The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

People always have to learn a lesson from a loss. This time Zhu Houzhao secretly warned himself not to do stupid things anymore. It would hurt to be beaten by father. 『

But for the other party's Jifan, Zhu Houzhao is an important part of his plan, how can he miss this prince?

After hearing Fang Jifan's words, Zhu Houzhao's first reaction was that his eyes widened wide, and then he looked at Fang Jifan suspiciously.

He slightly picked the corner of his mouth, seeming to be unbelievable, and swallowed a spit, before he couldn't help but ask, "Is this Taoist, not your nephew?"

Lao Fang meant to find someone to blame them, but ...

Lao Fang, you are really not kind, your teacher and nephew are all pitted!

However, Fang Jifan took his fingers very seriously, and forgot to say, "The minister's nephew and grandson ... Well, I count, plus this person, there are a total of 267, even if every day Kill one, and it will not be finished before the Chinese New Year this year. "

Zhu Houzhao was shocked by the tiger body of Meng Di, and he suddenly looked up. He suddenly looked up at the sky. Although the scorching sun in the sky was going to set down, the heat brought by the sun still made him sweat.

At this moment, he snapped his teeth and made a determined look: "Okay, everything listens to Lao Fang, when do you pray for rain?"

Fang Jifan smiled, and he knew that Zhu Houzhao couldn't stand the temptation, and busy said: "June 17."

June 17 is a record in the records of Suncheon Mansion.

The peasants and uncles rely on God to enjoy their meals.

But Fang Jifan completely relied on the ancestors to enjoy the food.

Who made the ancestors always be so serious, everything should be recorded, from history, to county records, prefectural records, to genealogies, ethnographic records, ancestors naturally love to record everything.

In the ancient times, agriculture was the root of everything. Therefore, in the historical records, the opening chapter is to record the calendar and the agricultural time, and state history according to the changes of seasons and celestial phenomena.

A drought was enough for the local government to write a special book, and a timely rain after the drought naturally became the object of the special book.

Of course, Fang Jifan only remembers the rough days, that is to say, the error rate is as high as 50%, that is to say, the death rate of Li Zhaowen, the teacher's nephew, is also as high as 50%.

But it doesn't matter, the dead Taoist friends don't die the poor, Fang Jifan is anyway a polite jiao jiao person.

Thinking of Li Zhaowen's life and death is related to the well-being of thousands of people, Fang Jifan couldn't help but want to cry in tears, sacrifice one person, and get the opportunity to save ten thousand people, the teacher and nephew is really amazing.

In the same way, how great I am. In order to save people, I do n’t hesitate to push my teacher ’s nephew into the fire pit. Buddha said that my teacher ’s nephew will not go to hell. My teacher and nephew will have to sacrifice thousands of people in Limin, no matter how others scold themselves, but how can Fang Jifan admit that he has the three views and wonders, and take the world as his own responsibility, how can he give up his life and ignore it. Is it still human?

...

Back home that day, Fang's house was brightly lit and lively.

Although the purpose of the envelop is still undecided, there are not many people who can receive the wind.

It's amazing.

Although Daming had thousands of hereditary households and hundreds of hereditary households sealed by military merits, but he was uncle, he had not sealed it for many years.

His Majesty has made a **** contribution, and it is really the first contribution of the Guizhou Dajie to Fang Jifan.

When Fang Jifan arrived home, Fang Jinglong, who was planning to go to Guizhou, had invited many old brothers.

Tonight's Fang's house was particularly lively, with laughter and joy around the beam.

Fang Jifan recognized Zhang Mao, a British public official.

A large table person, pushing cups and cups, is very noisy.

Fang Jifan actually saw Zhang Xin, and Zhang Xin honestly stood behind Zhang Mao, afraid to go to the table.

"Er, you are back."

As soon as Fang Jinglong saw Fang Jifan, his eyes lit up immediately, and there was a loving smile on his face, and he waved excitedly towards Fang Jifan.

"My good son, come and call him uncle and uncle."

He introduced, and laughed cheerfully.

"Haha, don't call it, don't force it, this is the father's own brother, don't like this one."

Fang Jinglong has a red face and a flying look. As the son of Fang Jifan, he can already imagine how much he has blown.

Zhang Mao also fixedly looked at Fang Jifan. The gloss in his eyes was obviously different from the previous one. By this time, even his opponent Jifan had to take a look at him.

I thought he was touting his son in front of Fang Jinglong every day, but now looking back at his son, he couldn't help the teeth, still a half-dead look, but Fang Jifan was very good, his son and he It's just a difference between clouds and mud.

Oops, what a shame.

I knew today that I shouldn't brag about it at the beginning, but now it's okay, beating your face alive.

He took a sip of wine and wiped the water from his beard, unable to help but sigh.

"Hey, Fang's family, it's a good time. Lao Fang, my old brother really admires you. After having such a good son, Fang's family made his fortune with military merits, and now it's good. Ji Fan has also gained military merits."

Speaking of this, he was angry, shot the wine case, and said with disappointment: "Look at my son, who is not a prosperous person, someone else has made military achievements, you go to the ground to shave food, insult no ancestors!"

With a roar, the thick calf arm lifted Zhang Xin.

Fang Jinglong hurriedly hugged Zhang Mao and quickly persuaded him.

"Lao Zhang, listen to me, don't fight, my son's fight is useless, I have experience, this kind of thing, I can only take it slowly, hey hey, don't fight, Zhang Xinxian nephew, you go out, Jifan Ah, go out with your brother Zhang Xin. "

Fang Jifan couldn't stand the scene any longer, and pulled Zhang Xin away.

Behind the head is Fang Jinglong's consolation: "When it comes to teaching my son, my old side is not bragging, I call it first, no one dares to call second, Lao Zhang, you are quiet, the son is taught, not played Yes, this godson is craftsmanship, what's the use of playing. "

"Hey, that's a bad dog."

Fang Jifan pulled Zhang Xin out and walked in the dim courtyard. Zhang Xin, who had been tanned for a long time, could hardly see any more people. He could only see his eyes rolling.

Zhang Xin was speechless and stood blankly at the entrance of the patio.

Fang Jifan was actually reluctant to take care of him, but when he saw the patio, he was afraid that Zhang Xin would jump down, so he simply stayed aside and slowly relieved him.

"Brother Zhang, don't take your father's words to heart, he is just drunk and crazy about drinking."

Zhang Xin was unusually calm, and his emotions did not fluctuate at all. Instead, he shrugged indifferently towards him, saying lightly: "I am used to it."

Fang Jifan had some sympathy for him.

Zhang Xin turned around and looked at Fang Jifan with a smile.

"I was beaten by my father since I was a child. The whip at home has been interrupted. I do n’t know how many roots. He always wanted to teach me to become a talent. So I rode and read. ,nothing else."

"Thank you, Fang Baihu."

Upon hearing Zhang Xin's sudden thank you, Fang Jifan suddenly thought of Fan Wei's lines in "Selling Kid".

Was it ironic that he suddenly felt his scalp tingle? Transferring you to the Tuntian Baihu Office is actually just a joke at first, you won't remember it.

Zhang Xin said very seriously.

"No, I really thank you. I did n’t know until I went to Xishan. It turned out that life was not just about riding horses and reading books. There, I found that I could do what I love as I wanted. I finally knew that I was not born. I am good at farming materials for horse riding and reading. "

The more he talked, the stronger his expression was, the look of longing in his face, and the smile on his lips.

"When I was setting up a warm shed, I was extremely happy. When every glass cover was put on, I was thinking. If it is covered like this, is there enough light? How can I improve the lighting surface. When setting up the flue, I naturally I will think about how to set up the flue, in order to minimize the flue, burn the least carbon, and let the ground heat up. "

"I love to cut the old ginseng rattan for transplantation. I love to cut the old ginseng into small pieces and let them take root and sprout. I like to think about how to make the watermelon bigger and sweeter. I do n’t think I ’m going to read and ride for life. Unexpectedly, and what I should do is something I love to do, so thank you, Fang Baihu. You finally made me understand that the meaning of life is not just what my father said. "

"..." Fang Jifan looked at Zhang Xin's eyes. When he talked about farming, his eyes were shining. In this dim light, he even saw a beautiful color in those eyes, and possessed The look of these eyes reveals a relaxed and natural look.

This is an agricultural expert who has been delayed by reading books and bow horses.

However, Fang Jifan looked at Zhang Xin with a smile and was speechless.

…………

At this time, at Wang's house, Wang Shouren had not eaten for two days.

He sat in the study for two full days, his eyes were indifferent, and only the tea delivered would take a sip.

He still couldn't understand the deep meaning behind the unity of knowledge and action.

He couldn't even understand that Ouyang Zhi and they clearly knew that the way of doing things was far worse than themselves, but they were able to stand above them.

It was said that Emperor Laozi was faint, but it was just a joke.

Because the decree has been released, Guizhou Dajie, and Guizhou Dajie is purely because of mountain camps.

But why can't you think of a mountain camp?

Why have you practiced bow horses since your childhood, strengthen your body, worship alchemists as a teacher, learn martial arts and geography, and read the world's military books and travel through the borders? Why can't you think of this?

Fang Jifan ... too powerful.

The shadow caused by Fang Jifan has completely defeated his remaining confidence.

where is the problem……

If he is thoughtful, he insists on an obsession in his heart ... must want to understand.

"Ming Dynasty Prodigal Son"

Uphill hitting tigers

People always have to learn a lesson from a loss. This time Zhu Houzhao secretly warned himself not to do stupid things anymore. It would hurt to be beaten by father. 『

But for the other party's Jifan, Zhu Houzhao is an important part of his plan, how can he miss this prince?

After hearing Fang Jifan's words, Zhu Houzhao's first reaction was that his eyes widened wide, and then he looked at Fang Jifan suspiciously.

He slightly picked the corner of his mouth, seeming to be unbelievable, and swallowed a spit, before he couldn't help but ask, "Is this Taoist, not your nephew?"

Lao Fang meant to find someone to blame them, but ...

Lao Fang, you are really not kind, your teacher and nephew are all pitted!

However, Fang Jifan took his fingers very seriously, and forgot to say, "The minister's nephew and grandson ... Well, I count, plus this person, there are a total of 267, even if every day Kill one, and it will not be finished before the Chinese New Year this year. "

Zhu Houzhao was shocked by the tiger body of Meng Di, and he suddenly looked up. He suddenly looked up at the sky. Although the scorching sun in the sky was going to set down, the heat brought by the sun still made him sweat.

At this moment, he snapped his teeth and made a determined look: "Okay, everything listens to Lao Fang, when do you pray for rain?"

Fang Jifan smiled, and he knew that Zhu Houzhao couldn't stand the temptation, and busy said: "June 17."

June 17 is a record in the records of Suncheon Mansion.

The peasants and uncles rely on God to enjoy their meals.

But Fang Jifan completely relied on the ancestors to enjoy the food.

Who made the ancestors always be so serious, everything should be recorded, from history, to county records, prefectural records, to genealogies, ethnographic records, ancestors naturally love to record everything.

In the ancient times, agriculture was the root of everything. Therefore, in the historical records, the opening chapter is to record the calendar and the agricultural time, and state history according to the changes of seasons and celestial phenomena.

A drought was enough for the local government to write a special book, and a timely rain after the drought naturally became the object of the special book.

Of course, Fang Jifan only remembers the rough days, that is to say, the error rate is as high as 50%, that is to say, the death rate of Li Zhaowen, the teacher's nephew, is also as high as 50%.

But it doesn't matter, the dead Taoist friends don't die the poor, Fang Jifan is anyway a polite jiao jiao person.

Thinking of Li Zhaowen's life and death is related to the well-being of thousands of people, Fang Jifan couldn't help but want to cry in tears, sacrifice one person, and get the opportunity to save ten thousand people, the teacher and nephew is really amazing.

In the same way, how great I am. In order to save people, I do n’t hesitate to push my teacher ’s nephew into the fire pit. Buddha said that my teacher ’s nephew will not go to hell. My teacher and nephew will have to sacrifice thousands of people in Limin, no matter how others scold themselves, but how can Fang Jifan admit that he has the three views and wonders, and take the world as his own responsibility, how can he give up his life and ignore it. Is it still human?

...

Back home that day, Fang's house was brightly lit and lively.

Although the purpose of the envelop is still undecided, there are not many people who can receive the wind.

It's amazing.

Although Daming had thousands of hereditary households and hundreds of hereditary households sealed by military merits, but he was uncle, he had not sealed it for many years.

His Majesty has made a **** contribution, and it is really the first contribution of the Guizhou Dajie to Fang Jifan.

When Fang Jifan arrived home, Fang Jinglong, who was planning to go to Guizhou, had invited many old brothers.

Tonight's Fang's house was particularly lively, with laughter and joy around the beam.

Fang Jifan recognized Zhang Mao, a British public official.

A large table person, pushing cups and cups, is very noisy.

Fang Jifan actually saw Zhang Xin, and Zhang Xin honestly stood behind Zhang Mao, afraid to go to the table.

"Er, you are back."

As soon as Fang Jinglong saw Fang Jifan, his eyes lit up immediately, and there was a loving smile on his face, and he waved excitedly towards Fang Jifan.

"My good son, come and call him uncle and uncle."

He introduced, and laughed cheerfully.

"Haha, don't call it, don't force it, this is the father's own brother, don't like this one."

Fang Jinglong has a red face and a flying look. As the son of Fang Jifan, he can already imagine how much he has blown.

Zhang Mao also fixedly looked at Fang Jifan. The gloss in his eyes was obviously different from the previous one. By this time, even his opponent Jifan had to take a look at him.

I thought he was touting his son in front of Fang Jinglong every day, but now looking back at his son, he couldn't help the teeth, still a half-dead look, but Fang Jifan was very good, his son and he It's just a difference between clouds and mud.

Oops, what a shame.

I knew today that I shouldn't brag about it at the beginning, but now it's okay, beating your face alive.

He took a sip of wine and wiped the water from his beard, unable to help but sigh.

"Hey, Fang's family, it's a good time. Lao Fang, my old brother really admires you. After having such a good son, Fang's family made his fortune with military merits, and now it's good. Ji Fan has also gained military merits."

Speaking of this, he was angry, shot the wine case, and said with disappointment: "Look at my son, who is not a prosperous person, someone else has made military achievements, you go to the ground to shave food, insult no ancestors!"

With a roar, the thick calf arm lifted Zhang Xin.

Fang Jinglong hurriedly hugged Zhang Mao and quickly persuaded him.

"Lao Zhang, listen to me, don't fight, my son's fight is useless, I have experience, this kind of thing, I can only take it slowly, hey hey, don't fight, Zhang Xinxian nephew, you go out, Jifan Ah, go out with your brother Zhang Xin. "

Fang Jifan couldn't stand the scene any longer, and pulled Zhang Xin away.

Behind the head is Fang Jinglong's consolation: "When it comes to teaching my son, my old side is not bragging, I call it first, no one dares to call second, Lao Zhang, you are quiet, the son is taught, not played Yes, this godson is craftsmanship, what's the use of playing. "

"Hey, that's a bad dog."

Fang Jifan pulled Zhang Xin out and walked in the dim courtyard. Zhang Xin, who had been tanned for a long time, could hardly see any more people. He could only see his eyes rolling.

Zhang Xin was speechless and stood blankly at the entrance of the patio.

Fang Jifan was actually reluctant to take care of him, but when he saw the patio, he was afraid that Zhang Xin would jump down, so he simply stayed aside and slowly relieved him.

"Brother Zhang, don't take your father's words to heart, he is just drunk and crazy about drinking."

Zhang Xin was unusually calm, and his emotions did not fluctuate at all. Instead, he shrugged indifferently towards him, saying lightly: "I am used to it."

Fang Jifan had some sympathy for him.

Zhang Xin turned around and looked at Fang Jifan with a smile.

"I was beaten by my father since I was a child. The whip at home has been interrupted. I do n’t know how many roots. He always wanted to teach me to become a talent. So I rode and read. ,nothing else."

"Thank you, Fang Baihu."

Upon hearing Zhang Xin's sudden thank you, Fang Jifan suddenly thought of Fan Wei's lines in "Selling Kid".

Was it ironic that he suddenly felt his scalp tingle? Transferring you to the Tuntian Baihu Office is actually just a joke at first, you won't remember it.

Zhang Xin said very seriously.

"No, I really thank you. I did n’t know until I went to Xishan. It turned out that life was not just about riding horses and reading books. There, I found that I could do what I love as I wanted. I finally knew that I was not born. I am good at farming materials for horse riding and reading. "

The more he talked, the stronger his expression was, the look of longing in his face, and the smile on his lips.

"When I was setting up a warm shed, I was extremely happy. When every glass cover was put on, I was thinking. If it is covered like this, is there enough light? How can I improve the lighting surface. When setting up the flue, I naturally I will think about how to set up the flue, in order to minimize the flue, burn the least carbon, and let the ground heat up. "

"I love to cut the old ginseng rattan for transplantation. I love to cut the old ginseng into small pieces and let them take root and sprout. I like to think about how to make the watermelon bigger and sweeter. I do n’t think I ’m going to read and ride for life. Unexpectedly, and what I should do is something I love to do, so thank you, Fang Baihu. You finally made me understand that the meaning of life is not just what my father said. "

"..." Fang Jifan looked at Zhang Xin's eyes. When he talked about farming, his eyes were shining. In this dim light, he even saw a beautiful color in those eyes, and possessed The look of these eyes reveals a relaxed and natural look ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This is an agricultural expert who has been delayed by reading and bow horses.

However, Fang Jifan looked at Zhang Xin with a smile and was speechless.

…………

At this time, at Wang's house, Wang Shouren had not eaten for two days.

He sat in the study for two full days, his eyes were indifferent, and only the tea delivered would take a sip.

He still couldn't understand the deep meaning behind the unity of knowledge and action.

He couldn't even understand that Ouyang Zhi and they clearly knew that the way of doing things was far worse than themselves, but they were able to stand above them.

It was said that Emperor Laozi was faint, but it was just a joke.

Because the decree has been released, Guizhou Dajie, and Guizhou Dajie is purely because of mountain camps.

But why can't you think of a mountain camp?

Why have you practiced bow horses since your childhood, strengthen your body, worship alchemists as a teacher, learn martial arts and geography, and read the world's military books and travel through the borders? Why can't you think of this?

Fang Jifan ... too powerful.

The shadow caused by Fang Jifan has completely defeated his remaining confidence.

where is the problem……

If he is thoughtful, he insists on an obsession in his heart ... must want to understand.