Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Xie Jin returned to his residence in despair. "" Δ Liewen Ω Web www. "LieWen. Cc

This is a small courtyard, because the wife and children have not yet come, so it makes people especially lonely.

Xie Jin was originally a very clever person, but he lost some points in the world of human relationships, so he is unlucky till now.

"Who is useful? Is Confucianism really useless?"

In this way, Xie Jin stayed in the yard until lunch time.

It's even harder for a wise person to get out of the corner!

"Mr. Jie, let's eat."

When Xie Jin woke up, he saw Ma Su carrying a food box on the stone table in the courtyard.

Xie Jin was also a little absent-minded when eating, and even the dishes only caught the stir-fried vegetables in front of him.

"Mr. Jie, the teacher said, useful or not, it depends on what Da Ming needs."

Keep up with the times?

Xie Jin's mind burst into clarity. He put down his chopsticks and said with piercing eyes: "This is the case, learning lies in use, making the best use of everything, and when it is useless, it will decay..."

Ma Su moved the food in front of him, and smiled: "The teacher also said that whoever works is not in the hands of us, but the people."

"People..."

Xie Jin suddenly realized that, he remembered that Fang Xing once said that Confucianism was too floating and its roots were not deep. It was just the benefits of changing the destiny of the imperial examination to attract people.

"People's daily use is learning!"

Ma Su saw Xie Jin's eyes suddenly light up from the side, and then he stopped eating, dropped his chopsticks and walked out.

"Where is Dehua?"

Xie Jin is so old that he enters the backyard without any taboo.

A maid said: "Mr. Jie, Mrs. said, the master went to Jubao Mountain Guard."

"Hey!"

Xie Jin said regretfully: "I wanted to talk to him, this is really..."

At Jubaoshan Barracks, Fang Xing took a few famous family members to arrive at the lunch break.

"Uncle!"

Lin Qun'an brought two thousand households to greet him.

"That person can talk about it?"

"No, the next official is thinking about interrogating after you come, uncle."

When the group entered the detention room, they saw an honest-looking man tied to the wooden pillar in the middle.

Seeing someone coming, the man said anxiously: "My lord, the little one just went the wrong way..."

Fang Xing turned around and asked, "What is this person spying on?"

Lin Qun'an replied: "At that time, our department was performing formations, and this person wanted to sneak in from behind."

"Don't say it?"

Fang Xing sat on the chair and said lightly: "He wants to sneak in. There is only one thing, my firearm!"

The man's body shook, and he saw Fang Xing's disdainful gaze when he raised his head.

"My Daming official naturally doesn't need to use this method to obtain the musket, then..."

Fang Xing's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he asked, "Is it Vala or Tatar?"

"No... It's from Daming!"

No torture was needed. When Fang Xing pointed at the core of the incident, the man had already collapsed.

Fang Xing squinted at him and asked, "Who knows how to speak?"

"Yes, my lord, he is Daming, otherwise, how could he speak Daming dialect..."

The man was panicked when he thought of the consequences of this incident, only to avoid death, so he cooperated very much.

Fang Xing frowned and said, "How tall is that person? What is his appearance? Where is his accent?"

"Short man with meat on his face, cross meat, accent... the accent is the Jinling accent."

Fang Xing was startled, "How short is he?"

The man recalled for a while and said: "Only to the small chin."

"interesting!"

Fang Xing turned around and left. The man thought he could be generous, so he shouted: "My lord, there is no lie for the little ones, otherwise the sky will be thundered..."

But Fang Xing's footsteps kept going, and he simply ignored this.

Lin Qun'an sneered at the back: "Dare to steal my Daming firearms. Most of them are aliens. As a Daming, you are doing this kind of help and abuse, and wait!"

"My lord, the little one is wronged..."

Standing in the middle of the training ground, Fang Xing thought for a moment, and said with a deep gaze: "This matter must not be publicized, and no one is allowed to ask it!"

Lin Qun'an asked in surprise: "Uncle, there is someone behind this person, why don't you report it? Wouldn't it be too cheap for them!"

Shen Hao said unblockedly: "Yes, uncle, we should report to the Five Army Capital Governor's Mansion, it is best to report to your Majesty, then no one can run away."

Wu Yue frowned and said, "Uncle, the lower officials think this is a bit weird. Only those who don't know my details will sneak in..."

Fang Xing looked at the temporarily silent camp and slowly said: "This matter is not allowed to be discussed again, I have my own opinion."

Lin Qun'an was stunned, and after sending Fang Xing away, Shen Hao said in puzzlement: "If these firearms weren't all from my uncle, I would really think..."

Lin Qun'an was also a little puzzled, but he had to maintain Fang Xing's prestige, so he shouted: "Uncle is our beak? We all go back quickly, take advantage of the noon squint, and continue to practice in the afternoon!"

Fang Xing returned home and saw that Xie Jin was waiting eagerly for him, and smiled: "Mr. Xie doesn't need to argue, let's just look at the future."

Xie Jin got up and said with a serious face: "Dehua, the old man just went back and thought about it, and finally realized a truth."

Don't mess around with this old gentleman!

Fang Xing hurriedly put on a humble posture and said, "Fang Xing, please smell."

Xie Jin stroked his beard slowly and said: "From what you said today, and from those physical chemistry, the old man realized a truth, that is that people's daily use is knowledge. Without this, it will be as floating as you said. There is no foundation."

Uh…

Fang Xing's heart was stirred at this moment, he bowed and said: "Mr. Xie has a word, the kid is very educated."

The people are knowledgeable in daily use, and it seems that this was only put forward in the later period.

Later, someone more radically said that everyone can be Yao and Shun!

But Xie Jin was just a little bit of insight, and he realized this truth like a divine enlightenment, and Fang Xing was convinced.

Xie Jin sighed, then looked at Fang Xing, with a weird look: "Do you know what they are afraid of you?"

It's not too much to say that I'm afraid, because Fang Xing's students are only a few dozen people. Compared with the tens of millions of scholars who studied Confucianism in Ming Dynasty, that is really a dust in the universe.

But these people are just afraid, and they have exhausted all means to abolish Zhixing Academy.

Fang Xing wondered: "Isn't it afraid of Confucianism being impacted? Oh! There is also the factor of your Highness, they are afraid that I will pull the palace down to Fang Xue's side."

Once Zhu Zhanji leans towards Fangxue, no one knows the consequences.

For the so-called orthodoxy, what would those literati do?

Fang Xing’s reputation is just an appetizer, maybe it’s safer to eliminate it.

Fang Xing thought of Zhu Zhanji, if that is the point...

"The Red Pill case? Or is it strangled directly..."

A glimmer of light flashed in Fang Xing's eyes. UU reading www.uukanshu.com civil servants could do anything for their own benefit, and the methods were even more secretive. The eunuchs of Bitma were insidious!

Maybe another emperor would be good?

"I heard that you printed math directly on the cheapest paper. What do you say they are afraid of?"

Fang Xing was interrupted in his thoughts, and after a daze, he suddenly realized.

"Fangxue is simple and not obscure. If I print a lot of cheaply, even if those students want to be officials and disdain Fangxue, what about ordinary people?"

Xie Jin sighed, "You are digging the roots of Confucianism!"

As long as people who are literate, get a prescription textbook with exercises and detailed explanations, it will almost feel like a long drought.

Fang Xing smiled and said faintly: "The big tree of Confucianism has too many leeches attached to it. Since they are unwilling to remove them, of course I have to remind them...Who makes me a good person?"