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Chapter 250 Support from the Mingtian Group

In the Wenyuan Pavilion, Li Dongyang, Yang Tinghe, Liang Chu and Fei Hong gathered together. None of them had expected that Emperor Zhengde would do this to them.

The situation now became complicated. Lu Fang outside the door was still waiting for Fei Hong to take out the fish scale books of the four provinces for His Majesty to choose.

After all, Your Majesty has already made concessions and handed over the second largest imperial farm to the Honglu Temple for management.

If you dare to say that the Honglu Temple is in cahoots with His Majesty
Then the Minister of the Ministry of Rites has something to say. What is it?

Could it be that you gentlemen are not of the same mind as Your Majesty?

Then what does Your Majesty want with a minister who has two minds for what? It is better to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Liang Chu looked at Li Dongyang and Fei Hong, and said helplessly: "Mr. Yeting was against nominating Ou Jingyu as a third-class Jinshi. He was really foresighted!"

Liu Zhong's courtesy name was Sizhi and his pseudonym was Yeting. During last year's palace examination, only Liang Chu and Liu Zhong felt that Ou Zanghua should not be among the top three.

Yang Tinghe said, "It is easy to judge stocks after the fact, but it is difficult to judge stocks before the fact."

Fei Hong smiled and added: "Human affairs are impermanent like dreams, and worldly affairs are unpredictable like floating clouds. Shuhou, just wait and see."

Liang Chu glanced at Fei Hong and stopped talking. You, the Minister of Revenue, are not in a hurry about this matter, so why should I, the Minister of Personnel, be in a hurry?
On the other hand, after Ou Zanghua incorporated the music of Korea, he worked in the Honglu Temple for another day.

In the evening, he asked Mu Gaoweng to drive the carriage to Fei Hong's mansion.

Lord Fei had just returned home from get off work. After hearing the report from the housekeeper, he asked the wet nurse to take the little girl away.

But the little girl didn't want to leave and held on to her father's legs and refused to let go.

Lord Fei's heart is always soft, this is the good thing about having a daughter!

He immediately held Fei Shuen in his arms and said cheerfully, "Then let's go to receive the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites together with my young lady!"

Upon seeing this, the butler responded with a smile, then turned around and led Ou Zanghua in.

As the dusk gradually approached, the world-famous young man walked slowly towards them: "Your humble servant Ou Zanghua greets Lord Fei."

Before Fei Hong could say anything, the little girl in his arms twisted her chubby body and slid down, stretching out her arms and saying, "Hug me~"

Ou Zanghua was afraid that the little girl would fall, so he quickly took two steps forward and picked up Fei Shuen.

Fei Hong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, saying, "Girl, it's a good thing that you, the top scholar, are already married, otherwise, who knows what the noble ladies in the capital would do. Come and sit down!"

"I am ashamed." Ou Zanghua sat down with a smile, but did not let go of Miss Fei.

It’s enough to chat about this kind of gossip occasionally to bring you closer to each other, and then you can get to the main topic.

After Fei Hong and the other maids served tea, he said leisurely: "Jingyu came here today for the matter of the imperial manor!"

"That's right. I think we should talk to Lord Fei."

Ou Zanghua nodded and asked slowly, "Do you remember Yuan Xiangmin's "Memorial on Dealing with Refugees"?"

Fei Hong couldn't help but touch his beard. The Yuan Xiangmin that Ou Zanghua mentioned was a capable minister under Emperor Xianzong. Due to the Battle of Tumu, a large number of refugees poured into the Jingxiang area. Coupled with historical problems, the number of refugees is estimated to be nearly one million.

These refugees were highly rebellious, cohesive, and destructive, and were prone to confrontation and mob behavior. The imperial court sent troops to expel and kill them many times, and finally the conflict intensified, leading to an uprising by the refugees.

In the 12th year of Chenghua, Emperor Xianzong ordered Yuan Jie to go to the Jingxiang area to pacify the refugees.

Yuan Jie traveled through the valleys and decided to unify the Daba Mountains, Qinling Mountains, Han River, Nanyang Plain and Jianghan Plain to establish a new administrative region.

He promoted a people-oriented governance philosophy, treated refugees well and resettled them, resulting in more than 113,000 households and a population of over 438,000.

Thanks to his efforts, not only did he quell the refugee riots, but he also won praise from the people in the neighboring border areas of Hubei, Shaanxi and Chongqing, and a rare peaceful and harmonious social environment emerged.

This can also be regarded as the Ming Dynasty version of the Special Administrative Region!
But Fei Hong didn't understand what Ou Zanghua meant. He frowned slightly and asked, "Jingyu is going to follow Yuan Xiangmin?" Ou Zanghua looked at Fei Hong, his tone calm but full of determination: "I don't want to follow Xiao's rules, but plan to go a step further. Since your majesty has given me this opportunity, I want to make some changes. If successful, I can choose another location for promotion. If it fails, the loss can be controlled in one imperial farm and will not affect the situation in the world."

Fei Hong looked at the energetic young man and couldn't help but laugh and said, "Haha. Youth must be used early, how can we stay young forever?"

"That's right!" Ou Zanghua hugged Fei Shuen and nodded with a smile.

Fei Hong lowered his eyes and began to think, and Ou Zanghua did not interrupt him.

He looked down at the little girl in his arms and found that the child had fallen asleep in his arms, her little mouth slightly open, and transparent saliva slid down from the corners of her mouth and fell on Ou Zanghua's scarlet robe.

Ou Zanghua couldn't help but laugh and patted the little girl's back gently.

After a moment, Fei Hong looked up at Ou Zanghua and said calmly, "In that case, let's give it a try!"

"Thank you, Lord Fei!" Ou Zanghua looked delighted, but he couldn't salute as he was holding Fei Shuen, so he could only nod.

"Haha, Ah Fu, take the young lady down to the wet nurse!" Seeing this, Fei Hong smiled and shook his head.

The housekeeper Ah Fu came forward and carefully took the little girl from the arms of the scholar.

Ou Zanghua bowed and said goodbye, and rushed to Li Dongyang's house without even eating a bite of food. He not only had dinner with Uncle Dong, but also played three games of chess with Uncle Dong.

But Ou Zanghua’s chess skills are average, which makes Uncle Dong very happy.

He hasn't abused a weak opponent like this in a long time!

Especially since this rookie is the youngest third-rank official in the history of the Ming Dynasty.

After making Uncle Dong happy, Ou Zanghua used the same rhetoric again, trying to convince Uncle Dong to support him.

However, Li Dongyang just waved his hand and said leisurely: "The affairs of the court should be handed over to the younger generation. I am old and it is better for me to rest and recuperate."

Ou Zanghua climbed up the pole decisively and said modestly: "I am a humble student and still need the support of the teacher to move forward."

Li Dongyang looked at Ou Zanghua speechlessly. Even though Uncle Dong was about to retire, he had disciples all over the world. With this golden signboard, it would be much more convenient to do anything.

Just like last year in Jiangxi, Nanchang prefect Li Chengxun was willing to help Ou Zanghua for Li Dongyang's sake.

Therefore, Uncle Dong gave him a couple of words for the fact that he had abused Ou Zanghua three times today: Born without possession, do without reliance, achieve without dwelling on success.

Ou Zanghua took Uncle Dong's comment with a smile, and when he found out it was not a poem, he smiled even more sincerely, then left quickly.

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He didn't dare to have too much contact with Uncle Dong. Sometimes people still need to be a little metaphysical.

Uncle Dong had a strange habit of "whatever he raised would die". When his kitten died, he was very sad. He buried the cat next to bamboo and wrote a poem to mourn it.

Not long after, he wrote another poem in memory of bamboo.
That would have been fine, but Uncle Dong firmly believed that loofah could help in having a son, so he gave the loofahs he grew himself to all his relatives and friends, and even wrote a poem for his son.

Then he became extinct.
With this ability, Ou Zanghua felt that it would be enough for him and Uncle Dong to maintain a teacher-student relationship, and not go any further.

After Ou Zanghua left, Li Dongyang stood in the study, looking at the "Tao Te Ching" in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh.

Stepson Li Zhaofan was standing nearby. Seeing his father was uneasy, he asked, "Father, is there something wrong?"

"That's not true."

Li Dongyang shook his head, then smiled and said leisurely: "The young man is strong-willed and unrestrained, like a tiger with wings flying in the daytime. I want to see what this young man can bring to the Ming Dynasty."

Li Zhaofan didn't quite understand, so he asked, "Didn't Brother Jingyu say that it would only be held in the Imperial Farm?"

"If he was only in the imperial farm, why would he come to find me?" Li Dongyang put down the "Tao Te Ching" with a somewhat dejected look on his face.

As the Prime Minister, how could he not know about the problems of the Ming Dynasty?
It's a pity that since Liu Jian and Xie Qian left their posts, he could no longer return to his most comfortable state.
(End of this chapter)