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In the past month or so, Yan Dajian has spent his time in panic.
He didn¡¯t know how long it took Fang Xing¡¯s people to return to Fujian, and whether they would find out the problems he had when he was an official in Fujian.
He spent more than a month like a year.
So he lost weight quickly.
Colleagues were all curious about his method of losing weight, so someone asked. Yan Dajian said that this was the price of working hard day and night due to his busy schedule recently.
As long as a person is busy all day long, there is almost no chance of obesity.
So this answer was recognized and attracted a lot of admiration.
Your Majesty has not appointed a candidate to be the Minister of Rites, so it is obvious that Yan Dajian will not be considered again.
As an acting minister, if you perform meritorious service during this period, you will naturally be ignored by the new minister.
If you have, then I'm sorry, you can't run away from your responsibility.
Therefore, this kind of agent is the most unpleasant. The official who takes over temporarily will not contribute anything. At most, he will just watch. As long as there is no big trouble, the rest is none of my business.
"But Yan Dajian worked conscientiously in his position as an agent, and he was not impatient or impatient. He did not suffer from the failure of his official career, which made people sigh.
What a knowledgeable person!
But why doesn¡¯t Your Majesty look down on him?
"grown ups."
Yan Dajian walked into the Ministry of Rites, and all the officials he met along the way bowed their hands in awe.
This is a state of mind.
From a human mentality, no one wants to have someone on their head.
But mentality is mentality, reality is reality.
So since it cannot be avoided, it must be the best way to close your eyes.
"Compared with the amiable Yan Dajian, God knows what kind of virtue the next minister will be?"
So everyone¡¯s sympathy and respect come from the heart.
But Yan Dajian just smiled and responded with his hands.
Only he himself knows why he lost weight.
Life and death are not scary, the scary thing is waiting.
Especially the unknown waiting!
That kind of suffering caused a bald patch on the top of his head, as if a ghost had taken away the hair. It's just that it's covered by a hat, so no one else knows.
Walking into his check-in room, Yan Dajian closed the door and when he turned around, the smile on his face had disappeared.
"Beast!"
Even though it was only morning, he was still as tired as if he hadn't slept all night.
He leaned back in his chair and took a nap. As for official matters, he would go to the meeting to ask for instructions on major matters, while the officials below would handle minor matters.
Such inaction made everyone above and below satisfied, so Yan Dajian gained a good reputation.
But now he is anxious every day, but he just doesn¡¯t show it in front of others.
He leaned back quietly in his chair, and only opened his eyes when someone knocked on the door. Then he took a deep breath, squeezed out a kind smile, and said, "Come in."
"grown ups¡¡"
The morning passed quickly. After Yan Dajian finished his work, he walked out of the door and felt as if he was reborn.
He slowly walked out of the Ministry of Etiquette and went to the street. He didn¡¯t go to any restaurant, so he found a roadside stall and sat down. He said kindly: "Here are five pot stickers, and a bowl of mutton soup, and add some chili."
Someone recognized his official uniform, so the people around him couldn't help but admire the kindness of a high-ranking official who could eat at a roadside stall.
Pot stickers are delicious. Nowadays, Daming¡¯s pot stickers have long been played with tricks, and there are various flavors to choose from.
The mutton soup is very rich and has just the right hint of mutton.
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There was a sound of horse hoofbeats. Yan Dajian turned around and saw a disgraced cavalryman rushing towards the imperial city.
"This must be a military situation."
"Oops! Could it be someone calling from outside the Great Wall?"
"Nonsense! He is from the south, why should he go around in a circle to report the news? There are so many heads that are not enough to chop off!"
Yan Dajian narrowed his eyes slightly and watched the cavalry go away, then turned back and continued eating.
After he finished eating slowly, a horse came out from the direction of the imperial city, but it was the cavalry who had just reported the news.
The exhausted cavalry headed outside the city. Yan Dajian felt relieved, and then slowly walked back.
The cavalry went all the way out of the city and then arrived at Fangjiazhuang.
?"Where did it come from?"
The servant stopped him, and the sergeant dismounted with difficulty and said: "Jiaozhi, I changed people and horses all the way, just for a piece of news."
Fang Xing was having lunch. When he arrived at the front yard, he saw the sergeant and asked, "Is there someone treasonous?"
The Jiaozhi area is unruly. If anyone dares to rebel, Fang Xing feels that the lack of manpower overseas will be enough.
"Uncle, my lady has gone."
Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, then looked to the side.
A servant came in and brought warm tea to the sergeant. The sergeant took two sips and drank it.
The sound of gurgling gurgling was still in his ears, and Fang Xing thought of that little girl.
She is always a little shy, but she does things vigorously and resolutely.
Fifty years
The sergeant took out a piece of paper from his arms, and then said: "The explanation given by Mr. Wang, the Chief Envoy of Jiaozhi, was told by Mr. Xiao Niang before he left. He said that he would come to Beijing to see you, and said He also said that I was sorry for you, no. Fulfill the fifty-year promise"
Fang Xing took the piece of paper, glanced at it and said, "Have a rest. Fang has a letter here. Please bring it to Mr. Wang when you go back."
¡° Later he came back again, handed the letter to the sergeant, and then asked someone to take him to take a bath and change clothes.
Both Jie Jin and Huang Zhong knew that their little mother was different, but when they saw Fang Xing's face turned gloomy, they advised her: "Since she has gone, His Majesty will definitely express her feelings. She has been there before and after her death, so it can be regarded as a tribute to her after her death. "
Fang Xingqiang smiled and said, "I know."
Later he went to the palace to ask for an audience.
He was thinking about that sentence all the way, and after meeting Zhu Zhanji, the first sentence came out of his mouth.
"My dear mother has died for her country."
Zhu Zhanji did not pay attention to his wife's affairs, but Wang Delong said that the local women in Jiaozhi regarded his wife as a god, so he was ready to pursue her.
"Sacrifice yourself for your country?"
Zhu Zhanji felt that Fang Xing was probably nostalgic, but the word "martyrdom for the country" should not be used indiscriminately.
Fang Xing said: "After my wife killed her husband, I rescued her and told her that she would work for the Ming Dynasty for fifty years to forgive her sin. Then she worked hard. Wang Delong said that she was simply exhausted"
Zhu Zhanji frowned and said, "Officials in Guangxi and Yunnan are quite critical of my wife, saying that male superiority and female inferiority are gradually being subverted in both places."
"That's just for a moment."
Fang Xing cannot talk to Zhu Zhanji about liberating women and equality between men and women, otherwise Zhu Zhanji will probably think that he is possessed.
"Moreover, I have made an indelible contribution to the stability of Jiaozhi in the Ming Dynasty. Your Majesty, her achievements will be passed down through the ages, and may even become a legend in Jiaozhi and other places"
"Is it a legend"
Zhu Zhanji looked at Fang Xing and suddenly asked: "You said you wanted to be a legend of the Ming Dynasty back then, do you still think so now?"
Fang Xing said seriously: "Yes, I have always wanted to become a legend of the Ming Dynasty, preferably one that will last forever, but I guess it will take another three hundred years."
Zhu Zhanji asked: "Why does it take three hundred years?"
Fang Xing said: "Because after I die, Confucianism will definitely still be at the forefront of the court, and science and Confucianism will still be at odds among the people. Therefore, my reputation after my death will definitely be mixed, and it will take three hundred years for it to slowly change. Get it right.¡±
Zhu Zhanji said with satisfaction: "I am very pleased to see that you have a clear understanding of this."
Fang Xing said: "Confucianism has been spreading across the Central Plains for many years. From the court to the countryside, it is almost a god-like existence. I never thought that science could leapfrog it in just a few decades, and this is not appropriate, because science The foundation is not solid.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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