Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 994: Predicting the Sacred Heart

Chapter 994 Predicting the Sacred Heart

Looking at the vicissitudes of life on Xu Jing's face.

Fang Jifan felt more and more pain in his heart.

Coming out of Fengtian Hall, Fang Jifan patted Xu Jing on the shoulder.

Xu Jing was restraining his emotions at first, but his mentor's gentle hand patted his shoulder, and tears burst out of his eyes immediately.

"Teacher..."

Fang Jifan smiled: "It has been five years. In the past five years, I have missed you every day. I am very pleased that you have finally returned."

Xu Jing had tears in his eyes: "Let the teacher miss you, and the students will die forever."

Fang Jifan sighed, raised his head, and looked at the sky.

"Go home and cry. Cry here. It's not good to be seen by outsiders. When you go out, the most important thing to remember is, don't lose face as a teacher."

Xu Jing whimpered.

Then, he experienced the comfort of the four-wheeled carriage. Sitting on the sofa, he opened the curtain of the car in a novelty, and looked at the street scene passing by outside the car window: "The new city is really nice."

"Of course." Fang Jifan sat opposite, his sofa was wider, looking at Xu Jing with a smile.

Xu Jing was suddenly preoccupied: "Teacher, student... I want to ask one thing, is our foot really a round ball?"

"Why do you ask that?" Fang Jifan looked surprised.

Xu Jingdao: "Shou Ninghou and Jianchang Bo went out to sea with the students after all, if the mountains, rivers, and oceans under their feet are not round, wouldn't it be... wouldn't it be...the two uncles of the country will never be seen again?"

Fang Jifan sighed in his heart, why is the earth round? It would be better if it were square. In this case, those two dog-like things would have no chance of dying!

Arriving at Zhen Guo Mansion, many people warmly welcomed this uncle. People have an extraordinary respect for Xu Jing.

And on this day, Xu Jing was drunk.

He has never drank alcohol since he went into the sea, but now, with only a few bowls of rice wine, he is as drunk as mud.

He covered his face and wept loudly, with tears streaming down his covered fingers: "I deserve to die, I really deserve to die, they say my parents are here, I don't travel far, I'm a disciple, I can't serve my teacher all the time, I have to teach Teacher is worried, I, Xu Jing, have been unfaithful and unfilial..."

Tears fell drop by drop, the eyes of the brothers were all red.

Fang Jifan sat in the first place dumbly, still a little confused in his heart.

People in this world, what are their brains made of? This kind of thinking, I can't keep up with it.

Fang Jifan coughed: "Father Heng... well, don't cry."

Xu Jing's shoulders twitched, but Fang Jifan's voice was covered by crying: "Men... My mentor is sick, and my disciples can't take care of me. When my mentor encounters difficulties, my disciples can't solve them. The joy of my mentor cannot be shared by my disciples." , then what's the use of my mentor still wanting me as a student?"

Tang Yin hurriedly wiped his tears for him: "Your meritorious deeds, the teacher is very pleased, the teacher does not ask us to repay you."

Wang Shouren, Liu Wenshan, and Jiang Chen all nodded.

Fang Jifan: "..."

I want to report it, hey... hey... I will rely on you to support me in my next life...

Fang Jifan forced a smile and coughed: "That's right, that's what a teacher is like."

In the early morning of the next day, Xu Jing finally returned to normal. Early in the morning, he came to say hello to Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan: "..."

Student Xiao Xu obviously has been at sea for a long time, and he has some ignorance about Fang Jifan's living habits.

But Fang Jifan got up obediently, but Zhu Xiurong found it strange. While dressing Fang Jifan, he asked Fang Jifan not to work hard.

Fang Jifan met Xu Jing in the small hall.

Xu Jing bowed deeply to Fang Jifan: "I have seen my mentor."

Fang Jifan nodded his head, someone had already poured tea, he took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "Come early in the morning, just to say hello."

"Today, the sage ordered the students to meet him. I think he wants to ask about the method of Tuba. The students think carefully, and it is better to ask the teacher for advice."

Fang Jifan thought for a while: "Do you have any suggestions?"

Xu Jingdao: "Governance outside the vassal is a huge problem. The survivors are lost overseas, thousands of miles away, and they have to face the epidemic, the natives, and the Franji people. After all, the court is too far away from them. Two years or two, even ten or twenty years, maybe there will be no rift between them, but what about twenty years later?"

Xu Jing also said: "The most important thing is that if you don't send the survivors, you can't control the world just by making friends with the natives. Therefore, you must send troops and horses, build towns, use China as the trunk, and the four seas as branches. Then, where do these countless manpower come from? Once they start a family and start a business thousands of miles away, are they still willing to be loyal to Daming? The guards sent by the imperial court don’t know much about towns thousands of miles away, so how can they convince the people? If the survivors are promoted to guard, it is difficult to protect them and they will not be separated from their virtues. Therefore, the students feel that this is a hugely difficult task. Your Majesty regards the students as the Protectorate of the World, but this Protectorate is just an empty shelf..."

Fang Jifan could understand Xu Jing's feelings.

The Duhufu sounds good, but it is more difficult to control the world than to reach the sky.

For example, the fleet of the Ming Dynasty is huge, but if there is a stronghold of the Ming Dynasty in the south of Kunlun Continent, how to use the population of this stronghold, and are the local survivors willing to pledge allegiance? What if there is a rebellion? Do you want to suppress it? But when the news reached Daming, it was already a year later. When Daming mobilized troops to prepare for the rebellion, his children could be soy sauce.

There is also the Golden Continent, which is probably the same. Once the survivors have lived there for two, three, or four generations, their kinship with Daming will naturally gradually become weaker and estranged. , let you manage it in a yamen thousands of miles away.

To put it bluntly, the cost of rebellion is low, but the cost of management is too high.

There is no balance in this. The so-called **** of the world is itself a joke.

But if a large number of soldiers and civilians are not moved out, it will be even more difficult to protect the interests of Ming Dynasty in various places.

Fang Jifan said with a smile at this time: "You, it seems that you are still not as good as your Junior Brother Boan, you have forgotten the unity of knowledge and action, right?"

"This..." Xu Jing looked ashamed.

Fang Jifan said: "First of all, the adherents need to be enlightened. No matter where they are in the world, they must have the same values as China. Therefore, we must polish the statue of the old man Confucius."

No matter what Fang Jifan thinks about the saint, he also knows that the saint of Confucius is the greatest consensus in the world today.

"Of course, relying on these alone is not enough to control the foreign countries. If you want people to be willing to serve Ming Dynasty, or in other words, to serve China, its essence requires benefits, not just education. What is benefit? China's porcelain and silk are widely needed in Huangjinzhou, even for future adherents. In the future, they will inevitably expand their territory in Huangjinzhou for production and farming. Their special products will also need to be produced in China. Only then can there be a market. This is like water, and the water needs to flow to make the benefits evenly shared...for example...Xishan Jianye..."

"Xishan Jianye..."

Fang Jifan explained patiently: "If the imperial court appoints a small official to go to Huangjinzhou, will this small official be willing to devote himself to the king's affairs?"

Xu Jing frowned.

Fang Jifan said: "He is thousands of miles away, no one can see whether this little official does a good job or not, so he will naturally be perfunctory, and he doesn't care much about the Shangguan who is thousands of miles away. .”

"But if Xishan Jianye sends a craftsman to Huangjinzhou, will he do his best?"

Xu Jing couldn't help saying: "This..."

"He will do his best, because he has done a good job, opened up the market, and Jianye can make money. If he is given a suitable reward, he will definitely do his best. Therefore... the fundamental point is to let these survivors enter A system, they must rely on this system to maintain their livelihoods, the landowners who grow cotton need it, because only it can buy a large amount of their cotton, and the mine owners also need it, and only it can buy minerals. Similarly, People who need workshops need it, because without it, no one can provide society. Instead of using the power of the government to control the world, it is better to use the bond of interest to connect them."

Xu Jing said in surprise: "The student seems to understand something."

Fang Jifan smiled and said: "It's good to understand, you are going to face the saint today, and there is one more thing I want to entrust to you as a teacher."

Xu Jing hurriedly said: "Just do what your mentor tells you."

Fang Jifan rolled his eyes: "Your Majesty has a lot of silver in his inner treasury. You can think of a way to persuade him to save all these real gold and silver in the bank. Only the silver can produce silver, otherwise, stay in the treasury." There will be mold in it."

"Ah..." Xu Jing was sweating profusely, he was not confident.

Where there is any royal silver, it is all deposited in the bank.

Fang Jifan said: "Don't say I mentioned it, you go and say it."

"Student..." Xu Jing said with shame: "Try to find a way."

Xu Jing took Fang Jifan's hint, but half understood and got into the carriage.

Using commercial interests to connect all the survivors together.

But... how to connect them in series?

And... how to encourage the Remainers to forge ahead?

This... seems like a... headache.

The carriage did not stop when it reached the Meridian Gate, but directly entered Fengtian Hall and stopped, which was the emperor's own will.

Xu Jing was allowed to drive in the palace.

Xu Jing went to Fengtian Hall and bowed down, but at this time, Emperor Hongzhi and several cabinet ministers had been waiting here for a long time.