Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 544 Bosom friend is hard to find

  The human heart is made of flesh.

  The same is true for Chief Military Officer Jin Zizhong.

   Seeing so much credit, I can't keep it for myself.

  His heart ached.

  It hurts like a piercing heart.

   What can I do?

   After sighing for a while, he stopped thinking about this sad thing.

   At this time, in the capital, a discussion is still going on.

  Whether to send the Beijing camp to help Datong has become a point of contention for everyone.

  Now everyone holds their own words, and everyone has their own reasons.

  Liu Jian and others believe that there should be no rush to help. Now that there is something wrong with the Great Reunification, it will be too late to rush to help. It is even possible to expose the rushing army to the Tatars' iron cavalry.

  This could lead to another civil war repeat.

   But there are also people who have plausible arguments, thinking that Liu Jian and others did not dare to fight the Tatars, and if they did not rush to help Datong, they would indulge the Tatar army to enter the customs and plunder.

  How many people will be displaced, how many people will die under the chaos of the Tatars.

  Everyone was arguing endlessly about this, and the Qingliu in the court turned to become dissatisfied with the current military and political affairs.

   believed that all of this stemmed from the imperial court's negligence of Ma's administration, so Ma Wensheng, Minister of the Ministry of War, was hanged out again.

  Ma Wensheng is convinced, it’s a troubled time, but what can he say? I can only shrink my head and temporarily avoid the limelight.

  Emperor Hongzhi was annoyed by this for a long time. He even thought about it, the prince supervised the country, and he personally conquered the country. At this point, following the traditions of his ancestors, it seemed that there was no way to do so.

  But soon, under the firm opposition of the ministers, this idea was dismissed.

  Emperor Hongzhi returned to the Angler.

  The waiter Ouyang Zhi, the Hanlin, stood sideways on the left and right.

  Emperor Hongzhi was silent for a long time before he suddenly said: "The city wall of Datongguan collapsed suddenly. There are no Tatars in this city. Presumably, it was the Han people who did it, but why did they do this? What good will it do them?"

  Ouyang Zhi was silent for a moment, and then said lightly: "Your Majesty, people die for wealth, and birds die for food. Even if a dragon has nine sons, the nine sons are still different."

Emperor Hongzhi nodded and nodded: "Yes, a dragon has nine sons, each of which is different. I only have one son, hey...but is he a dragon or a glutton?" Emperor Hongzhi laughed and shook his head: "Last time, he waved his sleeves in the palace. And going, it really shouldn’t be, don’t you think?”

  Ouyang Zhi thought for a while, and replied seriously: "Your Highness has a fiery temper, which is not a bad thing."

   "Why isn't it something bad?" Emperor Hongzhi stared at Ouyang Zhi suspiciously.

  Ouyang Zhidao: "Because even the mentor is willing to follow him, this already shows that His Royal Highness is extremely wise."

   "..."

   This logic is very powerful.

  However, Emperor Hongzhi took pleasure in bitterness and said: "I am very worried about Datong now, are you worried?"

  Ouyang Zhi thought for a while, then nodded and said, "I'm worried."

   "But why do you have no expression on your face, as if you have cut off all emotions and desires?" Emperor Hongzhi looked at Ouyang Zhi with admiration.

  Ouyang Zhi pondered for a moment: "The minister may be clumsy."

   "..."

   What a lovely guy.

  Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his color.

  However, when asked why he is like this, ordinary people may be complacent, saying that they are brave, or that this is a matter of personal cultivation. But Ouyang Zhi was too modest, and directly answered that it was because of his clumsiness.

  Emperor Hongzhi did not believe that he was a clumsy person. A clumsy person would not be the number one scholar, and a clumsy person would not be able to deal with the Tatars in Jinzhou for half a month, and finally let the Tatars return without success.

"It's really rare for people to have such an evaluation of themselves. I've seen a lot of people who think they can do it. Even your teacher likes to flatter himself, but you are different from them. You are a real gentleman. This is full of people. , There are quite a few people who say that they are the people of the common people, and there are not many people who pretend to be modest. There are even more people who are considered gentlemen, but when it comes to character, they are not as good as you."

  After saying that, Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile.

  Ouyang Zhi remained silent.

  Facing the compliment, he still had no joy on his face.

  Emperor Hongzhi liked Ouyang Zhi's temperament even more in his heart. He always felt that only he and Ouyang Zhi could resonate.

   "Does Ouyang Qing's family think that Datong is in danger and something terrible may happen there?"

  Ouyang Zhi thought for a while, shook his head, and replied very seriously: "No, my teacher has ordered my nephew Shen Ao to go, so there shouldn't be any problems."

   "..."

   "Because of this, I made such a judgment. Ouyang Qing's family, your benefactor, don't trust blindly." Emperor Hongzhi looked at Ouyang Zhi with a smile.

   This is almost Ouyang Zhi's biggest shortcoming.

  Ouyang Zhi said with a smile: "The teacher is not an ordinary person, and I have no doubts about the teacher."

   "What if your mentor tells you to die?" Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help asking.

   "Why not die?" Ouyang Zhi blurted out without hesitation.

   "..."

  Emperor Hongzhi shook his head, what a stubborn person.

   "Then I or your master, which is more important?"

  Generally, people with such problems will be beaten in later generations.

   It’s probably the same as the problem of your mother and your wife falling into the water together.

  Ouyang Zhi thought for a while: "This question cannot be answered."

   "Hey..." Emperor Hongzhi felt depressed again, shook his head, and began to worry about the Tatars again.

  …

  Town State Mansion.

  In this leaky broken government hall.

   Zhu Houzhao's eyes were bloodshot. He had been staring at this place for three days.

   For three days, there was no news from Datong.

  But whether this military operation will be successful, Zhu Houzhao has no idea at all, and at the moment he is in a state of confusion.

  He was afraid... afraid that if the action failed, and the Tatars continued to attack Datong, and Datong fell, then...the consequences would be unimaginable.

  He had to look at the map again and again.

  Fang Jifan thought about it.

  He has made every effort.

  If it fails, then...you have to find another way. It doesn't make any sense to not think about eating and drinking here.

  It's high noon.

hungry.

   Always have to eat.

Fang Jifan and Wen Yansheng set up a table here and set up a side stove. There were soup and seasonings in the stove. The soup base of this soup was boiled with mushrooms and chicken. Sliced ​​mutton, while drinking warm rice wine, his face was reddened by the steam from the side stove, dipped in a specially prepared sauce, and took a bite of mutton slices.

  Wen Yansheng said indifferently: "The mutton slices are still old and not fresh enough. The ingredients are also less, but... the peppers that come out of the greenhouse are called peppers?"

  Fang Jifan nodded with a smile: "Yes."

   "It's a pity that the pepper needs to be saved for seeding. I tasted it last time. Although I was sweating profusely, I was very happy. I still have a taste. If pepper is used as a material, this taste..."

Fang Jifan was delighted: "My Lord Ben likes Mr. Wen. Mr. Wen is really an interesting person. Now my Lord wants to eat chili to death. Let's wait until next year, when this Xishan will expand another hundred acres of land, all of them will be planted." On the Internet, and then promote it to various places, we have chili to eat every day."

  Wen Yansheng said cheerfully: "Next year, let's talk next year. Come and drink."

  The two clinked glasses, Fang Jifan drank a glass of wine, and then smiled at Wen Yansheng: "I wish our flying team a triumphant return."

  Wen Yansheng nodded: "Da Ming is blessed by God, and the flying team will be triumphant. I will drink three cups of warm wine and celebrate first."

   As he spoke, he was not polite, drank three glasses of wine in a row, his face became even redder, he cheerfully took a handful of potato leaves into the boiling soup on the side stove, and smacked his lips.

"The old man is thinking that all the cooks in the world are mediocre, and the mixes are uneven. Many of them can't even control the amount of oil and salt. If the old man specially orders a batch of sauces for cooking, divide them up in advance. Those bad cooks only need to take a spoonful of ingredients to make dishes that are not too bad, Marquis Ding Yuan thinks, how about this?"

   "What? Wang Shouyi?"

   "What Wang Shouyi? His disciple Wang Shouren, does he have brothers?" Wen Yansheng looked at Fang Jifan strangely.

   "No, nothing." Fang Jifan shook his head.

  Fang Jifan seemed a little guilty, and hurriedly laughed to cover it up.

Wen Yansheng said with a smile: "I have been in Xishan these days, and I have a lot of feelings. It turns out that everything in this world can be mass-produced through workshops. It is really an eye-opener. So the old man thought, the so-called workshop is just a ready-made mass production. Things, not only provide convenience to people, but also make Xishan earn money. This silver is really a good thing. When I was studying, I used to say that money is a thing, but I became a parent and official. I lived for half my life before I knew it. This man with money like dung should really be killed. He who advocates benevolence and righteousness does not distinguish whether people are poor or rich, noble or humble. Everyone is starving and fainting. Women and children don't even have a new clothes. , The family is surrounded by walls, but you still tell people that money is useless, but benevolence and righteousness are useful, such people are not only hypocritical, but also don't know what it means."

   "The imperial court has preached and educated every year, but the results have not been enlightened. It is these guys who made troubles. It is ridiculous and lamentable."

Fang Jifan clapped the case and rattled the furnace here: "This statement really touches my heart, that's right, these damned hypocrites are the most annoying, and now I have Mr. Wen's kind words, I eat three slices of mutton first, as an encouragement. "

   Three slices of mutton were rolled, scalded, and eaten.

  This Wen Yansheng flavored material is good.

   "As for the ingredients workshop, Mr. Wen first finds a recipe suitable for all ages, and then we try it."

  Wen Yan was very happy: "It's so good, then it's a deal, the old man really wants to try it, and Hou Ye and I hit it off, just like Boya and Zhong Ziqi."

   "What..." Zhu Houzhao at the side heard Boya and Zhong Ziqi, and finally reacted: "Why did you become Boya and Zhong Ziqi?"

  Fang Jifan said confidently: "Of course, Mr. Wen is good at cooking, and I am good at eating. Isn't this making up for each other, is it a bosom friend?"

  (end of this chapter)