The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

At this moment, there was heavy snow up and down, and the snowflakes flew down like goose feathers, so that the whole world was shrouded in whiteness.

A male gate like an ice seal, but its outline is revealed. The male gate lies between the vast mountains and mountains, like a dragon head, and it is extremely majestic.

Beyond this hurdle, a person with a staggering foot and a huge burden is extremely small.

Like a ant, this person walked and gasped tiredly.

His body was covered with drifting snow, and even the naked clothing was already dirty, like a mop covered with mud.

Facing the icy wind, he walked hard in the snow, leaving a series of deep footprints.

I saw the eyebrows, it seemed to be frozen stiff, only breathing in his mouth.

The burden behind him turned down, and actually formed several ice icicles. When he took a step, the ice trembles, but he still gritted his teeth and struggled to carry the weight.

Finally, his eyes closed, his pupils with almost no brilliance lifted up sharply.

He saw Xiongguan, at this moment ...

He cried.

Finally ... the body could no longer support it, the burden behind him shook, the clang fell to the ground, countless pots and pans, as well as the nest head and half-bitten steamed cake, all scattered in the snow.

He is Liu Jin.

Liu Jin, who ran out of Jinzhou City in a hurry but couldn't find Ouyang Zhi, who chased all the way for more than a dozen miles and was not willing to go back to Jinzhou, thought that Ouyang Zhi should be right in front, so Liu Jin gritted his teeth and continued to chase Liu Jin.

After running for tens of miles, he found that he was probably going in the wrong direction, but had to continue to move forward.

That one finally found a post, finally relieved, rushed into the post, self-reported identity, but found that his ticket was Liu Jin in the team of Ouyang Zhi.

The one who was beaten out by the officer in the post and was left in the wilderness must return to Liu Jin in the Guan.

The man stealing food and clothing along the way was chased by the Zhuanghu for several miles with the wicked dog with a rake, but ran fast and drove away Liu Jin of the Zhuanghu and the evil dog.

Liu Jin, the beggar all the way, holding a pot and disheveled face, crying and saying okay in the market.

Liu Jin, who was beaten to the head because he had eaten the king's meal, was finally beaten in the inn and brushed his dishes for a few days in the bitter weather.

Still not changing his original intention, keeping in mind his mission, he went south and refused Liu Jin who was kept by a kind old woman.

He ... wants to live.

Going back.

He finally understood why his father wanted someone to cut his JJ and sent it into the palace, and he began to feel no resentment in his heart.

He raised his head and looked at the grand pass that stood between the white sky and the earth, feeling the indescribable kindness. After passing this pass, there were two worlds, one heaven and one hell.

But at this moment, he still wanted to cry ... so he whimpered silently in the snow.

Let's ... Liu Jin ... come back!

Then he collected tears, got up, and raked himself up, picked up all the ground heads, broken bowls, porcelain plates, wok, and half of the buns, and carried a roll of cooked and burdened on his back. . Unshaven, he wiped his head hard with his hands, so he revealed a face full of ashes.

He held his head high, his eyes steadfast, and then limped, continuing to march toward Shanhaiguan.

Under the sky and snow, in the vast snowy land like a landscape painting, a new foot print appeared again, and the foot print slowly extended to the distance. Eventually, the snow of the goose feathers covered everything. Footprint.

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At the Dongjiji Factory, a short-dressed man hurried in. A moment later, a stall in the Dongji Factory hurried out, and Pegasus arrived at Wumen. An **** waited long here.

The stallion whispered something with the **** in the doorway. The **** understood it and hurried away toward the depths of the palace.

The whole East Factory is like an old machine, but once it starts, it starts to run insanely.

Although the ancestors were not scolded, it is said that in front of His Majesty's face, several ignorances in a row made the ancestors sulky and sleepless for several nights.

If ordinary people are angry, at most they are just going home and beating a dozen women.

But if the ancestors were so angry that they would sleep and sleep, the children and grandchildren would be trembling. They knew that if they did not sell their strength, they would die, not the others, but themselves.

"Godfather ..." The **** kneeled gaspingly in the guard's room.

At this time, Xiao Jing was leaning on the chair, his face was blue, his eyes were angry, several eunuchs bowed his body, the atmosphere did not dare to hug Xiao Jing.

On the ground, it was scattered draft tickets sent by the cabinet. According to the rules, the cabinet drafted the ticket. The secretary of the court approved the red. Of course, there was a procedure in the middle. There was also a program approved by the emperor Zhu Zhu. The emperor himself had to deal with all sorts of trivial matters, so these things fell on the head of the ceremonial master.

If the emperor is lazy, he may even refuse to deal with major events, and all will be pushed to the Si Lijian to decide, then the Si Lijian will inevitably have great power, because the affairs of the world are all in their hands.

But if the emperor is diligent in politics, what the ritual supervisor can do is only to help the emperor to deal with trivial matters.

The matter of the world, no matter how big or small, as long as it is sent into the palace, even if it is only insignificant, in the eyes of the monarchs and ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, it is just a handy effort, but as long as it is outside the palace, in fact, it is a matter of tens of thousands of people. , Determines the life and death of countless people.

Now, Xiao Jing lost his temper, he stared fiercely at a great **** of Si Lijian, and scolded: "Do you have anything like a dog? What has it left you? It has been said for a long time that your majesty's approval of the red will also need to be checked. You Do you have no eyes? With such a critical red, your eyelids are not lifted, so they are sent out? "

The **** knelt down in fear and said with tears: "The slave-servant will die forever."

And this little **** who had just come from Wumen just saved him.

In the past few days, Grandpa Xiao has a bad temper, which is well known to everyone.

The **** lay on the ground and said, "Goddaddy, potatoes ... I found it."

Suddenly, Xiao Jing twitched his spirits, and he no longer thought about caring for the eunuch, only to wink at people.

The eunuchs realized that they quickly cleared up the scattered tickets on the ground and retreated.

In Si Lijian, only Xiao Jing and the **** were left.

Xiao Jing was depressed and excited, showing a light wind and light clouds, slowly picked up the teacup, opened the tea lid, and blew the tea foam in the teacup, only to spit out two gently Word: "Say it."

The little **** honestly said: "This potato, planted by Prince Nai, Xinjianbo and Fengcheng Bo, is said to have been cooked and can be eaten or used as food ..."

"Can it be used as a ration?" Xiao Jing said with surprise, and the indifferent effort to put it out finally couldn't hold back.

He suddenly realized, why ... Your Majesty mentioned potatoes.

If it is something ordinary, your majesty will never care. Even the longan and other rare things sent from the south, after your majesty has tasted it, at most it is only delicious. Sometimes it will even say that if it is only because of the tongue, YU, And sending such things over thousands of miles is really bad practice, thus eliminating the tribute of things like longan.

Delicious food is different.

Xiao Jing remembered clearly that when the sweet potato appeared, it caused a shock to the court.

And how long has your majesty been happy for this?

He squinted, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

Gradually ... he began to have a little clue: "Like sweet potatoes?"

The **** said: "It is better than sweet potatoes. It is said that ... sweet potatoes can not completely replace the ration. In Xishan, there are rumors that sweet potatoes can be used as supplementary food. If you encounter a year of disaster, you can really countless people, but you really want to It is not easy to replace rice and wheat. "

Xiao Jing said with emotion: "Even so, it is enough to shock the world."

The **** said: "This potato is completely different, it can completely replace the staple food ..."

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Xiao Jing's eyes flicked sharply, but his mouth was a long breath: "What else?"

The **** thought for a while and thought, "Also ... It is said that the taste is very good. His Royal Highness had tasted it himself, he said ..."

Xiao Jing has stood up, carrying his hands and pacing back and forth: "Hurry and say."

The **** said: "His Royal Highness, he said ... really sweet!"

"Really fragrant!" Xiao Jing looked up and looked at Fang Liang. He was a little shocked: "This Fang Jifan really deserves his darling's favor. Speaking of it, even we are starting to like him, and everyone is doing it. The article, training bow horse, he did the opposite ... Potato ... This name is not good, it should be called the fairy fruit. It can be seen how evil this person is. This has not been read in the study. People ... hehe ... "

Xiao Jingde sneered a sneer on his lips, and even disgusted Fang Jifan's vulgarity.

The two things Xiao Jing is most proud of in his life. One of them is that the emperors wanted to be lazy, but the eunuchs were illiterate. How could they help the emperor deal with the vast mountainous play? So someone thought of a way, that is to set up a study.

Hanlin ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is the teacher responsible for teaching in the inner study. Of course, not all eunuchs have the opportunity to go. They are often carefully selected, and these eunuchs who have read the book are like readers. The jinshi in general are promising in the future.

Xiao Jing is also a person who has read books, and his learning is not bad. After all, his teacher is also a first-class Hanlin bachelor, so he should despise those who are vulgar more or less, saying that it is awkward, you have no culture, we are Discriminate against you.

But I thought about it, all of a sudden, his face looked like he had eaten flies. Fang Jifan ... would it be illiterate? Without culture, how to teach so many capable disciples?

Yeah ... Isn't it as good as people everywhere?

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By the time Liu Jin was written, Tiger felt depressed and had a very complicated mood. It might be too deep. He wrote so many words every day. The whole person was immersed in the book. To be honest, the mood changed a lot. Sometimes it was irritable and sometimes sad. The tiger suddenly thought that he and Liu Jin, except Tiger, had more things than him, they were all bittersweet babies, fast ... Come and support, please, monthly pass.