Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Fang Jifan paused, hesitated for a while, and then raised his eyes. At this moment, Emperor Hongzhi looked at him with burning eyes.

Fang Jifan naturally knew what the emperor wanted to hear, so he said firmly without any hesitation.

"In this world, there is no Dragon Lord at all."

"..."

call……

Emperor Hongzhi's first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief.

Under the influence of the former emperor, Emperor Hongzhi was very disgusted with the theory of ghosts.

He didn't even believe that there were gods saying that.

But such a miraculous thing just happened, which made him feel shaken and a little uneasy.

If there are really ghosts in the world, then after he ascended the throne, he drove away so many swindling Taoists, wouldn't this completely shake the foundation of the evils he eradicated.

Now, these words came out of Fang Jifan's mouth, and he felt a sense of relief.

Seeing that Emperor Hongzhi was not as excited as before, Fang Jifan spoke in detail.

"Then Li Daoren, that is, the minister's nephew, doesn't know how to call the wind and rain. The reason why the crown prince and the minister pray for rain is not to pretend to be a ghost, but because people in the world firmly believe that God has not favored Daming, and there are even rumors and rumors. , saying that His Majesty is no longer the Son of Heaven."

The son of heaven is the son of heaven, who is ordered by heaven and has the sole command; this is the foundation of the emperor's power, and this set of theories has been passed down from source to source.

Therefore, almost all rulers choose to accept this set of theories.

But here comes the problem again, being ordered by the sky is a double-edged sword, it not only proves the legitimacy of the imperial power, but at the same time, it may also become a sword that stabs at the imperial power.

Ever since, there was the "Chen Shengwang" in the belly of the fish, and there was a stone man with one eye, jumping the Yellow River and turning the world.

The masses of the people are always very creative.

Fang Jifan used this as a spear to attack the shield of rumors and rumors. After the heavy rain, all the rumors were vulnerable to one blow and collapsed without attack.

Emperor Hongzhi nodded again and again, his bright eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked thoughtful. The next moment, his eyebrows moved inadvertently, and he said with a light smile.

"The Qing family's handling is the most appropriate."

If there is no such begging for rain, even if it rains, so what, the rumors will still spread in various ways, even if they are not as rampant as before, they will never stop.

But now, the world is quiet.

And these were all Fang Jifan's ideas. This begging for rain shattered all the rumors. Even so, Emperor Hongzhi was still very curious, so he raised his eyes and stared at Fang Jifan, asking puzzledly.

"But, how do you know that it will rain today?"

At this time, Fang Jifan had no choice but to continue to make up lies, his handsome face revealed sincerity, and he smiled lightly at Emperor Hongzhi.

"When I was young, I was taught by a Taoist. Your Majesty must have known about it."

"..." Emperor Hongzhi was a little confused, why did he turn to the Taoist again.

At this moment, Fang Jifan didn't care whether Emperor Hongzhi would doubt himself, but continued to speak.

"This man is quite good at observing the sky, and taught me some knowledge. After watching the sky, I expected that it is very likely to rain today."

He deliberately said it was very likely, but did not dare to say 100%, in order to leave room for it.

Although Fang Jifan is a brain-dead teenager, he is not stupid. If he can really observe the sky, the accuracy rate is so high. If he is tied up at that time, he will be hung on the observatory all day long to give weather forecasts, which will be miserable.

Hearing the words, Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help narrowing his eyes, and looked thoughtful again. At this time, he had a new understanding of Fang Jifan.

This guy's work... is reassuring, but his words are a bit...

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly remembered something, his brows furrowed, staring at Fang Jifan and asked.

"But what if there is no rain?"

"This..." Fang Jifan looked at Liu Jian and then at Xiao Jing, embarrassed to say.

Zhu Houzhao, on the other hand, kept holding back. Seeing that Fang Jifan remained silent and finally had a chance to speak, he grinned his teeth and said with a lot of negative energy: "The Taoist priest couldn't ask for rain, so he was naturally tied up and slaughtered to sacrifice to heaven."

"..."

This is really a big game of chess.

All of a sudden, the warm pavilion became quiet.

At this moment, Liu Jian's face turned green.

Xiao Jing and Mou Bin looked at Fang Jifan appreciatively, with faint smiles on the corners of their mouths.

Fang Jifan felt the strange eyes from Xiao Jing and Mou Bin, and said in his heart, what kind of eyes are you, don't appreciate me, I'm not the kind of person with unrighteous views, I'm a good person, how can I be so wicked.

Emperor Hongzhi felt depressed.

But he knew that he couldn't care about these details.

On the whole, Fang Jifan's affairs are handled beautifully.

He glared at Zhu Houzhao: "Nonsense!"

Zhu Houzhao knew that he had said something wrong, so he lowered his head in a hurry and dared not make a sound.

Emperor Hongzhi breathed a sigh of relief. Praying for rain was an explanation to his subjects. Those who believed in the destiny would naturally believe in praying for rain. If so, then the matter of praying for rain cannot be exposed. He was silent for a moment , looking at Fang Jifan, with a gentle voice.

"Jifan, I can't believe that you even understand the celestial phenomena. I was thinking, what else is hidden in your stomach?"

"

..."

Fang Jifan almost uttered a sentence, does the scientific concept of development count... I can sing, there has never been a savior, and there has never been a fairy emperor...

Of course, he dared not say it. Otherwise, the brain disease will not be able to save yourself.

Emperor Hongzhi stared at Fang Jifan with a smile on his face.

"Now you say, what else are you hiding, I want to hear, lest I should be surprised like today."

Fang Jifan thought for a while, but became serious: "I still have a unique secret skill."

Emperor Hongzhi was suddenly interested, his eyes became hot, and he stared straight at Fang Jifan.

"Let me hear it."

Fang Jifan said: "I can let you harvest twenty stones of grain for one mu of dry land."

"..."

All of a sudden, the warm pavilion became quiet.

It seems that even breathing has stopped.

The mu in the Ming Dynasty was about the same as that in later generations. The former was about 614 square meters, while the latter was 660 square meters.

But right now, the average yield per mu of Daming is mostly around two stones, and the stone of Daming is almost equal to one hundred and twenty catties, that is to say, one mu of land can harvest two hundred and fifty catties of grain, which is not too bad. up.

Of course, there is a geographical problem involved here. The land in the south is more fertile, and it is possible to harvest three stones per mu, while in the north, there are mostly dry land, and the yield of two stones is considered to be the sky. Famine, not to mention two stones, even one stone cannot be guaranteed.

Fang Jifan said in a big tone that the dry land can produce twenty shi of grain.

This is nearly a thousand catties.

Yield per mu... what does it mean?

Emperor Hongzhi couldn't imagine it.

Liu Jian and the others were also stunned, they couldn't even imagine it.

That is to say, the original 30 mu of land can support a family, and then four or five mu of land can maintain food and clothing for a family?

The atmosphere was in this silence for a long time... a long time

Sudden……

Xie Qian couldn't help laughing, and smiled: "Haha..."

No collapse. Although Xie Qian is still prudent, he is old and has a playful side. At least...he thinks Fang Jifan's joke is very interesting.

A mu can produce a thousand catties, so Xie Qian took off his head and kicked it with a kick. Of course, this is just a joke, harmless.

Liu Jian and Li Dongyang both smiled.

Emperor Hongzhi's face froze for a short time, and he couldn't help being happy. He was in a particularly good mood today. Looking at the rain outside, he thought that soon, rumors would spread everywhere that His Royal Highness is wise and loves the people like a child.

This son is not worrying, but Emperor Hongzhi is doing his best for him wholeheartedly. I just wish I could give him my heart.

This guy Fang Jifan is open-mouthed, even making jokes is so unconventional, um... However, he has worked hard this time. At the beginning, it seemed correct to let Fang Jifan accompany him to study in the East Palace.

Fang Jifan was depressed.

what's going on.

What I said is true.

But in the end, even himself laughed.

To be honest, if I hadn't been a human being in two lifetimes, if someone dared to tell me that growing grain could yield a harvest of one mu of grain, Fang Jifan would write the square characters upside down if he didn't break his leg.

"Ha ha……"

"Ha ha……"

Fang Jifan was speechless, and simply laughed louder: "Hahahahahahaha..." The sound shook the rubble, covering all the laughter.

In the warm pavilion, the atmosphere of joy permeated.

"Very good." Emperor Hongzhi didn't puncture Fang Jifan's bullshit. It is understandable that young people are aggressive and bragging: "Fang Qing's family, you have made great achievements this time, and I will let you live in the farm and wait for your mother." When the grain that yields twenty shi comes out, you will have to be rewarded heavily. As for that Taoist..."

I reward you a lot, but it's a pity that when the time comes... I feel like the leaders in my previous life, they are all young men who work hard.

Human nature is common.

Of course, Fang Jifan's aspirations are in Longquan Temple. Next, it's time for his nephew to show his ambitions. Fang Jifan said: "The surname is Li, and he is my nephew."

Emperor Hongzhi put away his smile and said sternly: "This Taoist has made meritorious service in praying for rain, and he will be granted the title of Daoist Immediately and given the title of Protector."

Real Dharma Protector.

A real person, rising slowly.

The most frightening thing is that this person was just an inconspicuous Taoist priest, and Daming has always been stingy with the title of real person.

The real person bestowed by Zhengyi can be counted with two hands. How can Li Chaowen Hede, with his luck, qualifications, and his poor IQ, in this life, if he is not a real person, he will be lower than a real person A first-level 'superior' is unthinkable.

But now, a prayer for rain has directly made Li Chaowen the best of the new generation of "Chao" in the north. In terms of official status, he is almost on the same level as Fang Jifan's brother Puji Zhenren.

Fang Jifan breathed a sigh of relief, the overall situation has been settled!

He was delighted in his heart, and said: "On behalf of my nephew, thank you, Your Majesty. Long live my emperor, I am aware of every detail, and I will all bathe in the grace of God..."

"That's enough." Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand, then, looking at the rain outside, he suddenly lost his mind and said to himself: "If you can produce twenty shi per mu, what will happen if you can produce twenty shi per mu?" What about the scene?"

In his heart, perhaps...Fang Jifan may have just made a small joke, but this small joke seemed to strike right into the depths of his heart.

If this is the case, it must be a remarkable spectacle of prosperity.

It's a pity that there is no such magic in this world.

Shaking his head, Emperor Hongzhi smiled.

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