Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"Jin Youzi wrote to the capital."

Fang Xing was resting. He went to the construction site once a day and then came back to rest.

Such a supervisor is naturally unqualified, but as the emperor's representative, Cao Fei ignored it.

The flowers and trees in the yard have a hint of green, and the spores of the branches are tender and unbearable to touch.

A chubby hand pinched the spore, and then squeezed it hard.

Cao Fei let go of his hand and saw the spores crushed. Only then did he look at the green sap smeared on his hand with satisfaction.

He slowly turned around under the tree, put his hands behind him, and slowly rubbed his fingers.

Under the big tree is a recliner, and beside the recliner is a small table.

Fang awoke lying in the reclining chair, and a pot of steamy tea was on the small table.

Fang Xing's attitude towards him was lukewarm, but he was not shy about topics.

"The people in Dongchang took advantage of the opportunity of the messenger to rest in the post and saw the letter and copied a copy for our family. Would you like to read it?"

Fang Xing did not open his eyes, but shook his head slightly.

Cao Fei felt that Fang Xing's morale was a little low, so he said: "Jin Youzi issued five letters at once, including one for each of the bachelor's degree in political affairs, and some friends."

Seeing Fang Xing didn't even lift his eyelids, Cao Fei was angry, but he had to continue talking.

"The five letters are much the same, but Jin Youzi worries about the future of Confucianism in the letter. He feels that Confucianism and Confucianism today are too reckless. Compared with science, one is Yangchun Baixue, and the other is the lower Liba, who is tall and widowed. This is not a good thing."

"Neurologically high and widowed!"

Fang Xing finally opened his eyes. He reached out and picked up the teapot, took a sip from the spout, and then lay down heavily.

He sighed comfortably, and said: "What the people want is knowledge that can improve their living abilities, not just what they are, let alone **** poems and articles. Jin Youzi can see through this, but he is only one person, but Confucianism is tens of millions. Man, does he want to be a car with a man's arm?"

Fang Xing laughed suddenly, very embarrassed.

"I thought about Yang Rong, but he was attached to the official position of the first assistant, and he refused to take the lead. I thought about Yang Shiqi, but Lao Yang was an old-fashioned man. He never felt that Confucianism needed improvement, and he wished to literally. "

Fang Xing smiled and shook his head: "Who is left with that prestige? If Huang Huai's body does this, I am afraid it will not survive for a few years. As for Yang Pu, it is deep in the city, but not deep enough, of course not. Willing to make the first bird."

He moved his body up slowly, held the teapot in his hands to warm him, and sighed slightly: "Jin Youzi is a fool! I saw him wrong in the past."

He used to dislike each other with Jin Youzi, and there were a lot of fights over the court.

Cao Fei said coldly: "We don't care about the matter between you, but your Majesty asked us to see the limelight. We will leave later."

"All the way south?"

"right."

The two were silent for a while, and Fang Xing said: "Don't care about this. Your Majesty cares too much about the opinions of others, so these talents dare to use the Prince's business as a bargaining chip."

Cao Fei lowered his head slightly, "You underestimated those people."

Fang Xing said helplessly, "Is this worried that the prince will be full of enemies in the future, right?"

Cao Fei nodded and said, "If this is the case, the life of the prince will be more difficult than the days of His Majesty, and..."

He glanced at Fang Xing, and saw that he closed his eyes again, and said: "Our family is old and has not been alive for a long time, so we will say something rebellious."

"You say yours, no matter how rebellious you are, your Majesty will not hear you."

Until now, Fang Xing still closed his eyes lazily.

Cao Fei pointed at him angrily and said, "You don't want to think that when the time comes, the future prince will be enthroned, but you find that there is a fierce relationship between the emperor and his ministers. How can this Daming continue?"

Fang Xing was still indifferent, Cao Fei was so angry that he snatched the teapot in his hand, and was stunned when he was about to fall.

"you……"

Cao Fei suddenly realized: "Are you eager?"

Fang Xing sighed and said, "You are a waiter, why do you care about so much? Don't you be afraid of being slapped for political crimes?"

Cao Fei sneered and said, "Our family should have died a long time ago. But you Xinghe Bo is even more damned."

He threw the teapot aside, banged, and a knife came in outside, and he was about to rush over when he saw it.

Fang Xing waved his hand slightly.

Cao Fei, who didn't know the knife went in and out the whole process, was still furious.

He pointed to Fang Xing and cursed: "Good, you Xinghe uncle, this is for your science. You sold your majesty to those people. Can you be worthy of your majesty's trust in you? Can you be worthy of the emperor Wen and the emperor's trust in you? Love?"

Fang Xing still ignored him.

Cao Fei sighed, and even received his anger, and said: "But does your majesty know the whole process? Xing He Bo, why does your majesty want to open his eyes for science?"

Fang Xing did not admit or deny, "Those who care about Daming and those who understand science will brag about science."

There are many flavors in this statement, but Cao Fei tasted it.

He sighed, then walked to stand under the tree, looking at the spores that he had crushed earlier, with a melancholy expression.

"What's the use?"

Cao Fei has been in the palace for a lifetime, and he has a profound understanding of human nature and heart.

"People don't serve themselves, the heavens are destroyed, whether it is Yang Rong or Yan Dajian, including Chen Mo, they must first think of their own benefits, and secondly, national affairs, Xinghe Bo, how weak is your majesty and your power!"

Fang Xing sat upright for the first time. He glanced at the broken teapot and said regretfully: "It's a good pot, it's a pity."

Cao Fei heard some meaning, and urged: "If you have something to say, if it can make our family feel at ease, even if our family is going to copy the house before going south, we will copy you a good teapot."

Fang Xing stretched out his hand, Cao Fei was shocked, and then cursed, "Stingy!"

Swearing, he still stretched out his hand to give Fang Xing a high-five.

Fang Xing said slowly: "If Daming wants to prosper for a long time, science can't suppress it. A consensus must be formed on this point, including you. Do you know this truth?"

Cao Fei rolled his eyes and said, "Our family knows a fart! Say it quickly."

Fang Xing smiled: "From the beginning of the privilege of the gentry to the preparation of the honor, everyone is planning for the future of science, but there are not many that can be seen through."

"You are not smart enough, so be careful when you go south and don't be fooled."

Fang Xing did not forget to tease Cao Fei, "How can the gentry earn a living without the privileges? No one wanted to teach students in social studies before, but now? Now you go to see ~www.wuxiaspot.com~the number of gentlemen in social studies in various places It's already full, and countless gentry are waiting to sign up!"

"What does this have to do with science?"

Cao Fei was still puzzled, but his attitude was much better.

"How many gentry can make money in business?"

Fang Xing said triumphantly: "It's not impossible to sit and eat in the sky, but how many companies can do this calmly? What about the remaining gentry? Chaozhong doesn't care about their food, so they have to find a way out."

"What do you want to say?"

Fang Xing smiled: "The scale of the academy was expanded. At that time, many Confucian teachers were recruited, and there was a huge demand for science teachers in various places, and the gentry had a basic knowledge. If they were to explain the basic teaching materials, they would certainly be competent... "

Cao Fei said in surprise: "Is this persecuting them?"

Fang Xing sneered: "Do you have to talk about a method?"

Cao Fei was amazed: "This kind of long-term method is not good for our family. I don't understand it, but your majesty can see it clearly. It can be seen that it is a rare Mingjun."

"What about the honors?"

"Xunqi?"

Fang Xing said: "Xun Qi knows that the future is not good, he must find a way to survive, martial arts is the biggest way out, but what is taught in martial arts?"

Cao Fei shook his head, confused.

Fang Xing said: "Most of the courses in martial arts are closely related to science. Physical chemistry is a compulsory course, as well as geography. It is a variant of Zhixing Academy, understand?"

Fang Xing got up and said: "If there is no such arrangement, how can your majesty take out the prince's affairs now?"

Cao Fei was dumbfounded.

"Our family has seen countless conspiracies and tricks in the palace, but in front of these layouts, our family... hey!"

Fang Xing said indifferently, "Is it better to have a good tradition, or is it better to have a full meal?"

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