Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 216 The Rise of Shennong

  Zhang Mao was obviously very angry. According to the previous practice, this time he was beaten again!

  In fact, Zhang Xin is not afraid of being beaten, he is really not afraid at all, anyway, he has long been used to being beaten.

  But when she heard that Xiaojie was cheated away by her father-in-law pretending to be sick, she suddenly felt as if she was about to twitch!

   It hurts a little, it hurts him! How much effort was wasted by his wife in order to support him, and she was deceived at this time. This week, the king's domain is in Kaifeng, and the two places are thousands of miles away, but he does not know when the husband and wife will meet again.

  Only this time, beyond Zhang Xin's expectation, Zhang Mao didn't hit him...

Zhang Mao, a stout man, was crying at this moment. He covered his eyes and said mournfully, "Do you think you are willing to beat you because you are a father? Are you afraid that you will not succeed? In this family, you are the youngest son and cannot inherit the title." Yes, what will you rely on to independently support your family in the future? Our Daming can only rely on military merit if we want to get a title. Without a title, even if you are given the position of military officer, so what? What about your father's grandchildren? At most, after two or three generations, your elder brother's house will still be the Duke of the state, but your grandson may be nothing more than a hereditary family."

"How can you farm the land, you..." At this point, Zhang Mao shook his head, with a sad and angry expression, and then he gritted his teeth: "Fang Jifan can make an earl by tossing around, but you follow him to farm. You are worthless all your life, and now even the king of Zhou has despised you, can't you repent? You listen to what my father said, and tomorrow, my father will find a way to transfer you to Jinwuwei, and after a while, go to Yungui , or go to the border town, or be transferred to the Beiwo Guard in the southeast, you can hold your breath and come back with credit."

   Zhang Xin knelt on the ground, just crying and dare not make a sound.

  Zhang Mao shouted to Zhang Xin angrily: "Speak up."

   Zhang Xin had tears in his eyes, but after thinking about it, he said: "Farming is related to the well-being of thousands of people. Fang Baihu said that we should think about the common people in the world, so..."

Zhang Mao was about to jump up, and said angrily: "Fang Jifan... he said that the world is the livelihood of the people? This stinky and shameless little thing, what is he, he doesn't know if he urinates by himself? How stupid are you?" To such an extent, he was fooled by such words, you go out and find out, is Fang Jifan a person for the sake of the world? You...you...you are so stupid..."

Zhang Xinxin started, looking embarrassed with tears streaming down his face, but his eyes were firm: "Father, my boy is not filial. Uncle Xinjian may be lying to me, but my boy... is willing! Even if it is a lie, I will be willing to do it, because I really want to Do something you like. My child does this not to prove himself, nor to earn any credit, not because of the bewitching of Uncle Xinjian, but because, only by looking at those crops, the child feels like a human being, like a useful person. My father, I will go to Kaifeng in person when I finish my busy work, and I will bring Xiaojie back when the time comes, father... child... death to death!"

   Zhang Mao was furious when he heard it, like an old cow, his chest heaved and he was gasping for breath.

His palms turned into fists, the casserole-sized fist with veins protruding, he gritted his teeth, his eyes seemed to be open, but at this moment, Zhang Mao cried again, and his fist softened in vain , but wiped his tears with the back of his hand: "My son is stupid, he is crazy, he is being fooled and he doesn't know it..."

  The tough man who was like an iron tower in the past, while wiping his tears, staggered around Zhang Xin under his feet step by step, and walked towards the door!

   It's just that Zhang Mao's crying became louder and louder, and he still murmured: "How did you get to this point? He was a very obedient child back then. He is no longer the good boy he used to be...my son..."

Staggering across the threshold, the night outside was very deep, and the cool wind swished in the early autumn night. With tears in his eyes, Zhang Mao disappeared into the thick ink-like night, and the crying sound finally became stronger and stronger. Far.

   Zhang Xin remained in his kneeling position for a long time, motionless. He tried hard to **** the snot that was about to slip out, his eyes were also red, and he stood up after a long time.

  The oil lamp was running, Zhang Mao's cry would never be forgotten in his mind, like needles, piercing him very painfully.

Then, he took out the many bamboo sheets that he brought back today, put out a thick notebook in front of the desk, wiped away his tears, and subconsciously said: "Xiaojie, you read it, and I will record it." , the ink is thicker..."

   "..."

  But no one responded to him.

  He raised his eyes in astonishment and looked at the void. There was nothing in the void. Only then did he realize that he might have lost his father or his wife.

Tears burst out uncontrollably, he sucked in his breath, suppressed his sadness, rubbed the ink with tears in his eyes, took the bamboo slices, picked up a pen, and began to record: "The vines in Xishanjia Village are yellowing, there is suspected to be pests, Either it was caused by the drizzle yesterday, or..."

  The candlelight shining slowly in Zhang Xin's eyes, this is the light reflected by the tears rolling in the eye sockets.

  …

   "What a pity."

  After learning that Zhang Xin's wife had run away, Fang Jifan suppressed his face in Xishan Baihu Office, showing a mournful look.

   "Yes, it's really regrettable." Wang Jinyuan shook his head and couldn't help sighing.

  Fang Jifan looked back and bared his teeth at the six disciples who came together: "Why don't you say anything?"

  Xu Jing hurriedly said: "Men, it's really regrettable."

   Tang Yin raised his head: "The student's wife also has a bad relationship with the student."

Fang Jifan looked at Tang Yin sympathetically. He knew that in history, Tang Yin's wife went back to her natal family because of the fraud case, and never came back again. It can be seen that this woman is not very authentic. Well, should Tang Yin be persuaded to divorce his wife? ?

   Just when Fang Jifan was pondering in his heart, he heard a voice that startled Fang Jifan: "Ah, what a pity..."

   It turned out that the three of Ouyang Zhi spoke.

  Their arcs of reflection... seem to be a little longer...

  Looking at their dull looks, Fang Jifan really had the urge to find a piece of tofu and shoot himself to death.

  Wang Shouren seemed to be always in the corner, as if he was always thinking, ah, no, he should be thinking forever.

  Fang Jifan didn't bother to talk to him, as long as he didn't think about deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors, he would let him go.

   Bringing students here today is actually to let them get familiar with the environment!

  Xishan Academy has been established. Although the school has not changed, it is still the same thatched huts, and the students are still the same OOXX or XXO. But after all, the shiny signboard has been hung up, which makes Fang Jifan feel very fulfilled.

  The six students, ready-made available people, of course have to make good use of them. You can’t eat for free every day, so bring them here first to get acquainted with the schoolchildren, and let them give lectures after their official duties.

As for other teachers, Fang Jifan also invited quite a few, including a Juren and a few scholars. They were all preparing to wait for the provincial or general examinations in Beijing, but their families were a little poor, so they could not afford to leave the school when they were studying in Beijing. He ran back and forth during the first exam, there was food and shelter here in Xishan, and Fang Jifan returned the money, so why not do it.

   Even, in the spring of next year, I am afraid that many Juren will enter Beijing, waiting for the imperial examination two years later, and Fang Jifan plans to recruit a few more Juren by then.

  Schoolchildren are still just beginning to be enlightened after all. The older ones are only about ten years old, and the younger ones are only seven or eight years old. It is impossible to teach any university questions.

  The weather is getting colder, which makes Fang Jifan feel better, and the Fang family will start selling coal again. It's like spring is here, and the animals are happier, because the mating season is here.

  After Wang Jinyuan expressed his regret, he looked at Fang Jifan and said, "By the way, someone came to our field a few days ago."

   "Walk?" Fang Jifan kept his expression.

   "It seems to be the censor. Nine times out of ten, he heard that we forced farmers to plant ten thousand-year-old ginseng, so... wanted to collect evidence to impeach Uncle Xinjian."

   "Oh..." Fang Jifan only nodded, but he didn't care much!

Don't be afraid, I didn't steal or rob. The impeachment of Yushi is simply a regular entertainment in the imperial court. Ordinary people can't enjoy this kind of treatment. Take a step back and say, even if you steal or rob yourself, you guys What about impeachment? Does Fang Jifan care about me? At most, it's nothing more than an imperial decree to issue a reprimand. Do I care about being scolded? I get scolded every day.

At this time, Wang Jinyuan approached Fang Jifan a little bit, with a little caution, and said in a low voice: "There is also that Hu businessman, that Hu businessman came here the day before yesterday, and he wanted to find my uncle. He said he was going to go back to the country. Yes, I want to see my uncle before I leave, and hope that my uncle can take care of me in the future, but unfortunately my uncle is not here, he is very regretful, so he left."

Fang Jifan said with a sullen face: "This old dog, nine times out of ten, still wants me to cover him for smuggling. Hmph, is Fang Jifan the one who waits for someone who disregards the laws of the country? Next time he dares to come, the court will not take it." Him, I caught him and hung him up and broke his legs first."

Wang Jinyuan said with a sneer: "He also heard that Uncle is very interested in flowers and exotic fruits, and left some things behind temporarily. He said that he brought them along the way when he came to Daming. If my uncle likes it... then Keep it for fun, if you don’t like it, just throw it away.”

and also…

  Fang Jifan narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were obviously brighter. Obviously, he was interested, and hurriedly said, "Where is the thing?"

   "The villain keeps it, so I know my uncle is interested." After speaking, Wang Jinyuan turned around to get it, and after only a moment of effort, he brought a kit.

  Wang Jinyuan put the bag lightly, and then, many things rolled out from the mouth of the bag.

   "This is..." Fang Jifan's eyes gradually released more brilliance, which was a bit bright.

  Good man, this is a treasure I found...

  …

Tiger has just finished writing this chapter, and he is really tired. It’s late at night, and he hasn’t had dinner yet, so I’m here to tell everyone that the first chapter will be updated tomorrow morning, around 8 o’clock. Everyone go to bed early tonight, and tomorrow will be the same Fifth watch!

  (end of this chapter)