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Xiao Jing felt that he had made a mistake.
"You can't do this, something will happen."
He trembled and defended His Highness the Crown Prince.
He is a member of the palace. No matter who the people in the palace offend, they cannot offend the emperor and the prince.
Emperor Hongzhi didn¡¯t seem to see through Xiao Jing¡¯s thoughts, and only thought that he was trying to excuse the young master. This time, it seemed that he was using too much force.
Emperor Hongzhi said: "Hey, actually just now Fang Jifan was right about one thing. The prince has a stubborn temper. Even nine oxen can't pull back what he is willing to do. No one can do what he is not willing to do. Instructing him to do it. I think about his temperament, isn't it like this? Let's talk about this female celebrity, can Fang Jifan force him to do it? After all, it is his nature. The dignified prince, actually feels sorry for such things I am not ashamed of my interest, but rather proud of it. Am I still willing to leave the Ming Dynasty to his hands?"
"He" Emperor Hongzhi said: "He is getting more and more outrageous. If I don't deal with him, how can I be worthy of my ancestors and the people of this world?"
It's okay not to say that, as soon as Xiao Jing interceded for Zhu Houzhao, Emperor Hongzhi was already angry. For such a rebellious son, look at the people around him who are not in awe of him, saying good things for him everywhere, and everyone is treating him well. With huge expectations, what about him? Does he do this kind of thing all the time? Do you still want the country and country of the Ming Dynasty?
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Were there any princes in the past dynasties who did such a thing?
Emperor Hongzhi gritted his teeth: "Tomorrow, I will order the imperial guards to take this traitor to the imperial court. If he doesn't repent, I will beat him to death."
Xiao Jing shuddered.
It¡¯s over.
He still couldn¡¯t understand why he was clearly suing Fang Jifan for leading the crown prince, but in the end it ended up like this. This was the fault of that family.
"That's right, that Fang Jifan is simply despicable and shameless. He just told His Majesty that the Crown Prince can't be forced by anyone. Isn't this obvious? Doesn't it mean that all the blame is placed on His Majesty the Crown Prince? This guy is so insidious.
"Your Majesty"
"Shut up!" Emperor Hongzhi was still furious: "Stop talking!"
Xiao Jing was shocked and his face was ashen.
After a while, Zhang Mao went to see Xiao Jing and bowed. Seeing that Xiao Jing was dead, he felt like a mother. He had all kinds of doubts in his heart: "Your Majesty, the latest military information is that the Tatar Khan gathered 40,000 cavalry and went south in the name of revenge. Every pass is in danger"
Emperor Hongzhi didn't care about this. This time, the Tatar Khan raised an army temporarily, and the number of troops and horses he could muster was limited. After all, the Tatars were distributed in pastures all over the desert. Such a temporary army and horses could only mean that the Tatars were marching south. If you lose your mind, there will be no trouble as long as you guard every pass.
Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Mao: "Zhang Qing's family has been hearing some rumors recently."
"What?" Zhang Mao was stunned for a moment.
Emperor Hongzhi stared at him and said coldly: "Tell it truthfully."
"II don't knowwhat aspect"
Emperor Hongzhi said calmly: "Prince"
Prince
Zhang Mao¡¯s face turned green.
Could it be because
Zhang Mao denied it flatly: "No I haven't heard of it."
"You want to quibble?" Emperor Hongzhi saw Zhang Mao's panic.
"This is actually not a big deal." Zhang Mao could only say: "Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince is still young."
After all, Zhang Mao did not dare to deceive the emperor.
Emperor Hongzhi nodded and understood.
"I will definitely beat him to death!"
He said lightly.
As expected, word got out.
"I'm really not afraid of embarrassment."
Emperor Hongzhi finally remembered his duty.
Ever since, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
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Here in Xishan, Zhu Houzhao organized a group of women in Xishan to make hundreds of sweaters based on colors and patterns.
The first time I knitted a sweater, this one actually took me half a month to knit.
When Fang Jifan came back, Zhu Hou looked at his work. The sweater was woven from wool dyed with green thread and white thread. The two stripes alternated between them. It looked like the prison clothes of later generations.
Of course, even prison uniforms are actually quite fashionable in this era. Fang Jifan asked Zhu Houzhao to try them on, and put on an inner layer first.The effect of clothing is also limited. It is indeed great at keeping out the cold, but it cannot stop wind leakage.
Fang Jifan was happy: "Ten taels? No, no, no, we have to sell it at a low price. Has Your Highness forgotten our original intention? We are looking for things to keep out the cold for the common people. If we earn this kind of money, are we still human? Besides, , the sweaters we knit, after half a month, only amount to dozens or hundreds of sweaters. Even if we sell them for a hundred taels, how much money can we make?"
Zhu Houzhao suddenly felt a little suffocated: "What? Was it all in vain?"
"Sell it for one tael of silver." Fang Jifan stretched out his hand and said seriously: "Your Highness, this sweater is just a sample. The real intention is to sell wool. The purpose of knitting sweaters and selling them is to tell everyone the benefits of sweaters. Sweaters are not difficult to make. Any housewife in the family can knit them. We cannot sell clothes on a large scale, but we can weave on a large scale and supply these cotton threads and woolen threads. Your Highness, do you understand what I mean?"
Zhu Houzhao squinted his eyes, smiled, and patted Fang Jifan on the shoulder: "It's agreed, I own 30% of the shares in this textile workshop." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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