Life in Nishiyama is fulfilling.

The talents not only liked Mr. Wang's class during the day, but also liked Mr. Liu and Mr. Jiang's class on making eight shares at night.

Most of the seventy or eighty people present here are failures in the imperial examination, and most of them are like Liu Jie, who belong to the category of people who have given up treatment.

And Jiang Chen and Liu Wenshan, the content they taught was extremely interesting, and everyone listened very carefully.

After school that day, Liu Jie returned to Liu's house from Xishan.

At this time, Liu Jian had just been off duty.

In the past few days, Liu Jian has been heartbroken for the affairs of Jinzhou, because he is besieged, so there is almost no news coming, at this time...... It's a bit resigned.

Now the imperial court is afraid that there is any urgent news from Jinzhou, once there is an urgent report of the fall of Jinzhou, it will be almost a fiasco for the entire Ming Dynasty, not to mention that there are hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians there.

Thinking of this, Liu Jian was worried.

Seeing his son come back, looking muddy, and seemed to be about to take a bath, Liu Jian found him, barely squeezed out a smile and said, "Going to Xishan again?" ”

"Yes." Liu Jie saluted his father.

Liu Jian looked at his son, although he had a kind smile, but behind this smile, there was a little sigh.

Pity your son for not being angry.

Think about Li Dongyang's son, he won the Jinshi, and Wang Ao's nephew, Xie Qian, not to mention this guy.

It is said that family learning has a origin, why don't you have it?

"What did the gentlemen teach you in the West Mountains."

Liu Jie was silent for a moment before he said, "I dug the flue during the day." ”

Liu Jian couldn't help but be surprised: "Can you learn by digging a flue?" ”

"Yes, digging flues, in order to make the ground heated, the underground of Xishan is full of many flues, and there is a big chimney in the glaze workshop, it is said that a large amount of charcoal is burned to smelt glass, these hot gases, but through the flue to the greenhouse everywhere, so that the heat is not wasted, and can produce vegetables and fruits in the greenhouse, and Fengcheng Hou can also use this as a research crop."

"I didn't expect that there were so many ways in it." Liu Jian said with emotion: "They are all people who are willing to do things, Fang Jifan, this kid, there is nothing desirable elsewhere, but this one is very desirable." ”

Liu Jie pursed his lips, as if he was a little dissatisfied with his father's 'slander' of his master, but he finally held back and didn't say anything.

"That's all you learned? How do you feel that this is Fang Jifan asking you to work for free? ”

They said that making eight shares is no different from cultivating the land, practice makes perfect, and the reason why I failed the exam is just not familiar enough. If you want to make eight strands, you have to be familiar with them, so you probably point out some things that need to be avoided, and then they hand out the paper and let us do it, and they came up with ten questions and asked us to make an eight-strand essay every day. ”

"......" Liu Jian couldn't help but tremble his lips: "Eight strands are a code of talents, and in their mouths, they have become cultivated land." ”

Liu Jie said: "It's better to cultivate land, cultivated land is at least useful for people's livelihood, and Bagu is completely useless......"

"......" Liu Jian couldn't help but smile bitterly, these scholars are really arrogant.

Liu Jie said: "But since it is useless, gentlemen have to use useless methods to deal with it, and you must not think about the way of the sage in your heart when you make eight shares, it is an article, which has nothing to do with the way of the sage, and it is not of any use, the more you look at it with this objective eye, you will find that the craft of making eight strands is like this." ”

Liu Jian couldn't help but glared at him and said, "Ten eight-strand essays in ten days? These eight shares will not be so useless, you young people are too extreme, and if you say such things, you will suffer sooner or later in the future. ”

Liu Jie smiled instead, and said, "Gentlemen know that someone will comment like this, so they also said, don't listen to those who rely on the old and sell the old......"

"This ......" Liu Jian was speechless for a while.

What do these gentlemen say, is it considered a rainy day?

At this time, Liu Jie hurriedly said: "My son is filthy, go take a bath, father, you drink tea." ”

After that, he walked away.

Liu Jian shook his head, not knowing what to say.

He has experienced too many things, and in fact, he doesn't think that Bagu is of any use, but he still can't accept this new point of view. But......

He also found that since his son went to Xishan for night classes every day, he seemed to have changed a little bit of vitality...... Anyway, these sons don't have the life of the title of the gold list, so rely on his father's kindness and live a good life, the son likes to go to the West Mountain, just go, His Royal Highness the Prince, don't you also go to the West Mountain every day?

No matter how bad his son is, it won't be as bad as His Royal Highness the Prince.

Thinking about it like this, my mood became happy again, and I couldn't help but think of Liu Jie's many benefits, usually honest, not messing around, quiet, and filial......

Not like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, what a good boy......

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After another half a month, it is gradually coming to winter.

There was no news from Jinzhou, and Fang Jifan's heart became more and more worried.

On this day, the palace suddenly summoned Fang Jifan to enter the palace for an audience.

Fang Jifan didn't dare to slack off and hurriedly entered the palace.

When I arrived at the warm pavilion, I saw Emperor Hongzhi and several cabinet scholars and military department scholars.

Fang Jifan only looked at it, and his heart was clear.

This must be something going on in Jinzhou, which made Fang Jifan's heart suddenly hang, and he even felt that his palms were inexplicably cold.

Anyway, he treats Ouyang Zhi as his own son, if something really happens, the white-haired person sends the black-haired person, ah, no, it is the black-haired person who sends the black-haired person, what a sad thing.

Seeing that Emperor Hongzhi had a tense face, Fang Jifan saluted, and he didn't have the heart to slap the horse.

Emperor Hongzhi Zhengse said: "Fang Jifan, your father has already had some eyebrows in Xishan to promote the reform of the land and return to the stream. ”

It's not Jinzhou's business......

Fang Jifan didn't know whether to be happy or sad: "This is because of Your Majesty's Shengming." ”

Emperor Hongzhi saw that Fang Jifan was rarely modest, and couldn't help but take a serious look at Fang Jifan, this kid of the Fang family really grew up and was more sensible than before.

Look at your son.

Thinking of Zhu Houzhao's scum, Emperor Hongzhi was angry.

Jinyiwei secretly reported that the prince actually fought with schoolchildren.

Of course, it is impossible to hurt anything.

But the most important thing, you are such a big person, you bully those children who even walk crookedly, are you still human? I really haven't grown, let's have a snack, learn from Fang Jifan.

And the most hateful thing, Zhu Houzhao, this guy, even said that he was going to find someone to complain!

You bully children, are you justified?

Look at Xu Jie, look at Zhang Xiaohu, look at XOO, OOXX, they didn't mention anything about being bullied in their letters, and even the children still knew that they would never mention these unpleasant things in the letters, which annoyed themselves, but encouraged themselves, saying something about the emperor's hard work and the like.

Are you Zhu Houzhao a human being?

Emperor Hongzhi felt that the more he thought about it, the more angry he became...... It's just too lazy to think about that rebel.

He put away his mind and looked at Fang Jifan with a pleasant face: "But in Jinzhou, according to the report from the flying horse, the Tatars are still besieging the city, and the two sides are deadlocked, and I don't know what the result will be." ”

Fang Jifan said: "The minister believes that Jinzhou will definitely turn the corner." ”

"yes." Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I also said this to myself, take 10,000 steps back, if I really encounter misfortune, I will try my best to take revenge and never let their blood be shed in vain." ”

Fang Jifan thought in his heart, if a person dies, he can't be resurrected, and the severed head can't grow back, revenge...... Of course there is revenge, whoever cuts my son, I will kill his whole family.

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in Jinzhou.

The city was already getting more and more difficult, because the gunpowder had been depleted, and there were no more iron cannons to fight back.

As a last resort, the soldiers and civilians began to demolish houses, make stone-throwing carts, and also followed the example of the Tatars, and began to throw stones to attack.

One day, things took a turn for the worse, because of the negligence of the defenders, they actually let the Tatars carry ladders to erect on the city wall at night, and countless Tatars struggled to climb the aisle of the city wall, found their defenders, and were so frightened that they wanted to hug their heads, and almost Jinzhou fell.

Fortunately, Ouyang Zhi didn't dare to sleep at night, he almost went crazy and led people towards the place where the incident occurred, and then, the soldiers around him shouted together: "Mr. Ouyang is here, kill the Tartars......"

In the darkness, those panicked soldiers and civilians seemed to feel that Mr. Ouyang was everywhere, and they suddenly became rational, thinking of their families in the city, and thinking that even if they were timid, they still couldn't change the fate of death.

So, there were thousands of households who took the lead with knives: "Kill!" ”

In this snowy night, countless people roared angrily, and in the narrow aisles of the city wall, many people rushed up without discipline and were cut down by the murderous Tatars, but one person fell down, and the people behind him flew up, hugged the Tatars, bit with their teeth, and hit each other's heads with their heads.

There is no turning back.

Isn't Mr. Ouyang right here?

He is an envoy, and he is still here, so why should I fear life and death?

The Tatars did not expect that the resistance of the soldiers and civilians of Jinzhou would be so frenzied, they began to tighten their formation, and were forced into the narrower and narrower passages, and the Tatars who climbed on the ladder behind them went up to the city wall, but found that there was no place to stand at all.

Countless spears, clubs, and swords danced wildly in the darkness.

At this time, no one could tell whether the next cries for help and miserable cries came from the Tatars or the soldiers and civilians of the Ming Dynasty.

Even He Yan didn't know where he got the courage, and personally rushed to the aisle of the city wall with his own soldiers.

Ouyang Zhi also wanted to go up, but found that it was overcrowded.

One by one, the Tatars were killed, and eventually, they were compressed in a small section of the wall, and they could not break through quickly and expand the opening, but were constantly compressed, and finally, when the last Tatar was thrown off the wall, countless people cheered.

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Sorry, it took a bit of time to conceive today, so it's a little late in today's chapters!