Zhu Houzhao is not stupid, on the contrary, he is an extremely smart person.

But this cleverness is used in a place where the monarch and ministers in this dynasty don’t want him to use it.

Regarding the words of the father, Zhu Houzhao would cooperate very well and said hurriedly: "My son knows."

But when he spoke, Fang Jifan knew very well that the crown prince was perfunctory again.

However... after transforming himself into a young secretary, Fang Jifan was a little unexpected. By the way, this is also half of Zhu Houzhao's teacher!

Yang Tinghe's assistant? Wang Hua's colleague?

Emperor Hongzhi sat back to the imperial case, took a deep breath, and then began to say: "As for the rewards related to Nan Hebo, I think the prince's words are not unreasonable, so let's follow the prince's words. The Ministry of War should draft a charter."

This great victory solved a problem. Daming is now in a state of affairs, and Emperor Hongzhi is really unwilling to continue to focus too much on the distant Guizhou.

He pondered for a moment, but said, "I originally wanted to take all the traitors into the capital, but since I have entrusted the military and political affairs of Guizhou to Fang Qing's family, then let Fang Qing's family deal with it on their own."

After making the decision, Emperor Hongzhi lowered his head: "Ma Qing's family stayed behind, I want to ask you about the shipbuilding."

Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao stood up and left tactfully.

Coming out of the warm pavilion, Zhu Houzhao sighed melancholy, looked up at the sky, pondered for a while, and couldn't help but say quietly: "Lao Fang, what kind of person is your father?"

"What?" Fang Jifan couldn't expect Zhu Houzhao to ask such a question.

Zhu Houzhao said with a sigh: "Actually, being a Nan and Bozi is not necessarily a bad thing."

Fang Jifan understood, and after thinking about it, he said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince... Have you ever thought about why His Majesty and the Masters treat you like children and never feel at ease to let you do something real?"

Zhu Houzhao hesitated for a moment: "Why?"

Fang Jifan looked up at the sky, showing a bit of arrogant expression: "This is the role of the young secretary."

Zhu Houzhao has aroused interest.

Over the years, he has been so frustrated, especially in the past two years, his life has become increasingly difficult to pass, so he reached out to pretend to pinch Fang Jifan's neck.

Fang Jifan suddenly looked stern and said, "Your Highness must remember to respect your teachers and respect the way."

This is the case with Zhu Houzhao, and it is no different from the Ming Wuzong in history. Although he is usually naughty and scolded by all officials, he just smiled and did not care about it. This is probably because he knew in his heart that some of the truth they said, but... he is like a child and will never make mistakes easily.

"Let me tell you slowly." Fang Jifan said seriously: "Your Highness has always had his own ideas, and your highness's abilities are definitely not comparable to ordinary people. For example, what Your Highness said today makes sense, but why does Your Highness still think that Your Highness is not very reliable?"

Zhu Houzhao thought about it seriously, but after thinking for a long time, she still couldn't think of it. She was angry: "Yes, why, say it quickly."

"Your Highness, think about it. Even if you sell mutton, you still know that it is very indecent to cut the mutton and sell it to people. You have to pack a bag with lotus leaves. After all, your Highness is because you are not good at selling yourself."

Zhu Houzhao frowned and said suspiciously: "What is sales?"

Fang Jifan thought hard and said, "Just like we sold melons last time."

Now, Zhu Houzhao understood: "It was clearly the one planted in the East Palace by me, but I had to say it was planted in the West Mountain of the Heavenly Spirit and Earth Treasure?"

Fang Jifan nodded with a little relief: "So the most important thing about Your Highness is to change his image, just like a minister, why can he please His Majesty?"

"You are a sweet-mouthed confidant!" Zhu Houzhao said without hesitation, despising Fang Jifan's "unkindness".

Fang Jifan was too lazy to continue the discussion with him in depth: "After saying so, does Your Highness want to learn it?"

"I think!" Zhu Houzhao said with no hesitation and said with a determined look: "I must make my father look at him with admiration, otherwise he will be unable to sleep or eat."

Fang Jifan smiled and said, "This is easy to deal with. In some days, it will be Mid-Autumn Festival. Several of my disciples are just ready to give up. I want to take them to study in the West Mountain. Your Highness will come together."

After making an agreement with Zhu Houzhao, I thought to myself that Zhu Houzhao is actually...not so unbearable, but why, whether it is him in history or the one he sees in front of me, he always gives people the feeling of a naughty child?

After all, it’s because of improper discipline, so...

Fang Jifan was a responsible person. Now that he has become a young secretary, he is naturally unrestrained. Educating the prince has become his duty.

After saying goodbye to Zhu Houzhao, Fang Jifan knew that his father had made contributions and his mood relaxed. When he got free, he went to the West Mountain leisurely.

Zhang Xin has grown potatoes in the greenhouse.

The tender buds of each planted in the greenhouse look very vital.

The temperatures in the greenhouse are different. Zhang Xin needs to use land with different humidity and temperatures to record the different growth of potatoes in different environments.

His greenhouse is not allowed to enter and exit easily by ordinary people, so he does most of the things alone. He carries a bamboo basket, which contains various bamboo pieces, much like bamboo slips that were not woven during the Qin and Han Dynasties.

Today he seemed to be in high spirits. He saw Fang Jifan also enter the greenhouse, squatted aside, and carefully observed the fresh tender leaves growing in the mud.

Zhang Xin looked up and said to Fang Jifan Zhilei.

"What are you laughing at?" Fang Jifan was confused.

Zhang Xin even smiled and said, "My wife is back. The Zhou royal palace sent someone to carry the eighth sedan chair and send it back."

"What a power." Fang Jifan said contemptuously.

Zhang Xin thought for a while and said, "This is why I don't want to be an official or a general. I would rather play with these crops to comfortably. Look at them, they do not have many worldly styles and human feelings, but they can feed countless people. Thousands of households, many things grow faster in the greenhouse. At the end of the year, it is expected that there will be a harvest. By the beginning of the spring of the next year, one acre can be obtained, and then there will be more variety. However, this species is more troublesome than sweet potatoes. You cannot graft vine seedlings. You have to cut them into pieces and wait for them to sprout. Can it really be eaten?"

"Yes!" Fang Jifan nodded seriously and said, "It can not only be eaten, but also better than sweet potatoes, and can replace staple food."

Zhang Xin looked happy, so he naturally believed in Fang Jifan.

He responded um, as if he began to observe again, and soon forgot the existence of Fang Jifan beside him, and took out the bamboo slips selflessly and began to record the data.

After a long time, he remembered something and subconsciously said, "Qianhu, you have to take care of those naughty children. They make trouble all day long. If this greenhouse is destroyed, it will be bad."

But after a long time, I felt that there was no movement around me. Looking back, I found that the greenhouse was empty, and Qianhu had long run away.

The entire Xishan Mountain has been completely renewed, and more and more brick and tiled houses are built along the foot of the mountain, and are popular. Many roads that have not been before have been stepped out and crossed. In order to prevent the road from slipping in rainy days, people sprinkled stones of all sizes on the roads opened up, and thus, a primitive roadbed was formed crisscrossed.

In the distance, there are greenhouses.

The chimney of the glass workshop is rolling in smoke.

The settlements formed by people spontaneously began to appear.

Some big houses also appeared, such as new schools and inns.

Because there is glass and anthracite here, naturally, merchants dragging mules and horses came to buy it. Anthracite began to be not only supplied to the capital, but also people began to discover that the purpose of glass was not limited to greenhouses.

When the merchants come, they need to rest. The inn business is pretty good, and even the restaurants on the side have benefited from the business, and it is not just entertaining scholars.

The arrival of merchants has a huge benefit. They come from all over the countryside, and some merchants from afar, even from Jiangnan. They heard that rare things were found in Beijing, but they seemed cautious and wanted to come and have a walk in person. Even if they don’t want to order, they will linger for a few days.

Many people gathered together to exchange messages from all over the world.

These messages were spread through the waiter in the inn and then started to add fuel to the fire.

Miners and craftsmen are different from farmers. Farmers only need to pay attention to the world as big as a palm, and rarely communicate with foreigners. If foreign tourists can come to the village, it is also very rare, but here, any topic is spread the fastest. Even if these news is mixed with water, only God knows.

Occasionally, scholars wandered around, which made people here look at these scholars and scholars in awe. At the same time, people occasionally began to imitate scholars and lyrics.

In their opinion, if you can add a few words to your words, it would be a shameful thing.

The school children are the most unscrupulous. Wherever there is food, they will rush to go. Only when they accidentally encounter a gentleman who comes here to drink tea will they be shocked and disperse in a rush.

People are always prone to spoiling children, especially here, there is no need to fight because of water sources, nor will there be conflicts because of the clan surname.

On the contrary, because work needs coordination between work together, gradually, although the surname and hometown are different, they start to call each other brothers.

Every time my benefactor comes, almost everyone stands far away and dares not get too close. They have to wait until my benefactor passes before they carefully walk around. They will bow away from each other. This is not fear, but because of gratitude.
Chapter completed!