Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1213 Merit

  Seeing Fang Jifan's suspicious expression.

  Wang Bushi curled his lips into a smile: "Duke Qi, my gift is a little different."

   "It's different, where is the difference?" Fang Jifan looked at Wang Bushi with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

Wang Bushi saw that Fang Jifan was puzzled, so he smiled and said: "A few days ago, I bought some stocks, which can be regarded as my luck. These stocks have increased in value. Of course, for Xiaguan, Money, like floating clouds, is precisely the most useless thing."

  Fang Jifan: "..."

  Fang Jifan couldn't help thinking, shouldn't it be me who said this?

  It seems that those who have silver inevitably have noble sentiments.

  The so-called poor people plan and rich people have a conscience, if you think about it, that's it.

  He was thinking secretly in his heart, but he heard Wang Bushi say again.

"Therefore, the student wants to donate one million shares of the railway stock to the Duke of Qi for free. This railway is related to the national economy and the people's livelihood. After all, a subordinate official is only a private person. The so-called innocence is not because the subordinate official is cautious. Wei Wei, it's just... holding so many stocks and occupying such a huge share, it's really... unreasonable."

  Now one million shares is almost worth two hundred taels of silver.

  This guy is really generous, like Fang Jifan, he is a boy who spreads money.

   Atmospheric…

  Fang Jifan looked at Wang Bushi with a smile on his face.

  Wang Bushi looked very calm, and also looked at Fang Jifan with a smile, not showing any reluctance, this man is really generous.

  Fang Jifan suddenly said: "Come on, drag this dog out and feed it to the dog!"

  Wang Bushi: "..."

   Outside, several guards listened and were about to come in.

  Wang Bushi hurriedly said: "Duke Qi, I wonder if there is some misunderstanding between us."

"Misunderstanding, what do you think is a misunderstanding?" Fang Jifan stared at him and asked sharply: "What do you mean by giving me money? You clearly know that Fang Jifan is encouraging everyone to buy more stocks, and you also know that Fang Jifan is here Encourage private investment, invest this money in workshops, stocks and real estate markets, you actually want to give me Fang Jifan stocks at this time, who do you think we are, Fang Jifan is so devoid of conscience, stealing and plundering , the one who will secretly make up his mind when he sees who has more money?."

  He paused, then snorted coldly from his nostrils.

   "My Fang Jifan is full of loyalty and goodness. In my generation, I take the world as my own responsibility. I am loyal to the emperor and protect the environment and the people. You regard money as floating clouds, and our Fang Jifan regards money as dung."

Fang Jifan bared his teeth: "You gave me stocks at this time. People who don't know think that I, Fang Jifan, robbed you of your money. Do you want to ruin my reputation? In the eyes of others, from now on, who will dare to reveal their wealth?"

  Wang Bushi was taken aback for a moment, with a look of bewilderment and bewilderment.

  He is indeed a very cautious temper.

  For him, silver...is just something outside of him, the more he earns, the hotter he is.

  Since the Song Dynasty, getting rich overnight has always been a derogatory term. If you are too rich, you will inevitably have to worry about it now.

  At the beginning, Emperor Taizu Gao said that Shen Wansan had been slaughtered after changing hands, so that now, countless versions of the story have been spread.

  Therefore, almost everyone, like Wang Bushi, has a huge desire for wealth, but at the same time, when they get huge wealth, they inevitably feel uneasy.

   But that's the problem.

   Received a big gift from him today.

In the future... people will only think, look, you should not reveal your wealth, you must be careful, those cautious people still hide their wealth secretly, even if it is inflation, they dare not reveal it, or in the cellar, or under one's own bed.

  Or, someone got a windfall, but kept it under wraps.

  If this kind of atmosphere is still prevailing, will anyone still dare to buy stocks and invest in workshops?

  Wang Bushi hurriedly explained: "This, Qi Guogong, the lower officials have no such intentions."

   "If you say there is no one, then there is none?" Fang Jifan grinned at him, his tone full of displeasure.

  Wang Bushi: "..."

  To be honest, Wang Bushi was a little afraid of Fang Jifan.

  This kind of awe is more thorough than those squeaky Hanlins.

  He hurriedly said: "This..."

Fang Jifan put his hands behind his back and looked at him with a smile: "If you want to help Fang Jifan, give me a big gift. I have one thing here that I want to ask you to do. If you do it, it will be yours." A great achievement."

  Wang Bushi suddenly felt his heart beating so hard that he couldn't bear it.

  Because he thought he had the initiative, but in a blink of an eye, the initiative fell into Fang Jifan's hands, and he seemed to be the fish on Fang Jifan's chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

But…

   Now there is no other way.

  He had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask, "I don't know what happened?"

Fang Jifan smiled and said: "Don't worry, you'll know soon, I've been thinking about this matter, and I still need someone to handle it, and I'll call back the man with the strange bones. Son, that's all right."

  Wang Bushi: "..."

  ...

  Quick horse, to Lanzhou.

  In Lanzhou New City, a city developed on the basis of the mining industry, has sprung up.

   Deng Jian received a letter.

  Exiled here, drunk and dreaming every day, sleepy with ten or eight women in his arms, doing nothing all day long, Deng Jian's body was shaken by the wine and lust.

  Suddenly...he burst into tears.

  Young Master... It has been several years since I have given myself any news.

  Myself, it seems to be forgotten.

  He felt uncomfortable, as if he had been abandoned by others, no one cared about him, let alone his life or death.

  But now... finally... Finally, there is news.

  He suddenly got up and yelled: "Come on, come on, dog, pack my bags, I want to go back to Beijing, I'm going back to Beijing now!"

He squeezed the letter and wiped away the tears from his eyes. He knew that the young master couldn't do without his own, and the young master would think of himself. The young master has been busy these few years, which is understandable, but now...he felt happy, Every bone seems to be extremely comfortable.

  The entire Deng residence suddenly became a mess.

   A cartful of things, starting to pack up.

   Seven or eight concubines, crying and crying, pulled Deng Jian: "Why did you go to Beijing without taking your concubine..."

   "Let's go, I'm going back to Beijing for a big deal, you women, don't get in the way."

  A woman came with a baby in swaddle.

  Deng Jian didn't even look at it, he raised his chin and ordered: "I don't take any children, I don't take any of them, let's go..."

  He got into the carriage quickly, and then, the carriage speeded up, leaving countless women and children behind him. Left behind the crying of countless women and children.

  ………

  The huge snow mountain is far away. On the mountain like Optimus Prime, it is covered with snow and white.

  But... at the foot of this mountain, there is lush greenery and no snow. Although the weather is still cold, countless forests appear in front of a group of ragged people.

  Seven or eight followers, all of them were sallow and emaciated.

  But at this moment, they became excited and fell to the ground one after another.

  Wang Wenyu, who was the leader, looked at everything in front of him bewilderedly, and suddenly laughed.

  Haha... Sure enough... This is the Golden Continent, the Golden Continent.

  No... To be precise, this is North Gold Continent.

They passed through Nuergandusi all the way, and after that, they crossed the Bering Strait, faced countless wind and snow, crossed the ice field, followed the map and compass, all the way south, walked for more than a month, and went south , the weather is getting warmer, and finally, the wind and snow are bid farewell.

  After flipping through a snow mountain, finally... a lush world appeared in front of him.

  Wang Wenyu trembled with excitement.

  He was almost convinced.

  Here... is the legendary North Golden Continent. If you go all the way south, you may even reach the Jinshan stronghold where Ming was stationed.

   That is to say...

  My own guess is correct.

  Now...everything is confirmed.

  The hard work of the past year, all of a sudden...Wang Wenyu felt it was worth it.

   So worth it!

   Beneath his feet is fertile land...

  In the distance, there are countless fertile soils carrying hope.

   Land…

   is the greatest hope of the Han people. With land, there will be a generation of descendants and a prosperous dynasty!

  Wang Wenyu knelt down, wishing to kiss the ground under her feet.

"Just set up camp here, and collect soil samples... Pay attention to what crops and animals are nearby, artist Liu, pay attention, and draw it... Lao Li, you take a firecracker and go shoot a deer. In the past two days , just linger here, and then, let's continue south."

"yes."

  Wang Wenyu has fewer and fewer followers, and many of them have left him.

  They really couldn't bear it. The torment of the cold wind, and most importantly, the suffocation feeling that there was no hope at all on the ice sheet, was more terrifying than the cold.

With tears in Wang Wenyu's eyes, he thought of many explanations from his master, and he couldn't help thinking in his heart, when he heard that Uncle Xu went to sea, he missed his teachings all the time, but now it seems that, as expected, people are wandering outside, such anguish and suffering , This feeling of missing my master is even more serious than homesickness.

   Trembling unceasingly, he perked up, sat up cross-legged, began to take out his notebook, and picked up a pen to record what happened today, as well as what he saw and heard.

  The next arrangement is to continue southward, and then arrive at Jinshan, and then return to Daming through the Jinshan ship.

   This land route can be regarded as a thorough pass.

  A clearer world is about to be shown to the world, how exciting it is.

   "Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang..."

  Lao Li, who went hunting with a firecracker, came back in a hurry: "Look, look there."

  (end of this chapter)