Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 983 Wang Bushi is developed

  In the Imperial Academy.

  Wang Bushi has felt endless pressure since he came on duty early in the morning.

  Colleagues who were quite friendly in the past turned out to be "the road with eyes" and gave Wang Bushi a meaningful expression, and then, very quickly, they looked away and passed by without saying hello.

  Wang Bushi, an old fritter who has experienced officialdom, immediately felt that something was wrong.

   It is not unreasonable for scholars to pay attention to the golden mean.

  In this era, scholars are mostly "officials". To put it bluntly, they are officials. This is the only way to be an official, and the way to be a scholar is actually the same. Both need to be cautious and moderate.

  In the past, Wang Bushi knew how to be a man, but ever since he started thinking about the Wealth of Nations, he has been thinking about it. He is often distracted, and his mind is full of land prices in the old city, when will it reach the lowest point.

  Because of this, there are deficiencies in this aspect of being a human being.

  Now, my inner thoughts have been fully exposed, I am afraid that I will not be tolerated by my colleagues.

  Thinking of this, Wang Bushi felt emotional, miserable...

   At the beginning, he was ridiculed by Fang Jifan, a dog-like thing, which made him notorious, but now he is better, and he is not allowed to be in Qingliu. Since then, he has been ridiculed even more.

  In this life...not only will I have no future, I'm afraid...even being an official will be difficult.

  If you don’t want to be an official, why go into business...

  Wang Bushi felt desolate in his heart. Scholars, farmers, businessmen, this is an idea rooted in the hearts of every scholar, and the more he messes up, the more miserable he is...

  He sat blankly in the Museum of Literature and History, thinking in a mess, and couldn't help feeling a little discouraged and disheartened.

  Back then, I was proud of myself, dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses, and was named on the gold list, but now, I am... people hate ghosts...

   At this time, a colleague came in, raised his eyes and saw Wang Bushi, but kept silent. When he got behind his copybook, he suddenly said, "Ah... Bah! ’ With a sound, he spit out a mouthful of foam.

  Wang Bushi was unmoved, still holding a manuscript of Wenzong Shilu, and casually read it.

  There is an extremely awkward atmosphere in this museum of literature and history.

  The other Hanlins looked very delicate.

  Everyone buried their heads in their heads. Occasionally, someone whispered, and it seemed that even the small talk became cautious, for fear that Wang Bushi would listen.

  Wang Bushi sat blankly for a long time, and seeing that the tea on his copybook was already cold, he coughed: "Scholar Liu..."

  Outside, the scribe came in and gave Wang Bushi a complicated look: "I don't know what the prince has to teach."

   "Change to a new pair of tea." Wang Bushi deliberately lowered his head, and continued to look at the manuscript of Wenzong's Veritable Records, with a casual look.

   "Yes." Liu Shuli didn't dare to neglect, stepped forward and took his teacup.

  At this time, there were coughing and coughing in the Museum of Literature and History.

   Many people start winking.

   It seemed that he couldn't be more popular, a young Hanlin suddenly said: "Ridiculous!"

  The other Hanlin has a more meaningful appearance.

  Wang Bushi continued to bow his head, busy with the matter at hand.

  But the young Hanlin didn’t hold his breath after all, broke the peace in the Museum of Literature and History, he said sharply: “It’s really ridiculous, the dignified Hanlin has a mouth full of dung, and the Qingliu of the Hanlin is like this... Daming, how can it still be stable?”

   "I'm talking about you, Wang Bushi, you are a scholar, why bother to love power and position!"

  He pointed at Wang Bushi.

  Wang Bushi looked down at the manuscript in his hand, but remained silent.

Seeing him like this, the young Hanlin felt righteous and righteous: "We are ashamed to be with people like you. What are you doing here? Why let the world laugh at our Hanlin Academy, the word Qingliu, just like this. It's ruined. As a minister, you should have a strong character, dare to ask, where is your strong character!"

  Wang Bushi's body trembled.

  Scholars are like this.

  Back then...wasn't it the same for me.

  In order to show the strength of character...

  Wang Bushi wanted to refute a few words, but...

  He didn't make a sound.

  Because he is very clear that there is no way to explain the truth. If he argues a few words, other Hanlin will rush up.

It is precisely because he is Qingliu that he knows that Qingliu is terrifying, his words can kill people, and his pen can kill people. If you are in a hurry, they don't mind at all. A group of people swarm up and beat you half to death, even if it is Group fights, this is also an act of righteousness, and it will be a good story among scholars.

"Hmph, you think that it's fine if you don't speak. A gentleman has both virtue and ability. Virtue comes first. Hey, those who are not worthy of virtue will inevitably bring disaster to the world. You and I have been colleagues for many years. I saw you before. She still has a bit of character, but now?"

"If I were you, I would write a letter to the scholars immediately. Your Majesty is a sage. How can you tolerate people like you who see the wind and the rudder? It's just that your Majesty is benevolent and unwilling to depose you, but you are still here, begging for death." Bai Lai, but why?"

  Wang Bushi trembled, begging for nothing...

  He blushed.

  People have self-respect.

  He couldn't help raising his eyes, looked at this colleague, but saw other Hanlin staring at him, looking like they wanted to eat him alive.

  Wang Bushi took a deep breath, and kept saying in his heart, forget it, forget it, bear with it...

   But Hanlin continued to want to say something.

  Wang Bushi suddenly clenched his pen, and said, "Brother Jianchuan is so strong, why don't you scold Liu Wenshan?"

   "..."

   All of a sudden, the Museum of Literature and History was surprisingly quiet.

  Wang Bushi continued: "Brother Jianchuan is so strong, so why don't you scold Fang Jifan?"

   "..."

  Wang Bushi bowed his head and ignored him.

   This time, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest.

  What do you mean, scolding you is for your own good, how dare you be so arrogant here.

  Many Hanlin wanted to roll up their sleeves one after another, all of them looked like wolves and tigers.

   "The king is not an official, the king is not an official..." Outside, someone came in a hurry.

   is a eunuch, soft-spoken, but seems very anxious.

  The **** came in in a hurry and said, "Where is the imperial servant Wang?"

   "..."

  In the Museum of Literature and History, under this weird atmosphere, it seemed surprisingly quiet.

  When the **** saw Wang Bushi, he couldn't help but said, "Wang Shidu is here..."

   As he spoke, he didn't say anything, and saluted with a smile: "Slave servant is polite."

   "..."

  The Imperial Academy were shocked.

   To put it bluntly, the Imperial Academy is the emperor's secretary. Because of this, eunuchs may come at any time to convey the emperor's orders.

   But the eunuchs in Daming are definitely not easy to provoke. The Hanlin is arrogant, but the eunuchs are close to the core of power. Therefore, many eunuchs do not have too much good looks towards the Hanlin.

  But today... the sun came out from the west.

  Wang Bushi held his breath in his heart, but finally calmed down: "What's the matter?"

  The little **** said with a smile: "Your Majesty invites you to go, Wang Shidu is really amazing... Your Majesty may have a heavy responsibility to pass it on personally this time."

   "..."

  What do you mean...

  The other Imperial Academy members looked at each other in blank dismay.

  Wang Bushi was also surprised.

  He still felt a little guilty, this eunuch, could it be that he was being sarcastic.

   "Important task, what important task?"

The little **** seemed very patient, and said slowly: "Don't you know, Wang Shidu, that a large number of horses and chariots have arrived, and countless pig irons have been delivered. It is said that in one day, more than seven million catties of pig iron have been delivered. Now , the price of pig iron, just like Wang Shidu, began to plummet. The current price is only half of what it used to be. I heard that there will be pig iron in the future... In short, what Wang Shidu said to His Majesty yesterday The matter was actually all said. After His Majesty learned about it, Long Yan was very happy, and remembered Wang Shidu's prediction. The servants came to the palace to have an audience. When the servants came, the three elders in the cabinet also heard the news, and all of them were beaming with joy, as if... they also admired Wang Shidu very much."

"Wang Shidu, if you soar into the sky in the future, don't forget about your servants, hehe, hehe...it's not early, please Wang Shidu, leave as soon as possible, so as not to delay the time, your majesty...you can wait urgently Now that I'm done, I'm looking forward... to see Wang Shidu again, and discuss important matters with Wang Shidu."

"what…"

  Wang Bushi was taken aback.

   Sure enough... I was hit by what I said.

  Suddenly, there was ecstasy in his heart.

   This is not just a prediction by myself, but the emperor appreciates it.

  Of course, His Majesty can appreciate himself... This is also an extremely rare thing.

   What's more important... my prediction is completely correct. Doesn't this mean... The Wealth of Nations... as expected.

  Then, the short selling of the old city, the future rise, the shortage of various materials in the future, and the increase of raw materials are all predictable.

  This book...is amazing!

   All of a sudden, Wang Bushi sniffled his nose, and tears filled his eyes.

   I am wronged.

  Now, everything has proved that I am right, I am not a lunatic, and I am by no means a person who plays with the wind.

  He was trembling, still holding the pen in his hand, straightened his clothes, but thought of something, hurriedly put the pen on the pen holder, raised his eyes, and looked at the stunned colleagues.

   These colleagues were obviously shocked.

  What the hell...pig iron suddenly plummeted.

  The situation of hoarding goods is suddenly relieved.

  What Wang Bushi said yesterday was all right.

  His Majesty appreciates it very much.

  Cabinet Grand Bachelor, he is full of praise.

   Next...he is going to enter the palace to face the saint.

  There is an indescribably awkward atmosphere in this museum of literature and history.

Wang Bushi raised his legs, his heart was in a mess, and he didn't know how much emotion he had. He walked a few steps, and was about to step out of the threshold with the little eunuch, but suddenly, he remembered something, turned his head, and looked To the young Hanlin, Wang Bushi said indifferently: "Brother Jianchuan, the old man is doing his best to be an official, why should he send a scholar? Your Majesty wants to make great achievements, and he needs talented people to work for him. At this time , if I hang up the crown and leave, how can I be worthy of His Majesty's kindness, and be worthy of the common people? From now on, stop talking about these jokes!"

  (end of this chapter)