Early in the morning of the second day, Zheng Guo thought about it for a long time and decided to go to Xianyang Prison.

Yesterday, His Majesty suddenly summoned him to the palace, saying that it was for the purpose of writing a book, and deliberately reminded him to go to Xianyang Prison when he had no clue.

Although this reminder is a bit deliberate, Zheng Guo still decided to give it a try.

Maybe Fusu Gongzi really has a way.

It's just that he can't reveal his identity, he is a little unclear, but he doesn't dare to disobey His Majesty's will, thinking that he should plan it well.

After the early dynasty, Zheng Guo changed into his regular clothes and went to Xianyang Prison alone.

When he arrived at the cell, he saw Fusu sitting on a seat and talking happily with a man.

The man looked ordinary, wearing a Confucian costume, but the temperament of the whole person was not bad, which couldn't help but make people look at it twice.

He didn't think much about it, stood outside the fence, and said respectfully: "Young Master Su." ”

Hearing his voice, the two of them stopped talking suddenly, Fusu turned his head and saw the person coming, and his expression paused, "Why are you here?" ”

Zheng Guo couldn't help but bow slightly, and said, "I went to your house yesterday and heard from your father that you were imprisoned in Xianyang Prison, and I came to see you." ”

Hearing him say this, Fusu breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to explain to Ran Fang: "This is my friend." ”

Ran Fang sat there and didn't ask much, just nodded slightly.

It was Zheng Guo, seeing that Fusu was so respectful to this Confucian student, he couldn't help but look at him a few more times, but he was curious in his heart about what the origin of this Ran Fang was, and how he could be so close to Fusu Gongzi?

But just when Zheng Guo was in a daze, Fusu opened his mouth to ask.

"What are you doing today?"

Fusu looked at Zheng Guo, who suddenly appeared in Xianyang Prison, and felt a little strange in his heart.

Zheng Guo came back to his senses and smiled helplessly.

"I'm here to fix the book......"

When Ran Fang heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, could this person be a person who repaired books?

But in the next second, Zheng Guo continued.

"The imperial court is not only repairing books, but also summoning capable people from all over the world to write books."

"I thought that I would also write a book on agriculture and hand it over to the ministers of the DPRK and China, and maybe I could revive my doctrine in this vein, but I thought about it for a few days and had no clue, so I thought I would come and ask you."

Hearing this, Ran Fang couldn't help but laugh.

In the past few days, he has talked with Fusu very happily, and I have to say that Fusu still has the ability, but writing a book is a technical job, and it can't come out with your mouth open.

This Zheng Guo chased to the prison and asked how to write a book, which seemed a little weird.

Zheng Guo, who was waiting for Fusu's attention, couldn't help but be a little angry when he saw Ran Fang's appearance, and asked in an unhappy tone: "What is this son laughing at?" ”

Ran Fang shook his head, restrained the smile on the corner of his mouth, and half-lay there and took a sip of tea.

"It's all right, you go on."

Zheng Guo was just about to open his mouth to reprimand Ran Fang for being disrespectful, but was stopped by Fusu, "This is the Confucian student I met in prison, Ran Fang." ”

"The descendants of Ran Fang, the apprentice of the ancestors of Kong, are quite talented."

"In just a few days, I learned a lot from my husband in prison."

By the time Fusu finished speaking, Zheng Guo's eyes had already widened.

He didn't expect that the Ran Fang in front of him would be so big!

The descendants of Confucius's own disciples?!

Could it be that His Majesty said last night that he could ask Fusu in prison and not reveal his identity, is it related to this person named Ran Fang?

couldn't help but soften Zheng Guo's eyes when he looked at Ran Fang.

"It was a little abrupt just now, and I hope that Ran Gongzi will forgive me."

Seeing Ran Fang waving his hand, Zheng Guo couldn't help but be curious: "Under Zheng...... Learn, I came here to ask Su Gongzi how to write a book. ”

"But judging by Mr. Huang's attitude just now, there seems to be some other opinion on this matter?"

Fusu, who was standing next to him, had already guessed why Zheng Guo appeared here, and Bacheng had something to do with his father.

After thinking about it, he looked at Ran Fang and said, "Yesterday, Gongzi once said that if you can write a book on agriculture, it will also be beneficial to the people of the world. ”

"This Zheng Xue also knows a little about farming, so it would be most suitable for him to write this book."

"And this Zheng Xue and the prime minister are also old friends, if he gives this book to the prime minister, he can indeed talk to the prime minister."

"If Mr. has a good way to write a book, it is better to say that Yu Zhengxue listens to it."

After listening to what Fusu said, Zheng Guo knew that he had guessed correctly, and the main crux of this matter was still on Ran Fang!

He stood up straight, saluted Ran Fang in a proper manner, and said very respectfully, "Please give me advice." ”

What Ran Fang couldn't see the most was that someone was so polite to him, and he was over half a hundred years old, he felt that he couldn't afford this gift.

What's more, as Fusu said just now, this Zheng Xue also has some connections, even if he can't get out, he can make friends.

When even waved at it.

"Okay, okay, you don't have to."

"Since you and Su Gongzi are good friends, you are not an outsider."

"This matter is very simple, since it is a book of farming, it is natural to start with agricultural technology, and it is best to go deep into farming to know how to farm, otherwise what is written is just on paper."

"The planting technology and production technology of various crops require experience and a large amount of accurate data.

After Ran Fang finished speaking, Zheng Guo stood there and thought for a while, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Although I know some farming things, but the most familiar thing is the matter of repairing canals, let me tell the people how to farm the land, I'm afraid there are some things that can't be done." ”

After saying that, he was still a little embarrassed, standing there as if he had done something wrong, just looking straight at Ran Fang, waiting for his answer.

Ran Fang sneered, and said in a somewhat relaxed tone: "When writing a book, you have to summarize the experience of many people, which one person can complete it?" ”

"The crops in Daqin include grass, wheat, millet, rice, thorn and mushroom, and the cultivation and production of each one is different, can you still do all these things by yourself?"

"This book of agriculture should not only write about the current planting technology, but also have innovative agricultural technology."

"For example, we can write about the methods of cultivating new varieties of rice and barley, and we should also study the effects of soil, climate, and cultivation methods on the changes of crop varieties."

"And how to change the characteristics of plants and animals, etc., these are all ways to increase crop yields."

"With these techniques, it can be regarded as writing a real farming book, and remembering the phrase 'the soil veins vary from generation to generation, and the species are divided by the water and soil', which is the essence."

After Ran Fang finished speaking, Zheng Guo, who was standing there, was stunned, he looked at Ran Fang blankly, and countless turbulent waves had already been set off in his heart!

He never expected that Ran Fang, who was in prison, would be able to say such words!

No wonder His Majesty let himself ask him, there are some things he has heard of for the first time!

In particular, the sentence "The soil veins vary from time to time, and the species is divided with the water and soil"!

It sums up the book he wants to write in one sentence.

If you want to write the book requested by Your Majesty, it seems that you must listen to Ran Fang.

Thinking of this, his attitude was even more respectful, this time it was not because of the attitude of His Majesty and Fusu, but because of his admiration for Ran Fang from the bottom of his heart.

"What Mr. said is very true, but I have never heard of these methods, I don't know what Childe thinks?"

Seeing the hesitation in Ran Fang's eyes, he thought of what Fusu said just now, and then said: "If I can get Mr. teaching, I will definitely go and say some good things to the prime minister and release Mr. from this Xianyang prison." ”

This was said so loudly that Fusu couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and had some doubts in his heart, could it be that his father was relieved?

Ran Fang was overjoyed after hearing this, and it seemed that he was hopeful of going out.

"If so, then I will tell you this."