Chapter 672: Love the People Like a Son Fang Jifan

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Zhang Sheng was dumbfounded.

In fact, when Fang Jifan said just now that the court was in trouble, he had a premonition of something.

Zhang Sheng's face was blue and white.

Raising his eyes, he glanced at His Majesty, His Majesty... also had a strange expression on his face.

Of course, as the Son of Heaven, he shouldn't ask his courtiers to donate money and food, which is unreasonable.

But... after thinking about it, Fang Jifan donated all his mines and set an example... this... this... Minister of Rites Zhang Sheng, enlightening the Quartet, should...

Liu Jian and the others glanced elsewhere, what a tragedy...

This is moral kidnapping, moral kidnapping is a very immoral thing, how much people donate, why should you donate, but... this thing has a market, even in later generations, it is also a sharp weapon for public opinion, let alone This is the time.

The only thing Liu Jian and others can do is not to get burned, um, pretend not to see anything, nothing to do with yourself, I am transparent, Fang Jifan can't see me, can't see me.

But Zhang Sheng was questioned to the head. He suppressed his face and finally said: "This old man is not like the captain. There is a mine at home."

Meaning, I am poor.

Fang Jifan sighed: "Money is more and money is less, everything depends on fate, the most important thing is the heart."

"..." Zhang Sheng suddenly lost his confidence, Fang Jifan, what are you going to do?

Zhang Sheng said with difficulty: "Old man..."

Fang Jifan interrupted him, saying: "Furthermore, Zhang Butang has a mansion in Beijing and two other courtyards. I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of taels of silver. And Zhang Butang is in his hometown. Jiangxi is Jiangxi South City, right? It is a good place, a land of fish and rice, and there are high-quality paddy fields everywhere. I heard that in that southern city, Zhang Butang’s family has ten thousand mu of land. This is a good paddy field..."

"..." Zhang Sheng's breathing became a little short.

You kid, how did you inquire so clearly.

This is a conspiracy, this must be a long-planned conspiracy.

Zhang Sheng took a deep breath, don't get angry, don't get angry, if you get angry, it becomes a joke, he tried his best to smile: "This is passed down from the ancestors."

"Is the ancestor more important than the imperial court?" Fang Jifan said righteously.

Looking at Fang Jifan with clear eyes, Zhang Sheng already wished he could copy someone and beat someone up. Why is my ancestor not more important than the imperial court?

"What's more, it's not right for a gentleman to pass on his poems and books to his family. What's the use of the land?" Fang Jifan said: "The sage's book is clearly written. If you don't believe me, let me show you. A gentleman is a metaphor for righteousness, and a villain is a metaphor for righteousness." Li, now that the court is in such a difficult situation and the lives of the people are so difficult, your family still has tens of thousands of acres of fertile land and so many big houses?"

"..." Zhang Sheng took a deep breath. Normally, if someone said such things to him, he would ignore him, but here, in front of His Majesty, what can he say.

This place...is really passed down from the ancestors.

In fact, Zhang Sheng is still a person with two sleeves, and he can be regarded as a good official.

But even a good official can't use his own land to serve the court.

Fang Jifan continued: "I have donated so many mines, what's wrong with Zhang Butang, he must donate 10,000 mu of land."

10,000 acres...

Originally, Zhang Sheng was still thinking, forget it, if I take out a thousand mu of land, it can be regarded as blocking the mouths of the people in the world, but if I take out 10,000 mu of land, what will Zhang Sheng eat?

He looked at Fang Jifan with a pure face: "The family has a large population."

Fang Jifan laughed: "There are only seventeen people in the family. The rest are all the maids and servants of Zhang Butang's family, right? Three or four are left, and the rest are all dismissed. If you count it like this, it's only two or three." For a family of ten, if each person eats three catties of grain a day, they will definitely not die of starvation, and there are two hundred acres of land, which is enough to feed them."

"..." He actually... even found out the population of his own family.

Hey, look at my temper, I won't beat this kid to death today, my surname is not Zhang Sheng.

Seeing that Zhang Sheng was going to be furious.

Fang Jifan sighed and complained: "If you don't want to donate, then don't donate. You are no one, they are all like me, with noble morals. Why should Zhang Butang be angry? If you don't donate, don't donate."

"..." This is fatal.

Don't donate anymore.

This is clearly saying that he counts pennies and pennies, and is a dignified minister of etiquette. If this is spread, I don't know what will happen. Even if everyone can understand my difficulties, I am afraid they will laugh at them.

my reputation...

Zhang Sheng wanted to die.

Liu Jian and the others looked at Zhang Sheng encouragingly, hold on, Zhang Butang, hold on, don't spend a penny, if you really donate 10,000 mu of land, it will be bad Already, all of you here will suffer accordingly.

Zhang Sheng kept a straight face and kept silent. This matter will pass. He pretended he hadn’t heard and ignored him. There was only a small amount of land at home, donated, what to eat and drink?

Even if it's not for yourself, you have to leave something for the future generations, otherwise, the family fortune will fall, and the Zhang family will be finished?

So...be patient!

At this time Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but said: "Old Fang, you always urge people to donate land to do something. He is reluctant. He usually knows that gold and silver are dung. In fact, this is to make others live in poverty. They are all for others to hear."

"..."

Zhang Sheng's face turned red.

I am the Secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and I preach everywhere, shouldn't I say these words?

There was an unknown fire in my heart, panting heavily, and a mouthful of old blood was about to be spurted out.

I, Zhang Sheng... At any rate, I'm a respectable person...

Fang Jifan blinked and looked at himself.

Those eyes are very clear.

Zhang Sheng was furious and said sharply: "Okay, the old man donated, the old man donated, the old man is the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and the old man is a disciple of the sage. Now, the court really has difficulties, so donate it. Ten thousand mu of land, old man If you can benefit the world by plucking out a hair, why not donate it!"

His eyes were red, as if he was about to spew fire, and he was trembling with anger.

Clay figurines are also angry, even if they eat soil tomorrow, they will donate it, come on, continue to mock the old man, say that the old man is wrong, say that the old man is a hypocrite, old man... the old man will donate all of this ancestral property Come out, how, how?

"..."

Liu Jian and others, their hearts... sank to the bottom.

This is a tragedy.

Fang Jifan is absolutely nothing.

Zhang Butang, oh Zhang Butang, why are you... ah... really... hard to describe.

Fang Jifan was very pleased, and immediately said: "Zhang Butang is a man of integrity, which is admirable."

Zhang Sheng was still panting heavily, the blood in his body was boiling, and the veins on his forehead were exposed, like a glaring King Kong...

Liu Jian and the others did not make a sound, but their hearts sank to the bottom of the valley. Now...the game is over. The Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites has donated, and the captain-in-law also donated. One donated mines, and the other almost donated. It is the vast majority of their own belongings, so people will ask, whether the cabinet chief and assistant university scholars should donate, the cabinet university scholars, should they donate, there are also ministers of the Ministry of war, ministers of the Ministry of punishment, countless Hanlin, countless censors, etc. .

There's no reason not to donate.

...

This promotion, didn't hold back, it's a scam!

Ma Wensheng glared at Zhang Sheng.

Because Ma Wensheng happened to have more than 10,000 mu of land in his family, he wondered if he should move his ancestral grave, maybe his ancestral grave was not buried properly, and there was a problem with Feng Shui.

Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand: "It's enough for Zhang Qing's family to have such a heart..."

Emperor Hongzhi wanted to refuse, but if he allowed it to go on like this, I'm afraid that the whole court would be overwhelmed.

After all, Emperor Hongzhi was a kind man.

Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty, 10,000 mu of land can feed thousands of people in Jiangxi, and there are all good paddy fields. I congratulate Your Majesty. Congratulations to Your Majesty. The livelihood of these thousands of people has come to an end. "

"..." Emperor Hongzhi thumped in his heart.

Thinking about it this way, it really is...

One is Zhang Sheng, and the other is thousands of people.

Emperor Hongzhi simply fell silent.

Zhang Sheng was in a daze, his brain was about to explode, the ground... was gone...

He gradually came to his senses, and he calmed down a lot. With this calmness, he couldn't help but regretted it. Why did he donate it? Why didn't His Majesty say a few words of justice? What happened to me, my offspring...

He was in a daze, and couldn't listen to what was said later. Seeing that the ministers were about to leave with complicated faces, his mind went blank, and he followed them out of the Nuan Pavilion.

Looking at the dazzling sunlight outside, Zhang Sheng had a question in his mind, who am I... Where is this?

Then, a memory flooded my mind.

Then I saw the disgusted faces of Liu Jian and others. Obviously, many people were angered by Zhang Shengkeng this time.

Even Ma Wensheng, the minister of the Ministry of War who is always scolded by people for his bloody head and has no confidence in meeting people, is now glaring at him.

This kind of psychology is easy to understand.

Fang Jifan is a child with brain disease, he can't predict what he will do, this guy is very wicked, but what can you do with him, he is a son-in-law, he should be wicked.

But you, Zhang Sheng, are the Secretary of the Ministry of Rites, you are still a child, and you also have a brain disease. You can't figure out such a big matter at all, you...you are hurting us.

Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao came out hand in hand, the two of them were smiling, Fang Jifan said: "We civil and military officials of Ming Dynasty, civil officials do not love money, military officials are not afraid of death, Your Highness, there is hope for the revival of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Houzhao said: "The Zhang family only has more than 10,000 mu of land. I heard that Master Xie's family is terrible. His family is in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, with hundreds of thousands of mu of fertile land, and servants like clouds."

Xie Qian, who was walking in front, faintly heard it, and his body shook... The old face was flushed, but soon, he walked quickly again, and disappeared in a flash.

Fang Jifan said with emotion: "The world is the public, so why worry about the people not being able to live and work in peace and contentment. If everyone is like Fang Jifan, this peaceful and prosperous world is just around the corner."

"Old Fang..." Zhu Houzhao blinked, and the circles of his eyes were red again: "You are really a good person."

Fang Jifan smiled subtly: "It's nothing, I, Fang Jifan, have no place in my heart except for His Majesty, the prince and the common people."

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