Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1506 Prince Xian

  The clerk did not expect that Zhang Butang would suddenly intervene in an irrelevant Ottoman country, and... also lost such a big temper.

  He was trembling, feeling that Zhang Butang was very unfriendly to the Ottoman prince.

  So I added oil and vinegar.

"There was also a report at Honglu Temple, saying that this prince has no scruples and likes to ask for advice and learn from others everywhere. During the discussion, he even uttered wild words everywhere, saying that he is His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince of Daming...Da Ming... He said that His Royal Highness , Uh... It basically means that His Highness only knows the small details but not the general idea, such a person can only become a craftsman, but cannot become a hero of a generation."

  Zhang Sheng was dumbfounded.

   "He... he actually said that, it's too... too..."

  Exiting the words too, Zhang Sheng didn't know what to say.

   It's just... wise.

  After all, as a minister of the Ministry of Rites, Zhang Sheng occasionally dislikes Zhu Houzhao, learning everything but nothing real.

   It is this Ottoman prince, although he provoked himself to be reprimanded all the time, but...he hangs out with scholars all day long, discussing and asking for advice from people everywhere.

   And also criticized certain behaviors of the prince.

  This... is presumptuous and bold, and it really hinders the diplomatic relations between the two countries, but... why does it sound so pleasant.

   Sure enough, he is...the prince of someone else's family.

  This prince will become a great weapon in the future, maybe he will be the hero of the Ottoman Kingdom.

  Of course, such words cannot be said...

Zhang Sheng's face was tense, and he said lightly: "This is too nonsense. I, the prince of Ming Dynasty, can he talk about it? Isn't Honglu Temple also restrained? But... this person is not without some wisdom, but there is You are smart, but you must not be complacent. Also... Let them submit their credentials quickly, have an audience with the emperor, and wander around the capital all day long, what is going on? Is he an envoy?"

  The scribe was also a little confused.

  What does Butang mean? Is it a compliment or a curse?

  Zhang Sheng suddenly asked again: "What is the meaning of this person's friendship with great Confucian scholars and scholars?"

The clerk said: "The Honglu Temple said that this person yearns for the prosperity of my Ming Dynasty. He has been looking for the way to make the country rich and powerful. He thinks it must be related to customs and learning, so he communicated with great Confucianists and scholars, and he also communicated with great scholars. The monks and Taoists discussed, and even... even invited Confucian scholars to return to the country with him in the future."

  Zhang Sheng frowned suddenly, and said in amazement: "This prince is ambitious and should not be underestimated. His heart is for China. Does he also want to follow the example of Zhao Guohu in the Spring and Autumn Period?"

   This allusion of Hufu riding and shooting comes from the period of King Wuling of Zhao in the Spring and Autumn Period.

  Of course, in this analogy, Zhang Sheng said that because the Ottoman prince yearned for Ming Dynasty, he became interested in Chinese learning and religion.

  The scribe said helplessly, "I don't know."

   Zhang Sheng saw that there was nothing useful to ask, so he said: "I see, you can go now."

  Zhang Sheng sat on the chair, and when the scribe left, his face was uncertain.

   I have to say that the Ottoman Prince Suleiman made a deep impression on him.

  With a thought in his mind, he took up the pen and ink, wrote like flying, and wrote a memorial.

  ...

  The experimental field in the greenhouse is about to harvest.

  Zhu Houzhao was even busier.

   You need to see the data of each test field with your own eyes before you can rest assured.

  If there is anything unusual, you need to visit in person. These days, Zhu Houzhao is full of earthy smell, and he has a bit of the demeanor of a descendant of earth.

  Fang Jifan invited Zhu Houzhao several times, all because he wanted Zhu Houzhao to preside over the Jiaofang Division.

   It is urgent to recruit musicians and establish theater troupes in various counties. His Majesty has already allocated money, and everything is ready to go.

  Kejiaofang is under the control of the Zhenguo Mansion, so His Royal Highness needs to come to make an idea in person, or at worst, you can make a rubber stamp.

  Where is your seal?

After being urged several times, Zhu Houzhao came late, but with an angry look on his face. When he arrived at the Zhenguo Mansion, he saw Fang Jifan sitting and drinking tea calmly, and seven or eight officials of the Jiaofang Division were standing with their heads down. .

  Leaded by Jiaofang Si Fengluan, a mere ninth-rank official, was so excited when he saw the prince, he knelt down subconsciously.

  Only the new You Si Le, Wu Jiawang, did not kneel down in a hurry. After all, he had seen the world before... but Hanlin.

   In this way, he stands out from the crowd.

  So Zhu Houzhao noticed Wu Jiawang, frowned and said, "Others are kneeling, why don't you kneel?"

  Wu Jiawang felt that he was different from others, and there was no trace of fear on his face, but he talked eloquently: "His Royal Highness, there is a saying in the Book of Rites..."

He half-spoken, but his Shangguan Fengluan was in a hurry. He looked up and stared at him angrily, and snapped: "What book of rites, what do you think the Jiaofang Division is? There is only the emperor here in the Jiaofang Division, and we are in charge of music." What do musicians do? They please people. What book of rites are you talking about? In front of His Royal Highness, you are a mere musician. Do you have a place to speak here? You bastard, kneel down!"

   These words almost pointed at the nose and scolded people.

  However, this unpopular Feng Luan was reprimanding his subordinates.

  Hanlin has the rules of the Hanlin, and the Hanlin needs to show its own strength of character, so when you become an Hanlin, you can stand out from the crowd from time to time.

But when you come to Jiaofangsi, what kind of thing are you? The ranks of the officials are all lower than others, and they talk loudly and show their strength. Have you taken the wrong medicine?

   But to Wu Jiawang, these words were nothing less than a great shame and humiliation. He glanced at his Shangguan Fengluan and wanted to say something, but several other colleagues also followed suit, and they were also in a hurry.

  Then Zuo Shaowu also sternly said: "What are you doing standing still, kneel down, you are so stupid."

  Zhu Houzhao listened to them attacking each other, but found it quite interesting, so he didn't interrupt, and watched the music quietly with Fang Jifan.

  Wu Jiawang felt that he was so wronged that he was about to cry. He sniffed, and finally bowed his head, bowing down with shame and indignation.

Seeing him kneeling down, Feng Luan heaved a sigh of relief, and said to Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan with a flattering smile: "Your Highness, Duke Qi, this Si Le is new here, and he doesn't know many rules well. No wonder."

  Zhu Houzhao hummed, but said kindly: "I'm not to blame, what's there to blame, I'm angry with a Si Le?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Feng Luan was so happy that he almost danced with his arms and legs: "Your Highness is so wise, you are so many, let the officials wait like a spring breeze, and the officials and others can see His Highness and Qi Guogong, this is Sansheng Fortunately."

As he spoke, his eyes were red, he cried, and choked with sobs, "If my late father knew about it, I don't know how happy he would be. My father...you died early. If you died a few years later, you would have seen your baby." Today... I met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Duke Qi..."

  Fang Jifan sat there, his body trembled suddenly, and he said in his heart, this mere Fengluan actually possesses special skills, and Fang Jifan, after all, still underestimated the heroes of the world.

  Zhu Houzhao saw that he was about to cry, but instead became unhappy, and scolded impatiently: "Why are you crying? After you say that, the good place becomes dense, as if a ghost is about to come. Shut up."

   "Yes, yes, I just can't help myself, the Crown Prince can't blame you."

  Wu Jiawang looked at his superior sadly, continued to kneel silently, and then buried his head, he wanted to die...

   Immediately afterwards, it was about the selection of the troupe.

  There are many people in the world who are happy.

   Now, people will be selected from among these musicians. How to establish the theater troupes in various prefectures and counties, how to arrange the repertoire, and how to perform performances are all urgently needed at the moment.

  Actually, Fang Jifan has already prepared the solution.

   What Zhu Houzhao has to do is, as the crown prince and the Duke of Zhen, just express his consent one by one, and leave the rest to Fengluan, Shaowu and Si Le.

Naturally, Zhu Houzhao had to warn them: "This is something that my father told me. There will be Jingchao watching you. If things are not handled well, or if you dare to play favoritism and cheat in it, then don't blame me for pickpocketing." You know, the ancestors of this palace are best at this."

Feng Luan was so frightened that his face turned green, and he hurriedly said: "Don't dare, dare not. Everything is guided by His Highness the Crown Prince and Duke Qi, and the subordinate officials are doing chores for His Highness and Duke Qi. As long as His Royal Highness and Duke Qi give orders, Let's just do it as hard as we can, what are subordinate officials, they are dogs, they have no other strengths, they are obedient."

   As he spoke, he raised his face and showed a flattering smile.

   What he actually said Zhu Houzhao was stunned for a while, and he couldn't find any mistakes at all. In the end, Zhu Houzhao had to spit out a word impatiently: "Get out!"

  Feng Luan didn't panic when he heard that, instead he happily led his assistants out.

  Zhu Houzhao still couldn't get back to his senses. After a long silence, he said to Fang Jifan, "Why are these officials different from the usual ones?"

"This is an unpopular official." Fang Jifan said: "All the officials in the capital are of higher grade than them, and they can be strangled to death with a pinch of a finger. Moreover, those who manage music are inherently humble, regardless of whether they are civil or military. And Qingzhuo, they are all contemptuous, if they don't know how to observe words and expressions, they would have died without a place to bury, so...the most tactful."

Zhu Houzhao was happy: "If everyone is like this, I will not worry. Lao Fang, is the matter over? After it is over, I have to go back and fiddle with the test fields. Several test fields have been infested by insects. Lah, this can’t be sloppy, we have to get rid of the bugs.”

  Fang Jifan held back Zhu Houzhao who was about to leave, but said seriously: "Your Highness, wait a moment, there is an important matter that needs to be reported."

  (end of this chapter)