Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 229 The wall fell down and everyone pushed

  When the three characters Liu Daxia came out of Ma Wensheng's mouth, none of the ministers in the hall thought that these three characters had anything to do with the word gentleman.

   Even Xie Qian yelled angrily.

   Liu Jian's face was very indifferent.

  Although Li Dongyang didn't make a sound, his livid face said everything.

  In the past, the censors, Kedao, Geshizhong, and Hanlin who revered him, now, his face is full of hatred.

  Pretending to be coercive is a double-edged sword. You can gain a good reputation and become a gentleman, but if you play it off, you will be a sinner through the ages.

   There is nothing wrong with describing Liu Daxia as a sinner through the ages.

  Liu Daxia knew that he was out of play, his legs went limp, his whole body was boneless, he sat slumped on the ground, muttering something, trying to argue for himself, but his usual good eloquence could not be displayed at all now.

  What can he say at this moment, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes slightly widened, looking at the angry crowd in front of him in horror.

  Emperor Hongzhi was completely angry, and stared at Liu Daxia with round eyes: "You are a doctor in the Ministry of War. You are responsible for keeping all the charts and shipbuilding methods at that time. Why did you burn them all at once?"

   "Chen...Chen..." Liu Daxia was crying, not daring to look at the furious Emperor Hongzhi.

  The next thing he shivered, because... there was an even more terrifying truth about to be revealed.

  He lay on the ground, his body was like a sieve, and he said in a trembling voice: "I will die!"

"Your Majesty!" Someone reported it, and it was a censor who stood up: "I heard people say that during the Chenghua period, Liu Daxia burned all the sea charts in order to prevent Xiang Zhong, Minister of the Ministry of War, from obtaining the sea charts. Going back to the West is already a move, Liu Daxia simply did nothing but destroy the chart coefficients, this matter is not only widely spread, but it is also rumored that Liu Daxia has never denied this matter!"

  Emperor Hongzhi was shocked.

  He instantly understood something.

  If Liu Daxia was only negligent in his duties, he could still blame the subordinate scribes for their disadvantages, but now... this is not a negligence of duty. This is an official who thought he wanted to plead for the people, but because of his testimony, he used a big fire to gain a huge reputation.

   But what he burned were hundreds of millions of taels of silver, tens of millions of stones of grain, and hundreds of thousands of people who spent their lives accumulating previous experience.

   "Hehe..." Emperor Hongzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched. His expression had never been so terrifying.

  In an instant, the air froze, and no one dared to make a sound.

  Liu Daxia naturally felt the anger of Emperor Hongzhi, buried his head deeply, and kept saying: "I will die."

   Obviously, he didn't dare to refute, and he couldn't refute.

   "Beast!" Emperor Hongzhi stared at Liu Daxia coldly, raised his foot, and kicked him down hard.

  He had never done anything to a minister himself, but today, he couldn't help it.

   This kick directly kicked Liu Daxia's back of the head. Liu Daxia lost control of his head. With a bang, his forehead hit the copper brick hard. Suddenly, his forehead was **** and bloody.

  He didn't dare to wipe it off, and let the blood roll down his cheeks. He wailed like a dead dog, but unfortunately, no one sympathized with him anymore.

  Fang Jifan... cheating himself.

   This is a pit of death.

   But so what?

  Fang Jifan watched all this with a cold eye. In fact, whether Liu Daxia burned the chart was out of self-interest, or simply wanted to gain fame. In fact, it is not important anymore.

  Sanbao eunuch's lifelong energy has been burned by Liu Daxia. Just because of this alone, his death is not a pity.

   "Come here, take him down, and put him in custody at Fusi Prison in Beizhen, and tell Mou Bin that within three days, I want his confession!"

  Liu Daxia was desperate.

  He originally thought that perhaps his greatest possibility would be to be dismissed or resigned from office, but he never thought that his ending would be imprisonment.

  Even under the command of Mou Bin, Jin Yiwei is no longer ruthless as before, but once the imperial convicts are captured by His Majesty's personal orders, if they enter, life will be worse than death, and he can't help begging for mercy.

   "Your Majesty, please forgive me..."

  It's a pity that no one paid attention to him, a group of school captains outside the hall rushed in, dragged him up, and dragged him out like a dead dog: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

   Liu Daxia's wailing became farther and farther away.

  But there are all the courtiers, no one is willing to speak for him anymore, even those who are familiar with him are watching coldly from the beginning to the end, as if he is just a stranger.

  Emperor Hongzhi took a deep breath after being angry.

"Without sea charts and shipbuilding materials, all of this must be created from scratch. There is no reference from the predecessors, and no experience from the ancestors. This sea has to go down! The Ministry of War, first come up with a plan to sail to the West. The strategy must be fast, and all ministries must provide assistance, especially the Ministry of Household Affairs. Don’t be afraid of wasting money and food. If Emperor Wen can go to the West, so can I. If Emperor Wen can start from scratch, so can I!”

   "The minister obeys the order." Ma Wensheng did not hesitate. He knew very well that the voyage to the West was imminent, and whoever dared to stop it would be worth death.

  As the Minister of the Household Department, Li Dongyang is also a member of the class, so he spoke very solemnly.

"Veteran, let me make a promise first. When the Ministry of War formulates the regulations, money and food matters should not be considered. How to implement the voyage to the West as soon as possible is the most important thing. If there is a shortage of money or food, the household department will be difficult. If it is difficult, it will only be difficult for the household department. No matter how difficult it is , there will always be a way.”

Hong Zhong, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, also stood up. He used to be the inspector of Sichuan, and the governor of Jizhou military affairs. His life experience was similar to that of Xiang Zhong, the Shangshu of the Ministry of War. He had been dissatisfied with the matter for a long time, and was full of sympathy for Xiang Zhong, so he spoke at this time.

"The Ministry of Industry will do everything possible to recruit skilled craftsmen. In Fujian, Guangdong, Jiangsu, Zhejiang and other places, I think there are still many old craftsmen who have passed on some secret techniques of sea-building. Works."

Hong Zhong was deeply worried about this. Shipbuilding is different from seagoing shipbuilding. What Liu Daxia burned was the materials of ocean-going ships, which were so precious. supplies, even encountered pirates, how to fight, and where there is an island with fresh water on it, which can supply the fleet, where can it berth and dock, and what season is the wind and waves on the sea? What the Ministry of Industry can do is take advantage of the last batch of shipwrights and sailors who went to the West to try their best to collect some information from their descendants.

  Emperor Hongzhi's expression softened a little, he just shook his head and sighed immediately.

   "Thank you, gentlemen."

  He lost his mood, it was getting late outside.

   "Involving voyages to the West, whenever there is a report, no matter when, it must be reported to the palace immediately, and I will personally... read it one by one."

  After being overjoyed and furious, Emperor Hongzhi looked a little tired, and he took a deep look at Fang Jifan.

"Fang Jifan's offering of sweet potatoes has made me free from hunger in the Ming Dynasty for a hundred years. This is a great achievement. If one day, if I can find the pearl rice and corn, Fang Jifan will still be credited as the first achievement. Zhuqing... It's not early, so let's leave .”

   After finishing speaking, he turned around.

  The ministers were about to leave, but he suddenly turned around and said to Fang Jifan word by word: "Leave all the sweet potatoes you brought."

   "Oh." Fang Jifan said hurriedly: "I obey the order."

  I sighed in my heart, in this life, where do you go to find rice as big as pearls, and corn with a yield of one hundred stones per mu? It seems that Fang Jifan will never get the credit for this.

   Immediately, he became excited again. The most important thing was to participate. During the voyages, he could train the sailors again and again, continuously improve the shipbuilding technology, and let the entire Ming Dynasty see the world more clearly. More communication could be enhanced.

  Fang Jifan is not bragging about learning from each other's strengths, making up for one's weaknesses, and mastering such things. The Han people can beat their peers with a single finger.

   hurriedly led a group of captains out of the Meridian Gate.

Zhang Xin and his party followed Fang Jifan closely, all of them beaming with joy. Yang Da, the chief banner officer, pinched his calloused fingers, and kept counting with the people around him that this hereditary thousand household had a bright future and could give to his children and grandchildren. How much rice and salary did you bring.

When Fang Jifan came out of the palace all the way, he kept holding back, and finally got out of the Meridian Gate, raised his leg, kicked Yang Da hard, and reminded in a cold voice: "Dog, the price of rice is going to plummet, you still have to pay for it!" Your rice has some promise."

This kick directly made Yang Da lie down. If he fell to the ground in Xishan, there would be nothing in the mud, but the imperial road was paved with bricks, and Yang Da's knee was scratched. He grinned his teeth in pain, and hurriedly said aggrieved: "Damn it for being humble."

   "Go away, I hate it!" Fang Jifan waved at him impatiently.

   "Oh." Yang Da nodded obediently, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He was very happy. He saluted Fang Jifan, but hurriedly stood far away, not daring to approach Fang Jifan.

  But among the hundred households, including Yang Da, none of them dared to resent Fang Jifan.

  In other places, if the Shangguan is harsh, everyone will inevitably complain.

   But Fang Baihu is different. Although Fang Baihu is harsh, he is a person with methods. Not only has methods, but with credit, he will try his best to recommend you.

  The so-called father-son battle is actually the same reason. You watch the father hang up and beat his son all day long, but how many sons really resent their father? The reason is that after the beating, the sons know that although this father will beat you, but if it is good, he will be the first to think of you.

   Therefore, apart from the blood connection between father and son, there is this level of trust.

Now, Fang Jifan is their father, if you beat him up casually, you have to accept it. This is not because Yang Da and the others are lowly, but because...they believe that when the critical moment comes, Baihu will not treat them badly. Even on the battlefield, if they need someone behind them, then they also hope that the person standing behind them will be Fang Jifan.

  (end of this chapter)