Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 41: Saint Meng! Which Saint Meng?
Three hours later.

Yun Menglan lay in Fang Heng's arms, her face flushed and her expression lazy, not wanting to move even a finger.

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince gave Shang Hongye a gift today."

"Book of war?"

"Your Highness is as good as a god in predicting things. This is a military book."

"I heard it's a military book called Thirty-Six Strategies."

After hearing Yun Menglan's words, Fang Heng understood.

It turns out that the man from the City of Life and Death was from the East Palace.

"It was a guest official from the Eastern Palace named Liu Qi who presented the military book to the Crown Prince."

"I heard that Liu Qi spent two rare items to buy the military book."

"The prince was quite generous and gave Liu Qi two rare items as a reward."

Yun Menglan half-closed her eyes and told Fang Heng some interesting stories that happened today.

"Two rare items?"

"real or fake?"

Fang Heng exclaimed and blurted out.

He clearly only accepted one rare item from Liu Qi.

"It's true."

"The prince has also spent a lot of money to please Shang Hongye."

Fang Heng didn't listen carefully to what Yun Menglan said next.

There was only one thought in his mind.

Liu Qi, the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually deceived his superiors and asked for an extra rare item.

Fang Heng complained in his heart, but when he thought about it carefully.

Liu Qi's actions are actually very much in line with Fang Heng's interests.

Helped him raise the price.

Next time you sell the military strategy yourself, you can sell it for the price of two rare items.

Don’t ask, the only thing you know is that Donggong also spent two rare items.

This is the market price.

Six Strategies and Three Strategies, The Art of War, Taibai Yinjing, Jixiao New Book...

You should also take the time to write down all the military books in your mind.

The next day.

Xu Xingzhi brought Yunzhongzui and went to the door to give gifts.

When Fang Heng learned that Xu Xingzhi came to give a gift, his first reaction was.

really!
Would someone like Xu Xingzhi also give gifts?

It wasn't until... he saw Xu Xingzhi carrying Yunzhongzui that Fang Heng was convinced that he really came to give a gift.

"Your humble servant greets His Highness."

"Hahaha, Master Xu, you are too polite."

Fang Heng felt comfortable with Xu Xingzhi's gift.

It feels like eating a ginseng fruit, and the refreshing feeling goes straight to the top of my head.

Giving gifts to different people has completely different effects.

Fang Heng was not surprised at all by Tian Sheng, a power-hungry person, giving gifts. Instead, he was used to it.

Xu Xingzhi was different. In Yujing City, he was well-known for his integrity and clean conduct.

A person like Hai Rui gave gifts to himself.

This taste...

Sour and refreshing!

"I was blind and ignorant of the truth, misunderstanding your highness's good intentions. I truly deserve death."

"Today I have prepared a glass of wine to apologize to the prince."

"Your subordinate, I will drink three cups as punishment!"

Xu Xingzhi raised his glass, poured three glasses of wine in a row, and drank them all in one gulp.

"Master Xu, ignorance is not a crime."

"Your integrity makes this king admire you."

"If all the civil and military officials in the court had the same integrity as you, Lord Xu, why would our Daqian not prosper?"

"Why should the common people of the world worry about not having a happy life?"

I was so surprised to hear that the Ninth Prince actually praised my own integrity so highly.

A warm feeling flowed through Xu Xingzhi's heart. He felt that after being ridiculed by his colleagues for so many years, he finally met a confidant.

The tip of my nose feels slightly sour.

"On behalf of the people of the world, I offer a toast to His Highness."

"Your Highness has arrived, and the people of the world will have a clear sky."

Xu Xingzhi's flattery made Fang Heng feel comfortable.

If anyone said Xu Xingzhi couldn't flatter or fawn, he would definitely slap them in the face.

"The Holy Emperor Rice has just been planted, and the yield is limited."

"Only when distribution is done properly can good days for the people be realized."

"From now on, the burden of the Seed Selection Department will all fall on you, Master Xu."

Fang Heng's remarks filled Xu Xingzhi's face with horror.

"Me? What about Master Tian?"

Fang Heng looked at Xu Xingzhi deeply and said with a smile.

"Master Xu, please don't underestimate yourself."

"The position of Doctor of the Seed Selection Department is none other than you."

"I have recommended you to the Emperor."

"As for Tian Sheng, he will go to the Sinongyuan with me."

When Xu Xingzhi heard Fang Heng's arrangements for him and Tian Sheng, he felt both excited and moved.

Nowadays, everyone in Yujing City knows that the Seed Selection Office is about to transform from a government office with little money into a government office with rich income.

Xu Xingzhi had never dreamed of becoming such a popular yamen official.

I thought Tian Sheng was serving the Ninth Prince wholeheartedly and worked tirelessly.

How could this position of Langzhong in the Seed Selection Department fall on Tian Sheng?

I didn't expect that His Highness would think so highly of me and recommend me to His Majesty.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your recommendation."

"Master Xu, if you want to thank me, then treat everyone equally and ensure that everyone in the world has food to eat."

"Your Highness, I will follow your instructions."

Xu Xingzhi had a solemn and serious expression.

The Seed Selection Department is responsible for the distribution of Holy Emperor Rice, and the chief officer must be someone as upright as Xu Xingzhi.

If a bureaucrat like Tian Sheng were allowed to lead the distribution, the Seed Selection Department would definitely be in a mess.

However, Tian Sheng is not without advantages.

His greatest strength is that he never questions his orders.

No matter how outrageous the order was, he would carry it out.

This is something Xu Xingzhi could never do.

As the saying goes, the water of the Yangtze River is clear and the water of the Yellow River is turbid. The Yangtze River is flowing and the Yellow River is also flowing.

Xu Xingzhi is like the clear Yangtze River, while Tian Sheng is the turbid Yellow River.

Each of them has their own uses, and only when placed in the right position can their talents be brought into play.

After three rounds of drinks.

Xu Xingzhi couldn't help but ask Fang Heng.

"Your Highness, there is something I don't understand."

"How could such an astonishing rice like Holy Emperor Rice be cultivated when it's clearly a type of rice that can't produce ears of rice?"

Under the influence of alcohol, Xu Xingzhi finally asked the biggest question in his mind.

He has inherited the farming tradition for decades.

We have also been immersed in seed selection and cultivation for decades.

In his opinion, Fang Heng's behavior was simply against common sense.

Yet, they cultivated the Holy Emperor Rice.

This made Xu Xingzhi doubt for a moment whether he had a pig brain.

"This matter is both difficult and easy."

"This king also cultivated the Holy Emperor Rice after receiving the inheritance from a saint named Meng."

A saint named Meng?!
Xu Xingzhi's ears pricked up.

"Sage Meng said that all things are composed of yin and yang."

"During reproduction, yin and yang separated, and then the two energies of yin and yang freely combined to nourish all things..."

Fang Heng told Xu Xingzhi about Mendel's two major laws.

Using yin and yang to replace dominant genes and recessive genes, this Taoist-style argument was quickly accepted by Xu Xingzhi.

After listening to it, Xu Xingzhi suddenly understood.

It was like a sudden enlightenment, and the world suddenly became clear.

He just felt that the farming tradition he had practiced for the past few decades was a bunch of shit.

A true word is passed on, and a thousand volumes of books are falsely passed on.

Today, with the guidance of His Majesty the Ninth Prince, he finally got the true teachings.

"Saint Meng is truly a great sage of our farming family!"

"Your Highness's kindness in guiding me today is something I will never forget, and I have no way of repaying you."

Xu Xingzhi stood up and bowed deeply to Fang Heng.

It’s a pity that Your Highness is not a descendant of the Ten Great Dao Courts.

Otherwise, it would be a blessing for all people in the world!
(End of this chapter)