Zhao Sande is the eyes placed by Suleiman in the Ming Dynasty.

What he saw and heard, and his views on the affairs of the Ming Dynasty determined Suleiman's turn to the national policy of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhao Sande listed some of the actions of some of the new emperors of the Ming Dynasty and their influence on scholars.

At the end of the memorial, Zhao Sande wrote again: The Ming Dynasty has a unique land of nature and is a land of kingly ways that is not comparable to the Ottoman. The Ottoman originated in the desert. If he could enter the Central Plains, then our emperor would be able to compare with the Three Emperors and Five Emperors. If he wanted to win the country first and win his heart first, he would win the Central Plains for his emperor. The new emperor was very happy with merits. He looked at the atmosphere of Emperor Yang of Sui. He built railways and spent only the people's efforts. He was just like Emperor Yang of Sui. He built canals. He had the intention of devouring Java shortly after he ascended the throne. This coincided with the Sui struggle for Goryeo, and this was the way to defeat the defeat. Our emperor should respect Confucian scholars, cultivate virtue and nourish the people, and wait for the chaos in the Central Plains and punish the people. It would be a perfect achievement within ten years.

He said he was full of confidence.

Because this is what is written in historical books, Zhu Houzhao and Emperor Yang of Sui are birds of a feather.

When he wrote the word "cultivation of virtue", Zhao Sande's pen trembled. These two words have already permeated all his thoughts and are his supreme ideas. The more books he read, the more he believes in the word "cultivation of virtue".

After a memorial was edited, he ordered people to send it out quickly. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and then he ordered people to pour tea.

When he came to the Ming Dynasty, his favorite thing was tea. The tea tasted refreshing and endless aftertaste, as if it was tasteless and tasteless, as if it was there or nothing, as if it was humble and gentleman, which seemed to make him feel that tea was like himself.

People who cultivate virtue should be like tea.

"Sir..." A servant came in.

Zhao Sande likes to let his servants call him Mr.

Zhao Sande held the tea, looked at the servant lightly, and said lightly, "What's the matter?"

The servant said: "In another hour, the poetry meeting on North Street is about to begin." "Ah..." Zhao Sande sighed: "I forgot, hurry up, prepare to change my clothes."

After saying that, he quickly stood up.

A group of scholars in Beijing, after no more imperial examinations, fewer people read eight-part articles, but the poetry club emerged like mushrooms after a rain.

Poetry... seems to have become their last spiritual sustenance.

Zhao Sande likes such poetry gatherings the most. When he hears a good poem every day, he feels so excited that he can't help but tremble. In his opinion, this poem... is simply a gift given to mankind by God. The emotions and meanings contained in the simple poems are unexciting.

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Fang Jifan entered the cabinet every day.

After entering the pavilion, it is like a wooden stake.

Because there are a group of elderly people around you, many times, I really can't communicate. Not to mention that a group of people have completely different ideas from themselves, even if it is the age gap, this generation gap is like a natural barrier.

The ones he was responsible for approving were all Baoding or memorials about railways.

Which land needs to be expropriated and how each prefecture and county compromise is all about Fang Jifan.

At this time, a memorial was sent, saying that the prefect of Luoyang Prefecture refused to pass through the railway. The prefect seemed a little unintentional. Fang Jifan just wrote a word at will in the bill... Oh!

It seems...he doesn't care that someone opposes the construction of the railway.

However, when the ticket was intended to be delivered to Zhu Houzhao, Zhu Houzhao was so angry that he was half-expected.

In Zhu Houzhao's opinion, such a parent official should be dismissed. How could Lao Fang be so condescending?

Just as he stamped his feet, Fang Jifan ordered Wang Jinyuan to pass the prefect's memorial to Luoyang.

A few days later, Kuaima sent a new memorial, which was also from Luoyang, but the person who submitted the memorial was not the prefect of Luoyang, but the co-magistrate of Luoyang Prefecture.

The memorial was a bit tragic. The people of Luoyang heard that the railway was rejected by the prefect, and Xishan Jianye was planning a railway divert to turn the railway around Luoyang.

So... the scholars and the people were indignant, and as a result... they surrounded the prefect's office. Some brave guys pulled out the prefect and beat him up. The mansion was in chaos. The prefect was beaten and covered in wounds. He sent him to Xi'an overnight and was rescued in the Xi'an Branch of Xishan Medical College in Xi'an. Life and death are uncertain.

Fang Jifan still asked for a ticket, but still replied with one word... Oh!

I have to say that this fool doesn’t want your money to build a railway.

When the railway is opened, the first thing that benefits is the local tyrants. Although these tyrants have lost their land, they are deeply rooted after all, and there is always a way to make money and profit. If even this is broken, will they not fight for you?

Of course... the one with the most memorials was sent by Hou Shouning and Jianchang Bo.

They had arrived in Lanzhou and found many problems along the way.

For example...the labor requisitioned at the local level is vacant.

Also... there are several lines with obvious waste and can be modified.

In addition... the accounts of some railway sections are unclear.

Some people even began to seek profit in the construction of railways.

Such a large investment involves so much manpower and money. Fang Jifan actually knew from the beginning that it would have serious losses and no losses at all. This is almost a fantasy. Where there are people, there will be greed, but now...

The emperor was anxious to make a living, and many places were forced to go on the horse, but fortunately, with the two active members of Shouning Hou and Jianchang Bo, Fang Jifan was extremely relieved.

I heard that these two guys are still studying the steam power system of steam cars, hoping to reduce fuel and increase power. In other words, they want the car to save fuel, no, coal.

Seeing the remarks from Shouning Hou on saving fuel, Fang Jifan couldn't help but sigh that the two uncles were really worried about the court.

Such talents can't be found even with lanterns.

On this day, the ticket was planned to be noon. Fang Jifan was already a little tired, but Ouyang Zhi came with a food box.

The Ministry of Personnel was not far from the palace. Ouyang Zhi was an official outside and was very honest. Therefore, when he was an official outside, he could not afford to hire a chef and actually taught himself the cooking skills.

Although he is the Minister of Personnel, he is still saving money. He wakes up early every day, cooks his own food first, carries a food box on duty, and can eat it when he is free at noon.

In the 130th year of the Ming Dynasty, there was never such a minister of the Ministry of Personnel. No one in the entire Ministry of Personnel admired him, so that when the capital was in the cold and winter, no one dared to send Bingjing and Tanjing to Ouyang Zhi.

Now that the mentor has entered the palace and on duty, Ouyang Zhi cooked two meals by himself and delivered them on time.

And Wang Shouren would come at this time, of course... this guy only brought one mouth, which made Fang Jifan disliked him.

In the end, Ouyang Zhi had to make three copies.

Every time Ouyang Zhi appears, people inside and outside the cabinet can't help but look at them, tsk, and look at their disciples.

As soon as Ouyang Zhi arrived, Wang Shouren arrived and the three of them sat down at will.

Ouyang Zhi was not good at speaking, so he took out the dishes from the food box first, brought them to Fang Jifan, and picked lean meat with chopsticks. As for the dishes, he put more tender leaves and sent them to his mentor's plate. The rest of the fat meat and vegetable stems were eaten by himself and Wang Shouren.

Fang Jifan picked up the chopsticks, and Wang Shouren and Ouyang Zhi started eating.

This is a dull process.

Because Ouyang Zhi was unable to communicate, Fang Jifan felt that it was tiring to communicate with him, so he had to remain silent.

As for Wang Shouren, this guy has always been stern and is not good at speaking, so everyone just eats and drinks with all their hearts.

Halfway through the meal, Ouyang Zhi asked, "Master, can you eat?"

Fang Jifan nodded.

Ouyang Zhi was silent for a moment and said, "What do mentors want to eat tomorrow?"

Fang Jifan tilted his head and thought about it seriously: "I want to eat mutton recently. I want the best lambs from Lanzhou. The mutton there is fresh and tender. It is best to take lamb chops and barbecue them with more peppercorns."

Ouyang Zhi was silent for a while, as if he had written down: "Is there any more?" "No more!"

Next, Ouyang Zhi was silent.

After seeing Ouyang Zhi, Wang Shouren couldn't help but say, "I want to eat too."

Ouyang Zhi took out the paper and the charcoal pen with him, wrote it down with a scrupulous and eye-catching note, then put it away, picked up the chopsticks, and continued to chew on his dish.

After a while, Fang Jifan finished eating and touched his stomach. As a role model, he had to say something: "Boan, I am not talking about you. Your senior brother is frugal and his salary is not high. You still have to eat his food every day. This is not good."

Although Wang Shouren was thin and had a big appetite, this was the third bowl. When he felt a little overwhelmed with his stomach, he nodded and said ashamedly: "Yes, the student should follow his mentor's teachings."

Fang Jifan sighed again: "My teacher's greatest wish is that all the disciples can come back to the capital. When you are having dinner with your teacher, you will be with your teacher. Oh... It's a pity that your fellow disciples are all very busy, and I don't know what happened to them outside. My teacher is very worried about it. Okay, Bo'an, don't eat anymore."

Only then did Wang Shouren put down his job and looked at Fang Jifan seriously.

Fang Jifan said: "What's going on in the military now?"

Speaking of serious matters, Wang Shouren was absolutely unambiguous and said seriously: "The most important thing now is to expand the First Army, with the First Army as the backbone. From then on...the fifth army was organized. At the end of the year, the Ministry of War would draft a portion of the required money and food, and I was afraid that the Ministry of Revenue would have to argue again."

Fang Jifan was happy: "I'm not afraid. If you have a promising teacher, the Ministry of Revenue dares not give me any gifts. I go to Mr. Li to explain the reason. The reason doesn't make sense. The teacher took His Majesty to roll up the bedding and go to the Li family. He won't leave. He dare not give me any gifts!"

Wang Shouren breathed a sigh of relief. He seemed to think of this method very well. Then he seemed to think of something and said, "There is still a difficult point."
Chapter completed!