still dubious. This is no longer a question of whether you believe the British Duke and Fang Jifan. What is involved is deeply rooted values.
Therefore, Fang Jifan specially brought this guy, and it must be seen to be believed.
Fang Jifan said again: "Your Majesty, can you please ask me to make arrangements now?"
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were whispering, and there was some excitement in the hall.
Emperor Hongzhi took a deep breath, tried hard to calm down his emotions, and said one word in a deep voice: "Accurate!"
Fang Jifan immediately said: "My military commander is still outside the Meridian Gate. Please ask them to bring them in first."
After a while, Zhang Xin and others arrived carrying firewood and pots and pans.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A dozen of them, all of them were in tattered clothes, and covered with mud. If you look carefully, you will see that there is a big hole in Zhang Xin¡¯s cloth shoes, and three lovely feet are exposed.
In fact, when he came, Zhang Mao wanted Zhang Xin and the captains to change their clothes. After all, they might have to face the emperor, so they had to be more glamorous, but don't frighten the princes in the court.
But Fang Jifan firmly disagreed. He liked to sell miserably. It took everyone a lot of hard work to get the sweet potato to this point. Growing the sweet potato is a credit. This kind of virtue is similar to that of almost everyone. The three characters "I am so miserable" are engraved on people's faces. What is this? This is hard work.
As soon as this group of people who were incompatible with Jinshen Hall came in, the slander and criticism in the hearts of the ministers were immediately eliminated.
This is the original Yulin Imperial Guard?
How can he be like a beggar?
It seems that farming is really hard work.
Even Emperor Hongzhi was moved. He liked people who were thrifty and hardworking. This was related to Emperor Hongzhi's temperament. When he saw them, Emperor Hongzhi felt certain in his heart. These people looked very reliable. Spectrum.
"Bury the pot."
Fang Jifan gave the order.
Zhang Xin and others were a little hesitant. After all, in this Jinshen Palace they would not dare to think about making mistakes.
"Howeverin the Hundred Households of the Farm, they have always been accustomed to Fang Jifan's "unreasonableness". Although they were cautious, they did not disobey Fang Jifan's orders.
So, the firewood was piled up and a fire was made.
Jinshen Hall is very spacious, so we don¡¯t have to worry about smoke exhaust, and even if it¡¯s a bit smoky, Fang Jifan doesn¡¯t care.
Since the monarchs and ministers don¡¯t believe it, let them believe it until they do.
The flames jumped up, and the smoke suddenly hit his face. The minister who was close was stricken. He coughed desperately, his eyes were red, and he cursed Fang Jifan's eighteenth generation ancestors in his heart.
Fang Jifan was not idle. He took out the sweet potatoes from Zhang Xin's basket and threw the sweet potatoes into the fire one by one.
On the other side, a captain had already raised the stove. There was an iron pot in the stove, water was poured in, and a little rice was poured.
Everyone is busy working together.
But being so particular makes people feel hopeful.
This doesn¡¯t seem like a false report.
Otherwisethis Fang Jifan?
Zhang Heling touched his belly and saw that the emperor and his ministers were still looking at him. He suppressed his blush and said seriously: "It doesn't taste good"
Zhang Yanling on the side also opened the shell of the roasted sweet potato, revealing the golden sweet potato flesh, and a strong fragrance suddenly overflowed. He ate it one bite at a time and nodded: "Yes, it's really not delicious, my donkey's." All fodder tastes better than this, Fang Jifan, you are not a good person, you are blowing loudly, II want to criticize you."
As he said that, he gnawed the roasted sweet potato clean, threw away the outer skin, and picked up another one to peel it.
Zhang Heling ate two bowls in a row, burped, then glared at Fang Jifan and said: "In order to be responsible for my nephew and to check for His Majesty, I will try two more bowls to see. Although they taste the same, I can't say for a while." It¡¯ll be a bit tasty.¡±
After that, he picked up the third bowl. At this time, the porridge was a little cold, so he ate faster. After a while, the porridge water entered his stomach again. Zhang Heling's belly was obviously stretched, and he Burping desperately: "Hey, that's really weird. Why does it taste so bad? Try again"
"I'll try the porridge too. Brother, you can eat this baked one. I can't bear the taste of this fruit. There are such unpalatable things in the world. Sure enough, the young man's mouth is hairless and unstable. .¡±
After saying that, he grabbed the remaining half bowl of porridge from Zhang Heling's bowl and ate it happily.
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