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

Even if he had to come, he was like a stake, squeezing his eyebrows with Zhu Houzhao on the side.

Zhu Houzhao seemed to be very happy, he didn't know what was hidden in his sleeve, he bulged a large piece, and when everyone's attention was on the court, he secretly uncovered some of his sleeves, revealing a sculpture.

Fang Jifan's eyes were sharp, and he saw it sincerely, and then, his face turned green with fright.

The wooden sculpture ...... Groove ...... It's a bit of Franco-humanism......

How to say it, in layman's terms, this statue is a little bit ...... Indecent.

At least for this era, it's very lewd.

But I saw that on the bust statue, a heroic man looked ahead, his upper body was bare, his muscles were bulging, what biceps, what abs, all there.

It's like Michelangelo's "David", this idea is very avant-garde.

I didn't expect ...... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...... There is such a bad taste.

Fang Jifan shuddered.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but be happy, it seemed that he ...... This is his proud work.

Seeing Fang Jifan lowering his head and pretending not to see anything, Zhu Houzhao, who was standing beside Fang Jifan, moved his footsteps slightly, closer to Fang Jifan, and said in a low voice: "Old Fang, is it good-looking?" ”

"Your Highness, this ...... Where does this come from? Fang Jifan whispered.

Zhu Houzhao's mouth didn't move, but he made a silent voice: "The palace carved it itself, and learned it from a few Francophiles, I look at their sculpture portraits, it's quite interesting, haha...... You see, this body of flesh, isn't it very powerful, this palace is not exaggerated, this is in the mirror, faithfully carved out, do you want to look at the muscles of this palace? ”

Fang Jifan said in a low voice: "No...... To ......"

The word has not yet been settled.

But seeing Zhu Houzhao lift his long sleeves again, the sculpture was exposed again, this time, what was revealed was the sculpture's thighs, the muscles of the legs, strong and powerful, like the roots of an old tree, especially the indescribable parts below the belt, only a huge banana leaf was carved to cover it.

Standing behind the Duke of Qi was the British Duke Zhang Mao, the British Duke Zhang Mao listened to the two whispering something, he was thinking about the matter of worshipping his ancestors, he couldn't help but be curious, his eyes looked straight over, and suddenly ...... Seeing the bust, all of a sudden, Zhang Mao's head seemed to explode, and he was dizzy.

Oops, oops...... The old man can't do it, it's not good, God, what kind of name is this, why don't you wear clothes, ah, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is meeting in the Fengtian Palace, and he actually ...... To take out such a nasty thing, oops...... No, it doesn't work...... No, it doesn't work......

How could an old man who mainly sacrificed bear this thing, Zhang Mao was suddenly dizzy, his body shook, and he fell straight down.

This planting happened to hit Xu Yongning, the Duke of Dingguo behind him.

All of a sudden, two people hugged and flipped together.

Emperor Hongzhi was listening to the progress of the ministers, and when he heard the sound of ouching here, he was busy looking sideways and frowning: "What's the matter?" ”

Zhang Mao and Xu Yongning were busy bowing down, and they were busy admitting their crimes: "Ten thousand deaths." ”

Zhang Mao said again: "Your Majesty, the minister's health is not good, his old eyes are dizzy, and he is ...... Sudden discomfort. ”

Emperor Hongzhi's face softened a little.

But when he saw Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan standing straight, they looked like they were listening attentively and being intoxicated, so they couldn't help but blame: "Qing is an old minister, how can he not be as good as a young man?" The prince is still so well-behaved today, and when he looks at the succession of the Duke of Qi, he can't take his eyes off it! ”

Zhang Mao's old face was uncomfortable, but he still kowtowed: "Ten thousand deaths!" ”

Emperor Hongzhi sighed: "If you are unwell, go and rest." ”

Zhu Houzhao immediately said: "Father, the son and the minister helped the British Duke out." ”

Fang Jifan said: "Erchen also knows a little about some medical skills, or he can diagnose the British public." ”

Emperor Hongji's jaw.

The two of them were like being amnesty, one left and one right, and they set up Zhang Mao and left.

Zhang Mao felt that his legs were very weak, as if he was stepping on a sponge.

was carried out of the Fengtian Temple by the two of them, and when he saw the sun, the sunlight suddenly dazzled him, and he was even more dizzy.

Zhu Houzhao said with a smile: "British duke, you are old, but you have to be careful about your step, haha, you are still powerful, so pretending to be sick, we can't stop chattering from those guys." ”

Zhang Mao was furious, stretched out his hand, and wanted to grab Zhu Houzhao's clothes, but when he thought about it, this was His Royal Highness the Prince, and he couldn't afford to provoke him, so he turned his hand over and strangled Fang Jifan's neck.

Fang Jifan said: "What are you doing, what are you going to do, Shibo, you have something to say." ”

Zhang Mao almost roared: "What the hell are you doing?" What a bold man, if you nasty things are seen, and see what kind of uproar it will cause, Jifan, your father is not here, you are bold, don't you think you don't care about the heavens and the earth, but the old man has to discipline and discipline you, say quickly, what is hidden in the prince's hands? ”

Fang Jifan gasped heavily, feeling that he was about to turn his back on his breath, and hurriedly said, "Shibo, this is ...... You have to ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince......"

Reasonable.

Zhang Mao let go of Fang Jifan and barely squeezed out a smile: "His Royal Highness the Prince, this ...... What are you hiding in your sleeve? Can you show the minister? ”

"Why did you show it?" Zhu Houzhao said politely.

Zhang Mao: "......"

It's a bit embarrassing.

Zhang Mao was silent for a long time, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, old minister...... Old minister......"

"Okay." Zhu Houzhao said impatiently: "I'll show you, anyway, this thing will soon spread to the world." ”

As he spoke, he took out the statue, Zhang Mao's eyes straightened, and he held his forehead again: "Ouch, ouch, I'm dizzy." ”

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but say: "After you are still a famous general, the gallant mouse, what is the faintness of this, this is called realism, this palace comes naked, and in the future, you will also go naked, the human body, how wonderful, this is the body hair and skin, God and parents, what is there not to see?" ”

Zhang Mao: "......"

Zhu Houzhao smiled and said: "Franco, others may not be better than me, but this carving way, but it is quite interesting, this palace is to learn from each other's strengths, you don't like to see, don't look at it, this palace is for Fang Jifan to see." ”

Fang Jifan had a feeling of wanting to die: "Your Highness...... How many are carved? ”

"Just two." Zhu Houzhao said: "You are one, I am one." ”

"Mine?" Fang Jifan wanted to cry without tears. He hates art, and he doesn't care what kind of classicism your uncle is, and whether it's the liberation of human nature...... He wants to live like a decent person, live well, and save yourself from being embarrassed.

Zhu Houzhao smiled and said: "It has been carved, this is the mother book, and it was sent to the stonemasons, let them carve, and ...... in the future." Take it to the customs and sell the silver, the Tatars do not know how to carve, their carving skills, the face is too hateful, the palace teaches them what is what the gods should be.

Fang Jifan was about to cry: "That...... Dressed? ”

"When you're dressed, is that still a god?" Zhu Houzhao said very seriously: "This palace has always believed that many people have the wrong concept, think about it, God is a person in the sky, there, there are Sendai and Qionglou, they have long seen through the true appearance of the world, think about it, a god who can see the true appearance at a glance, will he care about clothes?" If they wear clothes, it means that they still have human nature, and only then do they have joys, sorrows, sorrows, and honors and disgraces, but the gods are extraordinary, what do they do with their clothes? If you are a god, do you wear clothes? ”

Fang Jifan's chick pecked the rice and nodded: "Wear it, because the minister wants face." ”

Zhu Houzhao took his statue away: "Tell you, you don't understand, all in all, the statue has been carved by the stonemasons according to the script, Lao Fang, go, I think this statue still lacks a sense of detachment, I will go back to ponder and ponder, catch up with Ming'er, this palace will show you." ”

As he spoke, he ran away in a puff of smoke.

Fang Jifan was dumbfounded.

There was silence for a long time.

Zhang Mao on the side grabbed Fang Jifan's shirt angrily: "Jifan, you stinky boy ......"

Fang Jifan looked helpless: "Uncle Shi, is it okay to be reasonable, I am also a victim, Uncle Shi doesn't go to His Royal Highness the Prince, why do you always look for your little nephew, although your little nephew is easy to deceive, you can't be so unreasonable." ”

Zhang Mao felt that it made sense, shook his head, and sighed: "Hey...... I really blinded the old man's eyes, and now he has karma in his eyes, and he is afraid that he will insult his ancestors and ancestors in the coming year. ”

Fang Jifan was also speechless, he pondered carefully, this matter, he can't let Zhu Houzhao go, otherwise, he will be famous, this is an epoch-making artistic liberation, it...... In the future, this work may be used in textbooks......

Fang Jifan immediately became furious, ran all the way to catch up, and shouted: "His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the Prince...... Wait a minute, I have some artistic issues that I want to discuss. ”

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Today's court meeting made Emperor Hongzhi very satisfied.

At least, there were almost no ministers who questioned it in person, and everyone seemed to be more or less touting what His Majesty had seen and heard.

There's no way around it.

His Majesty began to be a little arbitrary, not only that, Yang Yiqing's new policy failed, and he has been degraded as an official, who dares to preach at this time.

Emperor Hongzhi was in a good mood, and waited for the ministers to say goodbye before sitting down, and ordered Xiao Jing to take the vote of the cabinet.

He picked up a copy casually, but it was from the Bo Division of Quanzhou City, saying that there was a Francophone who came to pay tribute.

"It's the Francos again." Emperor Hongzhi frowned, and Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help but say: "This Franco, isn't there already an envoy here?" Why did you send someone again? ”

Xiao Jing trembled and said, "Why don't you go and ask?" ”

Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand, where did Xiao Jing dare to slack off, and hurriedly went.

After a while, he went and returned, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the slave maid has inquired clearly." ”

But Emperor Hongzhi has thrown the song aside, and he has long taken this matter of Franco to heart.

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Sleep, tomorrow's four watches.