Chapter 600 of the main text of the prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty: King Jinyuan's heart hurts.

Fang Jifan's heart also hurts, as if he has been acupuncture.

But I have to finish the cannon I made with tears in my mind. This is a credit issue. We, Jiefan, are in a straight manner and are sitting upright, and promise a thousand gold. Yes, I have made some promises.

In short, Xishan cannot bear so many people now, and 5,000 households are almost the limit.

Unless the land outside the barrier is cultivated, the sweet potatoes and potatoes that are being planted in trial form, and the corn that is ready to be released will be successfully planted on a large scale, then the population can be migrated. Otherwise, any problem may cause tens of thousands of people to fall into a desperate situation.

The five thousand village households selected will be kept for the time being, and the rest will be dismissed.

But when they were dismissed, each person gave three hundred big money and gave a lot of specialties from Xishan, including dry food and jerky meat.

And we promised to recruit people next year, and come back then, and you will be in the forefront.

After all, I finally wiped my butt clean.

Fang Jifan looked at the books and said that this time, he lost tens of thousands of taels of silver, countless grains and jerky.

The five thousand village households left behind were still like their ancestors, and they first built a shed to settle down.

Then the scholars from Xishan Academy were asked to be the backbone and organized them into groups to lead them to produce.

Although Shen Ao is already a marquis, there is a girl, a crown princess, and his father is a Hanlin Grand Secretary. His status can vaguely compete with the newly-rise Fang family.

But when he arrived at the West Mountain, he was his grandson. As long as he called Fang Jifan, he would be nothing like a marquis.

Behaved, Shen Ao lived in the shed, and there were fifteen households in the group where he lived. What Shen Ao wanted to do was to count their household registration status, know what their name was, who were in the family, whether they had patients, whether they had wives, and whether they had children!

Shen Ao lived with Zhang Sanba and others, and he was familiar with the road. He was no longer shy, but could easily tell these vulgar people all kinds of dirty jokes about someone shaking ashes.

There is another person in the group named Liu Wuliu. It is said that this person was specially recruited. Unexpectedly, the person who came here to settle also has a background.

But why did Liu Wuliu refuse to say that?

In just a few days, Shen Ao found out how many laborers there were and how many people could only engage in simple tasks. He had a clear idea, but he was not in a hurry!

Here, you will definitely be full. Anyway, there is enough sweet potatoes and potatoes. This shed can be kept in a place, and it will never be sleeping on the streets! But you must not eat free food. Do you want to go to mining or to work with thousands of households in the military farm? Oh, by the way, the Fei team is also recruiting people, and textile workshops and glass workshops need apprentices now...

Shen Ao knew them, knew each of them well, and knew their general personal abilities. For example, one of them was actually a blacksmith, which surprised Shen Ao because people with craftsmanship would not have a bad life outside. Why are you here to join in the fun?

However, the craftsman said happily: "The western mountain is good. I can eat enough outside, but I can work with my benefactors and feel at ease and real."

What a simple answer.

Shen Aogu has all been noted.

And all these information were summarized.

There are a group of strong and strong people who have no concern at home and are sent directly to the outside of the pass. Now they are very concerned about hiring people.

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March 1st.

The weather has become warmer, at least Fang Jifan doesn't have to wear a bloated sweater.

This day is the day when the palace examination results are released.

The court has chosen an auspicious day and the results are released outside the Gongyuan Court.

Fang Jifan was very excited when he heard the results were released!

What this involves is the future of our disciples. Our followers love disciples like grandsons, which is not a boast!

So early in the morning, he washed up early, while Liu Jie and others were waiting outside early.

As soon as he saw Fang Jifan coming out of the mansion, Liu Jie and others hurriedly paid tribute to Fang Jifan. Fang Jifan waved his hand and said, "Let's go to the tribute court."

Fang Jifan liked the lively and boiling feeling outside the Gongyuan. It was a very pleasant thing to watch his disciples and grandchildren appear on the list.

He also likes to see other scholars who beat their chests and feet after they fail, like to hear people's sadness, and countless sour eyes.

Fang Jifan personally rode a tall horse, followed by fifteen tribute students behind him.

But when he arrived outside the Gongyuan, Fang Jifan's face was pulled down.

What does it mean?

Why is it so deserted?

But I saw that outside the tribute courtyard was deserted and it was very depressed.

If Fang Jifan and others had not come to increase their popularity, otherwise Fang Jifan would have even suspected that bonfires could be set up here for barbecue.

Fang Jifan looked around and saw some people watching the list, but few people read, and even fewer people wearing square scarves were pitiful. It seemed that everyone suddenly became disconnected from the low-level interests and no longer cared about fame, fortune and other things.

Fang Jifan sighed, could he... really hurt people's heart?

I blame myself for fishing through the river, but I didn’t realize the principle of sustainable development.

So, outside the deserted tribute court, standing under the cold list, a little cold, and a little cold in his heart. Fang Jifan left it to his disciples behind him, with a desolate back, he raised his eyes and suddenly lost the meaning of life.

In an instant, Fang Jifan finally found a reason for the demise of the Ming Dynasty. Scholars, that is, these elites, do not have the indomitable spirit, are not as thick-skinned as others, and like to compete blindly. If they lose, they like to hide and pretend to be dead, pretending to be unable to see anything, and they don’t even have the courage to face failure.

If these scholars do not make good transformation, the Ming Dynasty will be over sooner or later.

Fang Jifan was in a complicated mood.

But at this moment, a young man stood beside Fang Jifan again.

It is still the proud Xu Aoling back then.

Fang Jifan was a little moved for no reason, and his eyes were a little red. It was not easy. In his eyes, Xu Aoling became a giant panda and was always precious.

"Are you here?"

"Yes!" Xu Aoling held his head up and looked at the blank list of articles: "I'm here."

"..." It's been so many days since then, I've become full of confidence again.

Wait... No hurry... Fang Jifan didn't say anything, he decided not to stimulate Xu Aoling first, and don't even scare this guy away.

"Did you come to the wrong day today? It's very cold and doesn't look like you want to put the emperor's list at all?" Xu Aoling said.

Fang Jifan said: "Yes..."

Fang Jifan nodded, saying nothing.

Xu Aoling's eyes lit up: "The list is here..."

Fang Jifan pretended to be excited: "Yes, I'm here, I'm here, I'm here, I'm here, I'm here, I'm open with my eyes."

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I went to get an injection this afternoon and recovered, but for some reason, there were many people in the hospital today, and it was delayed. Sorry.
Chapter completed!