The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son - Chapter 1205

[1205. Chapter 1150 People-oriented]

Because of this, Fang Jifan never cared much about court discussions and court meetings.

Even if he had to come, he would still be like a wooden stake, winking at Zhu Houzhao from the side.

Zhu Houzhao seemed to be very happy. He didn’t know what was hidden in his sleeves, but there was a big bulge. While everyone was paying attention to the meeting, he secretly opened some of his sleeves, revealing a sculpture.

Fang Jifan had sharp eyes and saw clearly, and then his face turned green with fear.

That wooden sculpture…fuck…it’s a bit Franconian humanistic style…

How should I put it, to put it in layman’s terms, this statue is a bit…obscene.

At least for this era, it’s pretty obscene.

But on the bust of the statue, a heroic man looked forward, with an exposed upper body and bulging muscles, including biceps and abdominal muscles.

It is very similar to Michelangelo’s “David”. This idea is very avant-garde.

I didn’t expect… His Highness the Crown Prince… to have such a bad taste.

Fang Jifan shuddered.

Zhu Houzhao couldn’t help but feel happy, it seemed…this was his proud work.

Seeing Fang Jifan lowering his head, pretending not to see anything, Zhu Houzhao, who was standing next to Fang Jifan, moved slightly, got closer to Fang Jifan, and whispered: “Old Fang, does it look good?”

“Your Highness, this is …Where did this come from?” Fang Jifan whispered.

Zhu Houzhao didn’t move his mouth, but made a quiet voice: “I carved it myself, and I learned it from a few Franjis. I saw them sculpting human figures. It’s quite interesting, haha… Look, this body of flesh, Isn’t it very powerful? I’m not exaggerating. This is a true imitation in front of the mirror. Do you want to see my muscles again?”

Fang Jifan whispered: “No… no…”

He hadn’t finished the word yet. Certainly.

But Zhu Houzhao lifted up his long sleeves again, and the sculpture was exposed again. This time, the thighs of the sculpture were exposed. The muscles of these legs were strong and powerful, like the roots of an old tree, especially below the belt, which was indescribable. Only a huge banana leaf was carved to cover the part.

The person standing behind Qi Duke Fang Jifan was the British Duke Zhang Mao. When the British Duke Zhang Mao heard the two whispering something, he was thinking about ancestor worship and couldn’t help but be curious. He looked over with his eyes straight, and suddenly …When he saw the bust, Zhang Mao’s head seemed to explode and he felt dizzy.

Oops, ouch… I can’t do it anymore, I can’t do it anymore, my God, what kind of fame is this? Why don’t you wear clothes? His Highness the Crown Prince was meeting in Fengtian Palace, and he actually… actually came up with such an obscene thing. Oops… I can’t do it. …It didn’t work…

How could an old prince who mainly performed sacrifices bear this thing? Zhang Mao suddenly became dizzy, swayed, and fell straight down.

This time, he bumped into Xu Yongning, the Duke of Dingguo behind him.

For a moment, the two people hugged each other and rolled over.

Emperor Hongzhi was listening to the music of the ministers. When he heard the ouch sound here, he looked sideways and frowned: “What’s the matter?”

Zhang Mao and Xu Yongning prostrated themselves and confessed hurriedly: “Ten thousand deaths.”

Zhang Mao said again “Your Majesty, I am not in good health and my old eyesight is dim. I just… suddenly felt unwell.”

Emperor Hongzhi’s expression softened a little.

But when he saw Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan standing upright, listening attentively and intoxicated, they couldn’t help but blame him: “You are an old minister, why can’t you be as good as a young man? The prince is so well-behaved today, let’s look at Duke Qi again. Fang Jifan was also staring blankly!”

Zhang Mao’s face was filled with pain, but he still kowtowed: “I’ll die!”

Emperor Hongzhi sighed: “If you feel unwell, just go and rest.”

Zhu Houzhao immediately said: “Father, son. I will help Mr. Ying out.”

Fang Jifan said, “I also know some medical skills and may be able to diagnose Mr. Ying.”

Emperor Hongzhi nodded.

As if they had been granted amnesty, the two of them picked up Zhang Mao, one on the left and the other on the right, and left.

Zhang Mao felt that his legs were extremely soft, as if he were stepping on sponges.

The two men carried him out of the Fengtian Palace and saw the sun. The sunlight immediately dazzled him and made him dizzy.

Zhu Houzhao said with a smile: “Mr. British, you are old, so you must be careful where you step. Haha, you are still the best. If you pretend to be sick like this, we will not tolerate those guys who keep chirping.” “

Zhang Mao was furious and stretched out his hand to grab Zhu Houzhao’s lapel. But he thought that this was His Highness the Crown Prince and he couldn’t afford to offend him, so he turned his hand and strangled Fang Jifan’s neck.

Fang Jifan said: ” What are you doing? What are you doing? Uncle Shi, if you have anything to say, please tell me.

Zhang Mao almost roared: “What on earth are you doing?

“

You are so brave. If you dirty things are seen by others, let’s see what kind of uproar it will cause. Suifan, your father is not here, so you are so bold, aren’t you? You think you are irresponsible, but I have to discipline you. I can’t discipline you, tell me quickly, what is the prince hiding in his hand?

Fang Jifan gasped for breath, feeling like he was about to lose his breath. He hurriedly said: “Shibo, this… you have to ask His Highness the Crown Prince…”

That

makes sense.

Zhang Mao let go of Fang Jifan and reluctantly squeezed out. Smile: “Your Highness, this… what was you hiding in your sleeve just now? Can you show it to me?

“Why show it to you?

“

“Zhu Houzhao said unceremoniously.

Zhang Mao: “…”

This is a bit embarrassing.

Zhang Mao was silent for a long time, and then said with an apologetic smile: “Your Highness, veteran… veteran…” “Okay.” Zhu Houzhao

said

impatiently, “I’ll just show it to you. Anyway, this thing will be spread all over the world soon.”

Then, he took out the statue. Zhang Mao looked at it with his eyes straightened, and raised his forehead again: “Ouch, ouch, I’m so dizzy.”

Zhu Houzhao couldn’t help but said: “Thankfully, you are still a famous general, a timid young man, what’s the point of being dizzy? “

, This is called realism. I came here naked, and I will leave naked in the future. The human body is so beautiful. This is the body, hair and skin, a gift from God and parents. Is there anything you dare not look at?”

Zhang Mao: “…”

Zhu Houzhao said with a smile: “Flangji, others may not be better than me, but this way of carving is quite interesting. I am the one who learns from each other’s strengths to make up for the weaknesses. If you don’t like to see it, don’t Look, I’ll show it to Fang Jifan.”

Fang Jifan felt like he was dying: “How many of them have you carved?”

“Just two,” Zhu Houzhao said, “One for you.”

“Where’s mine? “Fang Jifan wanted to cry but had no tears. He hates art, and doesn’t care what kind of classicism your uncle is, or whether it’s some kind of liberation of human nature… He wants to live a good life like a decent person, and avoid being embarrassed when he goes out.

Zhu Houzhao said with a smile: “It has been carved. This is the mother copy. It was sent to the masons and asked them to carve it. In the future… it will be used to collect takeaway money. The Tatars do not know how to carve. Their carving skills are too disgusting. , I taught them what a god should look like.

Fang Jifan was about to cry: “Then…are you wearing clothes?” “

If he wears clothes, is he still a god?” “Zhu Houzhao said seriously: “I have always believed that many people have wrong ideas. Think about it. Gods are people in the sky. There are Xiantai and Qiong Tower there. They have long seen through the true nature of the world. Think about it. Look, would a god who can see the truth at a glance care about clothes? If they wear clothes, it means they still have human nature, and they can feel emotions, anger, sorrow, honor and disgrace. But gods are otherworldly, so what do they do with clothes? Jifan, if you think about it carefully, if you were a god, would you wear clothes?

Fang Jifan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: “Wear it because I want face.

“

Zhu Houzhao then took away his statue: “I tell you, you don’t understand. All in all, the statue was carved according to the script by the masons. Old Fang, let’s go. I think this statue still lacks a bit of detachment.

“

Sorry, I’ll go back and think about it, and I’ll show you tomorrow. “

With that said, he ran away in a flash.

Fang Jifan was stunned.

He was silent for a long time.

Zhang Mao, who was beside him, grabbed Fang Jifan’s clothes angrily: “Jifan, you stinky boy…”

Fang Jifan looked helpless: “Uncle Shi , Can you be reasonable? I am also a victim. Why does Shibo always look for his nephew instead of looking for His Royal Highness? Although the nephew is easy to bully, he cannot be so unreasonable.

Zhang Mao felt it made sense, shook his head and sighed: “Hey… I’m really blind. Now I have karma in my eyes. I’m afraid I will humiliate my ancestors when I come to the New Year Festival.

“

“

Fang Jifan was also speechless. He thought about it carefully. He couldn’t let Zhu Houzhao go unchecked. Otherwise, he would become famous. This is an epoch-making artistic liberation. Damn it… This work may be included in textbooks in the future…

Fang Jifan immediately became furious and ran to catch up, shouting: “Your Highness, Your Highness…wait for me, I have some artistic issues that I want to discuss. “

…

Today’s court meeting made Emperor Hongzhi very satisfied.

At least, almost no ministers raised any questions in person. Everyone more or less followed the trend and praised what His Majesty saw and heard.

This There was nothing that could be done about it.

His Majesty began to be a bit arbitrary. Not only that, Yang Yiqing’s new policy failed and he was demoted to a government official. At this time, who dared to come forward and preach easily?

Emperor Hongzhi was in a good mood. After the ministers left, he sat down and ordered Xiao. Jing took the cabinet’s draft.

He picked up a memorial from Bosi in Quanzhou City, saying that there were people from Franco who came to pay tribute

. “Emperor Hongzhi frowned, and Emperor Hongzhi couldn’t help but said: “Isn’t there already an envoy here in Franji? Why did you send someone again? “

Xiao Jing said tremblingly: “How about I go ask? “

Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand. Xiao Jing didn’t dare to neglect, so he hurried away.

After a while, he left and returned, smiling and saying: “Your Majesty, I have inquired clearly. “

But Emperor Hongzhi had thrown the memorial aside, and had long since stopped caring about this trivial matter of Francois.

… …

Go to bed, there will be four updates tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)