When Yang Fan hurriedly arrived at Fangshan City, where the site had just been selected and the foundation was being laid, it was already night.
"How could it come so fast!"
After receiving the notice, Li Zhengxuan, the Minister of Rites, and Honglu Temple Minister hurriedly changed into their official uniforms and quickly headed outside.
As soon as I arrived outside, I saw Zhang Wenlong and other great scholars arriving.
A group of people looked at each other and couldn't help but murmur to themselves as they headed outside. They all felt that a storm was about to come. I'm afraid Factory Supervisor Yang was coming with bad intentions!
Not long after, they arrived outside the camp.
I saw a young man wearing a python robe and a black cloak sitting on a chair, surrounded by Xichang factory guards carrying long knives and heavy crossbows, with a sinister and sinister aura ready to attack.
Although they were all at the lowest level of Confucianism and had always looked down upon these eunuchs, they did not dare to ignore Yang Fan sitting in the middle!
This newly promoted West Factory Supervisor!
After all, it is rumored by the outside world that he can compete with Dongchang factory director Jia Shi'an for supremacy by extracting the divine treasure, which is no less than a powerful person in the realm of gods!
They don't want to suffer in front of such a strong man!
"I've met Factory Governor Yang!"
Everyone salutes.
Even though the director of the West Factory was only a third-rank official, he was a typical example of low status and power, not to mention that Yang Fan had the power to supervise all affairs here.
That's where the real power lies.
Even Li Zhengxuan, the Minister of Rites, and Wang Dongchen, the Minister of Honglu Temple, had respectful expressions on their faces.
Yang Fan drank tea leisurely, glanced at the people kneeling on the ground expressionlessly, and did not ask them to get up, but said lightly: "Our family is in a very bad mood."
This sentence, as the beginning, made everyone present feel a sinking feeling.
"So, our family wants to kill people."
This is the second sentence.
The dark and profound murderous intent in the words made not only Li Zhengxuan and Wang Dongchen, but also a group of great scholars including Zhang Wenlong feel like a light on their backs!
It's like there's something hanging above your head
A knife may be cut off at any time.
It's chilling.
At this time, Yang Fan continued:
“On our journey along the way, we have seen people dying of hunger and disasters all over the place, but there are still people who are recruiting migrant workers on a large scale and diverting relief grains from granaries in various places!”
"Our family doesn't know what is more important than relieving the victims!"
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Wenlong's eyes lit up, and he glanced at Li Zhengxuan and Wang Dongchen with a look of pleasure.
When Li Zhengxuan and Wang Dongchen heard this, their faces suddenly turned pale.
How could I not know that Yang Fan was pointing his finger at the two of them!
"Which adult here is willing to give us a good explanation?"
Yang Fan's eyes slowly settled on the faces of Li Zhengxuan and Wang Dongchen.
Li Zhengxuan suppressed the fear in his heart and finally said: "Director Yang, this matter is the result of a joint discussion by the Ministry of Rites. The entry of foreigners into the country is a time to demonstrate the majesty and etiquette of our Ming Dynasty..."
"Dignity and etiquette?"
Yang Fan raised the corners of his mouth.
"good."
Li Zhengxuan said sternly, "Rites are the foundation of the family and the country! Our Ming Dynasty is a country of etiquette, so we should have the bearing of a superior state. We should build cities to calm their hearts and store food to satisfy their bellies. Only then can we practice enlightenment..."
"What a big joke!"
Yang Fan interrupted him unceremoniously and said in a cold voice, "Is this your gift for neglecting your own people, allocating large amounts of food for relief, and allowing them to die of cold and hunger? You also build cities and stockpile food for foreigners.
How do you build a city and provide food for the people of the Ming Dynasty? We see that you are putting the cart before the horse and learning all your knowledge from dogs!"
After saying these words, Li Zhengxuan's face turned blue and white.
However, he believed that he was not wrong!
After a moment of pause, he spoke again: "Your Majesty has the heart to swallow up all the worlds. We should share your worries, appease the foreigners, and use the hearts of the foreigners for our own use. Only then can we form a custom to conquer the people of all worlds in the future."
Set an example!"
"Factory Supervisor Yang has never been exposed to this kind of practice, so it is normal for him to be confused. Compared with the disaster in Youzhou, foreigners are the most important thing at the moment."
Li Zhengxuan's expression gradually returned to calm, "My thoughts are all about the Ming Dynasty, and I have no selfish motives in maintaining the etiquette of my country! If Factory Governor Yang thinks that I am at fault, then I am willing to return to the capital with the Factory Governor and wait.
Your Majesty is disappointed."
"Are foreigners most important?"
Yang Fan looked at him expressionlessly, "Then according to your opinion, if foreigners come, how should we deal with it?"
Li Zhengxuan said: "Divide the land into a city, provide its residence, money and food, and divide and rule it with the local people."
"What if they do evil?"
Yang Fan asked again.
"When foreigners come to the Ming Dynasty, their behavior will inevitably be biased. They should focus on education and punishment as a supplement."
Li Zhengxuan obviously had a set of methods of doing things, saying, "For young foreigners, arrange for them to go to school and learn our Ming Dynasty classics. In addition, we urge students from various colleges, including women's colleges, to communicate more with them and accompany them to study, so that these foreigners can experience our country.
The enthusiasm of the Ming Dynasty will not make it feel neglected, and gradually make it sincerely join the Ming Dynasty!"
Hearing this, Yang Fan laughed.
The coldness in the smile made everyone present shiver.
Even people who are not familiar with him know that the director of the West Factory was angry.
"It's a good way to divide and conquer, a good way to accompany reading, to feel the enthusiasm and not to be left out in the cold."
The tea cup in Yang Fan's hand was crushed into powder by him, and it dripped from the seam of his hand.
He finally got up.
He stepped in front of Li Zhengxuan.
"I ignored the people of Ming Dynasty who were in dire straits, blindly treated foreigners like slaves, and spoke of this matter in such a high-sounding way.
Emperor! The thought makes you laugh!"
"You rotten scholars who learn knowledge from a dog's belly are simply a disgrace to our Ming Dynasty!"
"Come here, lock our house!"
"yes!"
Yang Fan gave the order and Zheng Weinian immediately stepped forward.
"I am the Minister of Rites and a third-rank official in the imperial court. Who dares to attack me?"
When Li Zhengxuan saw this, he stood up suddenly and glared at Zheng Weinian. His fierce aura made Zheng Weinian, the newly accomplished Blood Martial Saint, feel his breath suffocated and he was forced to retreat continuously!
"The third rank of the imperial court?"
Yang Fan sneered, "How dare you take it in front of our family!"
Whoosh!
He suddenly raised his hand, and the invisible aura suppressed him hard. Li Zhengxuan was instantly knocked back to his original shape and fell to the ground exhausted.
"Go and lock him up! They say great Confucians cultivate classics. Let us dig open his belly and see how much etiquette, law, and righteousness is inside!"
"yes!"
Zheng Weinian laughed ferociously, led people forward, picked up Li Zhengxuan with a secret iron chain, and sealed his power!
clang!
The long knife was unsheathed and stabbed into Li Zhengxuan's stomach. Then he put it down and blood and flesh spurted out.
"you!"
Li Zhengxuan struggled to speak, but someone put a sleeper into his mouth!
Zheng Weinian looked at the flesh and blood and internal organs scattered on the ground and said: "Reporting to your lord, I have not found any classics on etiquette, law and justice."
"oh."
Yang Fan said slowly, "It seems that our family has not misunderstood him at all. No wonder such an empty-minded person would make such a ridiculous decision and deserve such an end!"
As he spoke, his eyes turned to Wang Dongchen, the minister of Honglu Temple.
Wang Dongchen's heart trembled, his scalp almost exploded, and he screamed crazily in his heart.