Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1157 One thousand one hundred and thirty-seven: The years are quiet and good

   Early the next morning.

  Liu Jian came excitedly.

  He is very happy, it seems that he does not need to be on duty today.

  Woke Fang Jifan up, woke up and cursed in the bedroom as usual, and when he met Liu Jian in the hall, he put on a smile.

   "Liu Gong, how are you?

  Liu Jian took a sip of tea, happily took out an imperial decree from his sleeve, and put it on the coffee table: "Duke Qi, please read it."

  Fang Jifan took the imperial decree, and said with a smile; "Since it is an imperial decree, why do you need to work for it? Mr. Liu personally sent it... It's too polite."

  Given a hasty glance, it was an edict ordering Qi Guogong and his son-in-law Duwei to visit the Beijing camp. Fang Jifan was overjoyed: "Unexpectedly, His Majesty treats me like this..."

   "This will." Liu Jian interrupted Fang Jifan and said, "It's not from His Majesty's hand, do you understand?"

  Fang Jifan suddenly remembered what happened yesterday, and his face was a little stiff: "Understood, Your Majesty is really a sage. It is really a blessing for us ministers to have such a sage in my Ming Dynasty."

  Liu Jian smiled: "This decree came from your west mountain!"

  Fang Jifan's complexion changed slightly, he thought for a while, and nodded straightforwardly: "I understand, even if I was beaten to death, I will say that this is an imperial decree from Xishan!"

   Liu Jian said again: "Where did it come from Xishan?"

  Fang Jifan rolled his eyes: "Prince?"

"The old man didn't say anything." Liu Jian coughed and continued to drink tea with his head bowed. He immediately said, "In short, this decree was not made by the imperial edict, nor passed through the cabinet. Just in case. Your Majesty gave you such a will, do you understand what it means?"

  Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty is unpredictable, I am a mere fool, how can I guess?"

  Liu Jian said with a smile: "You Fang Jifan is the imperial envoy. You always need someone to accompany the imperial envoy. Your Majesty will accompany you."

   "Yeah." Fang Jifan finally understood why this decree, he insisted, must come from the palace.

  Of course, as he said, ordinary people can only turn a blind eye and turn a blind eye. No one will pursue this. When the time comes to really investigate, then the Crown Prince will have to take the blame.

  Anyway... the prince's reputation... Hey, it's hard to describe in words, everyone has long been familiar with it.

  Fang Jifan finally couldn't continue his flattery. He sighed and said, "Your Majesty has a lot of tricks lately. As a courtier, I can't keep up."

  Liu Jian held the teacup, blew the tea foam in the teacup, and said lightly: "Your Majesty is the Lord of Sage."

He sighed faintly: "Yesterday, after the emperor's grandson made such a fuss, he couldn't sleep all night. He looked forward and backward, afraid of poking a hornet's nest, but he was not reconciled. He was not reconciled to anything. What was not reconciled was the military and political affairs of the Ming Dynasty. After much deliberation, I still have to see it with my own eyes, but I can’t make a big fanfare, so I had to make a bad plan.”

  Fang Jifan was moved, blinked, his eyes were not up to the mark, and he couldn't shed tears, so he howled dryly like a crappy traffic star: "Your Majesty is worried about the country, what a saint..."

  Sometimes, Liu Jian also convinced Fang Jifan, why he can always find any angle, and then all kinds of sages.

  However, although Fang Jifan did not know whether the sage he spoke of was sincere or false, Liu Jian's face darkened, and he said quietly: "Yes, I am really lucky to meet such a wise gentleman."

As he said that, he looked at Fang Jifan with a smile: "Look at this old man, although he is a senior scholar of the chief minister of the cabinet, and is called a prime minister, but in this Ming Dynasty, he doesn't look like he has power over the world at all, does he? "

  Fang Jifan didn't know why Liu Jian expressed such emotion.

  But nodded.

  In the past dynasties, people like Liu Jian must have been powerful for a while, but Liu Jian...as a prime minister, he has a sense of presence, but compared with his peers and seniors, he is indeed... relatively mediocre.

Liu Jian's eyes were dark: "What is Zaifu? The so-called Zaifu is just the emperor's chamber pot. If the emperor has ambitions, he still cherishes his feathers; if the emperor has selfish desires, he wants to satisfy his desires... Then, there will be a prime minister who has the power for a while. Although this prime minister has power for a while, in fact... it is just the emperor hiding behind the scenes and manipulating it. The so-called ruling and opposition parties are full of party members, and the so-called affairs of the court are decided with one word , its essence is the connivance of the emperor, only by the hands of the minister, but without dirtying his own hands... It is said that there will be what kind of courtiers there are, how lucky is this old man, your majesty regards this old man For my heart, but I will never let the old man be a powerful minister, so far... the old man's reputation... is not bad. Every time I think of this, the old man is full of gratitude in his heart."

  Fang Jifan looked at Liu Jian vigilantly: "I don't quite understand Liu Gong's words, let alone...these words should not be said by a courtier. It is better for Liu Gong to be cautious."

  Old Liu, do you really think that Fang Jifan is a dick? In this case, I will discuss with you, who knows if it is a trap?

Liu Jian smiled and said: "You are afraid that the wall has ears. What the old man said just now is the tricks of the emperors. If people listen to it, although the old man did not slander the emperor, as a prime minister, he will say these words in the end. Not right, is it?"

  Fang Jifan said: "What did you say?"

  Liu Jian also convinced Fang Jifan, this guy looked at him with an innocent face, and he really thought he was crazy.

Liu Jian gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's get straight to the point. The old man said this to tell you that the old man only has one son, Liu Jie, and the Liu family relies on him for the continuation of the incense. It's better that nothing happens to him. If something happens, don't worry about it." Thinking that this old man is usually cautious, he can’t do anything to you, and the clay figurine is still a bit angry, so this old man will kill you!”

  Fang Jifan was speechless, the circle of Mr. Liu is too big, as for this?

  Seeing Liu Jian staring at him as if his eyes were spewing fire, Fang Jifan immediately said: "Calm down, calm down, Liu Jie is still alive."

   "Alive?" Liu Jian was pleasantly surprised: "Huh?"

   "Yes." Fang Jifan said: "The letters have all been sent."

  Liu Jian was elated, and grabbed Fang Jifan's sleeve: "What about the letter?"

   "It's for me, but it's written on it by the master himself, and it's not for Liu Gong, so you can't read it."

   Liu Jian was in a hurry: "Okay, Fang Jifan..."

  Fang Jifan smiled wryly: "Yeah, but..." Fang Jifan stretched out his hand.

"doing what?"

  Fang Jifan said eloquently: "This letter is a fast boat. It took half a world and took more than half a year to bring it back. Of course, the postage is 50 taels of silver, which is not negotiable."

  Liu Jian: "..."

   "The old man didn't bring it."

  Fang Jifan was happy: "It doesn't matter, you can borrow, Xishan Bank, launched small loans..."

  Liu Jian roared angrily: "Bring it, will you take it or not, don't take it, don't take it..." Liu Jian raised his hand, but soon, he regained his sense and put it down: "This old man was killed here."

  Mr. Liu's character is very problematic.

  Fang Jifan was helpless.

   After taking the letter, Liu Jian took it, and what made him feel sad was that, sure enough, the envelope was written with the words that the master, Fang Yin, and his descendants had personally sealed it, and his disciples and grandchildren kowtowed.

  Liu Jian tremblingly took out the letter paper, and immediately, tears could not stop, and fell down.

  Fang Jifan stood beside Liu Jian and watched along with him, and couldn't help but be moved by it.

  When they arrived at the Cape of Good Hope, they encountered a storm, and the ship was seriously damaged, so they had to go ashore for repairs. Then, they contracted a disease suspected of malaria. Liu Jie lost two companions, and finally...survived.

  Finally they arrived at Gold Island.

Fang Jinglong, the Duke of Lu, set up the palace of the Duke of Lu on a fertile land, and ordered people to build a city. This city...is called...Xijing. This is an imitation of Nanjing's system according to the emperor's order. First, build an institution to , to manage the Golden Continent.

   Liu Jie and the others immediately started to assist the military government. They built simple thatched huts there and taught people to read. Either practice medicine and search for new medicinal herbs nearby; or join the army and serve as a civilian in the army; or try to contact the natives, spy on the natives' military situation, and study geography.

   And countless military households began to arrive continuously, and the place became lively, but at the beginning, the conditions were the worst...

What Liu Jie did was to lead his troops to go deep into the hinterland to spy on the geography and local culture. He had to find out the local natives and their size, and even... also needed to find out whether there were Francines active nearby. , he shuttled through countless forests and encountered countless poisonous snakes and beasts...

   Thankfully, he is still alive.

   Except for a small finger missing, it was broken by a falling rock, which caused an infection, and a hand bone had to be amputated immediately to prevent the infection from spreading.

  Liu Jian looked at it, his eyes were red, and tears rolled down, hitting the letter paper.

  His body trembling, he folded the letter carefully, wiped away his tears, sat down, and remained silent.

  Fang Jifan said: "Liu Jie is an auspicious person. Look, isn't he still alive and well now? Mr. Liu, don't be surprised. A man with ambitions everywhere, Mr. Liu should be happy."

  Liu Jian took a deep breath: "The old man understands the truth, the age is righteous, and you still need Fang Jifan to teach the old man? But the old man doesn't understand if he wants to break his head, why you are the only one here doing nothing all day long."

  Fang Jifan: "..."

   This is a bit insulting. Without Fang Jifan, your son would still be able to go to Huangjinzhou to pursue poetry and distant places? You can't tear down the bridge just crossing the river.

  Of course, Fang Jifan understood Liu Jian's feelings as a father, he sighed: "Liu Gong, should we go to patrol the camp?"

  Liu Jian sighed: "Don't take it to heart, the old man doesn't mean to blame, but... well, let's just focus on the present, Your Majesty... has already left the palace and is waiting for you. Let's go."

  Fang Jifan nodded.

  ...

sleep.

  (end of this chapter)