Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 238 Saint

   When Xiao Jing said this, he smiled, with his hands behind his back, facing the dark corner of the side hall, the candlelight in the hall could only illuminate his side face, his smooth chin was lifted slightly, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

   "So who is hanging in the East Factory, have you forgotten?"

  The little **** said: "It's Prince Yue."

"That's it. Hanging the portrait of Lord Yue is to remind you all the time to be loyal! After purifying your body and entering the palace, you will be isolated from the outside world from now on. No wife and no children, there is nothing left in this world, except the Holy One."

   While talking, a **** hurried in.

   "His Majesty summons."

  Xiao Jing straightened his clothes, turned around and said to his godson.

   "Go, you come with us to face the saint."

"yes."

  The two, one in front and the other in the back, entered the warm pavilion, and saw the cabinet bachelor and the minister of the Ministry of war there.

  Xiao Jing stepped forward, Emperor Hongzhi looked up at him, and asked indifferently: "Is there any report in Guizhou?"

   "East Factory hasn't delivered yet."

   "Slower than the Ministry of War?" Emperor Hongzhi frowned and shook his head.

  Xiao Jing hurriedly opened his mouth to apologize.

   "The admiral of the servant girl is not effective in supervising the East Factory, please punish him by Your Majesty."

  Emperor Hongzhi pressed his hand towards him, and immediately let out a sigh of relief.

   "It's nothing serious. The mountains are high and the water is far away. Delays and mistakes along the way are inevitable."

   As he spoke, he lowered his head, glanced at the report of the Ministry of War, and then ignored Xiao Jing. His bright eyes could not help looking at Ma Wensheng, Minister of the Ministry of War, frowning in confusion.

   "Fang Qing's family has always been cautious. They went to Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan several times to suppress civil uprisings, and they did not miss any omissions. Why did they disobey orders this time? Is the capital of Guizhou not in harmony with Fang Qing's family?"

   Ma Wensheng hesitated for a while, moistened his throat, and said.

   "Your Majesty, I don't think it's a big deal. Zongbing Fang is an earl. When he arrives in Guizhou, he is no match for an ordinary army. If the local capitals don't report the facts, they wouldn't dare to provoke Zongbing Fang."

  Emperor Hongzhi nodded. He expected that the capital of Guizhou would really dare not risk his life on it.

   "Governor Wang Shi, no news?"

  Ma Wensheng sighed: "There is no news of Governor Wang's rescue of Anshun so far."

  Emperor Hongzhi frowned deeper: "I have a bad premonition, hey..."

  Ma Wensheng couldn't help thinking for a while when he heard the words, and then said every word carefully.

   "The news at the moment is too messy. If you want to know the truth of the matter, what happened in Guizhou, I'm afraid, you have to wait."

  Emperor Hongzhi nodded lightly and sighed.

   "I hope nothing happens."

   His voice fell.

Xie Qian, a cabinet scholar, said: "Your Majesty, I heard that in Guizhou, the governor and the general soldier were at odds, and Fang Zongbing disobeyed orders. It really didn't make a good start. The old minister thought that if the court didn't pay attention, he was afraid that this would be opened. Be the first, someone will follow in the future..."

   This is a crime.

   Xiao Jing secretly glanced at Xie Qian.

Xie Qian has always been known for his uprightness. He doesn't care who he sees, and he doesn't care about the other party's ways. Impeachment, this matter, everyone knows.

  Emperor Hongzhi kept his expression on his face, and lightly tapped his finger on the imperial case, noncommittal.

  Liu Jian and Li Dongyang remained silent.

   "Your Majesty, this is not a trivial matter." Xie Qian said anxiously: "If the general soldier can disobey orders without authorization, wouldn't it be a joke for the imperial court to set up a governor and military governor?"

  Emperor Hongzhi sighed, but raised his eyes to look at Xiao Jing.

   "Xiao Banban...what do you think?"

   "..."

  Liu Jian smiled, His Majesty did not ask Li Dongyu and himself for their opinions, but asked Xiao Jing. Isn't this meaning obvious enough?

   As far as the law is concerned, Fang Jinglong has violated the national law. This matter is big enough to be beheaded.

   Therefore, His Majesty asked Xiao Jing, but in fact, he wanted Xiao Jing to say what the emperor wanted to say.

  Xiao Jing is also a sensible person, so he couldn't help but smile at Emperor Hongzhi.

   "Your Majesty, this servant thinks that the matter is not so serious."

   Regardless of Xie Qian's displeased gaze, Xiao Jing said slowly.

"The Fang family's father and son have made great contributions to the court, and everyone knows it. Besides, Xin Xinbo has made great contributions to offering sweet potatoes. The soldiers and people all over the world are overjoyed. If his father is punished at this critical moment, what will happen in the court and the field? Slaves Boldly, you can probably guess that those who gossip will say that His Majesty's nature is too cold."

"Beyond the law is nothing more than reason. Guizhou has long mountains and rivers, and the rebels are rampant. Whether it is the governor Wang Shi or the commander-in-chief Fang Jinglong, they are all serving the court and sharing the worries of His Majesty. On this battlefield, there has always been an ever-changing situation. , Whoever said it clearly, discussing crimes now will only make the court seem unreasonable, so let's take another look at the humble opinions of slaves."

  Emperor Hongzhi smiled and nodded: "Xiao Banban, what you said makes sense."

   Xie Qian suddenly became dumb, and shook his head helplessly. His Majesty's attitude is self-evident.

   "Then take another look." Emperor Hongzhi cheered up, and said lightly: "But, Fang Jinglong is indeed wrong, so let me issue an order."

   "My emperor is wise." Xiao Jing hurriedly said.

"Speaking of the Fang family... this slave girl remembered one thing." Xiao Jing said with a smile: "The father and son of the Fang family are very admirable. I heard that... Uncle Xinjian took his disciples to give lectures in Xishan , There are quite a few scholars, fascinated, saying what new knowledge is, Your Majesty, Fang Jifan is a great talent, his knowledge must be very fresh."

   "..."

  The expressions of Liu Jian, Li Dongyang, and Xie Qian suddenly changed.

  Learning...still fresh...

  Scholars most admire the ancients rather than promote the new, and use freshness to describe knowledge, but you, Xiao Jing, have no knowledge.

  Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help muttering in his heart when he heard the words, fresh knowledge? Even though his emotions fluctuated, he still remained calm.

   "Go down."

   "The servant obeys the order." Xiao Jing said with a smile, and retreated.

His godson stood in front of the palace gate with his head lowered all the time without a chance to make a sound, so he also tiptoed out. When he saw his godfather walking away, he hurried after him and lowered his voice: "Godfather, Didn't I say that we like what His Majesty likes? But why did the godfather hit the Fang family when he was dying?"

  Xiao Jing stopped, looked back, stared at him sternly, and asked seriously: "What do you mean by beating back, do we have it?"

   "..."

  Xiao Jing said lightly: "We are praising Fang Jifan, what do you know, saying he is knowledgeable is also a bad thing?"

   "The servant girl seems to understand a little bit."

   "What do you understand?" Xiao Jing asked with narrowed eyes.

  "If you want to kill someone, you have to smile in front of your face, so you can go around behind the person and give him a knife."

  Xiao Jing folded his hands behind his back, and raised his eyebrows: "Nonsense, honesty, is our way of life. If you talk nonsense, be careful to pull out your tongue."

  ...

   "..."

  In the entire Snapper, there was an embarrassing atmosphere.

  Emperor Hongzhi was also dumbfounded.

  Fang Jifan has already started giving lectures.

   Still fresh knowledge.

   This is really thick-skinned to the extreme, so thick-skinned.

  Sighed secretly in his heart, then shook his head: "Fang Jifan, this is just a joke, don't take it seriously."

   "Yes." Liu Jian's mood was quite complicated.

   Xie Qian wanted to say something, but finally smiled wryly and shook his head.

  Li Dongyang smiled slightly: "Your Majesty said so."

  …

  Xishan here.

  The number of people who came to listen to the lecture began to increase.

   Not just schoolchildren, in fact, Wang Shouren took a two-day rest, and his classroom was already overcrowded.

  At the beginning, it was for the schoolchildren to listen to, but the teachers of the schoolchildren, the juren and scholars, have been listening.

  The more I listened, the more I felt that what this auspicious man named Wang Shouren said...was a little strange, it seemed a little unreasonable, but gradually, he felt reasonable.

  After listening like this for more than half a month, the ghosts and ghosts seemed to be different, and these scholars began to come to listen without stopping.

  Wang Shouren was born a theorist.

  His reasoning is always simple.

  Starting from the heart of empathy, it talked about the simplicity of the road, and then talked about the unity of knowledge and action.

  Once he started teaching, he entered a state of ecstasy, and he didn't bother to care whether he was a schoolboy or not, and whether he could accept it.

   Gradually, these few scholars who taught the enlightenment of schoolchildren here began to spread the story of Wang Shouren's lecture, which attracted many nearby scholars to attend.

  Someone is looking for something new.

   Some people feel deviant.

  The former wanted to join in the fun, but was also attracted by Wang Shouren's fresh knowledge.

  At least, whether you agree or not, Wang Shouren gave them a refreshing feeling.

  As for the latter, most of them came with hostility, holding hands when they came, looking at Wang Shouren coldly, wanting to seize Wang Shouren's arguments and mistakes and refute them at any time.

  However, such a scholar, compared to Wang Shouren, who was a scholar of the Imperial Academy of the Ming Dynasty, a sage born once in hundreds of years, who lived for more than 30 years and spent most of his life thinking about it.

   After a few words, he was refuted speechless.

   As a result, more people who want to mess up the situation came.

Fortunately, no matter how many scholars come, it is only a literary struggle, and it is not enough to beat Xinbo's disciples on the ground of Xinbo. The danger factor of "Qinyuanchun·Snow" is even higher. Think about it in front of the emperors, chanting Qinhuang Hanwu mesmerizingly, a little less literary; Tang Zong Songzu, a little less coquettish; a generation Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only know how to bend bows and shoot big eagles. The last sentence is simply the finishing touch.

  This sour...

In fact, even if he used his hands to deal with these scholars, Wang Shouren alone, even with bare hands, would be enough to beat dozens of scholars on the ground. All of you here...are spicy chickens.

  (end of this chapter)