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Chapter 614 I¡¯ll let you do whatever you want

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    After seeing off the disappointed Xu Jingchang, Fang Xing went to the college to have a look.

    As the actual person in charge of the academy, Xie Jin doesn¡¯t have much to do at ordinary times and is very free, so when he saw Fang Xing, he said depressedly: ¡°Dehua, why don¡¯t you arrange more classes for me?¡±

    Fang Xing shook his head and said sincerely: "You are highly respected. If I were not here, I would have to rely on you to support the academy. I don't dare to burden you!"

    "You, you! You really don't even let me take advantage of any loopholes."

    Jie Jin shook his head and sighed. He just wanted to add some more class hours to Confucianism, but Fang Xing was the first to seal the gap.

    Fang Xing smiled and said, "Mr. Xie, I'm afraid those students will learn too much Confucianism and become little masters by then. Then I can find a rope to hang from the rafters."

    "Isn't it good to know how to advance and retreat, and how to understand things?"

    Xie Jin is still a little unwilling to give up. He feels that he can have more class hours, and then train these students to become gentle gentlemen, as gentle as jade.

    "It's not that it's not good, how can I say it?"

    Fang Xing rubbed the armrest of the wicker chair, "The Ming Dynasty does not lack such superficial gentlemen. Morality can be bound by rules, and codes of conduct can be instilled from an early age. But I don't want these students to lose their initiative and aggression. Then  It will be a disaster for Fang Xue."

    "Confucianism wants to turn people into things printed in a mold." Fang Xingxing looked at Xie Jin with piercing eyes and said, "I say to keep the middle, Confucianism talks about the mean. They are all things for cultivating the mind, but these are not for me.  want."

    "Look at the students of the Imperial College, how many years have they been influenced by Confucianism? But those who should go to the Qinhuai River still have to go, those who should be talkative and secretive still look like gentlemen, and those who should be unjust and impassioned are still impassioned. So,  I think Confucianism teaches people how to pretend to be a gentleman and think too well about human nature."

    "In fact, most of a child's character has been shaped at home, and the rest is polished by him outside. In school, with all due respect, it is better to teach skills. As for morality, it is cultivated through practice, not  Taught.¡±

    Thinking of all the weird things in those schools in the future, Fang Xing felt that it was unreliable to rely solely on schools for morality.

    ¡°Using rules to constrain, and then slowly turning it into a code of conduct recognized by all people, is the morality in my heart.¡±

    Xie Jin sighed: "What you said is good, but it's very difficult to implement. It's like a castle in the air!"

    Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "How will you know if you don't do it?"

    "You are a Legalist!"

    Jie Jin was a little surprised by Fang Xing's pessimism about morality.

    "Not really, I just think"

    "What's the matter?"

    Fang Xing asked when he saw Xiao Dao standing outside the door.

    "Master, Your Majesty invites you to the palace."

    Why did Lao Zhu ask me to go?

    "Dehua, hurry up and don't delay."

    Xie Jin had suffered a lot of misfortunes before. After accumulating too much, he was finally kicked into prison by Zhu Di.

    When Fang woke up and arrived in the palace, he realized that something was not right about the atmosphere.

    Zhu Di was losing his temper, and there were more broken things on the ground.

    "Zhu Yong is incompetent! Even if he is incompetent, he is actually being manipulated by those salt merchants. Who will go to Yangzhou Mansion?"

    Zhu Di's eyes swept over Fang Xing's body, but Fang Xing stood there expressionless, with no intention of taking the initiative.

    Zhu Di snorted coldly and looked at the other martial arts heroes.

    The current situation in Yangzhou Prefecture is a bit strange. Zhu Yong is sitting there, but the salt merchants use some tricks to make him enjoy tenderness all day long.

    According to Zhu Di¡¯s character, he should directly send troops to capture people.  But not currently.

    Salt merchants said they would cooperate with the salt policy reform, but secretly they quietly reduced supply, and the market immediately responded - increasing prices!

    ¡°It¡¯s not impossible to suppress it forcefully, but after losing the salt merchants, the government will not be able to take over this huge market for a while.

    If we stop eating salt by then, haha!  Zhu Di could imagine what chaos the entire Ming Dynasty would be like.

    ??But the martial artists have a tough way of dealing with things, but they lack flexibility and can easily mess things up.

    "As for civilian officials, it goes without saying that without force as a guarantee, it is just a waste of effort.

    These people are challenging me!

    Zhu Di¡¯s eyes flashedA bright light flashed, and he personally nodded: "Fang Xing, you have been to Yangzhou Mansion twice. You go and take the Jubaoshan Guard with you."

    Fang Xing sighed in his heart and came out: "Your Majesty, may I ask what step you can take?"

    As soon as this question came up, Zhang Fu secretly appreciated it, but Hu Guang and other civil servants frowned.

    Yangzhou Prefecture must be in a state of celebration at this time. After they found out that Zhu Yong had left in despair, there came Uncle Xinghe, who was known as "magnanimous"

    No one knows what the specific reaction of those salt merchants will be, but they will definitely not give Fang Xing a piece of cake.

    Zhu Di¡¯s eyes were full of murderous intent. What he hated most in his life was to be threatened. In fact, those salt merchants were telling him through Zhu Yong: Your Majesty, you have to give us a way to survive

    "As long as you can ensure that there is no shortage of salt in the market, I will let you do whatever you want!"

    Someone is going to die!

    And a lot of people are going to die!

    "Yes, Your Majesty!"

    Fang Xing accepted the order, and then Zhu Di urged: "Hurry back and reorganize the army. We will set off tomorrow."

    After Fang woke up and left, Zhu Di sneered and said: "Xinghe Bocai was about to be assassinated, and two chamberlains were killed in the palace. I am waiting for someone to inform those salt merchants today."

    Cold and stern eyes swept over the ministers, and wherever they passed, they all bowed their heads.

    This is Zhu Di!

    What kind of nonsense is the harmony between the king and his ministers? A king without deterrence will only be despised by his ministers!

    Only in the barrel of a gun can there be harmony!

    As soon as Fang Xing left the palace, he asked Xin Laoqi to inform Lin Qun'an, but he went to Taisun's Mansion himself.

    Yu Jia still had a friendly smile. As he welcomed Fang Xing in, he smiled and said, "Uncle, I haven't been here for a long time. I miss you so much."

    Fang Xing said calmly: "Why do you miss me?"

    Yu Jia was still smiling: "Uncle, you are a learned man. We, the prisoners, admire him very much and want to learn something from you."

    Fang Xing laughed and ignored him all the way to the study.

    After arriving in the study, Yu Jia went to report it. Fang Xing stood outside and soon saw a woman coming out.

    "I've met Uncle Xinghe."

    The last time Fang Xing saw this woman was the night of the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival.

    Fang Xing turned aside and said calmly: "I don't dare."

    After entering, Fang Xing saw Zhu Zhanji¡¯s face flushed, and asked in a deep voice, ¡°What happened to Zhu Yong?¡±

    Not knowing how Zhu Yong got into trouble, Fang Xing really felt a little unsure.

    Zhu Zhanji signaled Yu Jia to go out, and then said: "Gong Cheng Guo took in several women, and then some property. He indulged in women's sex all day long. When he found out that the salt merchants had joined forces to reduce the supply of salt, he had already  late."

    "He didn't take action?"

    Fang Xing felt that Zhu Yong should kill a few salt merchants to shock him.

    Zhu Zhanji sneered and said: "Kill him, but it has also been spread in Yangzhou Mansion that he accepted women and property. He is in such a mess, how can he still take on such a big responsibility!"

    "Fortunately, he is a martial artist!" Fang Xing didn't know whether to feel sorry for Zhu Yong or to feel lucky for him.

    If such a scandal breaks out among civil servants, Zhu Di's first reaction will probably be to confiscate his home, behead his family, and exile his family.

    "Brother Dehua, you must be careful on this trip, those salt merchants are going crazy." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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