Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 832 Resentment and revenge

  The news has spread.

  This news is worrying.

   After all, this involves the lives of too many people.

  Although many people still dare not speak out, this resentment has begun to brew.

  The torrential rain that occurs once in three hundred years is bound to come within these two months.

   Li Chaowen knelt at Fang Jifan's feet, and he also convinced this uncle. The land that was originally worthless was in the hands of the uncle, and the price directly increased by tens of thousands of times, convinced, really convinced.

   "Uncle, you old man, ordered Xiaodao to come, what orders do you have?"

  Even if Li Chaowen appears to be obsequious, it doesn't hurt the viewer, but the two parties are uncles and nephews, so it doesn't hurt the elegance.

  Fang Jifan sat lazily and sipped his tea: "I have something for you to do. In the middle of May, there will be heavy rain. You are the real person of Longquan Temple. Do you want to give some warning to the capital?"

   "Ah..." Li Chaowen was stunned.

  It is only March, two months, there will be heavy rain.

   Logically speaking, it was already summer at that time, and it was normal for there to be heavy rain. There is no warning for this. What's more, how can Master Uncle be sure?

   Seeing Li Chaowen's hesitant expression, Fang Jifan said with a smile, "This is a heavy rain that has never been seen in three hundred years."

  Li Chaowen understood that the rainstorm was a bit heavy, and early warning was necessary.

  Thinking about it like this, he didn't hesitate: "My nephew understands, my uncle's mana is so powerful, my nephew admires me."

  Never mind him, I will do whatever my uncle asks me to do. Even if there is no heavy rain, with my uncle around, my status as a real person is as solid as gold.

  Li Chaowen kowtowed: "Nephew, please warn the shrine priest and official secretary."

   "Go."

  Fang Jifan waved his hand.

  "Yes yes yes..." Li Chaowen nodded with a smile, he was about to leave: "A few days ago, I heard that someone went to Baiyun Temple..." He coughed: "The luck of Kanyu New City."

  Fang Jifan frowned slightly, Baiyun Temple?

  This Baiyun temple belongs to the Quanzhen sect.

   Quanzhen Sect is mainly based on internal and external cultivation, and its teachings are a bit casual. In summary, it is, believe in love, and leave if you don’t believe in it. Don’t disturb the Taoist Qingxiu.

  They are different from Zhengyi. They are not very keen on the matters of using talismans, elixir, and rituals of fasting.

  In general, the difference between Zhengyi Dao and Quanzhen Dao lies in the fact that one emphasizes joining the world while the other emphasizes leaving the world.

  Thus, most of these ordinary Buddhist rituals are done together.

   Now someone is going to Quanzhen Taoist to explore the new city. What does this mean?

  Fang Jifan looked at Li Chaowen: "How about Baiyun Temple?"

   "This..." Li Chaowen said awkwardly, "Baiyun Temple ignored them."

   It seems that Quanzhen Taoism is still very loyal. Fang Jifan is happy, he likes such a Daoist.

   "But..." Li Chaowen smiled wryly: "In Beijing, there is a so-called monk from outside the country. He claims to be good at the art of observing ominous and ominous feng shui, saying that this new city is a place of great ominous danger."

  Fang Jifan was furious immediately: "This observation of Fengshui is the treasure of my Han culture. How can a bald donkey from a foreign country make irresponsible remarks here, and the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple have not held them accountable?"

   "I can't say it." Li Chaowen said: "This person is an envoy sent by the Great Treasure King Uzang, claiming to be..."

  Fang Jifan folded his hands behind his back: "Okay, I understand, I will deal with it, you release the news of the rainstorm first."

"yes."

   What Fang Jifan hates the most is that there are foreign countries who come here to fill in the numbers and desecrate our long-standing culture of the Han Dynasty.

  What do you mean, saying that my place is very fierce, it is because someone wants to lower the house price behind the scenes, right?

  The skin is really eight feet thick, smelly and shameless.

  Fang Jifan returned to Xishan's mansion with his hands behind his back, so angry that he was about to vomit blood.

  More than 20 children were sitting and eating in a row. They were holding wooden bowls and wooden spoons, and they ate heartily.

  Zhu Xiurong seems a little bit tired. It is very tiring to take care of bear children. She has to be the mother of more than 20 children.

   But it seems... has become a very important thing for him.

  Fang Jifan stood at the door and took a look with his head.

  Fang Zhengqing and Zhu Zaimo were holding his small wooden bowl, scooping porridge with a wooden spoon, and delivering it to Zhu Zaimo's mouth. Zhu Zaimo bit the porridge and ate it cheerfully.

  At this time, Fang Zhengqing immediately shouted when he saw Fang Jifan: "Father!"

  The children were boiling and shouted: "Father..."

  Fang Jifan shrank back in a hurry, it was so scary, these brats, called daddy, you have to pay too.

  Furthermore, your father may be my disciple and grandson. I, Fang Jifan, are your ancestors.

  But when one of the young children yelled, the others yelled in disorder.

  Seeing this, Zhu Xiurong ordered the nuns to take the child and come out.

  The two arrived at the main hall one after the other. Zhu Xiurong poured tea for Fang Jifan himself, and said shyly, "Look, how kind they are. These children are very well-behaved."

  Fang Jifan took a sip of tea: "Why did I see that Zhengqing lost weight?" After finishing speaking, he said, "These children are doing well."

  Zhu Xiurong brushed the messy hair on his forehead, and said with a smoky smile: "They are very well-behaved, they are all good children."

  Fang Jifan thought to himself, they are all brats.

   Zhu Xiurong remembered something: "How can I see what's on your mind?"

  Fang Jifan shook his head: "I don't have anything on my mind, it's just that someone is out there, slandering and slandering my reputation."

  Zhu Xiurong said: "Then I have to go and talk to the queen mother, and the godmother will explain it to the emperor."

  Fang Jifan felt warm in his heart, she is really a good woman, except for the messy knitting of the sweater, there are almost no defects.

  Fang Jifan smiled and said: "That's not necessary."

  …

  The progress of the project began to accelerate.

  One by one, after the main frame is completed, the tiles are started, and then the interior is repaired and ready for decoration.

   A few days later, Wang Bushi came again with many people, and they asked to check out.

  Many of the people who came were officials from the court, and they had great concerns about the quality of the project.

I thought that Fang Jifan would be intimidated when talking about checking out, but who knew that Fang Jifan only put his hands behind his back and said, "Okay, welcome, but after all, you borrowed a loan. Of course, the money will be returned in full, but it can be compared with the loan from the bank. The interest, however, can’t be less than a penny, if the loan is repaid in advance, the loan of ten thousand taels of silver, at least eleven thousand taels would have to be repaid.”

  Everyone didn't expect Fang Jifan to be so happy.

  But when they thought that they would lose more than a thousand taels of silver, some people started to back off.

  Wang Bushi looked hesitant, he really has no money now.

  Even if Fang Jifan refunds him the house money now and asks him to repay the loan, it would be too bad.

  After several months of operation, he found that if he continued to make such a fuss, his house would be gone, and he was afraid that the property would be empty.

  He stopped talking.

   It was Liu Shixue who was angry: "Oh, do you think these methods can deter us? I'll retreat. The monk Fan of Uzang said that this place is a place of great danger, not to mention, it's better to use secondaries."

  He took the lead, and more than a dozen people responded.

  Fang Jifan was very happy and asked them to go through the formalities directly.

  Others were troubled.

  Especially Wang Bushi, full of grief and indignation.

  After Fang Jifan explained, he was already wearing a rattan hat and rushed to the project.

  May is coming, race against time.

   It's just this gossip, more and more.

   Napanbang monk Tsering Nima is very popular in Beijing.

Wu Sizang once served the Yuan Dynasty, and the Yuan Dynasty even regarded their Buddhism as the state religion, which also made it spread widely. However, people seem to be quite interested in such mysterious teachings.

   This person came to Beijing from the Dharma King of Uzang. It is said that Tsering Nima is also an eminent monk who has attained the Tao.

  In this world, there have always been sensationalists.

   But thinking about it carefully, this person is indeed extremely wise.

  He came to Beijing, on the one hand, to pay tribute, and on the other hand, he did not have the mind to broaden the Uzang Buddhism. But how can we get everyone's attention? Now the capital is all paying attention to Xincheng. As soon as he said this, his reputation immediately shocked the capital.

   What's more, others are afraid of Fang Jifan, but he is the envoy of Uzang. With this status, there is no need to be afraid.

   Those who are dissatisfied with the new city like Liu Kuan, Tsering Nima's words are exactly what they want, and they are naturally happy to see the result.

   Those who bought a house also paid attention to these words, but they were a little more worried.

   In mid-May, the court meeting began.

  Fang Jifan looked at the weather and saw that there was no sign of heavy rain yet. For a while, he was a little dazed.

   Could it be that the climate has also changed with my own arrival?

   No, Fang Jifan is not a dragon, but can change nature?

  Early in the morning, he entered the palace. A few days ago, he was busy with the construction of the project. It is impossible for him to stay out of such a large project.

  Now that Tsiren Nima is getting more and more limelight, it will be impossible to let him continue to mess around like this.

  Fang Jifan put on court clothes, and at the same time sent someone to invite Li Chaowen to rush out of the palace, waiting for himself to report to the emperor and summon his nephew.

   Immediately, Fang Jifan set off to Meridian Gate.

  Go to the Meridian Gate, and then enter the Fengtian Hall, where all the officials are in place, and Emperor Hongzhi ascends to the throne.

  Liu Jiangang is about to start preparing to preside over this court meeting.

  Suddenly, someone said: "Your Majesty, I have something to play."

  Liu Jian is also convinced, eventful autumn, eventful autumn.

  Ever since the new city was built, the ministries have never stopped.

  But when you think about it carefully, it is true that too many people's lives are involved, who doesn't care?

   Liu Jian looked at the speaker, and it was not Fang Jifan who was it.

But seeing Fang Jifan's momentum like a rainbow, he said seriously: "Your Majesty, there is a group of envoys who should have come to our Ming Dynasty to pay tribute, but after he arrived in Beijing, he repeatedly plagiarized the essence of my Ming culture, went around to deceive the public, and slandered my ministers. Unbearable to be disturbed, please Your Majesty today to uphold justice for my ministers."

   As he spoke, Fang Jifan yelled at the team of envoys: "Tsering Nima, come out!"

  ...

The first chapter was delivered, and I went to class this morning. I originally wanted to use my mobile phone to type, but who knew that today I met a professor from a music school. Well, he is good at pipa, and he was fascinated by listening to it, especially after listening to his " The performance of House of Flying Daggers, well, the tiger stopped pretending, which means... the update of the tiger is late, sorry.

  (end of this chapter)