The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

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The last bit of coldness finally disappeared, and the long-lost summer heat finally came. The air seemed to be full of vitality.

At this time, the sweet potato finally came to fruition. A sweet potato produced more than a dozen fruits, and the growth was excellent. Fang Jifan was still cultivated as usual.

However, in order to prevent insect pests, these dozen sweet potatoes have adopted various cultivation methods, both water-fed and soil-fed. What they have to do now is to replicate a large number of seedlings.

It's just ... After half a month in a row, this Beijing teacher never rained.

In the past weather, when the winter passes, it is often the spring day with drizzle, but now, the entire spring day is in the cold winter, and when the winter dispersed, it has directly entered the summer.

The impact of the Little Ice Age is far more than the endless heavy snow, and the water has not dripped in the past few days. This makes the Xishan Tuntian hundred households cry up and down, because ... to draw water ...

Zhang Xin was black and thin.

Long ago, when I came to these hundred houses, the thin skin and tender meat rolled up my sleeves, my arms were like black charcoal, a dark face, and if there was a moon printed on it, I could go to Baogong.

Fortunately, he is an honest person. As a child of a noble family, he has never eaten anything bitter since he was a child. There is not much complaint here. Fang Jifan did what he asked him to do.

This made Fang Jifan very grateful for Zhang Shibo's coming. Without Zhang Shibo's one small fight a day and three big fights a day, how could there be such a docile Zhang Hubai?

All in all, Deputy Hundred Households used it very smoothly and was a good helper.

The other captains wailed daily at first, but slowly, they got used to it.

People are all managed. Every time I go to Xishan, Fang Jifan is very satisfied when he looks at the hot labor scene here.

But what is worrying is that, because of the heavy drought in the day, God still refuses to drop a drop of rain, so that the land of the West Mountain is cracked.

This reminded Fang Jifan that in the 12 years of Hongzhi, there was a drought in the capital.

This drought will last a full month and a half. For the Beijing teachers who have just spent the winter, it is a disaster.

The reason why Fang Jifan ignored this drought at first was not because of his poor memory.

In fact, as a guy who had no education and no background and no background or girlfriend, the only thing he did was to study in the archives.

His memory is really surprisingly good, and because of various historical materials, it can be cross-verified. For example, when reading the local chronicles in Beijing, the things recorded here can often be cross-verified with the recorded records, or it can be clear. Although the Ming history compiled by the people conflicted with the actual records and the records of local chronicles, there are still many mutual confirmations of the general content.

The reason why Fang Jifan ignored it was only because of historical data, the records of droughts were too frequent, especially in the north. Nearly every year, there were records of Shandong drought, Shanxi drought, Jingshi drought, and no rain. 'Huaibei drought, no rain, people are hungry, people eat together' ... These records of drought, Fang Jifan wondered if he didn't want to ignore it.

It's just a few words in the historical material, and when I read it, I didn't feel much. After all, it was just a short paragraph of text.

But it's really in an era when all meals are dependent on the sky. It's really shocking to see it in real time.

Looking at the cracked loess, Zhuangzi everywhere, countless people are busy to divert water, but many rivers have dried up, even if it is diverted, it is also limited. Sometimes in order to compete for water, some fighting is inevitable, even It was at the feet of the emperor, and it was hard to put an end to Suncheon.

Fortunately, Xishan is where Tuntian is located, but no one dares to grab water!

In this world, only Fang Jifan robs others.

In Fang Jifan's heart, he hoped that the sweet potato would grow quickly and produce more sweet potato seeds. In addition to the high yield per mu, the biggest feature of sweet potatoes is drought tolerance. If they can be widely planted, I don't know how many people can be saved.

It's just a pity that I'm afraid it's nursery now, I don't know how much time to delay.

Fang Jifan thought this way. In the Zhuangzi of the 100 households in Tuntian, I looked at the sweet potatoes in a pot of water. These sweet potatoes had sprouts. He had countless expectations for sweet potatoes. It should n’t be done, but it ’s a pity that, according to past experience, even if you do it yourself, I ’m afraid it ’s just a fantasy in the eyes of people.

He came out of the conservatory with a slightly depressed mood, but met Wang Shouren.

This guy again, hasn't he left yet?

Obviously, Wang Shouren came to him specially, only to see that his face was a little bit excited, and he said happily: "The students want to understand."

"What?" Fang Jifan looked at him strangely, and he really couldn't understand this person.

Wang Shouren was like an idiot. His eyes were bright and he said: "Students want to understand why Wang Shibing was defeated. Those gathered in Guizhou are mostly passengers from all over the world. These passengers did not fight in Guizhou at all. Experience, so Senior Wang's formation is safe, but ... "

"Neuropathy!" Fang Jifan rolled his eyes directly at him!

What kind of intellectual disability do you think you want to understand? It turns out that this has passed so long, and you are still thinking about it all over your head?

Fang Jifan also subdued Wang Shouren. This saint in the later generations, a Confucian Confucian who is respected by countless people, and the ancestors of the Kaizong School, just ... such a tendon.

Sure enough, seeing is believing!

Now Fang Jifan has many things to worry about, since he has no mood to deal with him anymore, he is too lazy to care about him again, and then he moves.

"Is the student guessing right?" Wang Shouren seems to be accustomed to Fang Jifan's "spoken words", but it seems that everyone around Fang Jifan is willing to get used to Fang Jifan's temperament.

In fact, this is also very easy to understand. Anyone who comes into contact with Fang Jifan, the other party ’s expectation value is not high. It ’s harder to say. Fang Jifan ’s reputation for improperly urinating on the street is already higher than many people ’s expectations. ! The guy who thinks that the notoriety in this legend is not as shameful as the rumors, and even feels good.

Fang Jifan did not stay in his footsteps, but said impatiently: "Are you upset? This is an old thing."

Wang Shouren still followed him. The eccentric young man did not give up. He followed Fang Jifan: "Fang Gongzi's pre-judgment, the students really admire it, and the ridiculous students think they are familiar with the art of war, but they are ashamed."

"Fang Gongzi, why don't we find a place to sit and drink a glass of water and wine?"

"Fang Gongzi ... The students are asking for advice with humility. I only hope that Fang Gongzi will not hesitate to enlighten me."

Fang Jifan is very busy, he has a lot of big things he wants to do. Wang Shouren, he admires it, but he admires the peaceful rebellion in history, which is very high, and becomes Wang Shouren of the Wanshi Master, not this one. Everything needs to be thoroughly investigated, and it's also annoying his fellow.

Just kidding, this boy is going up and down in a few minutes or so. Where is the time to talk to you, think about it yourself, and think about it slowly, twenty years later, won't you become a master?

Fang Jifan's footsteps are expedited. Partially born Wang Shouren is a martial arts man. He walks vigorously like a fart. He sticks to Fang Jifan, and he still says: "Fang Gongzi, three people, we must have our teacher; Fang Gongzi Gaocai ... … The students only have one question, and when asked, they never get entangled. "

Hey……

Fang Jifan sighed, he was completely convinced, he had to stop and look back: "Ask, Master Ben is in a bad mood, hurry, otherwise ... Ben Master beat ..."

I wanted to say that the beating Lingtang didn't recognize you, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that you really can't beat this guy. People need to be self-aware.

Wang Shouren took a deep look at Fang Jifan before saying: "How did Fang Gongzi make such an accurate judgment, Fang Gongzi will be light next year ..."

Fang Jifan was silent for a moment and then said: "The unity of knowledge and action!"

Four words ...

Wang Shouren paused.

This unity of knowledge and action was originally proposed by Wang Shouren in the third year of Zhengde when he lectured at Guiyang Civilization Academy.

Now, he is here, hearing the four words of Fang Jifan's unity of knowledge and action.

Of course, the unity of knowledge and action proposed by Wang Shouren is more at the philosophical level. The so-called knowledge is the ideology of man; and action is the fulfillment and practice of ideology, that is, the idea of ​​man and his own Act together.

However, Fang Jifan ’s unity of knowledge and action here is obviously based on the judgment of Guizhou. That is to say, one should not blindly talk on paper, but one needs to consider the actual situation, that is, one has to learn knowledge and test true knowledge through practice.

Wang Shouren was shocked ...

Obviously ... these four words of Fang Jifan are enough to give him an impression.

He frowned deeply, and the whole person seemed to be lost in thought, but the other party turned a deaf ear and turned a blind eye.

Fang Jifan was too lazy to take care of him ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ originally wanted to check the situation of the school captains digging ditches and diversion, but now he changed his mind and went home first.

Feeling depressed, he returned home, and just entered the hall, he saw the Xu Jing probe outside to probe his brain.

Fang Jifan glared at him, lamenting in his heart, how his disciples became more and more like himself, all of them are so insignificant, and said sternly: "Get in."

"Yes." Xu Jing came in cautiously, seeming to be afraid of people's detection, and then turned back for a few glances before giving up.

"What's the matter?" Fang Jifan couldn't look down on such a wretched look.

Xu Jing whispered: "Teacher, there are guests today."

Fang Jifan wasn't polite and said: "If you have customers, you have customers, it's my business."

Xu Jing said: "I came to see the old man. I heard that the old man was not there. I also asked the younger master about the situation. When I saw the younger master was not there, I left a note. Oh, yes. I also sent a pair of jade. Bi, saying that he heard that the young master liked gadgets, he sent two pairs to let the young master play at will. When he did n’t like it, he lost it. "