Liu Jian was carried by Zhu Houzhao, and there was nothing on his body that was wet.

At this time, the weather had not started to get hot. Even in summer, Liu Jian couldn't stand it. Besides, Zhu Houzhao walked vigorously and staggered several times. Liu Jian was slammed on Zhu Houzhao's back. Before the man was tortured to death by the rain, he was already half scared to death.

The premiere has always been pampered and elegant, especially when she is older, she has a more dignity and majesty. But now... Liu Jian shouted on Zhu Houzhao's back: "Let me come down, let me come down, I can leave myself."

But Zhu Houzhao couldn't hear it. The rain was too heavy, and lightning was thunder and lightning.

He lowered his head and ran wildly, and the vision in front of him could no longer see clearly.

After rushing for a long time, there was a city wall in front of me...

Zhu Houzhao murmured in a low voice, "Oh, I've taken the wrong path, so she turned around and looked around at a loss. The rain was too heavy, like a headless fly."

Zhu Houzhao said: "Master Liu, don't be anxious..."

Liu Jian is already quiet.

People are like this, and gradually, they accept reality, worry, worry, and no longer worry.

His head was pressed against Zhu Houzhao's back.

Looking at the prince who was panting like a cow, looking for a way around.

In my heart...sighed.

This prince grew up by watching him.

Sometimes, it's really hard to explain.

Is he a demon king or a conscientious guy?

After such a bumpy ride, Liu Jian's bones almost dispersed.

I was just sighing in my heart.

But deep down, there is no trace of warmth. In any case, this also represents the feelings of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Although I have no blessing in my life to save this.

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Emperor Hongzhi stood behind the floor-to-ceiling window, frowned with his hands behind his back.

He also stayed in Fengtian Palace.

Even though there was a strong wind and heavy rain outside,... countless flying sand slapped on the floor-to-ceiling glass, it was still warm here, and this huge temple isolated the outside world.

Emperor Hongzhi looked up and the water curtain made him unable to see the bell tower.

But the bell still rings from the bell tower.

The bell rang six times, and it was noon.

Xiao Jing was outside and sent the last minister away.

Then he turned around and saluted Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi held his hands behind his back and still looked into the distance, but said lightly: "The prince and Jifan, it's okay."

Xiao Jing bowed and said, "Your Majesty, Your Highness the Crown Prince and Commander Fang have all left. They are young and can't help but come."

Emperor Hongzhi said, "Why did it rain so hard suddenly? This rain is really terrifying. I wanted to keep them, so I stayed in the palace for a few days, but I thought that the ministers had left, but my son and son-in-law were left here. I cannot provide shelter to the family of all the ministers. Then, the prince and my son-in-law should set an example, and start with them."

Xiao Jing said: "Your Majesty is wise. Slave..."

"What, just say something." Emperor Hongzhi looked back and glanced at Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I just saw His Highness carrying Liu Gong."

"Is that?" A hint of surprise flashed through Emperor Hongzhi's eyes: "This kid is more sensible, at least he knows how to be polite to his elders. He is the crown prince, so he should be like this."

Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyebrows slightly.

Seeing that His Majesty was happy, Xiao Jing wanted to continue to reveal the truth about his partner, but at this moment, he also laughed. As long as His Majesty was happy, why did he have to know the whole truth?

...

Liu Jian is sick.

So much so that after hearing the news, Xishan Medical College had to brave the heavy rain to rush to Liu's mansion.

Su Yue came in person, and brought three or four doctors. Seeing Liu Gongyan lying on the couch with a breath of air, he touched his forehead and burned horrificly. Su Yue took off Liu Jian's clothes, pressed his ears against his heart, and began to observe his heartbeat.

This is what Professor Fang Jifan said. Listening to the heartbeat directly is more accurate than taking the pulse. Unfortunately, there is no stethoscope in this era, so Su Yue's method is more direct.

After a while of busyness, Su Yue made an accurate judgment: "It must be that Liu Gong was infected with the cold, which caused high fever."

Liu Jian lay on the couch, stammering and unable to speak.

Liu Jian's son Liu Jie, who was standing beside him, was worried, but he was a little dissatisfied with Su Yue, the junior brother: "Of course, he was infected with the cold. He wandered around the palace for more than an hour without any restraint. His whole body was already wet. When he entered the sedan chair, his father's forehead began to burn and he was dizzy."

Su Yue was surprised and yelled, but did not continue to talk: "Come on, prepare to reduce the fever, and prepare medicine!"

Liu Jie was anxious and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

While starting to dissipate heat for Liu Jian, Su Yue frowned: "Why is Liu Gong so rash? It's so rainy outside, and it's still raining outside. Liu Gong is old and needs to watch it. You must not make any mistakes. He is weak, which is not a joke. When he goes out, he not only needs a carriage, horse, sedan chair, and shelter to shelter the wind and rain. The most important thing is not to get into the rain."

Liu Jie wanted to say something, but he was about to speak, but stopped again and said oh.

"It's really heavy. I heard that many houses in Beijing collapsed and suffered heavy losses. When we came here, the outer city was in a mess, and many roofs were overturned... The water was too deep, and the carriage could not pass at all, and it was almost on the waist..."

Su Yue quickly prepared medicine and complained: "Now, the people are in trouble. Senior brother, Uncle Liu Wenshan, has asked us to prepare. When the rain is lighter, we will quickly clean up in Beijing. After the heavy rain, there are too many puddles that can easily cause epidemics... I heard that many people died in the outer city, even in the inner city, there are also many mansions that have been destroyed by the storm."

Liu Jie frowned. He was worried about his father and the people in the capital.

In fact, the Liu Mansion was not much better. A house in the back garden even blew away the tiles. A big tree was uprooted and a wing room was directly smashed.

Moreover, the water accumulation was very serious. After the rainwater soaked, several houses either leaked or showed signs of rotting wooden pillars. As for the corridors and railings in the mansion, they all fell from place to place.

This is still the Liu Mansion. After all, the Liu Mansion is the home of the chief minister of the cabinet, and it is hard for others to imagine.

"But I don't know how my master is." Liu Jie frowned: "He will go back to the west."

"I'm back." Su Yue said: "When I go back, I curse and say that the Crown Prince...he..."

Su Yue shook her head, did not continue talking, and continued to lower her head to take the medicine.

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Fang Jifan was sitting under the eaves in Fang's house, watching the heavy rain, which was very horrible. Behind him was a group of noisy children. There was no way, and the courtyard could not move, so he could only be locked indoors, but he was afraid that the children would run around, so he had to gather together and string them into a string. With such a heavy rain, if any child ran out of the house, it would not be a joke.

Fang Jifan is now Cheng Yaojin and Qin Shubao, who are the door gods here.

Holding a whip in his hand, anyone who dares to step out of the threshold would whip and beat him to death.

The children poked a head out from behind the door, and Fang Zhengqing said, "Dad, I'm hungry."

The other children said, "Dad, I'm hungry, too."

"Dad, I've peed."

"father……"

Children all have the mentality of following the herd.

Fang Jifan left his arrogant look on their backs and ignored them.

So the children shouted again.

The nannies comforted the children they each brought.

Fang Jifan suddenly shouted, "It's so heavy rain. I'll tell you stories about such heavy rain. Go back and sit down. If anyone doesn't sit down, I won't tell you any more."

All of a sudden, all the heads that appeared behind the door disappeared completely.

When Fang Jifan entered the door with a whip in his hand, every child sat obediently on the small stool.

It sits very standard, textbook-like.

Fang Jifan then paced among the children and said, "What we want to tell is the story of Xu Jing, the story is called "Xu Jing's World". Now... applaud."

The children applauded and opened their eyes in confusion. Who is Xu Jing? What is the world?

Fang Jifan was too lazy to explain so much. Sometimes, only by keeping a little curiosity can the story be mysterious.

"In the past, there was a guy named Xu Jing. He was not a good person. Such a person had no future. He lived his life in a mess. But just when this poor man lived his miserable life, he appeared alone. This person was a talented person who was born in the world and was extremely talented. At a young age, he was not only handsome and elegant, but also handsome. The most important thing is that he has noble personality and a decent person. There are many shameless, vulgar and despicable people in this world, but no matter how mud is, he is out of the mud, he is not stained..."

The children were amazed, and Zhu Zaimo said, "This person is so amazing, who is he..."

"Who is it, who is it..." Xu Pengju also shouted loudly.

Fang Jifan raised his chin slightly: "This man is far away from the sky and close to him. Given that he is a modest person, it is not convenient for him to say his name now."

The children suddenly became interested, and someone said, "Is it Ma Ma Liu?"

"No, it's Madam Lu."

"It's Aunt Zhou."

Damn...a group of mentally retarded.

Fang Jifan felt that his prompt was obvious enough, but these guys were still mentally retarded, which made him very worried. The flowers of the Ming Dynasty had a worrying IQ.

Fang Jifan coughed: "You will understand in the future. The protagonist of our story now is Xu Jing. Don't interrupt me, don't make me angry, otherwise I will hit someone."

So the children were silent.

Fang Jifan began to tell the story.

How did Xu Jing get infected by this master, how did he join the sect, and how did he gradually become a decent person under his earnest teachings? The real story began with sailing out to sea and traveling around the world.

The children listened very carefully, and everyone frowned and lowered their heads.

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Chapter completed!