My Brother-in-law is the Prince

  Chapter 115 Thunderbolt from the Blue Sky

  Deng Jian's face was a little swollen, with big dark circles under his eyes, and he looked overly indulgent... No, no, he couldn't be overly indulgent.

  Maybe lack of sleep.

  Zhang Anshi said with a smile: "In a short while, you will go to sea, and I am also concerned about this, Eunuch Deng, we are a family..."

  Deng Jian nodded with difficulty, his expression a little dull.

Zhang Anshi immediately took out a stack of papers from his arms like a magic trick, and said: "I have something good for you, look at this... These are some overseas materials, and this... This is a sea chart. There are some hydrological conditions...Here...This is a map of the world. This map is amazing. Do you know it? Let's start from Quanzhou, go all the way, walk around, and come back...And this...This is the monsoon and ocean currents Do you understand the monsoon and the ocean current? Once you have mastered these, you will be able to get twice the result with half the effort on the vast ocean. At that time...you follow my map and go down the ocean current and monsoon. Besides... there are some things that I have to explain to you. "

  Deng Jian looked at Zhang Anshi. At this time, even a fool would understand that this was not planned for a long time. He, Deng Jian, was really the number one fool in the world.

   But Zhang Anshi couldn't bear to see him looking like he was dying, so he said, "Let me ask you, what are we going to the West for?"

   "Naturally, it is ordered to patrol the Western Ocean and appease the Western countries." Deng Jian said weakly.

   Zhang Anshi became serious at this time, saying: "Wrong."

   "What?" Deng Jian frowned slightly in surprise.

  Zhang Anshi lowered his voice and said, "We went to the West to make money."

  Deng Jian: "..."

   "Do you understand money?"

  Deng Jian nodded with the little chicken pecking at the rice: "I understand, I understand a little bit."

  Zhang Anshi said: "I have a kit, you take it, and when you open it, you will know that there is a secret recipe for making money. Let me tell you the truth, it was secretly instructed by my brother-in-law..."

   Zhang Anshi looked mysteriously, looking around.

  Deng Jian was taken aback: "His Royal Highness's secret edict?"

  Zhang Anshi said: "It's good that you know, you can't tell others."

  Deng Jian asked suspiciously: "Why didn't His Highness explain to the servants?"

  Zhang Anshi sneered and said: "Can these words be said indiscriminately? My brother-in-law is the crown prince, he is the heir apparent, and he must never talk about money."

  After hearing this, Deng Jian felt that it was reasonable, so he nodded and said, "That's right, all right, I understand."

   "Brother-in-law said, if things can't be done, don't come back."

   These words were obviously very lethal, and Deng Jian shuddered.

  Zhang Anshi said: "One more thing, one of the thirty boats, I will have a boat full of gunpowder, you have to be careful, you must strictly guard against open flames, you know?"

  A whole boat…

  Deng Jian trembled all over this time.

  The carrying capacity of sea ships in this era is amazing.

  What is the concept of this ship...

  Zhang Anshi said again: "Qiu Song is already training gunners, don't worry, you don't have to worry about it."

  Deng Jian looked straight at him and said, "Listen here... This is not going to sea, it seems to be a robbery?"

Zhang Anshi's complexion suddenly changed, and he said sharply, "Nonsense, I am dignified and stately, and I am a state of etiquette. Is this robbery called robbery? Besides, I didn't ask you to rob... Mainly it is trade. We are different. We can't do it or teach As for the punishment, if I find out that you have really become a robber outside, I will scold you."

  Deng Jian: "..."

   There are a lot of preparations for the voyage.

   Need to buy a lot of supplies, but also need to recruit a lot of crew and sailors.

   These things are easier to handle now.

  Because the prices of silk and grain in Jiangnan have dropped a lot.

  As for porcelain, the price has also dropped by several percent.

  The reason is that it has a lot to do with stereotyped pen talks. The gentry from all over the place are crazy about introversion. Everyone took out their savings, and their eyes were red.

  Nowadays, many people have run out of silver, but for the gentry, the loss of silver is not a big deal. After all, they control the land, and they only need to sell some special products and grains, and they can naturally exchange for silver.

   But even so, Zhang Anshi still spent more than 70,000 taels of silver to purchase a large amount of supplies. Thirty ships were almost fully loaded.

  As for the crew, they hired people from southern and western Zhejiang, as well as mountain people from Fujian. For no other reason, these people were the most ruthless.

  If it is said that Jiangxi people have brought introversion to the extreme when they read books.

  Then these mountain people have pushed their bravery to the extreme.

Because of the large population, the land in the mountainous area is very small. Under such a situation of scarcity of resources, the mountain people often use the clan as a unit to fight with weapons for hundreds of years, and the scale of the fight is very large, whether it is When the times are still peaceful, the fighting with weapons has never stopped.

  The perennial fighting with weapons has cultivated the characters of the men here to be aggressive and good at fighting. Because those who don’t report to the group and are not good at fighting are basically extinct in that kind of place.

   Such people are precisely the most suitable for going to sea. On the one hand, it is too painful to be rolled up in the mountains. It is not unacceptable for them to go to sea to find a way to make a living.

   On the other hand, these people are ruthless enough to deal with the risks at sea.

   Zhang Anshi played up.

   Zhu Di read the memorial and found it strange that he was playing chess with Xu Huizu at this time. After reading the memorial, he continued to play chess without saying a word.

   "Your Majesty seems to be depressed." Xu Huizu looked up at Zhu Di with concern.

  Zhu Di sighed: "It's not that I'm depressed, but I'm just thinking, why Zhang Anshi doesn't transfer the normal soldiers of the guard, but he really wants to recruit mountain people in western Zhejiang, southern Zhejiang, and Fujian to go to sea."

  Xu Huizu was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "The little people in the mountains, can you deal with the situation in the sea?"

   "Yeah." Zhu Di said suspiciously: "That's why I find it strange that this guy... I don't know what plan it is."

  Xu Huizu said: "I heard that he earned a lot of money for His Majesty."

Zhu Di immediately turned his face: "What is this talking about? This is selling books and imparting knowledge and learning. How can you use gold and silver to measure it? This is like... the king of Zhongshan taught me the art of war at the beginning. the way?"

  Xu Huizu's face twitched, and if he had something to say, speak up, what do you think my father is doing?

  Zhu Di then smiled and said: "Of course, after all, I earned a little money. Why, what advice do you have?"

  Xu Huizu said: "He is not too young."

  Zhu Di sighed: "Yes, I am hesitating now."

   "What is His Majesty hesitating about?"

Zhu Di said with a look of embarrassment: "That guy Qiu Fu came to beg again, saying that Zhang Anshi didn't want to marry his daughter, so he didn't think about food and tea. He just felt that life was meaningless. I saw that he lost a lot of weight, and his heart ached. he."

  Xu Huizu: "..."

  Zhu Di looked at him seemingly casually and said, "What do you think about this?"

  Xu Huizu raised his head: "Your Majesty, there is a first-come-first-served basis for everything. Even if it is buying livestock, you can't just sell whoever bids the most. People must be faithful."

A trace of complacency flashed across Zhu Di's eyes, but he rubbed his temples, and said in a tangled manner: "It's too difficult for me! Hey, let's think about it long-term. It's better to think about it long-term. Besides, I can't sell Zhang Anshi like an animal. After all, he is my relative, and I can also be called a bosom friend, I treat him like a treasure, and I love him dearly."

  Xu Huizu's face twitched again, and he almost wanted to throw the chess piece in his hand directly at Zhu Di's face, and curse your mother with pride.

   And outside this temple.

  A small head poked its head out, and quickly shrank back.

   Then, the owner of this little head ran away to Queen Xu's bedroom.

   "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, something happened, something happened."

  Queen Xu's health has improved a lot recently, and she is drinking tea leisurely in the bedroom at this time, and she knew it was Yi Wangzhu just by hearing the voice.

  She frowned slightly, and complained: "What's the matter, you are rash."

  Yiwang Zhu shook his head and said: "Sister-in-law, Brother Huang is going to be Mrs. Wang."

  Ms. Xu was confused and frowned, "What is Mrs. Wang? What nonsense are you talking about? His Majesty will find out later and punish you again."

Yi Wangzhu was a little scared, but he straightened his chest hard and said: "I just heard with my own ears that His Majesty told Wei Guogong that he regarded Zhang Anshi as a treasure, and he was not willing to let him marry a girl from the Xu family. Baoyu, Ms. Xu is Sister Lin. Isn’t this evil person and good-for-nothing Mrs. Wang? I never thought, Brother Huang... Brother Huang can have such bad intentions, I don’t allow him to do this.”

  Empress Xu: "..."

  Empress Xu took a deep breath, pondered for a moment and said: "You go to inquire again."

   "Okay." Yi Wang Zhu Xing rushed, and ran away again.

  Empress Xu sat sideways, thoughtful, weighing something in her heart.

  Xu Jingyi is her own niece, and in her current state, it is only Zhang Anshi who will not marry.

  As far as she knows, His Majesty has always been very satisfied with this marriage, but she doesn't know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd this time.

   It's a pity that it won't take long.

  In the distance, I heard Yiwang Zhu's wailing, and Zhu Di's roar: "I saw you a long time ago, you bastard, were you a thief in your previous life? Get out!"

  ...

   Guozijian Jijiu Hu Yan went to the Imperial Academy on business, mainly to borrow books from the National History Museum.

   Today is different than ever.

  In the past, when the Hanlin people heard that Mr. Hu was coming, they all enthusiastically approached him and asked about his health.

  Hu Yan has a great reputation and excellent knowledge. He is a model for the Imperial Academy.

  But today, the Hanlins of the National History Museum looked lazy and perfunctory.

  Holding his temper, Hu Yan finally selected the dozen or so books he wanted to find, so he hugged the books and left silently.

  Behind, someone whispered: "Mr. Hu today..."

   "What Mr. Hu, he is clearly an opportunist. I am afraid that he wants to cling to the East Palace for the sake of joining the cabinet. If not, how can Zhang Anshi, that little thief, boast so much?"

   "Zhang Anshi is not human..." As soon as this was mentioned, some people felt a pang in their hearts.

   "I don't think Mr. Hu is such a person, is there... some misunderstanding."

   "Misunderstanding? This well-known thing in the world, can it be a misunderstanding? It's really ridiculous that a Qingliu, the first-class Qingliu in the world, would do such a thing."

   "Perhaps...maybe it's just a mistake."

   "If you're wrong, it won't be much better! Hmph, it's either a traitor or a fool. What's the difference between a fool and a traitor?"

  Occasionally... Hu Yan can always hear these discussions from some whispers. He is used to it, so he can only smile wryly.

  He also heard that Xia Yuanji did not allow anyone to mention his name Hu Yan in the household department, so Xia Yuanji was narrow-minded and had already treated Hu Yan as a traitor.

   "Old man..." The nameless karmic fire that was suddenly born was extinguished again.

  What else could he do? Explain to someone? Can't explain.

   Crying, making trouble, and hanging himself? He thought he couldn't do it himself.

  I can only bear it silently, pretending not to hear or see.

  He was holding the book, and his body was slightly bent at this time.

  Besides, someone suddenly said: "Hu Gong, let me help you."

  Hu Yan looked at that person, but it was a young Hanlin, he recognized this person, it was Yang Shiqi.

  Yang Shiqi snatched Hu Yan's book, held it in his hand, and said: "Mr. Hu should bring a civil servant."

  Hu Yan smiled wryly and said, "I just don't want to bother others."

  The two of them didn’t actually have much friendship, so they walked one after the other, each with their own thoughts.

  Especially Yang Shiqi, he looked a little haggard, holding the book, his thoughts began to drift to the sky again.

   But he didn't know if there was a rock on the ground, Yang Shiqi was caught off guard and staggered suddenly.

  The whole person fell to the ground along with the book.

Hu Yan took a look, first supported Yang Shiqi, and then bent down to pick up the book, and said: "Yang Shi said, young people should cherish their bodies, the old man sees your complexion is not good, life is alive, what is there to overcome What about your son? In this world, there is nothing more important than your own body."

Yang Shiqi looked ashamed, and picked up the books. Seeing Hu Yan's earnest expression, he couldn't help it, and said: "There is one thing that I have been thinking about for more than a month, and the more I think about it, the more I don't understand it. , the more I think about it, the more confused I become."

  After hearing this, Hu Yan showed an air of being a good teacher.

   No, he was originally the greatest teacher in the world.

  Hu Yan said, "It's okay for you to say it."

  Yang Shiqi felt somewhat puzzled: "This... it's not convenient to speak here."

  Hu Yan smiled and said: "You and I are not people who attract attention, what can hinder us?"

   As he spoke, he smiled wryly. You must know that not long ago, even Ge Lao respectfully called him Mr. Hu.

  Yang Shiqi thought for a while, and then said: "Mr. Hu's knowledge is the most profound. I want to ask for advice. From the teachings of this sage, how should scholars acquire knowledge?"

"It's easy." Hu Yan gave Yang Shiqi a strange look. He felt that Yang Shiqi shouldn't ask such an ordinary question, but said patiently: ""Book of Rites·University" has a saying: "Extending knowledge is in investigating things, and knowing things after investigating things." to. ", as the so-called extension of knowledge lies in the investigation of things, if you want to know what you want to know, you will find the truth in the matter."

Then Hu Yan said again: "Zheng Xuanyan of the Eastern Han Dynasty: The so-called extension of knowledge means that things happen, and they follow people's habits and preferences. However, in the Song Dynasty, the great Confucian Sima Guang regarded this knowledge as 'resisting foreign things. Therefore, it is better to say that it is the meaning of virtue. Naturally, the old man is the same as the sage Zhu Xi. He thinks that this statement should be a thorough investigation of the truth of things, resulting in the ultimate intellect. .”

  Hu Yan said with a smile: "After all, the sage Zhu Xi is better. What Zheng Xuan said was quite influenced by the metaphysics of the Eastern Han and Wei Jin Dynasties. Sima Guang's theory of virtue and conduct is too general, and I'm afraid it's not enough to believe it."

  Yang Shiqi bowed his head, but still looked worried.

  Hu Yan asked strangely: "Why, the old man's answer is not satisfactory?"

   "No, no, no." Yang Shiqi smiled wryly: "The lower official heard something from one person, so he has become more and more confused recently."

   "Tell me and listen."

   "Mind is reason, knowledge and action are one!"

   "Haha... Interesting, interesting." Hu Yan smiled: "Who said this?"

  Yang Shiqi pursed his lips and remained silent. He didn't dare to speak of Zhang Anshi for fear of being laughed at.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Hu Yan said: "You are insane, sometimes you read like this, and this old man does it occasionally, it's just a lot of words, which seem mysterious and mysterious at first, but in fact, they are nothing more than that. "

  Yang Shiqi bowed sincerely: "Thank you Hu Gong for your explanation."

   "The old man is gone, you don't have to help the old man carry the books anymore, the old man is not old enough to even move the books."

"Yes."

  Hu Yan shook his head, looking at Yang Shiqi, he suddenly found that this person is quite interesting, but... he is too stupid.

  At the moment, I moved the book back to the Imperial College, and just sat down in the public room, the scribe brought a teacup.

  The tea was steaming hot, but Hu Yan only held it in his hand, wanting to cool it down slowly.

  But suddenly... A thought flashed through his mind in a flash.

  Mind is reason...

  Union of knowledge and action...

  The words I ignored just now rushed into my heart suddenly, like a bolt of lightning, five thunders struck the top!

Snapped…

  But when he trembled, the scalding hot tea suddenly spilled out, and Hu Yan slammed down the teacup.

  The teacup suddenly fell to pieces.

   The splashed porcelain even splashed onto his face, so that a cut was made on his face, and blood beads came out in an instant.

  Seeing this, the scribe turned pale with fright, and hurried forward to help Hu Yan wipe it.

  Hu Yan didn't care about the pain, just stared blankly at the teacup on the ground, and suddenly roared: "Go away, go away!"

  The scribe hurriedly said: "Students will die."

   "Get out, get out now."

   "Hu Gong, don't worry about it."

   "Leave me alone!" Hu Yan shouted sharply.

  The scribe has never seen Hu Gong get so angry. It is said that he was bombed by a cesspit, and he was never like this.

  The scribe shrank his neck and said, "Student, leave."

  The door was closed by the scribe.

  Hu Yan was still standing where he was, regardless of the **** on his face that was already seeping red blood.

   Didn't even bother to drop a smashed teacup on the ground.

  He suddenly fell into thought.

   "Mind is reason..."

   "Mind is reason..."

Whispering in his mouth, he raised his head, looked at the beams, and lowered his head from time to time, like a headless chicken, he walked a few steps, even if he was hit by a copybook, he ignored it, walked a few more steps, but was knocked down. Light stand.

   Bang, the lamp stand fell down.

  He didn't go to help, and ignored him.

   "No, no, it shouldn't be like this... If the heart is the truth... then how can you understand things? How could the sage Zhu Xi be wrong? No, no, there must be something wrong." He muttered selflessly.

   "If, if the heart is the reason, then the unity of knowledge and action... Isn't it... Isn't it..."

  Suddenly, one thought after another flooded into my mind.

  He trembled all over sometimes, but soon he regained his senses, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "It's nonsense, it's nonsense, how could it be so, absolutely impossible."

  He was locked up overnight in the public house.

   Didn't even come home.

  Until the next day, when the scribe came to the public room and opened the door, he was shocked.

  I saw that the public house was already in a mess, with broken teacups, fallen bookshelves, discarded books everywhere, and ink spilled all over the floor.

  As for Hu Yan, he is lying on the desk at the moment, and he is flipping through the books seriously, as if he wants to find answers from some books.

  The scribe hurriedly stepped forward: "Mr. Hu, this is... what's going on."

  Hu Yan did not lose his temper today, but was very silent. His eyes were bloodshot, and he gave the clerk a tired look.

   Then, he suddenly said: "What is the meaning of the heart?"

  The scribe thought for a long time, and finally shook his head and said, "Students don't know."

   "What about the unity of knowledge and action?"

  The scribe department still shook his head, smiled wryly and said, "Student... thinks this doesn't make sense."

   "Where is the problem?"

  The scribe scratched his head and said, "There is no such sentence in the sage's book."

   "Haha..." Hu Yan laughed loudly, and finally waved his sleeves and said, "Go down, it's none of your business here."

  The scribes were afraid of accidents and dared not leave.

And Hu Yan really didn't care about the existence of the clerk very soon. He looked at the void with bloodshot eyes and continued to mutter: "This sentence doesn't make sense, how can this sentence not make sense? I think this person's knowledge is too shallow , hey, summer insects are beyond words."

  Scribe: "..."

  In fact, this is also common sense. This sentence appeared in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, and the deafening words were not comprehensible by ordinary people.

  Those laymen may not pay attention to these words.

   And like these scribes, people who have some ink in their stomachs are also confused after hearing this.

   Those who are more proficient in reading, I'm afraid they just think it's not bad.

   And when he reached Yang Shiqi's level, he began to feel something was wrong.

As for Hu Yan, a great Confucian among the great Confucians, who has read extensively, dabbled in all kinds of schools of thought, and has extremely high literary attainments, the impact of this sentence is nothing more than a hundred catties. Heavy gunpowder packs.

   It seems that at this moment, everything is not important anymore.

  Because this short sentence or two subverted Hu Yan's entire cognitive system.

  He subconsciously wanted to treat these words as a joke.

  But... Deep down in his heart, he overturned this ridiculous idea again and again.

  It’s like building blocks, the piled up castle of knowledge is overthrown by this sentence again and again, and Hu Yan is desperately trying to rebuild it.

  The more overthrows, the more desperate the reconstruction.

   There seemed to be a thousand mountains in front of him, and he walked over it.

   "Hu Gong, Hu Gong... Do you want to eat something?"

   "Eat?" The decadent Hu Yan looked sideways at the scribe.

   then shook his head.

   "Don't eat." Hu Yan said while standing up and walking away.

  The scribe asked worriedly, "Where is Mr. Hu going?"

   "Looking for answers."

  Hu Yan said without hesitation: "I'm going to ask for advice."

   "Looking for advice? Mr. Hu...you can't joke, right? In this world, who is as knowledgeable as Mr. Hu?"

  After hearing this, Hu Yan couldn't help but sneer and said, "One mountain is still higher, what do you know?"

  ...

  Hu Yan came to a mansion in the capital.

  When he came here, he actually looked very respectful.

   Handed in his own name card, the concierge went in to report, but came back again: "My husband said that there are no guests."

  Hu Yan did not take a step, but still stood where he was: "Please tell your husband that you have something important to visit. If he doesn't see you, I won't leave."

   Menzi gave Hu Yan a strange look, but left quickly.

  Finally, the doorman came over and said, "Please come in."

   This is an ordinary house, not luxurious, it can even be described as simple.

   It is in such a back house, but it is a thatched cottage. There seems to be one person sitting in the thatched cottage, separated by a bamboo curtain.

  The people inside were very calm and asked, "What's the matter?"

   "I have something to ask."

   "Dignified Mr. Hu, do you have doubts that cannot be solved?" The man seemed to laugh.

  Hu Yan smiled wryly and said, "I'm ashamed to say it, but I'm really not good at studies."

   "Tell me about it."

  Hu Yan took a deep breath: "What is the meaning of the heart?"

  Paused, Hu Yan said again: "The unity of knowledge and action, what's the explanation?"

  The people in the hut fell into a deathly silence.

  Hu Yan waited patiently.

  For a long time, the man in the thatched cottage said: "I don't know."

   "Mr. Gaocai, why don't you know? If you don't even know about Mr., then..."

  The thatched man suddenly yelled: "Your mother, you have such a vicious heart!"

  Hu Yan: "..."

The man continued to scold: "The old man is getting old, and he has not had a good life for a few years. With one foot in the coffin, he should die without regrets. Why do you come to tell the old man about this? You are trying to teach the old man not to be good. dead?"

  Hu Yan: "..."

   "Get out!"

"gentlemen…"

  Then, Hu Yan lost his mind, stood up, and walked away dejectedly.

Behind him, the man was still chattering and cursing: "Damn it, this teaches me how to live. I still have three to five years to live. If this continues, my lifespan may be cut in half. This dog-like thing! "

  Hu Yan: "..."

  ...

  Zhang Anshi took the reclining chair and asked someone to make a big umbrella. The reclining chair was under the big umbrella, and asked someone to make orange juice, and put it on the small table beside him, lying happily without moving.

   Occasionally, I raised my head and glanced at the huge building that was laying foundations in the distance.

  His heart is full and happy, and the overseer feels really good.

  I don’t know who has been persuading civil engineering all the time. Isn’t it good to be a civil engineering elite?

  The only fly in the ointment is that there is no beach here.

  Besides, two average-looking maids were holding a hot stove. The weather was cold and they needed a charcoal stove to keep warm.

  Zhang Anshi said: "The melon comes!"

  On one side, Zhang San has already peeled a piece of melon and placed it by Zhang Anshi's mouth.

  Zhang Anshi took a few bites: "As expected, it is a melon that grows near the hot spring. It tastes good."

  …

  Recommend a book: mixed in Hong Wudang salted fish.

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