Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter Nine Hundred and Ninety-Fifth: Is There Anywhere in the World (Revision)

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Scholarships are very useful for business schools.

Since it is a business school, the tuition fee will inevitably be higher. If it will make you rich, you still care about the tuition fee. Are you still human?

The business schools of later generations are worthless because of the knowledge explosion. Everyone has a business book, and you can pick up a bunch of keyboard businessmen on the Internet.

But in this era, business studies is a science similar to dragon slaying in this period of waste.

The ancients paid little attention to business, and there was no systematic summary of commercial activities, and there was almost nothing about the relationship between business and industry, and even the relationship with the court and government. They are even more ignorant of the rise and fall of the industry.

At this time, a small group of people have learned this knowledge, and they are like pearls among the broken stones. Not only what they have learned can be used in practice, and even, it can be widely used in the country's great politics.

Therefore, the tuition fees of business schools are seven times that of ordinary subjects.

But even so, many merchants either came to study in person, or sent their children from the clan.

Of course, it is not enough for these wealthy merchants to study.

Many scholars, even famous scholars, suddenly became interested in business studies.

In this world, there are always people who are different, people like Wang Bushi.

They have a lot of complaints about stereotyped writing, and they want to learn some practical methods, that's all.

But the tuition fees of the business school are too expensive, even for ordinary gentry families, it is a bit difficult.

With this bonus, it will be much better. With 2.8 million taels of shares, the value of the shares will increase, and the annual dividends will be quite a lot. When the market is booming, a dividend of hundreds of thousands of taels a year is not a problem.

Such a huge bonus can cover not only the business school, but also some scholars from other schools.

Good people... always do it to the end.

Fang Jifan decided to invest 200,000 taels himself, making up 3 million to solve the difficulties of some disciples and grandchildren. As soon as the list was issued, everyone in the academy was excited, and many people rushed to tell the story.

Fang Jifan was very pleased. With his hands behind his back, he looked through the glass window and watched those apprentices and grandchildren jumping for joy. There were faint tears in the corners of his eyes.

It seems that my huge bonus is not in vain. In this world, the most important thing is feelings. The world is full of peaches and plums, which can only satisfy people's vanity. Only the feelings of cultivating trees for ten years and cultivating people for a hundred years are the most beautiful things that I bring to the world. one's gift.

"Young Master, Young Master...Master...Master...Go back to Beijing!"

"What!" Fang Jifan looked back suddenly, this time, he really had tears in his eyes.

My father... has come home!

For these years, Fang Jinglong has been away, but Fang Jifan, a son, does not know that his father cares about him in every possible way, letter after letter, and countless entrustments. He is not doing well outside. Although he is guarding one side, However, the environment in Guizhou is not as comfortable as Beijing. What's more, people are in the army, waiting for death. These years, I don't know how many things I have worried about, but all of this...Fang Jifan knows better than anyone, all of this is for himself.

Fang Jifan rushed out with a whoosh: "Where is the person?"

"I'm going to the palace. I'm going to the palace first to see you. I'm afraid I'll come to Xishan soon."

"No!" Fang Jifan was about to cry with excitement: "I'm going to Daming Palace right now, prepare a car for me, haha, my father is back!"

Fang Jifan rubbed his hands excitedly, his father, when he came back this time, obviously wanted to follow the king's order to go to Huangjinzhou.

Actually... In this world, no one can force him to go.

He is an old minister and a loyal empress who has worked hard to guard the palace of the Ming Dynasty. As long as he doesn't want to go and casually says that his old illness has relapsed, His Majesty will never embarrass him.

But his answer was very straightforward. In the report from Guiyang, there was only a concise sentence of compliance.

Going to the Golden Isle is thousands of miles away. Once you go to sea, life and death are on the line. Disease, long-distance trek, shipwreck, and storms, for a person who is over the middle of the year and has not been as energetic as before, all of these things are very important. It's a nightmare.

Even if you arrive there safely, you may not be able to return to your hometown after many years. The attachment of the ancients to their hometown is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people. Therefore, those sailors and sailors who went to sea would not go to sea if they had a little way out. If it weren't for the fact that there was no way out and they wanted to fight, no one would be willing to leave their hometown.

But my father obviously has a choice. He can choose to remain in Guiyang and guard one side, or he can choose to return to Beijing after his illness, and take care of his grandchildren to take care of him for the rest of his life.

But he chose such a path. This is a path leading to hell. Once he goes there, he can't turn back.

Fang Jifan didn't care about adjusting his clothes, and got into the carriage in a hurry. He took a deep breath, thought about all kinds of things, and he couldn't live up to it. He wanted to see his father immediately, and look at this selfless man who gave him the kindness of upbringing people.

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Emperor Hongzhi sat high behind the throne, his eyes were bright, and he stared intently at the gate of Fengtian Temple.

Outside, there was the knocking sound of boots stepping on the tiles step by step.

Ka... Ka... Ka... Ka... Ka...

The footsteps were hurried and powerful.

When a burly figure appeared at the gate of the palace, Emperor Hongzhi's eyes lit up.

Fang Jinglong is here.

He stepped forward quickly, and when he reached the palace, the Forbidden City had become the Daming Palace, and the capital had already looked different.

But this was nothing to Fang Jinglong, he didn't have time to appreciate the magnificence of the new city and the majesty of the new palace, as if he had something on his mind, when he arrived in the palace, he bowed down: "Fang Jinglong, I have seen Your Majesty, long live my emperor! "

Emperor Hongzhi was touched by the case and sighed: "Your family, there is no need to be polite. Come here and give Fang Qing's family a seat."

"Your Majesty." Fang Jinglong said solemnly, "This time I have brought the military and civilian regulations of Guizhou and Jiaozhi Second Chief Envoy. Please read it, Your Majesty."

He took out a thick charter from his sleeve, which was the result of the reforms he had carried out in Guizhou and Jiaozhi in the past few years, as well as the military and civil affairs he had carried out, as well as some documents of the guards. This can be regarded as a thorough explanation to the imperial court, and it can be regarded as the handover of one's own mission.

Emperor Hongzhi nodded.

An eunuch took over all these documents and wanted to send them to Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand: "I'll see later."

The eunuch understood, held the document, and stepped aside.

Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyes and continued to look at Fang Jinglong: "Fang Qing's family, you have lost weight."

Fang Jinglong said: "Returning to Your Majesty, the minister is thinner. Fortunately, if he is fat, it will make people laugh."

Emperor Hongzhi smiled, seeing that he was full of energy and vigor, and he looked like a tiger minister.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "I have made it clear in my decree about the Golden Continent. It is thousands of miles away from me in Ming Dynasty. Xu Jing treats me very painfully. I think about it. Sooner or later, Continent will be my confidant's trouble. People have no long-term worries, but they must have near-term worries. I want to solve the scourges of future generations with one dynasty. What do you think?"

Fang Jinglong did not hesitate: "Your Majesty's will is like a military order, and the military order is like a mountain. I am a warrior, and I just obey the order."

Seeing Fang Jinglong, Emperor Hongzhi answered simply.

This answer did not disappoint Emperor Hongzhi. It was this kind of person who he wanted to choose and entrust important responsibilities to.

Emperor Hongzhi nodded, and said with relief: "What I'm waiting for is the words of the Qing family. Now that you are in danger, you are ordered. If you go here, there may be many obstacles, and even... your life may not be guaranteed. Is there anything you want to explain?"

Fang Jinglong said sonorously and forcefully: "Your Majesty will take care of your descendants. Everything else is a matter of life and death. I respect the virtues of my ancestors and accept the order of the emperor without fear!"

Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help being a little moved.

This is a loyal minister.

Emperor Hongzhi stood up, with his hands behind his back, and stared at Fang Jinglong firmly: "You will not fail me, and I will not fail you, even if you go to sea, don't worry about family matters!"

Fang Jinglong took a deep breath: "Chen...thank you."

Emperor Hongzhi's eyes fell on the floor-to-ceiling glass, looking at the bell tower outside the glass window, he took a breath, his eyes were full of worries: "Going here, the first thing to do is to resettle the soldiers and civilians so that they can reclaim land and build a ship port. People can live and work in peace and contentment. In addition, treat the natives as long as you are willing to live in peace. If you are not willing to live in peace, you can take advantage of yourself. Take precautions against the Frangji people, and never tolerate and raise traitors. I will not allow them to appear In the West, I will not allow them to wreak havoc in the Tianzhu Sea, nor allow them to touch the Kunlun Continent, let alone allow them, they are qualified to fight against our Ming Dynasty in the Golden Continent. In the whole world, is it the land of the king; the shore of the land , Could it be the kings and ministers, as Qing's son Xizheng said, Franji people admired the art of witchcraft, falsely called sd, and caused disasters to the world, I will use the way of a sage to punish his heart, and use Qing and Xu Jing, cut off his minions!"

"Your servant will... do your best!"

Emperor Hongzhi recovered a bit of fatigue, and smiled: "Very well, what I'm waiting for is the words of the Qing family..."

He looked at Xiao Jing, and said indifferently: "Preaching the decree, Fang Jinglong, the Marquis of Pingxi, has made meritorious service in guarding the southwest. Now he has fulfilled my decree, and has traveled to the extreme west. This sincerity should be commended and encouraged, and bestowed on the Duke of the state, hereditary and forever. Never stop!"

Fang Jinglong was taken aback, and couldn't help raising his head, looking at Emperor Hongzhi in astonishment.

Duke...

This is a title that has not appeared since Emperor Wen Jing Nan.

Those who can be qualified to become the Duke of the state are only six families in the world, and they are not granted imperial titles unless they have made great achievements.

But His Majesty... bestowed it on the Duke directly.

I'm afraid... On the one hand, I want to reward myself for my loyalty and meritorious service. In addition, I also hope that I can go to the Golden Continent as the Duke of the state, so that I can command the troops.

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This chapter is more difficult to write, and I haven’t written generously for a long time, so the update is late, sorry, the fourth update is delivered today, go to bed first, try to update it as early as possible tomorrow, and ask for a monthly ticket!

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