Chapter 1377 The Movement Is so Loud that some People Can't See It

Liu Guan was very ashamed, and when he saw Fang Xing, he laughed at himself: "I was deceived by that Chen Shengduo's weakness, who knows that this person is actually hiding his secrets, ashamed."

Fang Xing was writing a memorial, when he heard the words, he put his pen down and said, "This person is just delaying time. Once Chen Buyan is captured in the capital, he will be able to copy things from his house. But why is this person so sure that Chen Buyan can do it?" Turn over? It's ridiculous."

Liu Guan sat down, and said with a worried face: "Three of the six departments of Jinling were taken down, and Zheng Duomian, who was inspected by the court, was not spared. Your Highness is in a hurry! We should wait for His Majesty to deal with it."

"what are you worried about?"

Zhu Zhanji made this trip with the intention of establishing his prestige, and Fang Xing thought it was not a lot to win three books. If it wasn't for the Minister of Rites who was just dawdling in his life and had no specific business to do, he could have won it.

Liu Guan looked outside the door, walked forward, and said in a low voice: "Don't forget about science. It's no secret that Your Highness is close to science. This time, one guy won three ministers, one Zuodu censor, and the officials below are more More than 300 people were arrested, Xing Hebo, don't underestimate the southerners!"

Fang Xing said coldly: "Three of the six were beaten, who else would dare to make trouble?"

Liu Guan smiled wryly and said, "To be honest, if it wasn't for worrying about being implicated in the future, I wouldn't want to say it."

Fang Xing's expression remained unchanged: "Master Liu, please tell me."

Liu Guan stared at Fang Xing, and said slowly: "It doesn't matter if you take down three books, even if you take down all of them, Xing Hebo knows... is science spreading in the south now?"

Fang Xing already understood, and he said, "But it's only spread around those ordinary people who can't go to school all their lives, could it be..."

Liu Guan sat up straight, and said with a half-smile: "Uncle Xinghe, the common people have learned science...how do you let those gentry and officials manage them?"

Fang Xing remained expressionless,

Liu Guan sighed and said: "Uncle Xinghe, I've read the few scientific books, and they are really useful for enlightening wisdom, and the common people are enlightened... What can the officials do... Besides, you put it first Where is it holy?"

Fang Xing smiled: "The style of writing in the south is at its peak, and it is rumored that every village has a village school. Are you still afraid of science as a straggler?"

Liu Guan leaned back, hissed exaggeratedly, and squinted at Fang Xing and said, "But this trip to the south is too big. Xing Hebo, Li Wei is not established like this. It's no secret that His Highness is close to science. Six parts Went to the three departments, plus a Zuodu censor, hundreds of officials were arrested, Xinghebo, what are you doing?"

These words sounded like he was asking questions, but Fang Xing just smiled. He didn't know why Liu Guan was so upset today that he came to show his favor.

Liu Guan said calmly: "This is stabbing a hornet's nest. If I don't do it well, I will be hated by the southern literati, so even if it is for myself, I have to persuade, but it is... too late."

What is the ending of poking a hornet's nest?

"After the officials have escaped, they will be afraid. Xing Hebo will naturally know what they are afraid of, so...they will not act, but the people in the south are outstanding, and there are many prestigious gentry. These people are the actual controllers of the south. Xing He Bo, don't underestimate him!"

Fang Xing said expressionlessly: "This is just a collision, and it's just a tentative collision. Fang has been waiting for a long time..."

The Northern Expedition is imminent, and Zhu Di's body is also going downhill. Fang Xing has long wanted to find an opportunity to meet the scholars in the south.

Fang Xing walked outside the door, looked at the sun, and said with a smile: "This person is like the four seasons of the year. Nothing is smooth sailing. Today the sun is shining brightly, and tomorrow it may rain cats and dogs..."

...

The south has always been the rear of the Central Plains. Since the Song Dynasty, unless it was the eve of the country's subjugation, the south was always singing and dancing.

And this kind of environment has also made the business in the south prosperous. After they have money, they must study, so schools are densely distributed all over the country.

There is a professor in Yingtianfu. Note that this professor is not a professor like Guozijian. He is the only professor with a staff in Yingtianfu.

From the ninth grade, it seems to be very low, but this person worked as a professor in various parts of the south in his early years, until he was over 60 years old, his children and grandchildren were worried about his health and persuaded him, so he retired at home.

Such a person may seem inconspicuous, but when Yan Bingxing's 60th birthday came, people from all over Ming Dynasty came to celebrate Yan's family and almost drowned him.

This was a big gathering for Yan Bingxing before he retired, and it was also his birthday to pave the way for his descendants. So far he has been half-retired at home.

As he gets older, he needs to know how to keep in good health, so Yan Bingxing would take a walk in the courtyard after getting up every day, and he would be accompanied by his concubine Fei Yan who had just taken in half a year.

Yan Bingxing's face was always stern, and his long career as a professor made him calm down. The three long beards are fluttering, and the corners of the mouth on both sides are bent, and most people will feel guilty when they see it.

But Feiyan doesn't, at the age of seventeen, with a green-like figure, Yan Bingxing's face is a little more tender with that slender figure.

"Master, you didn't sleep well last night, you should rest after breakfast."

Feiyan tilted her head playfully and stopped in front of Yan Bingxing, with her hands behind her back, her figure became more and more attractive.

Yan Bingxing stared, but Feiyan was his favorite in the past six months, so he was not afraid at all.

"What do you know? This is a big matter, and the old man will naturally have to consider it."

Yan Bingxing beckoned, Feiyan jumped over, and then stretched out her little hand, allowing the hand with age spots to hold it.

After breakfast, Yan Bingxing called for his eldest son Yan Pengju, and then Yan Pengju went to hail a car himself and accompanied his father out.

Yan Pengju is very steady. He is currently working as a professor of the Five Classics in the Jinling Imperial College. His position is not high, but Yan Bingxing has face.

But when they got outside the mansion, the gatekeepers were Zhu Zhanji's guards, but they didn't know the Yan family's reputation.

"His Royal Highness is dealing with political affairs and has no time to see guests. Please go back."

Yan Pengju was stunned, there was no one in Jinling who didn't know his family, but...

With a dry cough behind him, Yan Pengju hurried to help his father get out of the car.

Wearing a Tsing Yi, Yan Bingxing cupped his hands and said, "Professor Ying Tianfu Yan Bingxing would like to see His Highness, and please inform him."

Seeing Yan Bingxing's demeanor, the guard put away his contempt, nodded and said, "Wait."

Not long after the guard came back, he nodded and said, "Mr. Yan, please come in."

Yan Bingxing nodded slightly, and entered the mansion with Yan Pengju's support.

After seeing Zhu Zhanji and Fang Xing in the front hall, Yan Bingxing didn't even look at Fang Xing, but respectfully saluted Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji didn't know this person at first, but it was Fei Shi who introduced him, and then he knew Yan Bingxing was following him, so he met him out of the way.

"Mr. Yan, please sit down."

There is always preferential treatment for seniors, no matter who they are.

After sitting down, Yan Bingxing cupped his hands and said with piercing eyes, "Your Highness, I heard that His Highness wants to promote science..."

Zhu Zhanji smiled slightly and said, "What does Mr. Yan mean by that?"

Those in positions of power should not express their opinions easily, otherwise they will be used as excuses.

Yan Bingxing narrowed his eyes slightly, just like he used to look at those students who made mistakes, "Your Highness, the so-called science, I have seen it before, but it is a science that deceives people's hearts. If this way is promoted, the world will decline. People's hearts are not old, if it goes on for a long time, the Great Ming will be in danger!"

Fang Xing was looking at Yan Bingxing, seeing his words pushed back Zhu Zhanji's evasive tactics.

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