Chapter 231: Shaking the World

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The capital is already boiling.

The grain yield of thirty shi per mu has exceeded all expectations. It can be said that this has subverted the scope of people's imagination.

All of a sudden, people were talking about it, and there were plenty of people who didn't believe it.

But when the hundred households in the village were upgraded to the thousand households, Fang Jifan became the official of the thousand households, the emperor granted the stone workshop, Zhang Xin, the deputy hundred households, was granted the title of earl, promoted to the thousand households, and the rest were hereditary to the thousand households and the hundred households. , at this time, people have no choice but to believe it.

This is true, beyond doubt.

The Ministry of Households has already approached the Tuntian Thousand Households Office, in order to discuss the promotion of sweet potatoes. Even a small school lieutenant or warrior in this Thousand Households Office has now become a favorite.

The whole capital is crazy.

At least Fang Jifan received dozens of invitations in just two or three days. There are quite a few residences of marquises and earls in Beijing, and there are also some court officials.

People will see the direction of the wind.

These princes all have children, and not all of them can make great achievements. Wherever they can make meritorious service, they will naturally send their own children there. Zheng Jin, follow Fang Jifan to cultivate the fields, promote sweet potatoes, and operate in the future, still worry about lack of credit and qualifications?

It can be said that this is the place where many officials' children go.

As a result, many family friends suddenly appeared in the Fang family out of thin air.

Some say that he and Fang Jinglong are old brothers.

Some said that Fang Jifan's grandfather was defeated in the battle of Tumubao, Fang Jifan's grandfather sprained his feet, and he was the one who carried him back to the capital.

There are also stinky and shameless ones, they may be younger, but they are older than young, and the one who posts this door is Brother Fang.

Forehead……

Very...very familiar...

Fang Jifan is sick...

The brain disease relapsed, I can't take it anymore, although Fang Jifan is fearless, but he can't stand the city full of princes coming to fill his children, since he can't afford it, he can only pretend to be dead, ah, no, pretend to be sick.

In order to upgrade the office of one hundred households to the office of one thousand households, in addition to the promotion of the original personnel, it is necessary to transfer guards from each guard, one radish and one pit. Once the sweet potato is popularized and the grain production increases, the imperial treasury will inevitably be abundant. It's a feat within easy reach.

What's more, it doesn't need to fight, it only needs to put in some hard work and sweat, and it doesn't need to bleed to death. Everyone is jealous of such a good job.

Even those dignitaries in Beijing are no exception.

Since Fang Jifan was ill, the matter of recruitment fell on Zhang Xin.

But in fact, it fell on the British public Zhang Mao.

As soon as he heard that Fang Jifan was ill, Zhang Mao came to visit him. He sat in front of the couch and looked at Fang Jifan who was lying on the couch worriedly: "Nephew..."

He also tucked Fang Jifan up with concern.

Seeing that Fang Jifan's complexion is not bad, Zhang Mao smiled: "Brain disease is the same as cold and fever, you want to lie on the couch?"

"..." Although Fang Jifan didn't feel ashamed, he still pretended to be angry: "It's almost the same, it's all the same, it's all sickness."

A shrewdness flashed across Zhang Mao's eyes, and soon Fang Jifan said.

"Your father is not in Beijing, and now all the people in the capital are looking for you, you must feel a lot of pressure, um, I understand, you worry too much, so the brain disease has relapsed, don't worry, the recruitment, hand in a letter, Just leave it to me, who is your uncle, you know who I am, if you want to come to this level, the old man will handle it, since you have to be humane, you will definitely not let people say that you are wrong, as for people, you still have to choose carefully, Don't recruit all the crap, it's bad."

"If you are not convinced, let them come to the old man, and the old man will tear them apart."

Zhang Mao still has the confidence to say this. Outside the capital, there are Wei Guogong and Qian Guogong. They live in Yunnan and Nanjing. In this capital, except for one Dingguogong and Chengguogong, he belongs to the United Kingdom. It's public, he has decided on the candidate, and no one really dares to come here to make trouble.

However, the recruited people, more or less, would also think of Fang Jifan's kindness. After all, Fang Jifan led everyone to get promoted and get rich, right?

Fang Jifan rolled over and got up from the couch.

"With Shibo in charge, things will be easy to handle."

"Where is it?" Zhang Mao smiled, waved his hand, and said proudly: "We are family friends. If your father is not here, I have to make the decision for you. If I see you being stared at by those dog-like things, then Am I, Zhang Mao, still a human?"

"Don't worry, there is nothing that the old man can't handle. If the old man will shelter you from the wind and rain, you can farm your fields with peace of mind. You don't know the kindness of the old man. You only know that the old man is with you." Your father is an old brother, in fact, many things, the old man never told you, you are a child, listening to it is useless."

"What?" Fang Jifan's bright eyes widened suddenly, looking at Zhang Mao in front of the bed, a little confused, how could he hear it, and there seemed to be other inside stories.

"Don't say it, don't say it, there is nothing to say, it's just that you saved your father in Tumubao, what's there to talk about... The friendship between our two families is not worth mentioning, you Don't listen to it, let alone take it to heart..."

Fang Jifan shuddered, the eldest father was Fang Jifan's grandfather, what the hell, Fang Jifan was even more confused.

This change of civil castle is really a place where the dignitaries in Beijing can connect and make friends. My grandfather has been rescued many times by countless people. I dare say my grandfather followed Emperor Yingzong to Tumubao. He didn't even catch his breath.

The road was carried by all kinds of people, fleeing for their lives all over the mountains and plains, and only then did they have their own father and themselves.

But when you think about it carefully, it’s understandable that even though the civil war was the most humiliating war in Ming Dynasty, because of its defeat, no one cared about anyone else. The matter of my saving you, anyway, there is almost no proof of the presence of a third party.

Fang Jifan blushed, finally thought about it, and decided to acquiesce, well, my grandfather was saved again, thank you.

Zhang Mao comforted Fang Jifan before leaving.

Fang Jifan heaved a sigh of relief, there is no way to stay in this city, it is better for him to hide in Xishan.

The Xishan Qianhusuo, like the Baihusuo, is the most prominent, and it is only a signboard for the time being. A gold-plated Tuntian Qianhusuo is shining brightly, especially the word Tuntian, which is extraordinarily dazzling, as if, with these two In a word, Tuntian Qianhusuo is essentially different from other pro-military guards. The school captains and warriors dare not be idle. They have to go to various fields early in the morning to guide people to harvest sweet potatoes. This cart The sweet potatoes piled up like a mountain, and then transported into the city.

Zhu Houzhao also came.

Taking advantage of Fang Jifan's illness, he showed up at Xishan College with a few guards, Liu Jin and others.

At the same time, more than seventy foals were brought along. These foals were obviously carefully selected, equipped with saddles, and their coats were shiny.

The school children were obviously not very enthusiastic when they saw Zhu Houzhao, but when they heard that Zhu Houzhao was going to take them to ride a horse, they cheered and jumped up, very happy.

Zhu Houzhao, dressed in a military uniform, was majestic and majestic. He shouted loudly, and asked the schoolchildren to step on the stirrups and help the horse bridge to get on the horse.

Those gentlemen in charge of enlightenment did not dare to go against the wishes of the Honorary Dean and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Seeing Zhu Houzhao let the schoolchildren spend this great enlightenment time on dangerous games, they all watched from afar, heartbroken I couldn't breathe, tears came out.

"Be careful, don't get kicked by the horse..." They ordered from a distance.

Zhu Houzhao pursed his lips, and said indifferently: "It's good to kick, and you can learn to be smart and have a long memory."

Holding a whip in his hand, Zhu Houzhao looked majestically at a few elementary school children who hesitated to get up, so he rode his horse forward, dismounted, and carried them up one by one. A group of school children sat crookedly on the horse. Someone was holding on to the bridge trembling.

"Soldiers!" Zhu Houzhao shouted: "Follow me to kill the Tartars, run, five hundred steps forward!"

After all, he took the lead and galloped towards the front with arrogance and arrogance.

It should be noted that these little ponies are often the same as the schoolchildren, they recognize their newborns and follow the crowd. The older horse only sits under Zhu Houzhao's seat. When the old horse moves, the little ponies follow along with the schoolchildren The old horses galloped together.

A big schoolboy shouted excitedly: "Haha, I, Xu Jie, can ride a horse...haha..."

"Haha, interesting..."

These are just the excited voices of a few people, and more are the voices of calling parents and mothers.

Fang Jifan stood far away in the ridge of the field. When he just arrived, he saw Zhu Houzhao's unbridled horse trampling on his sweet potato field. He felt a little distressed. Behind him, Wang Jinyuan didn't care. There are plenty of sweet potato fields here. Your Highness, step on some sweet potatoes What's wrong, His Royal Highness came to Xishan to eat and drink, and never gave money.

"Uncle, His Royal Highness is really naughty."

Fang Jifan subconsciously said: "Don't be played badly by him, if something happens, it's over."

Wang Jinyuan nodded with deep sympathy, and said in agreement: "Yes, if something happens, His Royal Highness is fine, but how can we explain to the parents of the schoolchildren?"

Fang Jifan didn't agree with this very much. He turned around, glanced at Wang Jinyuan, and asked with a light smile, "Do you know pen pals?"

"What?" Wang Jinyuan was confused, and stared at Fang Jifan with wide eyes in confusion.

Fang Jifan smiled and ignored him.

Something happened, and the first one to be torn off was His Royal Highness, the seventy-six schoolchildren, one by one, His Majesty could clearly point them out, as the emperor's pen pal, His Majesty knew everyone in the world, If something goes wrong, the crown prince is afraid that he will obediently go to the Ming Zu Mausoleum for a March tour.

But... riding...

Fang Jifan has never been picky about what the schoolchildren learn. After all, he doesn't intend to let these schoolchildren become idiots who care about everything. It's boring to be with these idiots like Ouyang Zhi every day, okay?

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