Chapter 1970 You Blocked a Road

It's TU, not Jazz, I'm dizzy!

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Yu Qian got on the boat, and the boat immediately left the shore. When he went upstairs, he happened to see Yang Yan drinking.

This man was very interesting in drinking. If someone else wanted to drink a bottle of wine at once, they would probably use a bowl, but he would use a small cup and drink one cup after another.

"Tingyi, come and sit."

Yu Qian handed over his hands and sat across from Yang Yan.

"Taste it."

Fang Xing pointed to the big plate and said, "This chef is good at barbecue, and it tastes pretty good."

Mao Mao brought the bowl and chopsticks, and Yu Qian ate a piece, also dipped in chili noodles, and then praised: "It's really good."

"I said it's good... of course it's good."

Yang Yan had finished a bottle of wine and was a little dazed.

He wanted to speak, but he had forgotten the draft he had made earlier.

idiot!

Mr. Seventeen finally picked up the chopsticks and ate the mutton in silence.

Yang Yan burped and suddenly realized that he was a little redundant.

Fang Xing was drinking, drinking slowly and leisurely.

Mr. Seventeen is eating meat, eating slowly and smiling.

He put down his chopsticks and said: "You can't go up or down, you can only stay in the middle."

Yu Qian put down his chopsticks, stared at Mr. Seventeen, and said angrily: "This is the Ming Dynasty, not your family. Country, family, you represent the family, and Uncle Xinghe and I represent the country, how can there be room for negotiation?! "

Is this person here to cause trouble?

Yang Yan glanced at Mr. Seventeen, and then asked: "What did you learn? Have you forgotten what you learned?"

Yu Qian straightened his back and said loudly: "What you have learned is what you have learned, and state affairs are state affairs. If you can't tell this apart, what you learn is all selfish. What good does it do to the country?"

Fang Xing stood up suddenly,

Yang Yan, who was about to refute, was startled.

But he just turned around and walked outside.

There is a railing corridor outside, which is a good place to enjoy the scenery.

Looking at the color of the lake and tapping the railing, this is the way the ancients liked it.

“Nice view.”

"Yes, I'm just curious. There was a time when everyone writing poetry... had to carry a railing and pat it. Do you think that railing is too unfair?"

"You compare the railings to the common people, and compare us to the demented literati moaning for no reason. This is not wise."

The painting boat swam gently in the lake. At noon, the water waves in the lake seemed to have solidified, but the clear lake water made people feel cool.

"Xing Hebo, I know that you have enough influence on His Majesty. This matter is shaking the foundation of Confucianism. Your Majesty must know this."

"so what?"

"Is your science ready to replace Confucianism?"

After a moment of silence, Mr. Seventeen sneered: "With the preferential treatment removed, who will be willing to go to school? It will be like the scene at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, when any scholar can become a prefect. Is this the situation you want?" "

"There are only so many students in Zhixing Academy, and they are all petty officials. Uncle Xinghe, cares about the past and not the future. Is this your plan?"

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"You are just an official. What you just said has directly trampled what you have learned into the mud. If it spreads... there will be countless people looking for trouble for you, and you will have trouble sleeping and eating."

Yang Yan held the wine glass, looked at Yu Qian, and drank it all in one gulp.

Yu Qian looked at him coldly and said, "The clown!"

The face that was originally red due to drinking became even redder. Yang Yan glanced outside and then whispered: "Our power is beyond your imagination. The fact that Xing Hebo can come here is proof. You have to pay attention." …Misfortune comes from the mouth.”

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"You are here, which means there is still room for negotiation. Canceling preferential treatment is no different from destroying the ancestral system. What you see at this moment is just peace, just like the Daming Lake. It seems calm, but I know... Someone went into the water the day before yesterday and never got up again..."

"Preferential treatment can only breed a group of greedy worms. If you are not willing to accept it, then change your ways and devote yourself to exploring Confucian culture. Times have changed, and if you don't keep up, it will be decadent."

Fang Xing turned around and said: "I am sincere about this. I sincerely hope that Confucianism can break away from its stereotypes. The Ming Dynasty cannot live without Confucianism. The Ming Dynasty without Confucianism will be a world of interests. That is not what I want to see."

He really sincerely hopes that someone can rise up and speak out, preferably the family behind him, and then Confucianism will regain its vigorous vitality and join hands with science to change the Ming Dynasty, both externally and internally.

Mr. Seventeen shook his head blankly, and then said with a cold look: "Uncle Xinghe, the legacy of the sages and the hard work of the sages, this is not something that anyone can change if they want to."

The breeze was refreshing, Fang Xing looked at the clear lake water and thought it would be a good idea to go for a swim.

"You... blocked the road."

Fang Xing nodded slightly and then entered the cabin.

Inside, Yu Qian and Yang Yan were arguing like two fighting cocks. When Fang woke up and came in, Yang Yan immediately shut up.

Fang Xing glanced at him and said, "You have accomplished nothing, you don't know how to distinguish the grain from the grain, and you don't know the people's livelihood. What qualifications do you have to talk so loudly."

Yang Yan had an angry look on his face, but he didn't dare to express it.

Fang woke up and raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "If you dare to argue with me, I can still look down upon you. If you feel timid when you see the powerful... you are just like a dog."

"After we have had enough wine and food, the ship just docked. Let's go back."

The sound of going downstairs faded away, and the sound of horse hooves sounded.

Mr. Seventeen stood outside, looking at Fang Xing walking away with a sneer on his face.

Yang Yan blushed and said, "Quick tongue, this person uses his power to bully others."

Que Ton's eyes were gentle and he said softly: "His domineering behavior is well known to everyone, Xiuyu, it's not your fault."

"Tongue..."

Mr. Seventeen, who turned around, looked at this scene and said: "This road is dead, then... let them experience the difficulties of everything..."

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Yu Qian wanted to talk to Fang Xing several times along the way, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Fang Xing saw it but ignored it.

Back at the station, Huang Lu was already waiting.

Seeing that his face was covered in oil and sweat, Fang Xing asked someone to bring a towel.

Huang Lu wiped his face carefully with a cold towel, hissing softly from time to time.

It's been badly exposed to the sun, and it's likely that it will shed its skin in a few days.

Huang Lu's face turned red, and he said comfortably: "Uncle Xinghe, those gentry were quite cooperative and didn't make any trouble. The accounting side is also fast. I took a preliminary look at it and it was shocking!"

"That's not because they are being obedient, but because they are waiting for Uncle Ben's statement."

"State your stance? When?"

Fang Xing felt a little hungry, so he asked someone to get him a bowl of noodles. Then he leaned back, put his hands on his thighs, looked into space, and said, "Just now."

Huang Lu rubbed his burning face and said helplessly: "Xiaguan knows that it's not that easy, then... they will make a fuss next, but how will they make a fuss?"

"have no idea."

Fang Xing was thinking about Yu Qian.

Yu Qian was threatened because the other party did not dare to attack rashly, so they singled out Yu Qian to scare the monkeys.

However, the other party dared to threaten Yu Qian in front of Fang Xing. This was true domineering and somewhat warning.

Warning to wake up!

Fang Xing smiled, he was not going to comfort Yu Qian.

The officialdom and the gentry of the Ming Dynasty were actually closely connected, like twin brothers, one bright and one dark.

If Yu Qian can understand this truth from this incident and clarify the relationships and interests involved, then his visit to Jinan will not be in vain.

"Let me take over as a disciple? Interesting."

Zhu Zhanji seems to value Yu Qian very much, which shows that he still has not understood the emperor's way.

Zhu Di would use Ji Gang, Lu Zhen, and some seemingly infamous people.

This is not because the king is close to villains, but because those gentlemen are not very obedient, so the king needs a group of obedient subordinates. It is best that they are proactive and can take the initiative to take action for the king by observing their actions.