Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

There are not many people here, but despite this, there are still a few people not far away watching.

Fang Xing didn't like this situation, but since Yan Dajian took the posture of a suffering master to find trouble, he would naturally not avoid the problem.

So he was puzzled and said: "Did you forget those things when you were an official in Fujian?"

Yan Dajian raised his head slightly and said, "Who has not done anything wrong with the officials in the world? Xing He Bo, don't you?"

"If Ben Bo has, it would be an unintentional mistake."

Fang Xing’s words made Yan Dajian pale. He wanted to refute, but Fang Xing raised his voice and continued: "You did it deliberately. You treat the people’s safety as a stubborn thing. The three evil spirits on that mountain are watching you. ! And their deaths are just because you want to delay and make things worse so that you can look even better."

The people nearby heard these words, and some people lowered their heads and laughed, probably laughing that Yan Dajian couldn't help but go to Fang Xing to reason.

And now that Fang Xing started, he didn't plan to leave room for Yan Dajian.

He said coldly: "In the end, you will benefit the most from the affairs of Guantai Mountain. This is the official hat that is stained with blood. Master Yan, are you afraid of dreaming at night?"

Yan Dajian stood there blankly, he wanted to refute, but the Guantai Mountain matter was one of his handles.

Back then, there were refugees in Guantai Mountain, and there were silver mines nearby. This was the reason for the ambiguous attitude of those officials.

Refugees are decent people. They escaped into the mountains to survive only because they were forced to live by the officials, only to avoid taxes.

And the silver mine...

"That silver mine has stopped, Lord Yan, Ben's people have rushed to Fujian, I hope you are innocent, but Ben feels..."

He patted Yan Dajian on the shoulder and left with a smile, like saying goodbye to a friend.

And Yan Dajian stood there and didn't leave for a long time.

The sun was shining, but he felt a coldness brewing in his bones.

"Master Yan, let's go."

The few people thought that Fang Xing and Yan Dajian were ordinary contradictions, and they shouted when they saw that Yan Dajian was in a daze.

Yan Dajian frowned slightly, lowered his head, watching the sun shine on his right body, leaving a shadow on his left side.

He didn't feel hot, and the cold all over his body made him tremble gently.

"Is this an injustice?"

He smiled nervously, then gradually raised his head.

He went all the way back to the ceremony department.

"I have seen the lord."

There is no Shangshu in the Ministry of Rites, and Yan Dajian is the biggest, so the officials have omitted the word Yan.

Yan Dajian smiled and nodded, telling people who go out from time to time not to have heatstroke.

The kind Yan Dajian has won the favor of many people, and everyone is sighing why he has not come to the appointment.

Yan Dajian didn't know why he didn't come, but he hoped he would never come.

The hundreds of officials in the imperial court were also staring at the position of Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, but the emperor put the matter aside, but attracted a group of people to covet it.

If the goal of officials is to continue to be promoted, then the goal of students is to learn as soon as possible.

The courses of Zhixing Academy are very rich, covering astronomy and geography, physical chemistry, mathematics and Confucianism...

Every student must study all subjects and cannot drop subjects.

The peaches and plums planted in those years are already colorful, and there are paths under the trees. Countless students walk along the paths every day with light footsteps.

"Hurry up, the graduation ceremony will begin soon."

The light footsteps immediately became hurried, and the students ran to the playground one after another.

Many people are already standing on the playground, and the teachers on the platform are waiting.

The students lined up very proficiently, and then the playground gradually quieted down.

It didn't take long before Fang Xing helped Xie Jin to appear.

The prince didn't come?

This discovery made the teachers and students a little surprised and a little bit lost.

After getting on the stage, Fang Xing was probably aware of these lost emotions and prepared to speak.

"You graduated. For the teachers, it is like driving the young eagles they taught out of the school. They will worry, but I think they will have more expectations."

"They are worried that you will be at a loss and don't know what your future goals are. They expect you to clear away those confusions and go on firmly when you see the goals."

There are quite a few graduates in this group, and there are more freshmen, and the playground is full of one-third of the space.

Fang Xing thought of the first teachers and students in a daze.

"...At that time we were more like a larger-scale private school. I had no confidence and was worried that someone might smash the brand. Of course, someone came and smashed it."

Everyone who knew about it was watching Fang Xing.

Without his existence, Daming is still the dominant Confucianist and he is lifeless.

"His Royal Highness occasionally feels cold, so this year's graduation ceremony will not come. However, he entrusted me to convey a sentence, to be a useful person to Daming!"

Fang Xing's face was already thick to a degree, and he passed his own words onto Corn's head, and still did not change his color.

"Being a good person is probably the most stupid way of saying it. I would rather let you be a person who does not harm others as much as possible. If it can be beneficial to Daming, then it is boundless merit."

"And training good people is only one of the goals of Zhixing Academy, but its more goal is Daming."

Fang Xing's tone was very calm, but the teachers and students were all excited.

This is the first time.

"Zhixing Academy’s previous goals were a bit vague, because we don’t want to provoke right and wrong, we just want to close the door and practice hard. Nowadays, there are a lot of students who graduated before and after. The students of science all over the country are like seeds. They have sprouted and taken root, teaching. Those people who are hungry for insights."

"This is our important goal. Whether you are a trader or farmer, or an official, please remember one point. I urge you to remember one point."

Fang Xing stretched out his index finger and said solemnly: "I want to be a seed, and let science blossom and bear fruit everywhere in Daming~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I want results!"

This is a declaration!

A declaration to fight against rites in a separate battle with Confucianism.

Xie Zhenliang was a little worried. He was worried that the conflict between the two sides would explode once the words were spread out.

The emperor stood on the side of science, constantly suppressing Confucianism, and various innovations were cutting the flesh of Confucianism.

This is gradual and reasonable.

But there is not only reason in the world, but more momentum!

Could it be said that Fang Xing believes that Confucianism is no longer as powerful as science?

He supported his old father and whispered: "Father, Shan Chang is eager to do this."

Xie Jin shook his head and said: "He is a little anxious, he seems to be worried about something."

"...I am worried that you will give up your ideals and what you have learned here in the long years, so... Remember your mission, Daming needs you to pay... You need to do it for your dreams. Fight with reason and fight."

In the Chief Secretary of Cochin, the skinny young lady is struggling with reason.

"Those women should be paid the same as men, because they do as much as men, so why can't they be paid for the same work?"

Chief Envoy Wang Delong said impatiently: "The workshops run by the government are all wages, but the workshops run by the merchants are not in the hands of the official, so go ahead."

The little girl was angry, her dark face was full of anger, "My lord, those women are the pillars of the family, they shouldn't be taken lightly!"

She started to cough as she said, and her body trembled violently, as if to cough up her heart and lungs.

Wang Delong felt soft and said, "Go and see the doctor. The official will consider the matter and ask the businessmen to speak."

"Thanks...cough cough cough! Thank you sir."

Xiao Niang's complexion was a little gray, and she was helped out.