Chapter 1813: Peace of the World – THE MING DYNASTY”S PRODIGAL SON – Light Novel
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Chapter 1813: Peace of the World
Come out from the palace.
The Beijing Master, who has been gone for a long time, is still bustling and lively.
Since the expedition for more than a year, Fang Jifan was sitting in a carriage, and it was difficult to find his way home.
Fortunately, he has a coachman. The coachman is a strong man. Why is he so strong? Fang Jifan himself doesn’t know.
Sitting in the carriage, passing by the glass window is a familiar and unfamiliar street scene.
Fang Jifan relaxes as much as possible, taking a rare nap, because he knows that when the carriage reaches the end, countless people will visit him.
As Fang Jifan had imagined, he informed Fang Jifan that he would return to Beijing last night.
So today, the various ministries of the imperial court took a leave of absence.
So much so that the minister on duty jumped around today, and when he saw this deserted ministry, he suddenly felt bad.
It’s no wonder that the official career has been unsuccessful these years.
Dare to feel that they are all in the same group.
The roster of leave applications is densely packed.
From the radical Shangshu in the ministry, to the minister, to the principal, even the lowest level of Guanzheng, I know that I don’t pay attention to it on weekdays. The good guys have only a few years of work, and the ministry is actually Fang Jifan. The disciple of Fang Jifan, or even the disciple of the disciple of Fang Jifan, even the disciple of the disciple of the disciple, has actually begun to enter the temple.
Who did you learn from, and who did this person learn from? The origins of these teachers and students do not show any signs of dew on weekdays. When I look at it today, I can see that my scalp is numb.
Now the regent returns to Beijing.
The ruling and the opposition shook.
The regent goes out from the palace to Xishan.
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Xishan is already overcrowded, and people stand solemnly and look forward to it.
This is my mentor, my master, and my master.
Without one’s own ancestors, there would be no oneself.
For the same reason, without this great master, one would definitely not have one’s own.
For them, Fang Jifan is the spiritual father.
The so-called teacher inheritance is the same.
As soon as the carriage arrived, there was no noise, and even the flow of people voluntarily gave up the road, and people silently bowed to the ceremony.
Fang Jifan landed and looked at everyone, only to feel upset.
The worst part of the protégé gadget is like onychomycosis. It is always a contagion. My real protégé, but only six or seven people, but which of my protégés is not unique? Fang Jifan can barely figure out how many disciples they have, but only God knows the disciples” disciples!
Fang Jifan sighed involuntarily when he looked at the Wuyangyang crowd.
This is not the life I want.
So he withdrew his gaze and hurried into his house.
Fortunately, the disciples and grandchildren were very qualified, and they did not rush into the mansion.
Only each saluted silently, and then stared at Fang Jifan’s tall back for a long time.
Occasionally, someone whispers in low voices.
“Master does not like the excitement, so he will not say a word. Master is so admirable. He wants to tell us that people must not be impetuous. No matter what you do, you must endure loneliness.”
Someone is thoughtful, slowly comprehending Fang Jifan’s words and deeds, and can’t help expressing emotion: “Master is Master, Master’s sentiment is really impressive, I’m afraid I will always reach Less than his realm.”
At this time, Zhu Houzhao in the palace is looking at the piles of memorabilia with his eyebrows twisted, with a look of bitterness and hatred!
Fang Jifan As soon as he left, he started to miss Lao Fang a little.
If it weren’t for his resignation, Zhu Houzhao would only wish to send all these melodies to Fang Jifan.
At this moment, in his mind, I can’t help thinking of the cabinet. Why is it not enough to increase the number of people in the cabinet? After all, the final redemption power is still in his hands.
Under the world, only the emperor can control the universe and act arbitrarily.
Zhu Houzhao will continue to think about it.
But the emperor can no longer deal with such a complicated business. I am afraid that the diligent Emperor Taizu Gao will be reborn, and I am afraid that he will not be able to deal with the current affairs.
The only way is to transfer most of the redemption power to the courtiers.
It’s just the point, how can the courtiers be trustworthy?
What if What if Wang Mang appears and Cao Cao appears?
Zhu Houzhao frowned further. He subconsciously thought that if power was delegated, he had to clarify which part of the power the emperor should seize to give to the cabinet. Which part of the power will be.
The cabinet or other people who have obtained the power to approve red should how to check and balance them so that they cannot make chaos.
Zhu Houzhao is actually very clear that he will solve this problem sooner or later!
Subconsciously
He felt hungry and thirsty in his mouth, so he said: “Come here.”
“The slave and maid are here.”
At this time, he came in cripple. Yes, it was actually a faceless little eunuch.
Zhu Houzhao frowned: “Where’s Liu Banban?”
“Just took a leave.”
“Is you sick?”
“Daddy Liu’s fucking Grandpa returned to Beijing, he took leave to visit.”
Zhu Houzhao breathed a sigh of relief.
It is good for people to have filial piety.
Zhu Houzhao still feels something is wrong: “So what about Zhou Da use?”
“He also took leave.”
Zhu Huzhao frowned: “I haven’t heard of him. He is also Lao Fang’s grandson?”
“No” The little eunuch said pitifully: “Duke Zhou, he is the godson of Duke Liu, so it is said that he is the great-grandson of His Royal Highness the Regent.”
But this is still not right! So Zhu Houzhao: “Chen Huang, Wu Xi, Jiang Daqian, they”
He reported many names in succession.
The little eunuch opened his mouth to say something.
Zhu Houzhao waved his hand suddenly: “No, you don’t need to answer, I know what’s going on, they must not be great-grandsons of the old party, but great-great-grandsons, then”
Zhu Houzhao stared at the little eunuch, his eyes were a little more sophisticated: “Then what about you, why are you not?”
Just ask.
The eunuch is about to cry!
I feel like I have experienced the second insult since I was castrated!
He grimaced, and squatted: “The servants and servants can’t reach them. The servants are stupid, ignorant, and have little qualifications. They don’t bring servants to play with.”
Zhu Houzhao sighed, feeling dumbfounded.
But then he burst into laughter: “Interesting, interesting, no wonder that Lao Fang was so impatient as soon as he came back. Resignation, I’m afraid that at this time, he is afraid of dying, so he can’t wait to hide! Hey, he took me too lightly, so if I use him, I don’t doubt him.”
Then, regaining his youthful posture, he hummed and muttered words.
Seeing that the little eunuch was still kneeling, he said: “Go and pour me a cup of tea, hurry up.”
The little eunuch stood up clumsily and hurriedly poured tea, trembling. He was in a hurry.
This made Zhu Houzhao finally realize that no one is playing with him anymore in this palace, this man has a problem with his brain.
Zhu Houzhao ignored him, continued to lift his cheeks, fell into deep thought, thinking about the problems that he hadn’t thought about just now!
How to check and balance those cabinet ministers who have won the redemption?
Only the new army, or the factory guard?
No, no, no
There is still something wrong.
In the future, I am afraid that I still need to ask the old man.
Hey, why is the old party again?
The children in Mongolian school are always the simplest.
Yesterday, I had a day off from school.
As for the reason, it is a little absurd.
Because almost all the Mongolian scholars heard that nine out of ten, they ran to Xishan.
I heard that the great master is back.
Mr. Today finally reappeared in the classroom with great spirits.
Looking at the group of children, the husband kept silent about going to see the great master yesterday.
Like his identity, I am afraid that even his disciples will not be able to reach him.
I can see the great master’s back from a distance, and it is still very useful to my husband.
Mr. sits high, holding a paddle, and patrolling a group of children sitting right and left.
Then he slowly said: “Today I read an article familiarly: This article is “Remembering My Master” by Liu Yi, the philanthropist of the Ministry of Rites, and you wait for good students to read it.”
“Come on, two tigers, You get up. Read it first.”
A child stood up tremblingly and opened the text.
Following stumblingly, he said: “My teacher’s government is also less sensitive to the feudal clan, and he is successful and clever.”
He shook his head and chanted.
Mr. was fascinated, as if through this article, he thought of his master.
When the child finished reading, the husband asked, “Do you understand what it means?”
The children blinked, expressing their puzzlement.
They are still too young after all.
Mr. sighed and said: “What I remember here is just a trivial matter. That is, the little story of the great master washing his father’s feet when he was four years old. What kind of person is the great master? He knows how to be filial when he urinates. The truth, what about you?”
So the children were ashamed.
Mr.
seems to begin to sigh with emotion: “The so-called three-year-old sees older, seven-year-old sees the old. Although it is a district for the father to cleanse his feet, but the great master’s subsequent life trajectory, such as chopping wood for neighbors and supporting the old woman Passing the road, I saw a beautiful woman and sat down without chaos. After becoming an official, he took the common people as his own responsibility, and had a heart of love for the people of Li people. After that, he assisted the emperor and ruled the country. It is also teaching and educating people, and peaches and plums are all over the world. These are not surprising.”
“The Grand Master is your role model. He can do so many good things when he is four years old. Look at you. You are all seven or eight years old. He once helped his father. That’s enough? Oh, you can’t teach you. I want you to read and recite them so that you can keep this’little thing” in your heart and be a person like a great master.”
The children have no choice but to do so. Replied: “Students remember.”
Mr.
frowned slightly, seeing that there are many children who still don’t care.
But this is understandable, after all, the children are not sensible.
As a qualified gentleman, he is very patient! I saw him smiling, holding the ruler, patted the palm of his other hand, and said without hurries or slowness: “I will take the exam in the future!”
The book is over.
Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, there will be some comments on the end of the book, um, there will be some context about the book, and some words about the end of the book.
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