Chapter 2507

Two ships are floating on the sea, one big and one small. The big one is a medium-sized treasure ship, and the other is a grain ship.

Fang Xing stood in the bow and looked at the land on the right.

"Uncle, where are we going?"

Wuchuan's problem has been suppressed for more than half a month. After parting with the fleet, Fang woke up and took two ships all the way north.

Fang Xing said casually, "since I'm patrolling the border, I'd like to have a look everywhere. The central court is now very stable, and there are many more grain taxes this year. Those gentry are jealous that their things have been put into the Treasury. If I go back, I'm afraid there will be some disputes, so I'll come here to relax."

Wuchuan habitually stared, but then thought that Fang Xing was not the object that could make him angry, so he had to hold it.

He turns back and nods to Chen mo.

The fleet is separated off the coast of Jinling, and Chen Mo is said to have been waiting there for more than a month, looking forward to it every day.

Chen Mo shakes his head. Fang Xing has a bad temper recently. He doesn't want to touch the bad luck.

But the rules of affairs are always difficult to find, such as now.

"You said your majesty took more than 30 people and sent them to prison. Did you put them in the back?"

Fang woke up, walked down and sat on the steps.

As Fang Xing's man, Chen Mo was sent by Zhu Zhanji to send a letter. Naturally, it is no small matter.

So he thought about those things several times in his heart, and said when he heard the speech: "let go. At that time, your Majesty was ready to add thousands of officials, and the wind came out. The government and the public were shocked. Your majesty should immediately order the army to be on alert, but then the students of the Imperial College broke through the obstacles and knocked at the palace gate, and the capital was shocked..."

Fang woke up coldly and said, "didn't anyone go to the Imperial College to intercept in advance?"

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "no, there were shouts outside the palace gate all day. Emperor Taizu Gao was frequently mentioned. He also said that there were many officials in the world who did nothing and wasted money and food from the Treasury. This was the old way of building houses and beds in the former Song Dynasty. Those people didn't know what to do, so they followed suit and almost caused a scene..."

"Conspiracy?"

Fang Xing said, "the students of the Imperial College are actually opposed to increasing the number of officials. If emperor Taizu Gao has a spirit in heaven, he is afraid to find out. Future officials don't want to increase the number of officials. It can be seen that they still have to take care of their family first."

Chen Mo felt that the students were going to be unlucky. "Your Majesty knew, so he didn't call the army at that time, but he didn't mention the addition of local officials."

Fang woke up in silence for a moment and suddenly said with a smile, "what is building houses and folding beds? There were more officials in the former Song Dynasty, and there was the idea of checks and balances. Where did the Ming Dynasty get more officials? Checks and balances are bullshit, so everything is just for himself and his children and grandchildren."

Wuchuan asked, "uncle, why is this?"

Chen Mo explained, "Your Majesty has been brewing this for a long time. The purpose is to go to the countryside for the imperial power. But once the imperial power goes to the countryside, the final benefits of the gentry are gone. The benefits of the gentry are merger and local control."

Wuchuan is a military household. Naturally, he doesn't know these, so he still doesn't understand: "will the government promise them to control the place?"

"The whip is too long to reach, the manpower is not enough, and they are all together, protecting each other and eroding the place. After the increase of officials, the gentry have no excuse to intervene in local affairs. Do you think they will lose the benefits of annexing land and how to live without the right to fish and meat?"

Wuchuan's eyebrows were more angry and said, "it's time to kill."

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "the officials are not satisfied. In the past, many things can be pushed to the local government. If the officials go down to the local government, the accident is the responsibility of the local officials. They can't run, let alone shirk. Neither the gentry nor the officials agree with this situation."

"Of course the officials disagree."

Zhu Zhanji forbids Fang Xing to return to Beijing at the moment, which is protection, but it comes more from the emperor's self-confidence, which makes Fang Xing a little angry.

"In the past, the countryside was a place where officials could have many advantages. Now the rights and responsibilities have been determined. Whoever takes the benefits can directly pursue them. This is the root of officials."

Fang woke up and thought of the prefects everywhere. The role of the Yamen must be boosted, otherwise no amount of innovation will be just a show.

He wants to return to Beijing to see how the current situation is.

But the will is to let him go ashore and walk around the north, which is similar to patrolling the side wall.

The boy has a big idea!

Fang woke up and remembered Zhu Zhanji in the past. At that time, he was green and astringent, but now he is completely an emperor.

The feeling of being out of reach makes Fang Xing particularly unhappy. In addition, he misses his family. The combination of the two makes Fang Xing's eyes on the land on the right more and more bad.

But North Korea is now secure everywhere, and there is no need for him to suppress it.

So Fang woke up depressed and had to drink.

Accompanied by Chen Mo, this guy probably couldn't stand being lonely on the ship, so he urged Fang Xing to come ashore and ask for some fresh vegetables and meat.

"Don't think about it. Go to the side wall early and go home early."

Chen Mo gradually became silent and only knew how to drink.

"This is wronged?"

Fang Xing feels that this guy is a heartless guy. He is actually melancholy. The sun is coming out in the West.

Chen Mo put down his glass and said, "xinghebo, I always feel that I have no future in the ritual department. I'm the main thing. I'm still the main thing all my life. I don't have the face to see anyone."

"Good Lord!"

Fang Xing said, "the main thing is not up or down, a lot of trouble and responsibility are less. If you rise all the way and sit in the position of waiter or minister, can you be so relaxed?"

"I think I can."

Chen Mo has no shortage of human evils. He feels that he is no worse than Yan Dajian and Hu GUI. What they can do well, I Chen Mo can do better.

Fang Xing said noncommittally, "you can't talk until you prove yourself."

"How to prove it?"

Chen Mo's eyes are bright, which makes Fang awake. He can't help dodging, and then said, "prove your overall planning ability."

"What is co-ordination?"

Chen Mo asked like a curious baby.

Fang wakes up speechless, and Chen Mo thinks he has the ability to compete.

Then Chen Mo falls into the trouble of happiness all the way.

"Lao Wu, do you think if I become a Shangshu, will it be a glory to my ancestors?"

Aim high and dream!

This is Wuchuan's answer to Chen Mo, and then received contempt.

Chen Mo, who wants to bubble with happiness in his heart, naturally doesn't know the danger of offending a evil god.

He didn't dare to talk to Fang Xing about his troubles and happiness, but he couldn't suppress it. Finally, he had to find Wuchuan and Fang Xing's servants.

The servants are not interested in listening to his nonsense. They have followed Fang Xing for many years. They have not seen any scenes. Chen Mo and other phenomena seem to them to be ill.

"You're sick. Be careful you're crazy."

The knife solemnly admonishes Chen mo.

Chen Mo feels jealous.

After Fang woke up from Beijing and was identified by those people as avoiding disaster, he suffered a cold reception in the Ministry of rites and the capital. After a long time, he became numb and hypnotized himself. He regarded these cold receptions as others' jealousy of himself.

It was not until the day soon after North Korea that Wuchuan was angered by his chatter and threw him into the sea that everyone was quiet.

Fang Xing has been studying and judging Zhu Zhanji's actions in more than a year after his departure. The more he studies, the more he feels that he sees the shadow of Emperor Wen.

When the current side began to dock, Fang Xing left those tangles and was ready to start his side patrol.