Chapter 1385: Mystery Revealed

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Fang Jifan returned to the mansion.

He looked like he was holding Zhizhu.

But Zhu Houzhao was already here in Zhenguo Mansion, waiting anxiously for Fang Jifan.

As soon as Fang Jifan came back, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked: "Old Fang, how is it?"

Fang Jifan naturally knew Zhu Houzhao's temperament, and this kind of thing naturally made his heart burn, so he couldn't help smiling at him and said: "Your Majesty was angry at first, but after being moved with emotion and understanding by the minister, Finally understood the stakes, he has made up his mind and let us do our thing."

Zhu Houzhao applauded.

"That's great. I know that when dealing with my father, I should kill my father first. But... I have a question. My father is a saint. What am I?" Zhu Houzhao stared at Fang Jifan with wide eyes, and his eyes revealed He was puzzled, but it was only for a moment that he seemed to have figured it out, and then said with a smile.

"Old Fang, you should let Li Chaowen add a sub-sage to that bastard. Father is a sage, I am a sub-sage, and you are the third sage."

Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao strangely, and said in his heart, if it were the Three Sages, then he should not be called the Three Sages, but Dasha, Ersha and Sansha.

The cause of the incident came from the Statistics Division.

The Statistics Department goes deep into various prefectures and counties to collect local data, and the news that can be inquired is also varied.

One of the biggest problems is that there are still a lot of conservative and old-fashioned forces in the local area.

The theory of Neo Confucianism has been passed down for so many years, how can it be swept away.

Over the years, new studies have gradually gained the upper hand in the capital, Jiangnan, Jiaozhi, Baoding and other areas, but there are still many stubborn scholars in many places.

They are the most numerous, but... not enough.

Because they are a mess.

After all, they couldn't pass the imperial examinations, so asking for money is a little bit, um, it's all precious notes issued by Xishan.

Therefore, apart from scolding a few words at the local level, they seem to have done nothing.

But Fang Jifan was still on guard against them.

Because this group of scattered people has a huge power, and there is a possibility of resurgence at any time.

What they lack now is just a backbone, and in the hearts of these scholars, they also need a backbone.

Because of this, there are some people with ulterior motives who take the opportunity to keep brewing and spread rumors everywhere, saying that the saint is about to come out.

The essence of the so-called sage is that there are many stubborn scholars who need a sage to lead everyone and defend their own values.

Since the year before last, such rumors have been going on. Obviously, someone behind the scenes is fanning the flames. It has lasted for two full years. The news of the saint's birth has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. What Fang Jifan has to do is to beat these guys to the ground. Completely cut off their thoughts.

Therefore... from the beginning, from Li Chaowen, to increasing the intensity of the rumors, attracting the court's attention, and now getting His Majesty's support, this is all planned.

Its purpose is to force the people behind them to surface.

Second, cut off their thoughts.

Seeing that Fang Jifan was silent, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help scratching his head: "Forget it, this sub-sage, just don't do it, what are you doing with a straight face." As he said, Zhu Houzhao's face showed stubbornness, very unconvinced Said.

"Hmph, this is because I am not the emperor. If I were the emperor, I would designate myself as the Jade Emperor and the King of Yama, to unify the Three Realms, and a mere saint. This Palace will seal you as Bi Mawen, wouldn’t it be nice to raise horses for this Palace.”

Zhu Houzhao really did this kind of thing.

Fang Jifan didn't answer the words, but cupped his fists at Zhu Houzhao: "At that time, I will go to Huangjinzhou to become a fan, and take care of my one-acre three-point land. Your Royal Highness, it is not that I will go away cruelly, but that there are dozens of ministers. My relatives are all there, I can't rest assured, I am a person who attaches great importance to feelings, I have dreamed of them these days, in the dream they all sang songs, crossed thousands of miles of ocean, and arrived at the Golden Island happily, Live happily together."

Zhu Houzhao gave Fang Jifan a blank look, and told the truth mercilessly.

"Within ten years, if half of them die, I will chop off their heads."

Fang Jifan was heartbroken, clutching his heart, as if he had been terribly hurt.

"His Royal Highness is too cruel, how can you say such cruel words. Besides, people will die, either from poverty, or from swords and diseases. People in our old Fang family are not afraid of death. I'm afraid of being poor, so if you don't believe me, go and inquire about it."

Zhu Houzhao slapped his head: "Speak seriously, Lao Fang, the problem now is, how can you prove that the father is a saint, and... people in the world can still be convinced? You have guaranteed the ticket, but if you can't convince people, you can't believe it. What is the use?"

This is the crux of the problem.

A saint is nothing, and neither is the Jade Emperor.

The problem is that someone has to believe Li Chaowen's words, otherwise, people will only think that Li Chaowen is just sycophanting, and that he was ordered by His Majesty. What's the point of this...?

Fang Jifan said with a smile: "Soon, Your Highness will know, and when the time comes, His Royal Highness the Prince Custodian's eyes will be wide open."

Zhu Houzhao still wanted to know the answer.

But Fang Jifan refused to say anything about his death, which made him a little frustrated.

Fang Jifan couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder.

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"Don't worry, Your Highness, let's see who will jump out then."

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A letter of impeachment finally appeared.

Most of them are from Nanjing.

People in Beijing, even if they think that His Majesty is a saint is ridiculous, most of them dare not speak out.

After all, most people know that Fang Jifan and Li Chaowen are closely related, and everyone has already seen what kind of person Fang Jifan is. Although they laugh at this matter in private, they dare not say it publicly.

But the impeachment memorial sent by Nanjing Kuaima is different.

There were two sets of teams in the Ming Dynasty.

One set is in the capital, and the other is in Nanjing city.

For example, in the capital, there are the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of Officials, while in Nanjing City, there are also the Ministry of Households and the Ministry of War in Nanjing. The levels of the two sides are the same.

The ministers of the six ministries of Nanjing are stationed in Nanjing City, and their power is not comparable to that of the six ministries of the capital, but they are at the same level.

This time there was a lot of trouble in Nanjing, probably because the vast majority of people thought it was nonsense.

These impeachment memorials almost all pointed out a problem, that is, the lessons learned by the former emperor Chenghua.

When the first emperor of Chenghua was around, he also believed in these Taoists. These Taoists even directly conferred official positions, allowing them to enter and leave the palace freely. God is angry.

And now, is it possible that His Majesty wants to follow the example of the former Emperor Chenghua?

Therefore, I implore the emperor to take down Li Chaowen immediately and punish him, find out who is behind Li Chaowen, and take them down together.

In Beijing, a murderous spirit suddenly rose.

Everyone stared at the palace, as if they were waiting for His Majesty's next move.

And at this time...

Fang Jifan looked at the sent reports one by one, which were all sent by the Statistics Department. When he saw one of them, he almost jumped up, danced happily, and couldn't help shouting.

"Sure enough, I caught it out. Aha, it was this old fox who wanted to be a saint, Wang Jinyuan, Wang Jinyuan, you bastard, come here quickly!"

Fang Jifan looked at the name on the newspaper, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out of excitement, like a butcher who has sharpened his knife and found a good pig in the pigsty. You look at the pig, it is big and round.

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