Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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It's April.

The last bit of cold air finally dissipated, and the long-lost summer heat finally came, and the air seemed to be full of vitality.

At this time, the sweet potato finally produced fruit. A single sweet potato produced more than a dozen fruits, and the growth was excellent. Fang Jifan continued to cultivate it.

However, in order to prevent insect damage, these dozen or so sweet potatoes have adopted various cultivation methods, including water cultivation and soil cultivation. What needs to be done now is to reproduce a large number of seedlings.

It's just... After half a month in a row, it hasn't rained in this capital.

In the past weather, when winter passed, it was often spring with continuous drizzle, but now, the whole spring was in the midst of cold winter, and when the winter dissipated, it had already entered summer directly.

The impact of the Little Ice Age was far more than just the endless heavy snowfall. There was no drop of water in the past few days. This made the hundreds of households in the Xishan Tuntian complain endlessly, because... to divert water...

Zhang Xin is black and thin.

It's long gone when I first came to this Baihusuo, the appearance of thin skin and tender flesh, with rolled up sleeves, arms like black charcoal, a dark face, if there is a moon on it, it can play Bao Gong.

Fortunately, he is an honest man. As a child of a noble family, he has never experienced any hardship since he was a child. He didn't complain too much here. He will do whatever Fang Jifan asks him to do.

This made Fang Jifan very grateful for Zhang Shibo's coming. Without Zhang Shibo, he would fight a little every day and every three days, how could there be such a docile deputy Zhang?

All in all, Deputy Zhang Baihu is very easy to use and is a very good helper.

The other captains wailed every day at first, but gradually got used to it.

People are all managed. Fang Jifan is very satisfied every time he arrives at Xishan and sees the bustling labor scene here.

The only thing that is worrying is that because of the severe drought for several days, God still refuses to rain a drop, so that the land in Xishan is cracked.

This reminded Fang Jifan that in the twelfth year of Hongzhi, there was a severe drought in the capital.

This severe drought will last for a full month and a half, and it will be a disaster for the capital who has just passed the winter.

The reason why Fang Jifan ignored the drought at the beginning was not because of his bad memory.

In fact, in his previous life, as a guy with no education, no background, no background, and no girlfriend, the only thing he did was to study in the file room.

His memory is really surprisingly good, and because of various historical materials, it can be cross-verified. For example, when he reads the local chronicles of Beijing, the things recorded here can often be cross-verified with the records of Ming Shilu, or Qing Dynasty. Although the history of the Ming Dynasty compiled by human beings conflicts with the records of real records and local chronicles, there are many mutual confirmations in the general content.

The reason why Fang Jifan ignored it was because in the historical data, the records of droughts were too frequent, especially in the north. Almost every year, there were records of droughts in Shandong, Shanxi, Beijing, and no rain. "Drought in Huaibei, no rain, people hungry, people eating each other"... It is no wonder that Fang Jifan wanted to ignore the records of such droughts.

It's just that there are only a few words in the historical materials, and I don't feel much when I read it. After all, it's just a short paragraph of text.

But in this era where food depends on the sky, it is really shocking to see it in real time.

Looking at the cracked loess, in Zhuangzi everywhere, countless people are busy everywhere in order to divert water, but many rivers have dried up. Even if the water is diverted, it is limited. Sometimes it is inevitable to fight for water. It is at the foot of the emperor, and it is difficult for Shuntian Mansion to stop it.

Fortunately, Xishan is where the farmland is located, but no one dares to grab water!

In this world, only Fang Jifan robs others.

In Fang Jifan's heart, he really hoped that the sweet potato would grow quickly and produce more sweet potato seeds. Apart from the high yield per mu, the biggest feature of sweet potato is drought tolerance. If it can be widely planted, I don't know how many people can be saved.

It's just a pity, I don't know how much time it will take to raise seedlings right now.

Fang Jifan thought this way, this day in the Zhuangzi of Baihusuo in Tuntian, he looked at the sweet potatoes in the pots of water tanks, and these sweet potatoes all sprouted new shoots. He had countless expectations for sweet potatoes, but he didn't know what to do at this time I shouldn't have played this matter, but it's a pity that according to past experience, even if I played it myself, I'm afraid it would be just a fantasy in the eyes of people.

He came out of the conservatory feeling a little gloomy, and met Wang Shouren in the face.

It's this guy again, who hasn't left yet?

Apparently, Wang Shouren came here specially to find him, and he said excitedly with a little excitement on his face, "The student has figured it out."

"What?" Fang Jifan looked at him strangely, he really couldn't understand this person.

Wang Shouren was like an idiot, his eyes lit up, and he said: "Students want to understand why Wang Shi was defeated. Most of the people who gathered in Guizhou were guest troops from all over the world. These guest troops never fought in Guizhou." Experience, so although it is safe for Mr. Wang to line up troops, but..."

"Crazy!" Fang Jifan rolled his eyes at him!

You're so mentally retarded, you thought you figured something out, so it's been so long, and you're still thinking about it?

Fang Jifan also obeyed Wang Shouren, this great Confucianist who was respected by countless people in later generations, the saint who founded the sect, how could he...

What a muscle.

Sure enough, seeing is believing!

Now Fang Jifan has a lot of things to worry about, so he is not in the mood to deal with him anymore, and he is too lazy to bother with him, so he just walks away.

"The student's guess is correct, isn't it?" Wang Shouren seems to have gotten used to Fang Jifan's "speaking rudely", but it seems that everyone around Fang Jifan is willing to get used to Fang Jifan's temper.

In fact, this is also easy to understand. Anyone who comes into contact with Fang Jifan has low expectations of Fang Jifan. To put it bluntly, with Fang Jifan's reputation, not defecating in the street, it is already higher than many people's expectations ! Thinking that this notorious guy in the legend is not as shameless as in the rumors, and even has a good impression.

Fang Jifan didn't stop, but said impatiently: "Are you bothered? This is all old stuff."

However, Wang Shouren still followed behind him. This strange young man was persistent and followed Fang Jifan: "Students really admire Mr. Fang's prediction. It is ridiculous that students think they are familiar with the art of war, but they are actually talking about war on paper. They are really ashamed."

"Mr. Fang, why don't we find a place to sit and have a glass of water and wine?"

"Mr. Fang... the student is asking for advice with an open mind. I only hope that Mr. Fang will not hesitate to teach you."

Fang Jifan is very busy, he has a lot of big things to do, Wang Shouren, he admires it very much, but what he admires is the historical Wang Shouren who quelled the rebellion, had a high level of compulsion, and became a teacher of all ages, not the current one who thinks about it every day. He has to get to the bottom of everything, and even bother the guy who works.

Just kidding, how many taels of silver do I have every minute? I don’t have time to talk nonsense with you. Think about it yourself. Think slowly. After twenty years, won’t you become a master?

Fang Jifan's footsteps accelerated, Wang Shouren was born to be a martial arts person, walking like flying, like a follower, clinging to Fang Jifan, still saying: "Mr. Fang, if you are three of us, there must be my teacher; Mr. Fang is talented... …Students only have one question, and if they ask, they will never pester them.”

Hey……

Fang Jifan sighed, he was completely convinced, so he had to stop, looked back and said: "Ask, I am in a bad mood, hurry up, otherwise... I will beat you up..."

I wanted to say that the beating Ling Tang didn't even recognize you, but when I thought about it carefully, it seemed that I really couldn't beat this guy. One must be self-aware.

Wang Shouren took a deep look at Fang Jifan, and said, "How did Mr. Fang make such an accurate judgment? Mr. Fang will be young next year..."

Fang Jifan was silent for a moment, then said: "Knowledge and action are one!"

Four words...

Wang Shouren paused.

This unity of knowledge and action was originally proposed by Wang Shouren when he was giving lectures at Guiyang Wenming Academy in the third year of Zhengde in history.

But now, he is here, and heard Fang Jifan's four words of the unity of knowledge and action.

Of course, the unity of knowledge and action proposed by Wang Shouren is more on the philosophical level. The so-called knowledge is human ideology; behaviors combined.

However, Fang Jifan’s unity of knowledge and action here is obviously based on the judgment of Guizhou, that is to say, people should not just talk about it on paper, but should consider the actual situation, that is, people should not only learn knowledge, but also test their true knowledge through practice.

Wang Shouren was taken aback...

Obviously...Fang Jifan's four words are enough to make him realize.

He frowned deeply, and his whole body seemed to be lost in thought, but he suddenly turned a deaf ear to Fang Jifan and turned a blind eye.

Fang Jifan didn't bother to talk to him anymore, he was going to check on the captains digging canals to divert water, but now he changed his mind and went home first.

Returning home in a depressed mood, as soon as he entered the hall, he saw Xu Jing poking his head outside.

Fang Jifan glared at him, and lamented in his heart, why his disciples were becoming more and more like him, all of them were so wretched, and said sternly: "Get out."

"Yes." Xu Jing came in cautiously, as if he was afraid of being noticed, he couldn't help but look back a few times before giving up.

"What's the matter?" Fang Jifan didn't like such a wretched look.

Xu Jing said in a low voice: "Master, there are guests here today."

Fang Jifan said angrily: "If you have a guest, you will have a guest. It's none of my business."

Xu Jing hurriedly said: "I came to see the master. I heard that the master was not here, so I asked about the young master, and seeing that the young master was not there, so I left a note, oh, yes, and gave a pair of jade Bi, he said he heard that the young master likes gadgets, so he sent two sets for the young master to play with, and when he doesn't like them, just throw them away."

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