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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. There was something hidden in his sleeves, which had a large bulge. While everyone was paying attention to the meeting, he secretly opened his sleeves, revealing a sculpture.
Fang Jifan had sharp eyes and saw clearly, and then his face turned green with fright.
That wooden sculpturefuckit looks a bit Franconian humanistic style
How to put it this way, in layman¡¯s terms, this statue is a bit obscene.
??At least for this era, it is very obscene.
But on the bust of the statue, a heroic man looked forward, with his upper body exposed and bulging muscles, including biceps and abdominal muscles.
It is quite 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 be happy, it seemedthis 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, do you look good?"
"Your Highness, where does 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 true to form in front of a mirror. Do you want to take a look at my muscles again?¡±
Fang Jifan whispered: "No want"
The wording has not been finalized yet.
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, ouchI can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, my God, what kind of trick is this? Why don't you wear clothes? His Highness the Crown Prince is meeting in Fengtian Palace, and he actuallycomes out with such an obscene thing, oopsit can't be done. it doesn't work
How could an old duke 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, who was behind him.
For a moment, the two people hugged each other and rolled over together.
Emperor Hongzhi was listening to the performance of the ministers. When he heard the ouch sound here, he looked sideways and frowned: "What's the matter?"
Zhang Mao and Xu Yongning hurriedly prostrated themselves and confessed: "I will die."
Zhang Mao said again: "Your Majesty, I am not in good health and my eyes are dim. I just suddenly felt unwell."
Emperor Hongzhi¡¯s expression softened just now.
But seeing Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan standing upright, listening attentively and intoxicated, they couldn't help but blame him: "You are an old minister, how can you not be as good as a young man? The prince is so well-behaved today, let's look at Duke Qi again. Fang Jifan is also fixated!"
Zhang Mao¡¯s old face looked uncomfortable, but he still kowtowed: ¡°I will die!¡±
Emperor Hongzhi sighed: "If you feel unwell, just go and rest."
Zhu Houzhao immediately said: "Father, please help the British Duke to go out."
Fang Jifan said: "My son also knows some medical skills and may be able to diagnose the British public."
Emperor Hongzhi nodded.
The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, picked up Zhang Mao and left as if they had been granted amnesty.
Zhang Mao felt that his legs were extremely soft, as if he were stepping on sponges.
The two of them carried him out of the Fengtian Palace, and when he saw the sun, he was immediately dazzled by the sunlight 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 is violentThe 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.
There is nothing we can do about this.
His Majesty is starting to act a little arbitrarily. Not only that, Yang Yiqing's New Deal failed and he has been demoted to an official. Who dares to preach easily at this time?
Emperor Hongzhi was in a good mood. After waiting for the ministers to leave, he sat down and ordered Xiao Jing to get the cabinet draft.
He picked up a book at random, but it was a memorial from Bosi in Quanzhou City, saying that there were people from Franji who came to pay tribute.
"It's Franji again." Emperor Hongzhi frowned, and Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help but said: "Isn't there already an envoy here from Franji? Why send someone here again?"
Xiao Jingzhan said tremblingly: "How about I go and ask?"
Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand, and Xiao Jing hurried away as he dared not neglect.
After a while, he left and came back, 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.
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