Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1245 A Grandmaster

  In this era, people attach great importance to body hair and skin.

  Especially for scholars.

  Fang Jifan built Xishan Academy, of course it belongs to scholars.

  Therefore, in ancient times, there was a kind of punishment, which was hair cutting and face piercing.

  Fang Jifan sniffed, looking inexplicably sad.

  Zhu Houzhao couldn't tell whether Fang Jifan was real or not. However, he didn't pay attention to these details, but said: "Your Majesty, this month's time is too hasty. Why do I think that the father seems crazy."

   "Anyway, let's try it." Fang Jifan glanced at Zhu Houzhao: "A dead horse is a living horse doctor."

  …

   The Imperial Academy is already boiling.

  As soon as Wang Bushi arrived at the Imperial Academy, countless people immediately surrounded him.

  Some people clutched their hearts, some stomped their feet, and some screamed like killing a pig.

   "Scholar Wang, Scholar Wang...you...you really hurt everyone."

  Wang Bushi took off his sunglasses and looked at everyone.

  He probably knew what was going on.

The person in the lead was Wu Ye, who was also the lecturer of the Imperial Academy. Wu Ye beat his chest and stumbled and said: "The stock of Xingfu Group, everyone saw Wang Xueshi investing money, so they felt relieved and bold, and bought it one after another. Now Alright, nothing to lose, nothing to lose."

  Wang Bushi said calmly: "But, the old man is also at a loss."

   "Hmph..." Someone snorted coldly. He was really anxious. He originally wanted to say, this must be a game you did in partnership with others to entrap our money.

  In this Hanlin Academy, there are many poor people. They see that this stock is making money, and they are greedy for the huge profits of the new stock. Many people borrow money to buy it.

   After all, the one who bought the Railway Bureau made a lot of money, and the one who bought the Siyang Commercial Bank also made a lot of money. There is no reason that the Happy Group will not make a lot of money.

  But who would have thought that the stock price has plummeted in just a few days. Many people bought it for one, two, three or four coins, but now they are selling it for five coins, and no one is willing to take over.

  Now in the Hanlin Academy, who still has the mind to work on duty, everyone seems to have lost their souls.

  They surrounded Wang Bushi, all of them looked aggressive.

  Wang Bushi said indifferently: "When the Xingfu Group went up, why didn't you say that it was all thanks to the old man, allowing you to earn money. Now that it has fallen, why blame the old man?"

Then Wu Ye was in a hurry, and pulled Wang Bushi's long sleeves: "Scholar Wang, you have to be reasonable. At the beginning, everyone bought it because they believed you. Why are you evading it now? Ah, I don't want to buy it." If I live, I will die, and if I die, you, Xueshi Wang, will bear the blame."

   As he spoke, he turned his head and rushed to seek death.

  Everyone stopped him and said one after another: "Scholar Wu, you must never seek short-sightedness. If you have something to say, you can't say it well."

   "Yeah, yeah, we can't let disgust go unpunished, and let us honest people suffer." Someone was filled with righteous indignation.

  Wang Bushi pulled his face down, and suddenly shouted: "Who do you say is a wicked person?"

   Suddenly, everyone fell silent.

  Wang Bushi said sternly: "You asked the old man about the stock at the beginning, and the old man repeatedly reminded that the new stock is risky. Why are you talking like this now?"

   "..."

  Wang Bushi put on his sunglasses: "I lost money too, so I lost two million taels of silver. I can afford it. I'm willing to bet and admit defeat. Everyone, give in."

   All the imperial scholars were in a hurry, but they stopped Wang Bushi one after another: "Xueshi Wang, Xueshi Wang, you can't go, you have something to explain clearly."

  Wang Bushi couldn't leave, but his heart was terribly cold.

  He even thought in his heart, if it wasn't for the scum of the world, he would think about it...now he would be similar to them now, these people...it's really hard to describe.

The bachelor named Wu Ye didn't want to die, and he also pulled Wang Bushi and said: "Why don't you, Bachelor Wang, your family has a big business, how about selling our stocks to you, it really can't be sold, there is one in the market. No one cares about the stocks, if we throw them all in our hands, tomorrow, it will really be over."

   Receive their stock...

  The stocks of the Xingfu Group have long been worthless. At this time, Wang Bushi wanted to laugh when asked Wang Bushi to give them the bottom line.

   "Yes, yes, Xueshi Wang, you should accept our stocks. The current market price is five renminbi, and we will sell them to you."

  Wang Bushi said indifferently: "Don't say it is five renminbi, but it is two or three renminbi. Now... I am afraid that no one will dare to accept it."

   This is the truth.

  Historically, people have always bought up and not down. Now the continuous sharp drop, although it has only fallen to five renminbi, is just a price, but no one cares about it.

  God knows how much it will fall tomorrow.

   This clearly means that Wang Bushi will be taken advantage of.

  Wang Bushi said lightly: "Sorry, I won't accompany you. Also, don't block the old man's way. With your stature, can you withstand the fists of the hundred and eighty guards around me?"

  Wang Bushi finally understood why Fang Jifan was so barbaric.

  He suddenly felt that he and Fang Jifan had become bosom friends.

  Now he can't wait to blurt out, kill you bastards.

  All Hanlin are in a hurry.

  Seeing this, Wu Ye took the lead...and bowed down.

  Others saw it and bowed down one after another.

  Wang Bushi became angry: "What are you doing?"

   "Help us, we are already losing money, how about three renminbi, three renminbi, you take our stock, Mr. Wang?"

"Yes, if Wang Xueshi refuses, we won't get up. Wang Xueshi, you have money, you can afford to lose. We... We have quite a few of them. We used our house as a mortgage in the bank. Go down and die."

  Wang Bushi snorted coldly: "Okay, three silver coins, you go and get your stocks, and the old man will take them all, but... this time I have to agree, and I can't go back on my word, if not..."

  In Wang Bushi's eyes, Teng Teng's murderous intent also flashed across.

  Wearing sunglasses and a big gold chain, his temper is starting to get a little hot now.

  After hearing this, everyone immediately became happy.

  Although they have suffered a huge loss, at least... they didn't spend all their wealth and life on it.

   This king is not an official, he has money, why doesn't he give everyone the bottom line?

  Everyone said one after another: "Okay, okay, I will never go back on my word."

   "Scholar Wang, I have 3,700 shares here."

   "I have more here, 19,000 shares."

  Wang Bushi was expressionless, with his hands behind his back, and walked away: "I'm off duty, go talk to my servant Deng Jian. I'm very busy!"

  …

  Countless supplies are starting to go out like crazy.

  Although it was limited to one month, it took thirteen or fourteen days to reach the desert with this material alone.

  The date set by His Majesty is an impossible task.

   Everyone understands this.

  Wang Shouren has already summoned all the tribes in the desert.

   Then, an order was issued: "Choose 3,000 elites, go north immediately, look for the Ross people, and fight with them."

   "Three thousand people..."

  All the leaders were dumbfounded: "Mr. Wang..."

  They respected Wang Shouren very much.

  This guy is very powerful. A few days ago, he wrestled with a man who claimed to be a desert fighter, and he beat him to the ground with ease.

  Whether it is Jurchens, Mongols, or Uzbek Tibetans, at this time... I have to be convinced.

   They admire such heroes.

  The emperor of the Ming Dynasty could blow a sudden blow with one punch, but now this Mr. Wang, with one finger, can make a warrior in the desert unable to get up.

"Time is running out, and it's too late. After all, the materials transported are limited. Now His Majesty has made an order to defeat the Ross people. Right now, the best way is to select three thousand elites, each with three horses, and bring them all together. With enough supplies, we can run thousands of miles and fight the Ross people."

  The leaders felt that they were going crazy: "But..."

  Wang Shouren said lightly: "I will lead the team myself, with the students from Xishan Academy as the backbone!"

  As soon as they heard that Wang Shouren led the team in person, everyone had nothing to say.

  Whether it is in the pass or in the desert, everyone admires those who take the lead. They are not afraid of death, so what else can they say.

  Wang Shouren said: "Let's go tomorrow!"

  He was decisive without any doubts.

   Immediately afterwards, Wang Shouren returned to his tent of the Chinese army.

  Xiao Jing lay in the big tent, drunk again.

  He knew he was screwed.

  His Majesty completely abandoned himself.

  I am an eunuch, and I stayed in the desert under the name of patrolling the desert, but in fact, I am afraid that I will spend my whole life in this barrenness.

  Wang Shouren's tent was warm.

   And in this desert where force is the most important thing, everyone is not very warm to Xiao Jing, and they are very perfunctory, so that Xiao Jing's tents are always not enough anthracite, and there is no good drink.

  People here are unreasonable. Fortunately, Wang Shouren is a more reasonable one.

Xiao Jing was drunk, when he saw Wang Shouren came back, he said with a smile: "Wang Shouren, Wang Shouren, if we think back then, we wouldn't even look at you, but now we look at you..." After finishing speaking, Xiao Jing cried: "We seven When I entered the palace at the age of 10, I first worked in the palace prison, and then I went to study in the inner study. I was lucky enough to serve His Majesty. This service lasted for forty years, forty years... We also know that Your Majesty treats us very coldly. Don't worry, hey..."

  Wang Shouren stared at him without saying anything.

Xiao Jing said: "Unexpectedly, we will end up in this way. Bo'an, come and drink with us, let me tell you some principles of life, you are too upright, you will suffer a lot sooner or later, we have experienced ups and downs for decades , ups and downs, life experience has gone."

   "No effort." Wang Shouren has always had a bad face.

   There is no way, in this desert, Xiao Jing is a decent person anyway, he and other rough people can't talk, this guy Wang Shouren can make do, but it's not impossible.

Xiao Jing looked embarrassed: "You look down on me, don't you think that you are Fang Jifan's disciple, so you can look above the top, we want to be here, anyway, you are still the owner of Dongchang Factory, in name, you are still in the company Supervisor of Rituals, if you look down on us, you look down on the emperor."

   When talking about the emperor, Xiao Jing's heart ached.

  (end of this chapter)