The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

The emperor Hongzhi heard the words and smiled: "It is a book to follow the feudal princes, it must be the work of the heavens and the earth, and it will surely shine for all ages."

Fang Jifan suddenly showed his bitter gourd's face, holding his heart.

In fact, this is understandable.

After all, Fang Jifan has so many disciples, talented like Jiang Zhi crucian carp, not to mention anything else, just to say that some of his disciples who have already become official, some have created a new school, some have created the theory of national wealth, some have repaired The sea charts, as well as the poems of the people, are all wizards that have been hard to come by in a hundred years.

Then ... the apprentice is so, Master must be more powerful.

It's just that although Fang Jifan has accepted many disciples, he has never studied a book and has no body writing.

But now ... Fang Jifan suddenly said that he was going to revise the book, which was naturally noticeable.

But the other party's Jifan said, where is the expectation, this is clearly the pressure.

Fang Jifan sullenly smiled awkwardly: "This ... this ... Your Majesty ... Children are just for fun."

The ancients highly admired the study of books, and when they heard the two words, they would inevitably be respected. After all ... this is learning, and learning this thing is precious, after all, it is not a posterity, learning is overflowing, learning what to learn, teaching people The learned person naturally has no aura.

But in this era, someone is willing to teach you something, which is almost like a dad, why ... Because learning is not easy, learning is a luxury.

This is why the disciples generally regard Fang Jifan as their father.

Emperor Hongzhi slightly reproached: "What is this, even if you have the talent to learn it, how can you say this is a play? Is it playable?"

Fang Jifan: "..."

Emperor Hongzhi said: "If you want to study books, you must correct your mindset and treat him as a very serious matter. You must not have any idle mindset. The biggest dream of these great talents is' Bong Yuxiu Baiyutang, Chao Zhao riding horses next to the palace wall. ', What a glory this is. Playing with the word, out of your mouth, into my ears, I see you as a junior, I do n’t care, but if it is passed out, What do others think of it? Confucius is in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the chaotic thief is afraid. It can be seen how useful it is to compile the book. I know that you have great talents, and the books you have repaired are useful to all ages, only to be expected. Unfortunately ... I have nothing to learn, otherwise , Where do you need to go to study? "

Such a lesson made Fang Jifan suddenly feel that Alexander was not knowing what to say for a while. He thought about it, but said: "Children will not be repaired, they will not be repaired ..."

It's not that Fang Jifan refused to cultivate, he was determined to cultivate a book.

But where do you know, it will cause so many right and wrong ...

Lying trough, do you really treat me as Confucius?

Fang Jifan shook his head in a hurry.

Emperor Hongzhi was rather angry.

What he did not like was Fang Jifan's attitude towards learning.

If you learn this thing, do you come here and leave?

"Qing Nai Qi Guo Gong, is my humerus, how can I change it from time to time, this book must be repaired, come here ..."

Xiao Jing said: "The slave-servant is here."

"Fang Jifan composes for the general repair, and feels at ease to repair the book. After his book is completed, he orders people to copy the newspaper ..."

Fang Jifan: "..."

I can't afford it, I can't afford it ...

Fang Jifan was afraid and left the palace in a hurry.

Sitting in the horse-drawn carriage, I couldn't recover for a long time.

Actually ... he really had a playful attitude at first.

Where do I know, just write something in handwriting, my disciples heard the news, paid off, and ran to me when I was free, always wanting to find out what I am doing.

This was quickly spread in Xishan Academy, so the disciples of Xishan Academy had a lot of discussions and talked about it, just waiting to see the masterpiece of the teacher.

On the end of the street, twitter keeps talking.

Well now, even the emperor I know.

Nothing ... have to go home quickly.

After returning to the house, he hurried back to the study, and then burned the original manuscript clean, so that no one should know that this was his handwriting.

After destroying all traces, Fang Jifan was relieved.

But next ... he got a headache again.

Now even the emperor has asked, this book is compulsory, not to mention the whole world is paying attention to it!

What should I repair?

New school? Wang Shouren proposed it long ago.

economics? That Liu Wenshan not only wrote the theory of national wealth, but since then elaborated on the theory of national wealth, has already achieved fruitful results.

Looking at the world, I want to be the first person in the world, uh ... Xu Jing seems to have done it.

These **** disciples, this absorbed my nutrition and forced me to go nowhere.

As for other advanced theories, Fang Jifan feels that ... it seems too advanced. After all ... all theories come from reality, otherwise they are castles in the sky.

Fang Jifan began to frown and sigh.

It ’s a big trouble for His Majesty to hang a chief editor for himself.

I'm afraid ... I will know it all over the world.

It should be known that this post of chief editor seems to have little power, but it should be known that since Emperor Taizuo Gao, only the Cabinet Minister can hold the post.

The Central Plains dynasty called itself a state of etiquette. This state of etiquette originated from inheritance. What is inheritance? Is n’t that just a book?

With a book, no matter how many aliens have invaded and how many dark and turbulent times have gone through, as long as this book is still circulating, this root will be there, and there will always be a day when it will regain its light.

But now ...

Fang Jifan decided to procrastinate for a few days, his temper became more violent.

After waiting for more than ten days, someone came in the palace, but Xiao Jing came.

Xiao Jing smiled and said: "Qi Guogong, how are you?"

Fang Jifan's Da Lala said: "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty ordered his slave to ask, how is Qi Guogong's book repaired?"

Fang Jifan: "..."

Xiao Jing laughed again: "Grandpa, the slave-servant is just acting according to the will. Your majesty takes this matter very seriously. He repeatedly said that if there are any difficulties in the process of repairing books, it can be said When he comes out, the court will do his best to help. This book is the top priority ... "

Fang Jifan sighed: "There hasn't been any thoughts recently."

Xiao Jing nodded: "Your Majesty knows that Qi Guogong will always be tired, so you don't have to work too hard. The slave-servants come to order, just ask. If you can't fix it, Qi Guogong will rest at home. Yes. But ... "

Fang Jifan frowned: "But what?"

"But I do n’t know who it is. I said before your majesty, you will go to the Prince's Hall to go hunting in the mountains after some days. Your Majesty knew this, and then said, Qi Guogong ... you still have to collect your thoughts first, His Royal Highness The idlers are idle, but Qi Guogong is in charge of the great relationship, and the whole world is waiting for Qi Guogong's ancient life to be born.

Fang Jifan snapped the case and shouted loudly: "Can't even go out and play?"

Xiao Jing immediately said: "Ah, ah ... Qi Guogong, this is not what the slave-servant said. This is what your majesty said. Your majesty is afraid that you will be distracted."

Fang Jifan gritted his teeth and suddenly rejoiced: "Okay, I know, it's more than one month, and as little as half a month. I'll fix this book. Well, get out of it, and dare to stand in front of me. Fan face, I wo n’t believe if I do n’t kill you. ”

What makes Fang Jifan scary is that no matter how outrageous things he says from his mouth, he will be able to honor them. If he is killed, he will definitely be killed. Even Xiao Jing, he dare not guarantee himself Of absolute safety.

Xiao Jing shivered, and immediately said: "Yes, yes, yes ..."

Fang Jifan sighed, this book is really uncultivable, and it must be repaired quickly. If not, it would be no different from imprisonment.

Fang Jifan did not dare to hesitate and simply hid in the library to write and paint.

Two days later, Wang Jinyuan came to the door and said, "Young Master ... That Qufu ... There is a letter again."

Fang Jifan only looked up at Wang Jinyuan, and said in his mouth: "Which dog thing came to the letter?"

Wang Jinyuan said with joy: "The one who is Qufu ... that one ..."

Although Wang Jinyuan was a merchant, he was ... very respectful to Saint Kong, so ... it ’s not good to call it a slogan.

Fang Ji said calmly, "What did you say?"

"He said that he had conquered the criticism of Qi Guogong, and then he was banned for a few days at home. In the ancestral ancestral hall of the ancestors, he thought about it face-to-face, and now it is a repentance, saying that Qi Guogong teaches that Qi Guogong is a senior, a descendant of his sages. It is really ashamed to say that it is based on the year of the tooth. It is now in the palace, and it orders the priests to read the books to distinguish the seniority of Qi Guogong. In addition, he also ordered people to bring some Shandong Qi ’s specialty came, and he asked Qi Guogong to laugh, and said that Qi Guogong is a predecessor ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ What ’s the matter, just write a book and give it a command. He also admired Qi Guogong ’s promotion of the sacred school, and he had many things , I hope that I can discuss teaching with Qi Guogong. "

Fang Jifan pursed his lips: "I suddenly like to deal with people in Qufu. No wonder everyone likes them in the past dynasties. It seems that they are also extraordinary. What did he say, even if he asked? Is this requirement ... excessive? I want to send them all to Golden Island in order to promote the sacred school ... "

Wang Jinyuan was so scared that his face was green. He quickly waved his hand and said: "I can't make it, I can't make it. If so, how would the Supreme Holy Master sacrifice?"

Fang Jifan said: "I didn't let Yan Shengyang go in person, just let his people go. He is the bloodline of the first holy master's heirs, but other people, aren't they the children of the most holy predecessor? many……"

Wang Jinyuan: "..."

Fang Jifan thought in his heart that it has long been rumored that Yan Shenggong's government was not good for his people. Except for the near-branched brothels, the far-branches have almost all been reduced to tenants, and the situation is extremely miserable, even trapped in their identity. , Being arbitrarily exploited by the house owner, this is good. Our Fang Jifan still respects the saints. Sending some of his descendants to Golden Isles can be regarded as allowing these poor people to live and work in peace.