Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1017 Father and Son

  After listening to Fang Jinglong's performance, Emperor Hongzhi was relieved.

  At least, this strategy is feasible.

Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help raising his head, and said with emotion: "My family and I have done our best, but in the end...whether we can gain a foothold in Huangjinzhou depends on the destiny. I, Da Ming, also hope that the ancestors and ancestors can protect the Qing family and the generals!"

  He immediately glanced sideways at Xiao Jing: "Fang Qing's memorial is correct, copy a copy and hand it over to the cabinet to see what the cabinet ministers think."

   "The servant obeys the order." Xiao Jing said.

  His Majesty calls and asks ministers, all of which need to be archived and recorded. In the corner of Fengtian Temple, someone took shorthand notes. This is equivalent to the meeting minutes of later generations.

  At the same time, this will also be an important material for future revisions.

Emperor Hongzhi took a deep look at Fang Jinglong: "Fang Qing's family has worked hard and will soon set sail to sea. Fang Xiaofan has been in the palace all the time. Your wife has already gone to the harem to meet the queen, and you...haven't been home for a long time. , you should also go home and have a look..."

Fang Jinglong looked submissive: "Your Majesty, Daming is the home of the ministers. Wherever the ministers are, as long as it is in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, there are ministers' towns everywhere. The Fang family is different from ordinary families. From the Yuan ancestor to follow the Taizu Emperor Gao, to the ancestors of all dynasties, Traveling from north to south, being loyal to the country, and being favored by the king, my father taught me this when he was still alive. I obey the order of the king and stay away all year round, but whenever I see the successor, I also teach like this."

  Emperor Hongzhi was taken aback when he heard this, and couldn't help saying, "Zhongliang also."

  …

  A summary of the imperial prelude was sent to the cabinet.

   This is the summary of Fang Jinglong summoned by the Son of Heaven in person. His Majesty ordered someone to send it. In all likelihood, the specific matters of the Golden Continent have already been decided.

  Golden Continent involves voyages to the Western Seas. Whether it is the strategy of the Golden Continent or the voyages to the Western Seas, this is the current state policy of Ming Dynasty and must be investigated.

  Liu Jian didn't dare to neglect this in the slightest.

  He picked up the minutes, lowered his head and looked at them carefully. After reading one, he circulated it to Xie Qian and Li Dongyang.

  Seeing that Emperor Hongzhi wanted to make Fang Jinglong Duke of Lu.

  Liu Jian raised his head: "Duke Lu is really a careful person. It is too cautious to refuse to accept the title of Duke of Qi, but to call himself Duke of Lu."

Xie Qian frowned: "Duke Qi refused, but this Duke of Lu, um...speaking of it, in the pre-Qin period, the Duke of Lu's office was after Duke Zhou. It's better than Zhou, Lu and Emperor Zhou are closely related, although the Duke of Lu is a rough man, but in the eyes of this old man, he also has his deep meaning, he went to Huangjinzhou to become the Lu Kingdom of Ming Dynasty."

  The State of Lu was the successor of the Duke of Zhou, and the Duke of Zhou was the creator of the rituals of Zhou. He had the closest relationship with the Emperor of Zhou.

  Perhaps, Duke Lu's original intention was to hope that after arriving in Huangjinzhou, he would abide by the principles of his ministers despite being subject to the vassal for thousands of miles...

Li Dongyang stroked his beard: "Furthermore, people in the world say that the rituals of the Zhou Dynasty belonged to Lu Yi, and Lu established a state based on rituals. His ancestors and assisted the emperor, dedicated himself to death, and died. After that, the sage Kong was born, who is a teacher for all ages... "

  Everyone laughed.

  To be honest, everyone is really uneasy if Duke Lu is not going.

  Management of the Golden Continent is related to the voyage to the West, and it is also related to the well-being of hundreds of thousands of households in the future. A little carelessness may cause major troubles.

  Other people, why do they make people doubt, what if they are reversed? Either way, it's ability to make people doubt.

   It's strange to say that Fang Jifan's dog-like thing has such a father.

Everyone was talking and laughing, Liu Jian continued to bow his head, but he couldn't help saying: "Look, there are still scholars here who are willing to go to Huangjinzhou. , there are as many as 1,400 people, and among them, there are many Jinshi and Juren. It is even more reassuring for scholars to go, I established the country with Confucianism in the Ming Dynasty, and this time I opened up the far west, I should spread the holy learning, this is the original intention of the sage."

   "Really?" Li Dongyang became interested, so he went up to him personally, and sure enough...

  He nodded his head and nodded: "It's really gratifying. The Han Dynasty opened up borders. I don't know how many scholars contributed their pens to join the army. The reason why Confucianism has flourished and even respected Confucianism is not the result of the efforts of Confucian scholars who are committed to the world?"

  Liu Jian was full of emotion: "Yes, with a group of ambitious scholars like them, Daming will be ranked in China, so there will be no worries."

  The three were filled with emotion.

  They still have that set in their hearts. Although that set has been passed down for thousands of years, it is already rotten, but now it seems that new branches have begun to grow. This... is the hope of Confucianism.

But at this time, Xie Qian cheered up: "Seeing that it is about to enter the autumn, the various counties will wait for the autumn harvest to release the money and food to Beijing, but I don't know how much money and food this year. Now, the court is really There are difficulties everywhere, money and food are needed everywhere, and tens of millions of households are all open-mouthed... oh, it’s difficult.”

  When it comes to taxes, Li Dongyang feels a headache.

  The state treasury is now in a huge deficit.

  However, there is no new source of income, but because of the rise and fall of prices, the court is stretched. Last year, there was a huge deficit. This year, it is the same. What about next year?

   Difficult, really difficult...

  He had no choice but to use an old saying to comfort himself: "Governing a big country is like cooking a small fish..." The words after that could not be heard clearly.

  …

  Fang Jinglong left the palace.

  Fang Jifan stood outside the Meridian Gate.

  Father and son have been away for a long time, and now seeing each other, Fang Jifan only saw the familiar figure from a distance, and came out of the doorway, and suddenly had mixed feelings.

  My father...is alive.

  Fang Jifan stepped forward quickly, meeting Fang Jinglong's eyes.

  Following that, Fang Jifan did not hesitate to burst out all his overflowing emotions, and prostrated himself in front of Fang Jinglong: "Father..."

  Fuck your mother's brain disease, I'll call my father what to do, come on, who dares to **** my needle now.

  Perhaps Fang Jifan had grown up in Fang Jinglong's heart, and he didn't feel any disobedience when he called father.

  Fang Jinglong had tears in his eyes: "Okay, okay, okay."

   Step forward to help Fang Jifan up.

  Fang Jifan has too many things to say in his heart.

  In the past, the correspondence between letters was not as good as it is today. You can meet each other's eyes and listen to each other's voice in person.

   It's been six or seven years since this farewell, six or seven years... Fang Jinglong is obviously a little old, but he is still in good spirits.

  Fang Jifan's eyes were red, he was used to being arrogant and domineering, and his face was like wearing a mask, but now, this mask could no longer support his inner excitement, Fang Jifan kowtowed: "My child has seen my father!"

   "Get up, get up." Fang Jinglong held Fang Jifan's arm with both hands, and looked up and down carefully. He grew taller, but he was still handsome and handsome. In this respect, he still looked like an old man.

   "Father, you..." Fang Jifan opened his mouth to say something, but felt that there were many, many things he wanted to say, and he couldn't spit it out quickly.

  Fang Jinglong also said at the same time: "Jifan..."

  The two of them stopped talking, looked at each other with a smile, and Fang Jifan said, "Father, if you have anything to say, you should say it first."

  Fang Jinglong said: "Jifan, Zhengqing, father's grandson, where is he, how tall is he, why didn't you bring him here, hey, I want to die as a father..."

  Fang Jifan: "..."

   "Jifan, why are you silent, why, what happened, Zhengqing..."

  Fang Jifan forced a smile: "In Xishan, nursery school!"

  Xishan…

  Fang Jifan's body trembled.

  However, the whole person suddenly became full of vitality, like an eggplant beaten by frost, regaining its second spring.

   "Go, go, go see Zhengqing, my grandson."

  …

  In the nursery, the growing children began to feed their own foals.

  For every two people, a stableman and a foal will be distributed, mostly newborn ponies.

  Children need to prepare fodder for them every day, and even need to brush the foals with the help of the stableman, and even... clean up their excrement.

  Zhu Zaimo and Fang Zhengqing are a team, and they take care of a white horse together.

   This little pony has a bad temper and likes to defecate everywhere.

  Zhu Zaimo and Fang Zhengqing were cleaning up the horse manure. Fang Zhengqing whimpered and waved a small shovel, expressing dissatisfaction.

  Zhu Zaimo has something on his mind.

   "Cousin, what are you thinking?"

  Zhu Zaimo frowned slightly: "The Theory of the Wealth of Nations taught by Mr. Yesterday is quite interesting, did you understand?"

   "I understand a little bit." Fang Zhengqing beamed and said, "It turns out that merchants are so important."

   "No." Zhu Zaimo always looks like a small adult, and he is much taller, looking very calm.

  Although he is young, he is very busy. He has to study in the nursery, and the next day, he has to go to Xishan County to handle official business.

  A seven-year-old child, over time, seems to have begun to have his own understanding of things in the world.

  Children are different from children. Some children, at this age, are still ignorant. But children of the same age, in later generations, can already play the piano well, speak a foreign language well, or recite poems and songs fluently.

  Zhu Zaimo hardly ever has a day off.

   This also allowed him, like other students, to develop an excellent habit.

Regular life, plus daily exercise, plus adequate nutrition, and continuous learning, there will always be the best people around him, but these people never tell him the real answer, but always teach him Ways to solve problems and do things.

  Zhu Zaimo said: "I think what Mr. taught is still too superficial. There are many deeper things in The Wealth of Nations that have not been explained to us."

  (end of this chapter)