Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 191 The overall situation has been decided

  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 the slightest hesitation.

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

   "..."

  Hoo...

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

  Influenced by 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 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 of the government; 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 heaven 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 the imperial power.

  So, there is the "Chen Shengwang" in the belly of the fish, and there is one eye of the stone man, jumping the Yellow River and turning the world.

  The masses of 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 a single 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 prayer for rain, even if it rains, so what, the rumors will still be full of tricks, 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.

  Fang Jifan didn't care whether Emperor Hongzhi doubted himself at the moment, but continued to speak.

   "This man is quite good at observing the sky, and taught me some knowledge. After observing 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 boy, he is not stupid. If he can really observe the sky, the accuracy rate is still so high. If he is **** at that time, he will be hung on the observatory all day long to give weather forecasts, which will be miserable.

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

   This guy does things... reassuring, but his words are a little...

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

   "But what if there is no rain?"

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

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

   "..."

  This is really a big game of chess.

   All of a sudden, the Snapper fell silent.

  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 cast by Xiao Jing and Mou Bin, and said in his heart, what kind of eyes are you, don’t appreciate me, I am not the kind of person with unrighteous views, I am a good person, how can I be so wicked.

  Emperor Hongzhi felt depressed.

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

  In general, Fang Jifan's affairs are handled very well.

  He glared at Zhu Houzhao: "Nonsense!"

  Zhu Houzhao knew that he had said something wrong, so he bowed 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 astronomical phenomena. I was thinking, what else is hidden in your belly?"

   "..."

  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. Otherwise, the brain disease will not be able to save yourself.

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

   "Now tell me, what are you hiding? I want to hear it, lest I should be surprised like today."

  Fang Jifan thought about it, 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 tell you."

  Fang Jifan said: "The minister can let one mu of dry land harvest twenty stones of grain."

   "..."

   All of a sudden, the Snapper became quiet.

  It seems that even breathing has stopped.

  The mu in the Ming Dynasty was about the same as that in the 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 spoke very loudly, saying that the dry land can produce twenty shi of grain.

  This is nearly a thousand catties.

   Yiqianjin per mu... What does it mean?

  Emperor Hongzhi could not imagine.

  Liu Jian and others were also stunned, and 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 is in this silence, after a long time... a long time

Sudden…

  Xie Qian couldn't help laughing, "Haha..."

   It’s not broken. 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.

  Mu can produce a thousand catties, he Xie Qian took off his head as 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 worried, but Emperor Hongzhi is wholeheartedly for his good. I just wish I could give him my heart.

  Fang Jifan is so open-minded, he is so unconventional even when joking, um... But, he has worked hard this time. At the beginning, it seemed correct to let Fang Jifan accompany him to read the East Palace.

  Fang Jifan was depressed.

what's going on.

   What I said is true.

   But in the end, even I laughed.

  To tell the truth, if I hadn’t been a man in two lifetimes, if someone dared to tell me that growing grain would yield a harvest of one mu of grain, Fang Jifan would have written the 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 will reward you very much, but it is a pity that when the time comes... I feel like the leaders in my previous life. They are all young men who work hard. I value you very much. If you work overtime, you will be promoted by then.

  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: “My surname is Li, and I’m your nephew.”

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

  A real Dharma protector.

  A real person, rising.

  The most frightening thing is that this person was just an inconspicuous Taoist priest. 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 He De? With his luck, qualifications, and his poor IQ, he will not be called a real person in this life, but he will be lower than a real person. A first-level 'superior' is unthinkable.

  Now, a prayer for rain directly made Li Chaowen the best of the new generation of "Chao" characters 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, my emperor is long live, I am aware of the details, and I will all bathe in the grace of God..."

"That's enough." Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand, and 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 it be like?" What about the scene?"

  In his heart, perhaps...Fang Jifan may have just made a small joke, but this small joke seemed to hit the depths of his heart all at once.

  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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  (end of this chapter)