Chapter 233: Please Fight
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Zhu Houzhao seemed to like this kind of day very much, and came to Xishan every morning.
Looking at the immature faces of these children, with a smile on his face, Fang Jifan said with emotion: "It's all a group of children, look at their immature appearance, it reminds me of my immature self back then. The palace used to be like this..."
Before Zhu Houzhao finished speaking, Fang Jifan said, "So simple?"
Zhu Houzhao blinked and nodded.
Fang Jifan grinned and smiled: "The minister is also very simple."
Well, this smile is too profound!
Zhu Houzhao seemed to have found a sympathy, nodded and said: "I am too."
The two looked at each other and smiled, but each had their own concerns.
Zhu Houzhao likes horseback riding and archery. Here in Xishan, the land is open, which can satisfy Zhu Houzhao's wantonness here, and also in the name of teaching schoolchildren to bow horses.
In fact, Zhu Houzhao was very good at training soldiers. First, he sent Ma Juzi, and then someone sent wooden knives.
Fang Jifan was afraid that the schoolchildren would not be able to bear it. This kind of high-intensity exercise could not be achieved by eating white rice and sweet potatoes, so after the schoolchildren had their morning class, he took the schoolchildren for a trot around Xishan to warm up their bodies. I got them some mare's milk, which was fermented to make yogurt, and sweet potatoes and eggs for breakfast before handing over the schoolchildren to Zhu Houzhao.
Zhu Houzhao left at noon, and the schoolchildren had an extra meal at noon, so that they could sleep well after being tired, and continued to study in the afternoon.
Wang Shouren and others have already selected officials, and their palace examination results, even the most scumbag Xu Jing, are also qualified to enter the Imperial Academy. Wang Shouren, Jiang Chen, and Xu Jing are all good scholars.
All of a sudden, they became officials, and even Fang's family was deserted.
Only in the evening, the disciples left their duty one after another. Occasionally, Wang Jinyuan would send someone to carry the sedan chair and wait at the gate of the Imperial Academy, inviting them to come to Xishan to teach the students.
Wang Shouren was born with the potential to be a good teacher.
In the evening, candlelight was on, and Wang Shouren was still wearing an official robe and a winged cap. In front of the young people, he explained word by word to the schoolchildren what is meant by the Tao and the simplicity.
Jinshi students were in class, and even those enlightened students and scholars sat down and listened very seriously. The moonlit night in Xishan was extremely cold.
The villages and thousands of households at the foot of the mountain have been lit with lamps one after another.
Zhang Xin's wife ran away, so he simply lived in the Qianhu House. He needed to gather all the transcribed things, compile his planting experience into an agricultural book, and only become a book. These valuable experiences In order to continue to promote it.
At this time, Zhang Xin was lying on the case in the candlelit room, his eyes were already a little short-sighted, so Fang Jifan gave him a pair of glasses. It looks a little funny.
Fang Jifan came in on tiptoe, Zhang Xin was very serious and turned a deaf ear to the outside world, even Fang Jifan was standing behind him, he didn't realize it.
"Ahem..."
In the distance, even the sound of reading has stopped, and the schoolchildren have been brought home one by one by their parents. Fang Jifan coughed and said, "Zhang Qianhu, it's late at night."
Only then did Zhang Xin look up in astonishment, and found Fang Jifan standing in front of him, he got up quickly and said, "I've seen Lord Qianhu."
"There are thousands of households, so don't have so many rules." Fang Jifan sat down casually.
Zhang Xin glanced at Fang Jifan gratefully. He was an honest man, and when he saw Fang Jifan, he was immediately embarrassed.
Fang Jifan said: "Winter is coming soon, the farming will be slack, and the warm shed will be left to the people below to do it. You should go to Kaifeng."
A bit of bitterness appeared on Zhang Xin's face, hesitantly said: "My father refuses me to go, saying it is a great shame."
Fang Jifan couldn't help but said: "Your father, you are really a shrewd man..."
Zhang Xin sighed faintly, then turned to say, "Where is Uncle Fang, I don't know how Uncle Fang is..."
This is changing the subject...
Fang Jifan smiled contemptuously: "I am in Guizhou, God knows what's going on now, I guess there won't be any danger."
Thinking of Fang Jinglong, Fang Jifan became bored, and even felt a little depressed for no reason.
When I came out of the value room, I saw a bright moon hanging in the sky. The Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and the silver moon was like a plate. Fang Jifan thought to himself, the moon in Guizhou must be as big as it should be. In Guizhou, many places have not yet been developed, and there is a miasma. There are thorns everywhere, and everywhere are scattered natives who are not of the same heart as Daming, and have their own ghosts.
The month is the same month, but the environment is different.
But I don't know if my father is also looking up at the moon in the dead of night, missing his hometown and himself.
Fang Jifan remembered that at the beginning, he suddenly had a father, and he always felt a little unaccustomed to it, but gradually he got used to it, and he didn't know when he had a feeling of being dependent on each other.
Later... Later, when it was time to part, when we were separated by thousands of miles, I suddenly felt a little more worried. In front of outsiders, no matter how glamorous, in the dead of night, when I looked at the bright moon in the sky, I thought of a person who was thousands of miles away. Like the fate of the ancestors of the Fang family, the father who fought everywhere.
Thinking about it, Fang Jifan's eyes turned a little red, and he didn't know when he started to have a problem with sentimentality, maybe... it was Tang Yin and him.
They are infected, um, it must be, kill them tomorrow.
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Guiyang.
A mansion report copied from the capital was sent to Guiyang City.
Fang Jinglong, the commander-in-chief, has been in a bad mood recently!
In fact, he had just come here to take office, cleaned up the mountain camp, and brought many old brothers, all veterans, loyal to him, and soon firmly controlled the mountain camp in the mountain camp.
This mountain camp is based on the elite drawn from various armies, the supply of food and salaries is very timely, and the combat power is not low.
Fang Jinglong saw that the heat was almost ready, so he began to challenge the governor and middle officials.
Thinking that this is the best time for the rebels to go on in such a stalemate, it is really not an option. It is better to let yourself take the mountain battalion to look for fighters and inflict heavy damage on the rebel army. In this way, in the spring of the next year, if you work hard, you can kill them all. Annihilating.
It is not the first time Fang Jinglong has come to Guizhou. He is quite familiar with the environment here, so he is very confident.
It's just a pity that the governor Wang Shi and the Zhongguan refused to let Fang Jinglong fight to the death. Any battalion can leave Guiyang, but this mountain battalion must never go out.
Fang Jinglong was dumbfounded.
What's the situation, the mountain camp that is most suitable for combat is not allowed to fight, but the other half-bad guys can?
The relationship between the commander-in-chief and the governor suddenly became tense.
In fact, the governor, mid-level officials, and officials of all sizes in Guiyang City were also complaining in their hearts.
Back then...it was too loud.
Such things are tacit and must never be revealed to others.
The mountain camp reported such a great contribution, this is false credit, whoever tells it will die, and it is a gang committing crimes, so no one can escape.
In this way, they have to maintain the 'image' of the mountain camp. If the mountain camp is allowed to fight and lose, even if it's just a small defeat, once word spreads, they will be finished one by one.
That being the case, then the mountain camp can only be enshrined like a mud bodhisattva, and they will not be able to fight if they die, and they must not show their feet!
They also have hardships to say, Fang Jinglong is new here, and he doesn't know the inside story, let alone their difficulties.
A few days ago, there was another big defeat, but it was the rebels who attacked a county town. This county town is a thoroughfare in all directions and a place where military strategists must contend. Therefore, Wang Shi immediately dispatched a guard to rush to help.
Unexpectedly, the rebels were cunning, the siege of the county was false, and the interception of the Ming army halfway was true. They set up an ambush along the way. Suddenly, more than 3,000 people were killed or injured, and the guerrilla general who led the team also died in battle.
Speaking of which, this guerrilla general was an old acquaintance of Fang Jinglong's. He had dealt with this guerrilla general when he was suppressing the rebellion in Yunnan and Guizhou!
Fang Jinglong was furious, and when he received the bad news, he wanted to fight again.
But it was like seeing a ghost.
Although it was a big defeat, even the county seat was gone. The rebel army defeated the Ming army, took the county seat instead, and left after a lot of plunder. Logically speaking, in any case, Governor Wang must retaliate, but Wang Shi still stands still.
Although the governor and the chief soldier are at the same level, Daming has supreme authority in controlling military affairs with literature. In history, Yuan Chonghuan killed Mao Wenlong. This Mao Wenlong was a dignified commander-in-chief. He was so prominent among the military officers. In the end, he would just kill him.
Wang Shi forbade it, and Fang Jinglong couldn't lose his temper even if he had a temper.
As a result, everyone simply submitted their memorials and impeached each other. The court and China did not seem to be interested in this.
Fang Jinglong is an old minister, after being honored, his son has just made great contributions and won the emperor's heart, so naturally he can't bear to criticize him harshly.
And Wang Shi is the governor appointed by the imperial court, and the right deputy is the imperial envoy. He is well-known in the court, and even the three ministers in the cabinet are more or less inclined to Wang Shi in their hearts.
So there was no newspaper to reprimand, but Xie Qian sent Wang Shi a private letter, which basically meant that Wang Shi should not be at odds with civil and military affairs.
On the surface, it was a private warning, but after getting the letter, Wang Shi felt like he had taken a reassurance. The letter sent by the cabinet scholar represented the entire cabinet and was biased towards himself.
What's more, isn't there a middle official who speaks for himself? It is expected that the palace will say some good things about herself.
Therefore, Wang Shi can sit back and relax.
But at this moment, Wang Shi was stunned by a report from the mansion.
After reading the mansion newspaper several times in a row, Wang Shi came back to his senses, and he hurriedly said to the attendant beside him, "Go, invite Fang Zongbing."
Fang Jinglong was at a loss, the relationship between him and Wang Shi was already tense, now that the governor Xingyuan has invited him, he was secretly on guard.
But when he arrived, Wang Shi smiled and said to him: "Mr. Fang, come here, please sit down, please sit down, congratulations, congratulations..."
"What?"
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