Chapter Nine hundred and forty-eight: Beloved Disciple
Fang Jifan was very busy: "It's okay, it's okay, pig iron will come soon, that damn Liu Wenshan..."
Fang Jifan began to grind his teeth, wishing to kill this dog-like thing.
Such a hole cannot be opened.
Once the opening is made, with this precedent, hundreds or thousands of disciples and grandchildren all want ten clans. Why? Have you treated our Jifan as a public toilet? You can come when you want to come, and you can leave when you say goodbye. You can kill my master at any time. Hey, I want to collect tickets.
"That damn Liu Wenshan has a little despicable character, but his theory may not be wrong." Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao with a smile: "So, there will be pig iron!"
Supply in short supply, if it were based on the experience of the ancients, it would cause a surge in prices.
Agricultural society emphasizes stability. Whether it is a surge or a plummeting decline, it will be a huge harm to people's livelihood.
This is why a group of people led by Liu Jian hopes to use extreme measures to directly search merchants.
This does not mean that Liu Jian and others are completely unscrupulous, but that once pig iron cannot be supplied, many merchants will inevitably lead to national turmoil.
Pig iron has always been the most important material in the country.
Once the imperial arsenal lost pig iron, the weapons could not be supplied to the border town in time.
Once the price of pig iron soars, the prices of agricultural tools for the people will soar to skyrocket, which is closely related to agriculture and will lead to large-scale grain production cuts in the coming year.
Even if there are not too many problems for the time being, for example, there are still reserved weapons in the imperial arsenal, and the people can barely provide the demand for agricultural tools.
But if this continues, the harm to the country will be huge.
The reason why the Tatars traded with the Ming Dynasty and repeatedly turned against each other was that even if the Ming Dynasty traded with them, they strictly controlled the pig iron trade, so that the Tatars didn’t even have an iron pot and could not live their lives. If they didn’t accept it, they would do it!
Therefore, the ancients had an old way of doing this experience. They hated merchants who hoarded goods and could use them to minimize the harm.
But on the other hand, this is also a vicious cycle. It does not come out of this vicious cycle. Whenever the market has huge demand, merchants start to stock up on goods, and kill the sacrifices to the sky and use powerful means to maintain stability. However, the entire Ming Dynasty is still a stagnant pool.
Liu Wenshan’s method is very simple.
Use market methods to achieve a balance between supply and demand.
Although merchants are pursuing profits, they can use it. They have a very sensitive sense of smell and have super power to move. When the price of pig iron soars, they will go crazy... looking for a source of pig iron. In this way, once there is more and more pig iron in the market and the supply is in short supply, it will be solved.
Zhu Houzhao listened to Fang Jifan's promise and nodded; "I believe in Liu Wenshan. After all, this is a guy who asks to kill the ten clans...ah haha..."
Fang Jifan's face was thrust.
Zhu Houzhao immediately said, "Yes, I dreamed last night."
“…”
Many times, Fang Jifan could not keep up with Zhu Houzhao's thinking.
Zhu Houzhao said: "Guess who did you dream of?"
Fang Jifan shook his head.
Zhu Houzhao said happily: "You..."
Fang Jifan's hair stood up.
"And Xu Jing!" Zhu Houzhao hugged her head: "I can't understand why I dreamed of him."
Fang Jifan hurriedly said, "Your Highness should say, why do you dream of me and Xu Jing?"
"I often dream about you." Zhu Houzhao curled his lips: "What's so strange about this? The key point of this is why I dream about him? He has been going to sea for so many years and has not had any news. Is he already dead? So I asked my dream to me. What does this dream mean? I have to ask Zhenren Li to interpret the dream."
Fang Jifan said, "What kind of dream can my junior nephew solve? Alas, when your highness reminded me, I actually remembered Xu Jing, my closest dear and beloved. Now I think about it, there are not many other disciples, such as the damn Liu Wenshan. Xu Jing..."
Fang Jifan's eyes were a little wet.
This is my favorite disciple.
Thinking of his life and death uncertain, Fang Jifan's heart... Fang Jifan felt that his heart was as painful as a thrust!
"He will not die." Fang Jifan said with a stern face: "He will live, and he has to be a cow and a horse for me. In order to let him go to sea, His Majesty and us have spent so much money..."
Zhu Houzhao nodded: "It's a good statement. However, I still have another problem."
Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao in confusion: "Your Highness seems to have many problems today."
Zhu Houzhao said with a bitter face: "I have published a lot of papers these days and published some in the journals. However, in this issue, I have submitted an article "Observation of Mechanical Movement". Damn it, but it was not on the front page. The one on the front page was actually Zhang Xin. Zhang Xin's article "On the Nutrition of Crops" actually squeezed out my papers. What's the unfairness of the review group?"
Fang Jifan couldn't help but say, "The nutrition of crops? Let me take a look."
I'm about to ask someone to get the latest journal.
Zhu Houzhao said, "I have brought it."
A journal was taken out of her sleeve and Fang Jifan took it.
Zhu Houzhao cared about journals very much, but he was a very competitive person. Since several papers on mechanics came out, he was immediately cited by math, engineering, and engineering papers, and a large number of citations.
This greatly satisfied Zhu Houzhao. On this basis, especially in the process of manufacturing steam locomotives, he published many papers. This time, his "Observation of Mechanical Movement" thought that it would be on the front page, but... it was snatched away.
Fang Jifan opened the journal and went straight to the topic. When he saw it, he understood: "Your Highness's paper is actually not under Zhang Xin, but... Zhang Xin's paper is even more pleasing. You see, he believes that crops, like humans, need to provide their nutrition if they want to grow vigorously. What is nutrition and nutrients, just like why Your Highness grows stronger than others, because Your Highness loves to eat beef, and many people have pale faces and thin skin. This is because the people are eating braised vegetables. Can the evaluation team not be moved by this idea? Agriculture is the fundamental part of the country. Also, based on Zhang Xin's years of research and practice, he realized that the nutrition of crops comes from humus, humus and life, so..."
Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but complain: "After all the time, who doesn't know that pouring fertilizer on crops can make crops grow better. Is this still necessary for him?"
Fang Jifan said with a smile: "This is science. The essence of science lies in observation. Through observation, we can create a set of theories. For example, if we understand these two things, humus and life, in the future, countless future generations can continue to conduct research on this basis."
"But..." Fang Jifan was happy: "I don't think this view of life is completely correct."
"Hmm?" Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up. He had wanted to slap Zhang Xin in the face for a long time. Because agriculture was particularly valued by the review team, many of the papers published by the military farm were ranked before him.
Fang Jifan said: "Actually, I have an immature idea that the nutrition of crops may come from...minerals."
, "What mine?"
Fang Jifan had not spoken yet.
Zhu Houzhao grabbed Fang Jifan's clothes and said, "You say, don't you say? If you don't say, I will calculate with you, you steal the seal of my palace and go everywhere to stamp the account!"
"It's unfair." Fang Jifan howled.
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Emperor Hongzhi watched the memorial in Fengtian Hall as usual.
His life is boring.
So Xiao Jing also felt that it was very boring, other people's emperors.
Think about my seniors, Wang Zhen, and Wang Zhi, who did not follow a cheating emperor, and wander around with this emperor all day long. That day was colorful.
On the other hand, I opened my eyes every day, either following Emperor Hongzhi to greet me, or then I arrived at Fengtian Hall. This stop was seven or eight hours, and it was dark and I went home to sleep.
Is this the life that eunuchs should live?
But he didn't dare to complain, so he bent down and stood there carefully.
Outside, someone was looking around.
Xiao Jing looked at him, glanced at the corner of his eyes and suddenly realized that his Majesty, who was still buried in the desk, tiptoed out of Fengtian Hall. The little eunuch said hurriedly: "Old ancestor, it's not good."
"Speak softly, say it in detail." Xiao Jing stood with his hands behind his back.
"The Minister of War was beaten by the Censor of the Censorate."
"What?" Xiao Jing felt like he was ripping a dog.
If Your Majesty knew, he would not be furious.
This is the dignified Shangshu, but he was beaten by the censor. What kind of tradition is this? It will make a big joke.
"Why?" Xiao Jing stared at the eunuch.
The eunuch Qiqiai Ai said: "These days, the construction bureau has severely lacked pig iron. In order to prevent it, the Censorate inspected the number of stored storage in the Ministry of War arsenal. The Ministry of War said that it was the weapons of the arsenal and could be used for one year, but who knows... the censors went to the arsenal to check... but found... but found..."
Xiao Jing seemed to understand something: "It's missing?"
"It's not just a few." The eunuch calmed down, realized that his voice was a little louder, and lowered his voice: "So, it was found that, in terms of swords, there were originally 19,366 swords, but the actual number was 10, not one or two thousand, and most of them were decayed. The officers in the arsenal did not maintain it on time, and the oil for the maintenance of the sword disappeared. The censors were anxious and went to the Ministry of War. The Minister of War Ma Wensheng was also shocked and hurried to ask someone to find the head of the Ku Department. Before the head of the Ku Department arrived, the censors were angry and grabbed Ma Wensheng and beat him up. Now the Ministry of War is still in trouble."
Chapter completed!