Zhu Yuanzhang can see my dreams

Chapter 177 177 Prince Consort, I want to make progress so much

Le Shaofeng originally wanted to refute Wang Buli's remarks, but instead he was used by him.

After all, some words spoken by him as a master are more convincing than those spoken by Wang Buli.

Not only Le Shaofeng, but also many teachers in the Imperial College were anxious.

How can the young scholar who was finally cultivated go to that bitter cold land in the north?

It can freeze to death in the winter.

They may not even be able to save their lives.

A bunch of masters are making a noise and want to stop them. Don't be fooled.

But there were so many students that they all lined up and refused to come out.

Most people feel that they can't pass the Jinshi exam, so why not listen to Wang Buli and give it a try, what if they can be crowned a knight and become a prime minister?

What if I break out!

Le Shaofeng had no idea what others said, but he wanted to pull Fang Xiaoru out, but Fang Xiaoru refused.

Since the imperial court hopes that they can go to the north to gain experience and lay the foundation for either party to govern in the future.

There is no need not to go.

Besides, so many people are going, why can’t we, Fang Xiaoru, go?

His father, Fang Keqin, was also known as a child prodigy and served as a prefect in Jining, Shandong Province. Fang Xiaoru had never been to the north.

I just said it when I was offering wine, just think that this is a test for a trainee official, and people must not just study hard.

What's more, Fang Xiaoru wants to restore the reputation of the students of the Imperial College.

He's not just for himself!

Zhu Biao looked at the messy people and recalled Wang Buli's words. He still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Maybe he really had a mother's heart.

"Brother Prince, do you know how Kublai Khan became emperor in a struggle?"

"Ok?"

Zhu Biao was very confused as to why Wang Buli suddenly asked this.

"Appreciate further details."

"He led the Han generals to slaughter all Ali Buge's men. The name of Kublai Khan was covered up in the list of soldiers who went out for the expedition, making it difficult to find the names of the Mongolians. This move is comparable to Huo Qubing's precise navigation."

Wang Buli fanned the cattail leaf and said with a smile: "I hope these people have the courage to go to Mongolia and trick a few princes and nobles back. This way, Ming Dynasty will have a living map, which is much better than getting lost."

Zhu Biao never thought that Wang Buli had the idea of ​​using the students of the Imperial College as "death chambers" or spies.

The idea that my brother-in-law came up with is really hard to think of.

Zhu Biao clenched his fists. Could it be that he was being too kind?

That's why I'm afraid that once I become more merciful, I won't be able to suppress the arrogant and powerful generals under my command.

But Zhu Biao has never worried about this kind of thing.

At least the veterans are almost old. His direct relative Lan Yu is growing up and will definitely be able to take the lead in the future.

Moreover, among the descendants of the older generation of generals, there are no outstanding second-generation generals.

Zhu Biao considered it carefully: "This matter is extremely risky."

"Does the risk of overcrowded classes increase?"

"Is it risky for Zhang Qian to go out?"

Wang Buli pointed at the people queuing up to sign up below: "They all want to make progress too much. Don't forget the attraction of fame to scholars.

I am actually looking forward to their joining the club, and I hope I can think back to them when they join the club in the future.

If it weren't for me, Wang Buli, they would still be studying in the Imperial College.

I'm not saying there's anything wrong with studying hard, but with my encouragement, they will have the opportunity to go north for experience in the future, and maybe the political world will be broader for them.

What changed their destiny was not the knowledge from the Four Books and Five Classics, but power!

What you think is completely inconsistent with His Majesty's. If he knew about this grand scene, how could he not promote them in the future?

Brother Prince, why do you have to go out and stop their progress? "

Wang Buli's words were like a thunderbolt that awakened Zhu Biao. He always felt that these people were bewitched by Wang Buli before they were willing to sign up to go to the north.

But since I didn't understand their true thoughts, I felt that they were being deceived, and I already had a preset position, thinking that Wang Buli's idea was not good.

But these students feel that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and they are really preventing them from progressing!

Will they really appreciate themselves?

Not always.

Moreover, Dad will also think that through internship, these people are no longer just idiots who only study hard, but they can handle government affairs and are willing to go to the cold and cold places in the north for experience.

Wang Buli is right, why not promote these people quickly?

And to promote officials who are easy to collect taxes and live in wealthy areas?

It makes no sense!

Zhu Biao was speechless by Wang Buli's words.

Because no teacher has ever taught him so straightforwardly, not even his father would teach him in this direction.

The main reason is that Zhu Yuanzhang himself didn't realize that he had been quietly changed by power!

When I first started my business, I still listened to people’s advice.

The adulation of so many people after becoming emperor has made him believe that he is the son of destiny, so he has become more and more like a political machine rather than a person.

Wang Buli's thunder not only hit the prince Zhu Biao, but also hit the prodigy Jie Jin who was listening with his ears propped up.

He suddenly felt that he had read so many books and what the teacher said was not all right.

Smart people inherently think more about others and react faster.

Xie Jin was looking at the students who were busy signing up, and the people behind who were anxious to come forward.

Are they really doing this for Ming Dynasty?

Do not!

Even if it is, that's not the main purpose.

The most important thing is that they want to gain power and become officials who control the destiny of others.

Jie Jin carefully observed Wang Buli again and asked softly:

"Prince-in-law, is it possible that you were also a child prodigy when you were a child?"

"It's time."

Hearing this answer, Xie Jin further confirmed that Wang Buli didn't care about the title of child prodigy at all, and he was also beating himself up.

Even though you were smart when you were a child, can you really achieve anything when you grow up?

There are many examples of hurting Zhongyong.

"Prince-in-law, I will visit you at your home."

"I'm at the Jiangning County government office during the day. Just tell me my name when I go there."

Wang Buli immediately responded, "Today's incident is a happy ending. Lao Zhu is busy with his work. He just happened to be working as a foreigner by investigating the case. Who asked him to stop paying his salary for three months."

Zhu Yuanzhang in the audience looked at the enthusiastic scene of these students signing up, and it reminded him of the time when he was recruiting soldiers, and many people were vying to join his team.

Facts have proved that Zhu Yuanzhang really did not treat these middle- and low-level soldiers who followed him to conquer the world badly, and most of those who were purged later were high-level officials.

People such as Yu Dayou, Qi Jiguang and others all inherited the hundreds of households and commanded the affairs passed down from their ancestors, so they could shine and achieve the legend of Yu Long and Qi Hu.

As long as these people go and perform a little bit, Zhu Yuanzhang plans to promote them.

It happened to be a thousand pieces of gold to buy horse bones.

The pressure in the north is great.

Zhu Yuanzhang had already made up his mind. Since Wang Buli had nothing to do after becoming the historian, he was fined another three months' salary.

Let him concurrently serve as the chief registrar (director of the political department) of the Imperial College, do a good job in ideological mobilization, strive to let more students go to the north, and give him a supplementary salary (from the seventh-grade position).

After Wang Buli asked the doctor to take Xie Jin away, the masters were still cold-blooded towards him.

"This is the idea of ​​sacrificing wine. Could it be that you are also bullies and shy of tough people. You only dare to get angry with me, a ninth-grade Dianshi, and you don't dare to get angry with Cao Guogong. Your bones are so weak. How can the students you teach have strong bones?" ?”

"you."

"I will definitely write to His Majesty."

"Lao Deng, I'm too lazy to tell you."

Wang Buli walked out under the protection of Baihu Ma Zhao.

However, Jie Jin grabbed the person who wanted to argue with Wang Buli and raised his head:

"Master, what the consort said makes sense. My classmates also want to get ahead. Although the teacher is for their own good, he cannot block their future."

"How come you, a child prodigy, were deceived by that kid?"

The Imperial College was in a mess.

It can be said that today, the entire Imperial College is in chaos.

Zhu Yuanzhang also walked out under the protection of his bodyguards. He felt more and more that Wang Buli had foresight.

If he hadn't arranged the order of the venue in advance, there might have been trouble.

The imperial court still didn't pay enough attention to such large-scale gatherings.

"Wang Buli." Li Jinglong rode on the wall and greeted loudly: "It's a pity that I didn't get the front row seat, otherwise I would have watched you spray them."

Wang Buli didn't expect that Li Jinglong would also come to join in the fun.

After Li Jinglong jumped down, he laughed loudly: "I just listened to your words and felt very uplifted!"

"You are so angry. Your grandfather is Cao Guogong. Your father is also Cao Guogong. You are still the eldest son. The person who should be angry should be your brother."

Li Jinglong immediately nodded: "You said that if I give up the title to my brother, and I go to the battlefield to make a career, and create a grand occasion of two princes, wouldn't it be wonderful?"

Wang Buli stopped and looked at him carefully, without saying anything.

If Li Jinglong dares to do this, there is no telling whether his father can get around him.

Even Lao Zhu couldn't agree.

This destroyed his eldest son inheritance system, which would cause a lot of trouble.

If there is an heir who spoils a concubine and destroys his wife, they want to get rid of the legitimate son and let the bastard take over, which is absolutely impossible.

Lao Zhu had to give Li Jinglong a big slap in the face himself to make him sober up.

"What's my idea?"

After leaving the Imperial College, Wang Buli said to him:

"Da Shachun, remember, you are different from others. Don't waste your time on things like struggle. Just eat and wait for death."

Li Jinglong:? ? ?

"Who is Dashachun?"

"That's the nickname I gave you." After getting on the horse, Wang Buli held up an oil-paper umbrella and lightly knocked on the horse's belly.

"Hey, these are not even close to each other." Li Jinglong followed him and said, "How can I, Li Jinglong, be called Dashachun?"

Ma Zhao of Baihu wanted to take the opportunity to complain about him being replaced by the young master, but when he heard Wang Buli hurt the young master in this way, he secretly laughed on the other side and did not dare to mention it again.

When Li Jinglong saw Wang Buli ignoring him, he also waved his folding fan:

"You think I'm stupid, right?

Let me tell you, I am actually very witty. Do you understand what it means to be wise and foolish? "

"I understand, I understand."

Wang Buli held an oil-paper umbrella and rode a lame horse to inspect the construction site.

Li Jinglong was able to keep up, mainly because the little black guy didn't walk fast. He was very dissatisfied with Wang Buli's perfunctory attitude.

I am obviously smart, otherwise I would have discovered the counterfeit money immediately and pretended not to know so as to lure them to continue spending money!

"By the way, have you found the troupe?"

"I have to tell you this." Li Jinglong was still thinking, but the topic was immediately changed:

"I found a theater troupe, and also sent people to look for some Three Kingdoms stories. I heard someone surnamed Luo wrote one, and I have already sent people to invite them."

"Oh?"

Wang Buli glanced down at Li Jinglong, nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Then hurry up and let them rehearse. I'm actually looking forward to it."

Ye Qinhuai's model is mainly about trying something new.

Over time, you cannot make money just by relying on Sese.

Because in Wang Buli's understanding, brothels are not only about sex, but also about men's spiritual pursuits.

For example, when the emperor of the Song Dynasty wanted to see Li Shishi, he had to go to a tea party.

Not only do you have to have money, but you also have to show your talents and go through many hurdles before you can get the opportunity to meet the oiran.

In this way, customers can feel the beautiful feeling that I am really awesome and can only win by defeating many opponents.

But in the current situation in the early Ming Dynasty, the descendants of the nobles and nobles are still relatively straightforward.

Letting them play a high-end game like tea siege is equivalent to making things difficult for me, Fat Tiger, right?

While walking around, He Huan found Wang Buli and asked him to go home first and make sure that Dr. Wang was at the medicine shop and that his father would come to thank him personally.

"Is your father okay?"

Wang Buli did not expect that He Wenhui's vitality was so tenacious and that his wounds healed so quickly.

"Much better. There is no problem in getting out of bed. The wound is healing very well. Doctor Wang has already seen it."

He Huan was very excited. After all, his father was sentenced to death and was brought back from the Palace of Hell. How could he not be happy?

"Your father is very lucky."

"Yeah yeah."

He Huan was extremely grateful to Wang Buli. If he hadn't been recruited by the world to be the prince's consort and hadn't come to visit with the prince, he would have had to keep filial piety to his father.

"My father has always said that he was very lucky. In the early years, he met His Majesty when he was about to die. This time, when he was about to die, he met His Majesty's son-in-law. He really survived the catastrophe. It will definitely be in his hands to destroy the remnants of Beiyuan in the future."

He Huan directly said his father's original words. Since God didn't let me die, there must be an important mission for me to handle.

Besides destroying Bei Yuan, what else?

What's more, he contracted the disease while patrolling the north.

The root is there, and the reason is naturally easy to find.

"You asked your father not to give you any expensive gifts. If you want to give them, just give them a plaque to show your appreciation. Otherwise, my father will not accept them."

"Okay, okay, Prince Consort, don't worry. The plaque has been prepared a long time ago. As for the rest of the gifts, they were given by my mother and not by my father." He Huan said with a smile:

"Actually, my father meant it as a life-saving gift. It would be vulgar to give anything as a gift. You must keep this kind of kindness in your heart. From now on, I, the heir of the He family, will come to your house every year to pay New Year's greetings."

"Good guy, then I have to prepare a red envelope for your nephew."

He Wenhui was Zhu Yuanzhang's adopted son, and Wang Buli was his son-in-law. They were equals.

Even though He Huan was about the same size as Wang Buli, he still bowed seriously:

"The elders give it to me and I dare not refuse it."

"Gungun." Wang Buli held an oil-paper umbrella and said, "Then I'll go home and talk to my dad first."

Li Jinglong also had a better understanding of Wang Buli's father's medical skills, and quickly accompanied Wang Buli home.

He Huan also hurried home.

"Dad, He Wenhui is coming to give you a plaque today."

Wang Buli got off his horse and walked into the door, leaning on the medicine cabinet and talking.

Dafan was writing prescriptions when he passed on to his apprentice. He quickly raised his head and looked at the master beside him.

Doctor Wang stroked his beard, stopped teaching his youngest son to identify medicinal materials, and said, "I have already told him not to do this."

After Wang Buli acknowledged his brother, he replied to his father's words: "It is normal for patients to express their desire to regain a new life. Just cooperate with him."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to live in peace again from now on."

Dr. Wang feels that opening a medical clinic is not too busy, and now he does not have to work for a living. He has asked his apprentices who have many medical skills to consult others, while he concentrates on teaching his son to learn medicine.

"More or less, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Your son and I are very likely to be recognized when we walk on the street."

Wang Buli also knew that after an incurable disease like appendicitis was cured, many people would hear about He Wenhui's case and ask about Wang Buli's father's craftsmanship.

"Uncle, what are you worried about? I heard that King Wu wants to become your disciple. This is a good thing. Someone can pass on your medical skills."

Speaking of this, Divine Doctor Wang glanced at King Wu who was reading a medical book on the side. This guy was like a dog-skin plaster, he had to come to study medicine.

A prince, why should he study medicine?

Doctor Wang couldn't understand.

However, he found that King Wu could calm down and read medical books, instead of fishing for three days and drying nets for two days.

This stimulates my children to study more seriously.

Therefore, Divine Doctor Wang did not drive away the King of Wu. Anyway, he could learn what he wanted and answer his questions by the way.

At most, he should be told not to mention his father's name when he goes out in the future, lest others find him.

Only then did Wu King Zhu Ru put down the medical book in his hand and came over to talk to Wang Buli. "We are all real relatives from now on. What's wrong with my hands?"

"I feel that I have made great progress." Zhu Ju leaned to the side and said to Wang Buli: "I sincerely want to study medicine. You should not always go to the prince brother to complain about this matter."

"I know." Wang Buli nodded and leaned on the counter: "If you had made trouble, I would have driven you away long ago. Fortunately, you are not good at retreating."

Li Jinglong didn't understand what he was doing by studying medicine for such a prince.

"Your Highness King Wu, is this your hobby?"

"Of course, I also want to treat illnesses and save people. Even if I can't save people, I'm still satisfied if I save a dog."

Zhu Ru would not tell them his ambition to live a long life.

If you say something like this, you will definitely be laughed at, and it will also be fabricated by some people to make you want to pray to immortals and worship Buddha, in order to live forever.

As a vassal king, he must not bear such a reputation.

Zhu Rui changed the subject: "I heard that you went to the Imperial College today and someone threatened to challenge you to a duel. You weren't beaten, were you?"

(End of this chapter)