The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son - Chapter 565

[565. Chapter 552: Her Royal Highness the Ordinary Princess]

Ma. Yang Biao was scolded by his mother, Ma, and said aggrievedly: “But, mother, that benefactor is not in Xishan.”

“If he is not in Xishan, why don’t you come back?” Ma Shi was even more angry: “You bitch, you are really a wolf with a heart and a dog’s lungs. Don’t even know what you are. The life of a bitch like you and me is all because of your benefactor.” Gift. Don’t think that your tail can reach the sky just because you have become some kind of bullshit new Amber. Without your benefactor, you are nothing. You took off your clothes and I won’t teach you a lesson today. I’m a mother-in-law. I don’t know when I will meet the King of Hell. If I don’t teach you now, who will teach you when I die?”

Yang Biao was upright and took off his shirt without hesitation.

Ma didn’t hesitate, picked up the stick and slapped him on the back.

Snap…

this stick penetrates the flesh.

Yang Biao groaned, it hurt, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent, leaving a mark behind him.

“Do you understand?”

“I understand!”

“What do you understand?”

Yang Biao said: “As a human being, you must remember gratitude.”

Bang!

Another stick down.

Mrs. Ma was trembling a little, but she was not polite at all: “Remember the kindness.”

“Remember the life-saving grace of the benefactor, and… the grace of reinvention!”

“Just remember it.” Ma Shi exerted all his strength and said again A stick slapped on the back.

Yang Biao’s painful forehead was dripping with cold sweat: “You remember and you still hit me?”

“You didn’t remember enough!”

He was slapped seven or eight times in a row.

Ma herself was exhausted.

Yang Biao’s back was covered with bruises.

Thanks to his young age and strong body, he survived and knelt at Ma’s feet: “Mother, are you comfortable? My son has remembered it.”

Ma sat down panting and looked at Yang Biao with a hint of sadness in his eyes. Feeling distressed, but with a sullen face: “What do you know next?”

“When my benefactor comes to Xishan, I will immediately go to thank my benefactor. How about taking one of my chickens with me?”

Ma gritted his teeth angrily: ” Who cares about your chickens? Who is your benefactor? Why don’t you need a chicken? “

Yang Biao scratched his head: “No, I met my benefactor last time in Xishan. A chicken’s eyes are shining.”

Ma

slapped Yang Biao in the face: “Bah! A dog-like thing who benefits the world and cares about the country is a god-like figure!

Are you beginning to doubt life? Is that so?

Ma said: “You go to thank your benefactor with a grateful heart. Don’t walk. Kneel all the way. Also, if you arrange for your benefactor behind your back next time, I, a mother-in-law, will just pretend that there is no such thing.” “Son, do you remember it?” “Yes,” Yang

Biao

said hurriedly, “My son has already remembered it.”

The eunuch stood aside and was so frightened that he peed.

Busy saluted Mr. Ma in awe: “Slave… no, our errand is over. Madam, farewell, farewell.”

Then he ran away.

At noon, someone said that the prince and Fang Jifan had arrived at the Zhenguo Mansion in Xishan. Yang Biao was a little hungry and wanted to eat. His wife Liu looked at Ma, who glared at him, and Yang Biao said: “I Let’s go see our benefactor first.”

He was unambiguous and knelt down after walking out of the threshold. The newly appointed new Amber, Qianhu Official of Feiqiu Camp, knelt down and walked all the way. The road here was paved with bluestone, but it was There were some uneven spots that made his knees hurt. There were still several miles away from his home to the Zhenguo Mansion. Yang Biao grimaced in pain, but he continued to walk there on his knees.

………

Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao happily sat down in the government office of Zhenguo Mansion.

This yamen hall is usually very deserted. Occasionally, Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao come, so it simply becomes a restaurant.

Anyway, Zhu Houzhao was not a man of rules, and Fang Jifan was neither.

Rules… Rules, like faces, are life for some people. But for some people, it is worthless.

Zhu Houzhao belongs to the latter.

What we ate today was good food. In addition to a bowl of large yellow croaker soup, it was a roast chicken and several plates of side dishes.

Wen Yansheng asked the two of them to sit down and said with a smile: “This chicken is famous. After cleaning it, put the whole chicken into the stove and cook it. Add some sauce, a little salt, and nothing else. This chicken Among all the cooking methods, the most difficult thing is not the ingredients, but the heat. The heat cannot be more or less, and it must be just right. “

Zhu Houzhao can give it a try.

You’re welcome, I just pinched a chicken leg.

Fang Jifan was not polite at all and pinched another chicken leg.

Wen Yansheng shook his head and had no choice but to break off a chicken wing for himself.

It’s just… Fang Jifan ate the chicken legs and suddenly felt extremely tender. Sure enough… the key to this chicken is the heat.

He stared at the last remaining chicken wing.

Zhu Houzhao ate happily and said: “Keep these chicken wings, I will bring them to my sister to eat.”

He was afraid that Fang Jifan would snatch them.

But Fang Jifan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: “Okay, okay, the royal chef in the palace is not as good as Mr. Wen. In case, Her Royal Highness the Princess will get tired of eating the royal meal, so she will take this chicken wings with her.” She will definitely like it.”

Suddenly, Zhu Houzhao trembled, put down the drumstick, squinted, and stared at Fang Jifan, as if he wanted to eat someone.

“What to do?” Fang Jifan looked confused. What’s the problem?

Zhu Houzhao, on the other hand, was smiling but still staring straight at Fang Jifan, saying word by word: “Old Fang, what do you think of my sister? Is she beautiful?”

Fang Jifan’s heart skipped a beat, Zhu Although Hou Zhao had a smile on his face, his eyes looked like he wanted to kill someone.

You are so unloyal, you will explode as soon as you hear about Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Fang Jifan’s heart was beating very fast, but his face was calm. He said calmly: “Your Highness Princess… let me think about it… No, I think Your Highness Princess is ordinary. I don’t know whether she is beautiful or not. What’s wrong, Your Highness, is there any problem?”

Zhu Houzhao looked relieved and happy, but then he felt strange again, gnawing on the chicken leg and said vaguely: “My sister is beautiful, you can’t even tell. You have bad eyesight and I don’t want to talk to you.”

He lowered his head and ignored Fang Jifan.

Outside, there was a wailing: “My benefactor…”

As he spoke, he saw a pale Yang Biao walking in on his knees and trying hard to climb over the threshold. Under his knees, there was blood dripping and it was extremely desolate.

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan were shocked.

Wen Yansheng looked puzzled.

“I have met my benefactor. I have been favored by my benefactor, so I came here to express my gratitude.” Yang Biao came to Fang Jifan’s feet and was not polite at all. He kowtowed three times.

Fang Jifan was stunned.

“…”

“My dear friend… you speak.”

“I…” Fang Jifan saw the guy’s embarrassed look, but there was sincerity on his face.

This Yang Biao… is really a… stupid guy.

It was indeed Biaozi.

After a long silence, Fang Jifan said: “Why don’t you eat chicken? There is still a wing here.”

Yang Biao was already hungry and nodded sharply: “Eat.”

Then Zhu Houzhao looked at Fang Jifan with resentment and broke off the last one himself. A chicken wing was stuffed into Yang Biao’s mouth.

Wen Yansheng said: “But the new Amber, who has just made great achievements, come and give you a chair.”

Yang Biao shook his head: “I don’t dare to sit with the prince and my benefactor. I went to the corner to eat.”

He tried to stand up .

, but found that his legs were no longer his. He was a fool and was not so polite. He walked over on his knees again, reached the corner, turned his back to Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan, ate happily, made a chirping sound, and finally shouted: “It smells so good.” “

…

Wen Yansheng had to make a new chicken and let the prince take it back to the palace.

The prince was satisfied and sneaked into Kunning Palace. Seeing that his father was not there, he was very happy. When he came, it was already evening. The roast chicken in his hand was wrapped in lotus leaves with three layers inside and three layers outside. Pegasus arrived at the Meridian Gate, and then flew back to deliver some warm food.

Queen Zhang and the clumsy Zhu Xiurong are knitting sweaters.

This kind of wool has begun to become new, and women in Beijing are learning to knit. Empress Zhang has also caught up with this trend, and specially asked a nun to go out and learn how to knit sweaters, and then came back to teach herself and Zhu Xiurong.

The two knitted very seriously.

Zhu Houzhao sneaked around behind Zhu Xiurong and was happy when he saw her clumsy look: “Your sweater is uglier than Lao Fang’s knitting. Haha, the stitches are wrong here. Also, you shouldn’t hold the needle like this. Call me brother and I’ll teach you.”

Zhu Xiurong was startled and angrily said to Queen Zhang: “Mother…”

Queen Zhang then realized that Zhu Houzhao, the mud monkey, was here and said angrily: “He is sneaking around. “Aren’t you afraid of scaring your sister?”

Zhu Houzhao said with a smile: “There is a Mr. Wen who is an excellent cook. His roast chicken is even better. I thought about it and gave it to my mother and sister to try.

” Then he handed the lotus leaf bag to Gong E and asked Gong E to deal with it.

He said sadly: “Sweaters are not knitted like this. I feel anxious just looking at you. Look at you, how clumsy and frizzy you are, I can’t stand it anymore.”

He snatched Zhu Xiurong’s needle and thread and held it. , his hands flew up, and he knitted the wool knots one by one with familiarity: “Did you see it? Did you see it? It should be knitted like this. It makes me so angry.”

Zhu Xiurong seemed to be hurt, her pretty face turned red: “I knit it myself, knit it It’s his own fault.”

Zhu Houzhao seemed to have discovered something: “Hey, there’s something weird about this sweater. Look, it’s neither my father’s size nor my palace’s size. Sister, who did you knit it for? ?”

Zhu Xiurong was about to cry.

“Stop crying, you will look ugly if you cry.” Zhu Houzhao was startled and did not dare to provoke her again. He said obediently: “I was wrong. I don’t dare to talk nonsense anymore. Sister, don’t cry all the time. No wonder that old Fang said You are an ordinary person, you don’t know what is beautiful or ugly.”

Zhu Xiurong was silent for a moment, his tearful eyes narrowed, and he looked at Zhu Houzhao: “You are talking nonsense!”

………

Chapter 1 is here, late. .

(End of chapter)