Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 299 Reward

  At this moment, the sky began to snow heavily, and the snowflakes fell like goose feathers, covering the whole world in a vast expanse of whiteness.

  A majestic pass that looks like it is frozen, but it reveals its outline. This majestic pass lies between the vast mountains and mountains, like the head of a crouching dragon, it is extraordinarily majestic.

  Beyond this majestic pass, a person who is staggering and carrying a huge burden looks extraordinarily small.

  Like an ant, this person was panting tiredly while walking.

  His body was already covered by drifting snow, and even the exposed clothes were already filthy, like a mop covered in mud.

  Facing the icicle-like cold wind, he walked in the snow with difficulty, leaving a series of deep footprints.

  I saw the eyebrows and eyes, which seemed to have been frozen stiff, only the breath was still breathing.

  Under the burden behind him, several icicles actually formed. When he took a step, the icicles trembled, but he still gritted his teeth and walked with difficulty.

  Finally, the whites of his eyes closed, and his almost lifeless pupils suddenly lifted up.

  He saw Xiongguan, at this moment...

He cried.

  Finally... I couldn't hold on anymore, the burden behind my back shook and fell to the ground with a clang. Countless pots and pans, as well as corn bread, half-bitten steamed cakes, were all scattered in the snow.

  He is Liu Jin.

  The Liu Jin who ran out of Jinzhou City in a hurry but could not find Ouyang Zhi, and the Liu Jin who chased for more than ten miles and was unwilling to return to Jinzhou. He thought Ouyang Zhi should be right ahead, so he gritted his teeth and continued to chase.

  After running for dozens of miles, Liu Jin realized that he might have gone in the wrong direction, but had to keep going.

   That one found a post station with great difficulty, finally heaved a sigh of relief, rushed into the post station, and reported himself, only to find out that his ticket was in Ouyang Zhi's team Liu Jin.

  That Liu Jin who was beaten out by the guards in the post station and wandered in the wilderness must return to the pass.

  The Liu Jin who stole food and clothes from people along the way, but was chased by the farmer with a rake and the vicious watchdog for several miles, but ran very fast with a whoosh, throwing off the farmer and the vicious dog.

  The beggar all the way, holding pots and bowls, unkempt, Liu Jin who once cried in the street market and said that it is okay.

  That Liu Jin who was beaten to the point of bleeding for eating Bawang’s meal, ended up washing dishes in the inn for a few days in the biting weather.

   That Liu Jin who still did not change his original intention, kept his mission in mind, still went south, and refused a kind old woman to take him in.

  He... wants to live.

   want to go back.

  He finally understood why his father asked someone to cut off his body and send it to the palace, and he started to feel no resentment in his heart.

  He raised his head, looked at this majestic pass standing between the vast white world, and felt indescribably kind. After passing this pass, there are two worlds, one side is heaven, and the other side is hell.

  But at this moment, he still wanted to cry... so he sobbed silently in the snow.

  We... Liu Jin... are back!

Then, he stopped his tears, got up, hunched over, picked up all the cornbreads, broken bowls, porcelain plates, iron pots, and half a steamed bun on the ground, and carried the familiar roll on his back . Unkempt, he wiped his head with his hands hard, revealing a face full of pot ashes.

  He held his head up, his eyes were firm, and then he limped and continued to stride towards Shanhaiguan.

Under the wind and snow all over the sky, in the vast expanse of snow like a blank space in a landscape painting, a new footprint appeared again, and the footprint slowly extended to the distance. In the end, the snowflakes of goose feathers covered up everything. footprint.

  …

  A man dressed in short clothes hurried in at the Dongjiuji Factory, and after a while, a stall owner from the Dongchang came out in a hurry, and flew to the Meridian Gate, where an **** had long been waiting.

  The head whispered a few words with the **** in the doorway, the **** understood, and quickly ran towards the depths of the palace.

  The entire East Factory is like an old machine, but once it is started, it starts to run crazily.

  Although the ancestor was not scolded, it is said that, in front of His Majesty, he did not know for several consecutive times, which made the ancestor so depressed that he did not sleep well for several nights.

  If ordinary people are angry, at most they go home and beat their wives.

  But if the ancestors were too angry to sleep and eat, the children and grandchildren would be trembling. They knew that if they didn't work hard, they would die. It wasn't someone else who died, but themselves.

   "Godfather..." The little **** knelt down on the duty room of the Supervisor of Ceremonies out of breath.

  At this time, Xiao Jing was leaning on the chair, his face was livid, his eyes were full of anger, while several eunuchs were bowing their bodies, embracing Xiao Jing with fear.

Scattered on the ground were a few proposed bills sent by the cabinet. According to the rules, the cabinet drafted the bills, and the ceremonial supervisor approved the red. All trivial matters need to be dealt with by the emperor himself, so these matters fell on the head of the chief inspector.

  If the emperor was lazy, he might not even care about important matters, and left all decisions to the chief inspector, then the chief inspector would inevitably have great power, because all the affairs of the world were in their hands.

  But if the emperor is diligent, what the Lijian can do is to assist the emperor and deal with some trivial matters.

The affairs of the world, no matter how big or small, as long as they are brought into the palace, even if they are insignificant, in the eyes of the emperors and ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, they are just a matter of little effort, but as long as they are outside the palace, in fact, they are important matters related to tens of thousands of people , Determined the life and death of countless people.

Now, Xiao Jing lost his temper. He glared fiercely at a senior **** of the Supervisor of Rituals, and angrily said: "What's the use of keeping you like a dog? I said it a long time ago. Your Majesty's memorials for redemption also need to be checked. You Don't you have eyes? You sent out such a crucial critique without even raising your eyelids?"

  The great **** knelt down in fear, tears streaming down his face, and said: "Your servant will die."

   And this little **** who just came from Meridian Gate just saved him.

   It is well known that Eunuch Xiao has a bad temper these days.

  The little **** lay on the ground and said, "Godfather, Tudou...found it."

   All of a sudden, Xiao Jing shivered, he didn't have the heart to care about the **** anymore, he just winked at him.

  All the eunuchs understood, quickly cleaned up the tickets scattered on the ground, and retreated one after another.

  In the prison of ceremonies, only Xiao Jing and the little **** were left.

Xiao Jing suppressed the excitement in his heart, and showed a calm look, he slowly picked up the teacup, lifted the lid of the tea, blew the tea foam in the teacup, and then spit out two tea cups gently. Word: "Speak."

  The little **** said truthfully: "The potatoes were planted by the Crown Prince, Xin Xin Bo, and Feng Cheng Bo. It is said that they are already ripe and can be eaten or used as rations..."

   "Can it be used as rations?" Xiao Jing said in surprise, the indifference he tried to put on finally couldn't hold back.

  He suddenly realized why... His Majesty mentioned potatoes.

If it is an ordinary thing, His Majesty will not care about it. Even if it is the longan and other rare things sent from the south, after tasting it, His Majesty will at most just say it is delicious, and sometimes even say that if it is just because of the tongue, However, sending such things thousands of miles away is really wasteful, so the tribute of longan and other things has been stopped.

  Keat food is different.

  Xiao Jing could clearly remember how shocking the court was when the sweet potato appeared.

  And Your Majesty, how long have you been happy about this.

  He squinted, and a light flashed in his eyes.

  Gradually...he began to have a little clue: "Same as sweet potato?"

The little **** said: "Better than sweet potatoes. It is said that... sweet potatoes can't completely replace rations. In Xishan, there are rumors that sweet potatoes can be used as supplementary food. If there is a disaster year, it can indeed save countless lives. It is not easy to replace rice and wheat."

  Xiao Jing said with emotion: "Even so, it is enough to shock the world."

  The little **** said: "And this potato is completely different, it can completely replace the staple food..."

  Hoo...

  Xiao Jing opened his eyes suddenly, but let out a long breath: "What else?"

  The little **** thought for a while and said: "Also... It is said that the taste is very good. His Royal Highness has tasted it himself, and he said..."

  Xiao Jing has stood up, with his hands behind his back, pacing back and forth: "Speak quickly."

  The little **** said: "Your Highness said...it smells so good!"

"It smells so good!" Xiao Jing raised his head and looked at Fangliang, he was a little shocked: "This Fang Jifan really deserves to be favored by His Majesty. Speaking of which, even we are starting to like him, and he is doing it in order. Articles, practicing bow and horse, he does the opposite... Potatoes... this name is not good, it should be called fairy fruit, it can be seen how vulgar this person is, this person has never studied in the inner study Which...hehe..."

   There was a sneer on Xiao Jingde's lips, he really disliked Fang Jifan's vulgarity.

  The two things Xiao Jing is most proud of in his life, one of which is that he read in the inner study. The emperors want to be lazy, but the eunuchs are illiterate. How can they help the emperor deal with the vast mountain of memorials? So someone thought of a way, that is to set up an inner study.

The person in charge of teaching in the inner study is Hanlin, who teaches the eunuchs to read. Of course, not all eunuchs have the opportunity to go there, they are often carefully selected, and these eunuchs who have studied are like Jinshi among scholars. The future is bright.

Xiao Jing is also a person who has studied, and his knowledge is not bad. After all, his teacher is also a first-class academician, so he must despise those vulgar people more or less. Discriminate against you.

   But after thinking about it, suddenly, his face looked like he had eaten a fly again. Fang Jifan...would he be uneducated? Without education, how can you teach so many capable disciples?

  Why... are you inferior to others everywhere?

  …

When writing about Liu Jin, Tiger felt that he was depressed, and his mood was very complicated. Maybe he substituted too deeply. He wrote so many words every day, and the whole person was immersed in the book. To be honest, his mood changed a lot, sometimes irritable, sometimes sad, Tiger suddenly thought, he and Liu Jin, except Tiger has one more thing than him, are both hard-working kids, come on... come and support me, please, monthly pass.

  (end of this chapter)