Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1598 Longyan Joy

   Whenever I think of myself doing another good deed.

  Fang Jifan has an indescribable sense of fulfillment.

  He finally knows why people want to be kind, it is because they can get joy from it.

  But when Wang Jinyuan heard that the young master was going to send the Kong family to Huangjinzhou, his heart was shocked.

  Throughout the ages, I have only heard that the imperial court has repeatedly bestowed gifts on the descendants of saints, but I have never heard of the one who exiled the Kong family to the Golden Continent.

  Master... Really...

  Wang Jinyuan cried.

  He has really learned a lot.

   Seeing that he was silent, Fang Jifan couldn't help but glared at him, and asked angrily, "What's the matter, has your temper grown? How dare you not listen to my young master."

   "Listen, listen." Without any hesitation, Wang Jinyuan nodded hastily, like a chicken pecking at rice: "The villain is just repairing books...just...just..."

  Fang Jifan sneered: "Get lost!"

  Wang Jinyuan didn't dare to speak anymore, and left without a word.

  Fang Jifan continued to pick up the pen, biting the tip of the pen, thinking deeply about the manuscript.

  …

  A letter was quickly sent to Qufu.

  This Yanshenggong Mansion is also called Dacheng Mansion. Gaiyin is enshrined in the Dacheng Hall as the most holy teacher.

  In the Dacheng Mansion, Duke Yan Sheng came out of the Dacheng Hall to sacrifice.

  He looked a little tired.

  Too many things have happened recently, although it has nothing to do with Qufu, but this Yan Shenggong knows in his heart that before this storm stops, this calm Qufu may be pulled into the quagmire at any time.

  Recently, he started to read new books.

   And during the sacrifice, in front of the ancestors, he recited a sacrificial oration related to Xinxue.

   Of course, this is superficial work.

  Yan Shenggong has let him know the situation of the capital through letters, especially some correspondence with the sons and daughters of the capital.

   Now that the outcome has been decided, everything has been cleared up.

  Yan Shenggong exhaled, sat down in the side hall, and someone poured tea immediately.

  He gently took the cup of tea, picked it up and took a sip.

   Well, it's delicious.

  The real person instantly felt comfortable.

  At this moment, a priest hurried over and said, "The capital has sent a letter."

  Yan Shenggong raised his eyelids slightly, and asked lightly, "Whose letter?"

  There are too many letters from the capital. After all, as descendants of saints, most of the princes of the current dynasty have kept correspondence with Yan Shenggong.

   "Duke Qi..."

  Hearing the words Qi Guogong, Yan Shengping's calm face suddenly became solemn, he suddenly got up, and slightly slumped in the direction of the capital.

"Qi Guogong is working hard every day, taking care of everything. Unexpectedly, there is another letter. It can be seen that he pays special attention to the matter of famous education. There is nothing better than enlightenment in governing the world. The Duke of Qi is dedicated to helping the country and educating the world. He is indeed a model for scholars in the world. It is admirable. Come, get his letter."

  Yan Shenggong took the letter and carefully opened it.

  Although he had a smile on his face, his hands were trembling slightly.

  The letter unfolded, and he read it for a long time, still maintaining a friendly face.

After that, he carefully put away the letter, raised his head, and said solemnly: "Duke Qi is really a strange man, he always has fantastic ideas, why didn't I think of such a good idea. Gentlemen are harmonious but different, that's probably the case." .In the letter, it can be said that every word is precious, which has benefited a lot. No wonder people say that the three thousand disciples of Qi Guogong are comparable to the teacher. Come..."

"exist."

Yan Shenggong stroked his beard and smiled, and said kindly: "Choose the children of the 3,000 clans to go to the Golden State. The Golden State is now also part of our Ming territory. Is there any reason not to educate others? Other scholars don't have to go. I, the Kong family, have no The reason for not going is that the money and food needed along the way will also be provided by the government, so there is no need to embarrass the court. The Kong family is deeply favored by the country, which is a matter of course."

After hearing these words, the priest was dumbfounded, opened his eyes wide, and looked at Yan Shenggong with an incredulous expression: "Three thousand households are going to the Golden Continent? My lord, this...is not right, it is very wrong. .”

  Yan Shenggong smiled and said: "What's wrong?"

  The priest shook his head again and again.

   "Grandpa, that Huangjinzhou is the place where the army is sent..."

  Yan Shenggong gave him a look of disapproval, and then said seriously.

   "That is the border of my Ming Dynasty. Prisoners can go there, and so can the people of the Kong family."

   "This... this... this..." The priest looked around and lowered his voice: "Grandpa, that Duke of Qi is really deceiving people too much, why did you treat him...so...so..."

  He wanted to say groveling, but he didn't dare to say it in the end.

   "Absurd." Yan Shenggong narrowed his eyes, looked at the priest, and said solemnly: "I am very close to Qi Guogong, as close as an uncle or nephew. Why do you interfere and sow dissension?"

  The face of the priest was ashes.

   After all, he is Yan Shenggong's confidant.

  Yan Shenggong heaved a sigh of relief, and then said quietly: "This is the foundation of our family, what do you know?"

  ...

  Fang Jifan has always been behind closed doors these days, tossing for more than a full month.

  During this period, Xiao Jing came here every now and then, all at the emperor's will, to see how the book was being compiled.

  This matter has spread all over the world, and everyone in the capital is looking forward to it.

   Only the teachers and students of Xishan Academy counted the days on their fingers, hoping for some news.

  Even the prince was alarmed.

He guessed that this must be Lao Fang wanting to study a physics book, which is Zhu Houzhao's old profession. Recently, his research institute has no direction, so he has to turn to study some machinery. Although he is not worried about doing nothing, he always feels bad. Take a breath.

   Now that Lao Fang is going to revise the book, maybe he has a new whimsical idea.

  Zhu Houzhao didn't even dare to disturb Fang Jifan, for fear that Fang Jifan would be influenced by the outside world.

  Finally, after a month, the Fang family got news that Fang Jifan finally went out for a stroll.

   All of a sudden, the entire capital was shaken.

  Everyone wants to know what kind of strange book this is.

   After all, some people think that this book must contain lies to confuse the public.

  Some people think that this book must be comparable to the Four Books and Five Classics, and it is a holy book for new learners.

   After Fang Jifan went out, Xishan Jianye was the first to inspect.

  Xishan Jianye is now responsible for the planning of the world's land.

After all, Xishan Bank has so much land in its hands, which ones are used as agricultural land, which ones are responsible for urban construction, which ones are used for laying bridges and roads in the future, and which ones are used as workshops. layout.

   Such a layout... is actually the most important thing. The gentry in the world still have some hope in their hearts, and they are all looking forward to it.

  Any planning can change the value of the land.

  If it is agricultural land, under the current situation, it is almost worthless.

  But if it is possible to build a house, the price will skyrocket ten times and a hundred times.

  Xishan Jianye, in conjunction with the Tuntian Office, dispatched a lot of manpower to conduct a new liquidation of all the land, and there was no mistake in which ones belonged to the Xishan Bank.

  Fang Jifan seemed very dissatisfied with the progress of Xishan Jianye, and cursed everyone viciously before returning angrily.

   On the way back, Fang Jifan saw Xiao Jingzheng bringing someone with him anxiously before he left home.

  As soon as he saw Fang Jifan's chariot and horse, Xiao Jing's eyes lit up, he hurriedly got off his horse, and saluted Fang Jifan's chariot: "I have seen Qi Guogong."

  Fang Jifan rolled up the curtain in the car, and when he saw Xiao Jing, he felt a little disgusted in his heart, this guy has been here so many times.

  Fang Jifan got out of the carriage, only glanced at him, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"

   Xiao Jing didn't beat around the bush, but went straight to the point.

   "Your Majesty heard that Qi Guogong is going out today. I think it is this book. Has it been repaired?"

   Sure enough...

  Fang Jifan sneered in his heart.

  The factory guard probably even went through the kitchen waste of Fang's family several times.

   Seeing Fang Jifan glaring at him, Xiao Jing was a little afraid, but think about it carefully, he is working for the emperor, what is he afraid of?

   Then he said with a smile: "If it is not repaired, there is no need to worry. Your Majesty just has great expectations for Qi Guogong, so he pays more attention to it. The servant can go back and report it."

  Fang Jifan shook his head and said, "You really guessed right, this book has been repaired."

  Xiao Jing heaved a long breath of relief when he heard it: "Really? But I don't know, where is this book?"

  Fang Jifan sighed: "If you don't hand over the book today, I'm afraid His Majesty will never give up. Let's go... I have to make a fool of myself. Come with me, and I will hand you a copy of the draft."

  Xiao Jing regained his energy, followed Fang Jifan all the way back to Fang's house, and then took a heavy small box.

  He didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and left with the small box in his hand.

  …

   Daming Palace.

   Fengtian Temple.

At this time, Emperor Hongzhi, as usual, would discuss the current political affairs with Liu Jian and others, perhaps because he heard some rumors before, so Emperor Hongzhi seemed restless, and he couldn't help casting his eyes outside the palace, as if waiting for something.

  Liu Jian and the three of them naturally knew what Emperor Hongzhi was thinking, and they also understood it. They tried their best to discuss the reports from various places today in a concise manner.

  But at this moment, footsteps came from outside.

  But saw Xiao Jing trotting in sweating profusely.

  Emperor Hongzhi sat upright, coughed, and signaled Li Dongyang not to continue talking.

  The three of Liu Jian also stopped abruptly, and set their eyes on Xiao Jing.

  Xiao Jing bowed down: "Your Majesty, Duke Qi's book has been edited and compiled. This is the draft for transcription."

  Emperor Hongzhi focused his gaze on the small box that Xiao Jing was holding.

  Thereupon, Long Yan was delighted, and Emperor Hongzhi said happily: "Okay, I have been looking forward to it for a long time, gentlemen, please follow me to have a look, it is the masterpiece of my son-in-law."

  So, Emperor Hongzhi winked at Xiao Jing.

  Xiao Jing hurriedly began to distribute the drafts.

  The three of Liu Jian also got a batch of manuscripts, they were full of interest, Liu Jian said with a smile: "I should read it myself."

   As he spoke, he looked down at the manuscript, looked at it carefully, and was a little dazed, so he raised his head and asked Xiao Jing.

   "Eunuch Xiao, did you get the wrong manuscript?"

  (end of this chapter)