The carriage of the Xu Mansion drove to the front of Fengtian Gate, and Yang Fan hurriedly entered the palace with a wooden box. came in a hurry, didn't even change his clothes, his face was full of scum, and even his hair was messy.

He waited in front of the Fengtian Gate, the evening breeze came out, the red lanterns on the city wall, swayed a few times with the wind, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and the bright moon is gradually full. The full moon is lacking, and this is probably the saddest Mid-Autumn Festival. Yang Fan sighed and followed the eunuch into the palace. The Qianqing Palace is brightly lit.

"Holy Lord, Ling He Bo Yang Fan has arrived."

"Come in." It was empty, and the sound was as brilliant as a Huanglu bell. Yang Fan pushed the door in, slowly walked to the front, bowed, and said, "Yang Fan, see the saint." ”

Zhu Youzhen smiled coldly and said, "Have you finished playing your temper?" I still thought that you Yang Fan really dared to resist the decree and not come to see me. ”

Yang Fan said: "The saint is too worried. I didn't have this intention, it was really a day, the rice grains were not touched, and the body couldn't support it, so it was delayed for a few hours. His face was still ugly and he looked sickly. Zhu Youzhen also saw it, and his thoughts of reproach were also a little less, and asked: "Xu Ge died of illness, I heard that you were by the bedside, what are your last words?" ”

Yang Fan nodded, handed over the wooden box, then stepped back, and said, "This time, Elder Xu asked me to hand over the "Book of Agriculture" to the saint, please read it in the saint's circle." Zhu Youzhen opened the wooden box, turned a few pages, and said: "The pillars of the country, when you are like Xu Ge Lao, then the Ming Sheji, why not worry." However, those who talk eloquently are the majority; There are very few people who are proficient in political affairs and agricultural affairs. ”

"The Holy One can see the evils, so why not cure them once and for all?" Yang Fan asked.

"A cure? Who is governed? How is it treated? This is not something I can do, it is easy to get money, but it is hard to find. Like Xu Gelao, he has talents in astronomy and geography, economics and history, humanities, and agricultural education, which is really rare. I have also read your preface at the beginning of this book. Some take it for granted. ”

Yang Fan smiled, understanding that Zhu Youzhen had both ideas and a certain degree of weakness in the face of challenging the traditional ancestral system. Only see 100% benefits, such as curiosities. will spare no effort to support. For tax reform, paper money, etc., they are all anticlimactic, and if nothing happens, he said: "As long as the saint gives enough time." I dare not say that we can cultivate all-round talents, and we can still do it in some aspects. He no longer trusts the wine bags and rice bags under Zhu Youzhen's hands.

"Huh. You're too busy to take care of yourself now, and you still have to help me cultivate talents? ”

Yang Fan smiled and said, "I don't know what crime I committed?" provoked those famous Confucians in the court again. ”

watched Yang Fan pretend to be crazy and stupid. Zhu Youzhen smiled coldly and said, "How did you provoke those people, you just know it in your own heart." I stopped for three days, on the one hand, it is in respect and remembrance of Xu Ge Lao, and on the other hand, it is also a chance for you to have a respite. I understand how important that person is to you, but the big husband should put state affairs first, how can you lose the big because of the small? ”

Yang Fan didn't want to argue about anything, so he said, "What the Holy Lord said is true. Now that Qiwu Zhai has clearly and secretly hung the royal flag, Yang Fan does not plan to put some new shoes and toys in it. Kyoshi this place. It seemed that he couldn't see that he was good, so he said: "Since the saint said so much, then please let me say a few words." ”

"What are you going to say?" Zhu Youzhen leaned back in his chair, a little curious about what Yang Fan would say.

"After returning from Nanyang, I felt more and more powerless, maybe I didn't have the ambition to complete the great cause of governing the country for the saint, so I took advantage of this entry into the palace to resign." Yang Fan actually had this idea when he was in Dengzhou. It's just that I've been a little hesitant. This time, I really want to leave Beijing.

"Resignation? Yang Fan, can you say more ridiculously? ”

"Is it like a joke?" Yang Fan smiled slightly. The smile on Zhu Youzhen's mouth gradually disappeared, and he squinted his eyes and said, "What do you mean by this?" "He didn't understand what Yang Fan was doing, and he was a little angry." Do you really want to come out and play! ”

"The Holy One is angry. I understand that I am lacking. Let the Holy One be embarrassed. If I don't retreat bravely this time, I am afraid that my life will not be guaranteed, so I will not meddle in state affairs. He bowed and waited for Zhu Youzhen's reply.

The hall was silent. Zhu Youzhen's face was a little mad in the candlelight, and he looked at Yang Fan. "You've figured it out." If you really want to return, it's not a joke. I will take back all the honors I have given you. At that point, you really have nothing. ”

"I understand it below. I remember the first time I saw the Holy Lord in the Imperial Study, I said it. He is not a saint in Xia, and he has never had any ambitions, this time he retreated bravely, wanting to see the prosperity of Jinling and seek a few talents for the saint. The ancients did not enter Sichuan, and old people did not come out of Shu. Although I am not old, my heart is tired, and I also want to live a rich and noble life. ”

"I just wandered into a fugue, and I didn't hear clearly. Can you say that again? I'll allow you to repeat it again. Zhu Youzhen put his hands on the chair and began to close his eyes to recuperate.

"I said that I want to go to Jinling to see the prosperity, and I don't want to ......"

Zhu Youzhenlong's eyes opened, as if he wanted to kill, and said, "Enough!" Are you threatening me? Do you really think I don't dare touch you? He stood up and said, "Everyone is responsible for their own decisions." By allowing you to repeat it, I have given you a chance, and since you are so ignorant, well! You're going to retreat from the rapids, aren't you? I have perfected you! Everything you have is given to you by me, titles, coupons, fiefs, these will be taken back. You will lose everything, and when the time comes, see how those people kill you! I will decree that the Brocade Guard will not interfere in anything concerning you. You're going to Jinling, right? You will die in that city with those idle officials in Nanjing! I want to have a great career! ”

"Then don't disturb the ambition of the saint, and retire below. Within three days, after finishing the trivial matters in Beijing, I will leave cleanly in the next meeting. Don't cause any trouble to the saints. Yang Fan's spine finally stood up. Two men of the same age, at this moment, their eyes finally met. "But in the end, there is another kind word to tell the Holy One."

"Say it. This may be the last time you'll talk to me like this. Next time, there will be no next time. Even if there is, you have to kneel, and you don't even have such courtesy. ”

"Huh. Maybe. ”

Zhu Youzhen's eyelids trembled, his eyes were almost on fire, and the people who dared to float so lightly in front of him, the grass on the grave was already three feet high. Still, he suppressed the anger in his heart. (To be continued.) )