Chapter 135 The Strange Saint

   It’s April.

  The last bit of cold air finally dissipated, and the long-lost summer heat finally came, and the air seemed to be full of vitality.

   At this time, the sweet potato finally produced fruit. One sweet potato produced more than a dozen fruits, and the growth was excellent. Fang Jifan continued to cultivate it.

  However, in order to prevent pest damage, these dozen sweet potatoes have adopted various cultivation methods, including water cultivation and soil cultivation. What needs to be done now is to reproduce a large number of seedlings.

   It’s just that… half a month has passed, but it hasn’t rained in this capital.

  In the weather in the past, when the winter passed, it was often a spring with continuous drizzle, but now, the whole spring is in the midst of cold winter, and when the winter dissipates, it has directly entered the summer.

  The impact of the Little Ice Age is far more than just the endless snowfall. There has been no drop of water for several days.

   Zhang Xin is black and thin.

   Long gone the appearance of thin skin and tender flesh when I came to this Baihusuo, with rolled up sleeves, arms like black charcoal, a dark face, if there is a moon on it, I can play Bao Gong.

   Fortunately, he is an honest man. As a child of a noble family, he has never experienced any hardship since he was a child, so he didn\'t complain too much here. He will do whatever Fang Jifan asks him to do.

   This made Fang Jifan very grateful for Zhang Shibo\'s arrival. Without Zhang Shibo, he would fight a little every day and every three days, how could there be such a docile deputy Zhang?

   All in all, Deputy Zhang Baihu is very easy to use and is a very good helper.

  The other lieutenants wailed every day at first, but gradually they got used to it.

   People are all managed. Every time I go to Xishan, Fang Jifan is very satisfied when he sees the busy labor scene here.

   What is only worrying is that because of the severe drought for several days, God still refuses to rain a drop, so that the land in Xishan is cracked.

   This reminded Fang Jifan that in the twelfth year of Hongzhi, there was a severe drought in the capital.

   This severe drought will last for a full month and a half, and it will be a disaster for the capital who has just passed the winter.

  The reason why Fang Jifan ignored the drought at the beginning was not because of his poor memory.

  In fact, in his previous life, he was a guy with no education, no background, no background, and no girlfriend. The only thing he did was to study in the file room.

His memory is really surprisingly good, and because of various historical materials, it can be cross-verified. For example, when he reads the local chronicles of Beijing, the things recorded here can often be cross-verified with the records of Ming Shilu, or Qing Dynasty. Although the history of the Ming Dynasty compiled by human beings conflicts with the records of real records and local chronicles, there are many mutual confirmations in the general content.

The reason why Fang Jifan ignored it was because in the historical data, the records of droughts were too frequent, especially in the north. Almost every year, there were records of droughts in Shandong, Shanxi, Beijing, and no rain. \'Drought in Huaibei, no rain, people hungry, people eating each other\'... It\'s no wonder Fang Jifan didn\'t want to ignore the records of such droughts.

  It’s just a few words in the historical materials, and I don’t feel much when I read it. After all, it’s just a short paragraph of text.

   But in this era where food depends entirely on the sky, it is really shocking to see it in real time.

Looking at the cracked loess, in Zhuangzi everywhere, countless people are busy everywhere in order to divert water, but many rivers have dried up. Even if the water is diverted, it is limited. Sometimes it is inevitable to fight for water. It is at the foot of the emperor, and it is difficult for Shuntian Mansion to stop it.

   Fortunately, Xishan is where the farm is located, but no one dares to grab water!

  In this world, only Fang Jifan steals from others.

  In Fang Jifan\'s heart, he really hoped that sweet potatoes would grow quickly and produce more sweet potato seeds. Besides the high yield per mu, the biggest feature of sweet potatoes is drought tolerance. If they can be widely planted, I don\'t know how many people can be saved.

   It\'s just a pity, I\'m afraid it will be too much time to raise seedlings right now.

Fang Jifan thought this way, this day in the Zhuangzi of Baihusuo in Tuntian, he looked at the sweet potatoes in the pots of water tanks, and these sweet potatoes all sprouted new shoots. He had countless expectations for sweet potatoes, but he didn\'t know what to do at this time I shouldn\'t have played this matter, but it\'s a pity that according to past experience, even if I played it myself, I\'m afraid it would be just a fantasy in the eyes of people.

  He came out of the greenhouse in a slightly depressed mood, and met Wang Shouren head-on.

   It\'s this guy again, who hasn\'t left yet?

  Obviously, Wang Shouren came here specially to find him. His face was a little excited, and he said excitedly: "The student has figured it out."

   "What?" Fang Jifan looked at him strangely, he really couldn\'t understand this person.

Wang Shouren was like an idiot, his eyes lit up, and he said: "Students want to understand why Wang Shi was defeated. Most of the people who gathered in Guizhou were guest troops from all over the world. These guest troops never fought in Guizhou." Experience, so although it is safe for Mr. Wang to line up troops, but..."

   "Crazy!" Fang Jifan rolled his eyes at him!

  You are so mentally retarded, you thought you figured something out, so it’s been so long, and you’re still thinking about it?

  Fang Jifan also obeyed Wang Shouren. This great Confucianist who was revered by countless people in later generations, the saint who founded the sect, how could he be... so single-minded.

   Sure enough, seeing is believing!

   Now Fang Jifan has a lot of things to worry about, so he is not in the mood to deal with him anymore, and he is too lazy to deal with him, so he just walks away.

   "The student\'s guess is correct, isn\'t it?" Wang Shouren seems to have gotten used to Fang Jifan\'s "speaking rudely", but it seems that everyone around Fang Jifan is willing to get used to Fang Jifan\'s temperament.

In fact, this is also easy to understand. Anyone who comes into contact with Fang Jifan has low expectations of Fang Jifan. To put it bluntly, with Fang Jifan\'s reputation, not defecating in the street, it is already higher than many people\'s expectations ! Thinking that this notorious guy in the legend is not as shameless as in the rumors, and even has a good impression.

  Fang Jifan didn\'t stop in his footsteps, but said impatiently: "Are you annoyed? This is an old story."

  Wang Shouren still followed behind him. This strange young man was persistent and followed Fang Jifan: "Students really admire Mr. Fang\'s prediction. It is ridiculous that students think they are familiar with the art of war, but they are actually talking about war on paper. They are really ashamed."

   "Mr. Fang, why don\'t we find a place to sit and have a glass of water and wine?"

   "Mr. Fang... The student is asking for advice with an open mind, and I only hope that Mr. Fang will not hesitate to teach you."

Fang Jifan is very busy, he has a lot of big things to do, Wang Shouren, he admires it very much, but what he admires is the historical Wang Shouren who quelled the rebellion, had a high level of compulsion, and became a teacher of all ages, not the current one who thinks about it every day. He has to get to the bottom of everything, and even bother the guy who works.

   Just kidding, my son spends a few taels of silver every few minutes, so I don’t have time to talk nonsense with you, just think about it yourself, think about it slowly, after twenty years, won’t you become a master?

Fang Jifan\'s footsteps accelerated, Wang Shouren was born to be a martial arts person, walking like flying, like a follower, clinging to Fang Jifan, still saying: "Mr. Fang, if you are three of us, there must be my teacher; Mr. Fang is talented... The students only have one question, and if they ask, they will never pester them.”

Hey…

  Fang Jifan sighed, he was completely convinced, so he had to stop, looked back and said: "Ask, I\'m in a bad mood, hurry up, otherwise... I\'ll beat you up..."

  I wanted to say that Ling Tang, who beat you up, doesn\'t even recognize you, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems that you really can\'t beat this guy, you have to be self-aware.

  Wang Shouren took a deep look at Fang Jifan, and then said: "How did Mr. Fang make such an accurate judgment? Mr. Fang will be young next year..."

  Fang Jifan was silent for a moment, then said: "Knowledge and action are one!"

   four words...

  Wang Shouren paused.

  The unity of knowledge and action was first proposed by Wang Shouren in history when he gave lectures at Guiyang Wenming Academy in Zhengde for three years.

  But now, he is here, and he has heard Fang Jifan\'s four words of the unity of knowledge and action.

Of course, the unity of knowledge and action proposed by Wang Shouren is more on the philosophical level. The so-called knowledge is human ideology; behaviors combined.

   Ke Fang Jifan’s unity of knowledge and action here is obviously a judgment for Guizhou, that is to say, people should not just talk about it on paper, but should consider the actual situation, that is, people need to learn knowledge and test their true knowledge through practice.

  Wang Shouren was taken aback...

  Obviously...Fang Jifan\'s four words are enough to make him realize.

  He frowned deeply, and his whole body seemed to be lost in thought, but he suddenly turned a deaf ear to Fang Jifan and turned a blind eye.

  Fang Jifan didn\'t bother to talk to him anymore, he was going to check the situation of the captains digging canals to divert water, but now he changed his mind and went home first.

  He returned home in a depressed mood, and as soon as he entered the living room, he saw Xu Jing poking his head outside.

  Fang Jifan glared at him, and lamented in his heart, why his disciples are becoming more and more like him, all of them are so wretched, and he said sternly: "Get out."

   "Yes." Xu Jing came in cautiously, as if he was afraid of being noticed, he couldn\'t help but look back a few times before giving up.

   "What\'s the matter?" Fang Jifan didn\'t like such a wretched look.

  Xu Jing said in a low voice: "Teacher, there are guests here today."

  Fang Jifan said angrily: "If you have a guest, you will have a guest. It\'s none of my business."

Xu Jing hurriedly said: "I came to see the master. I heard that the master was not there, and asked about the situation of the teacher, but the teacher was not there, so I left a note. Oh, yes, I also gave a pair of jade. Bi, said that I heard that my mentor likes gadgets, so I sent two pairs for my mentor to play with, and when I don’t like them, I just throw them away.”

  (end of this chapter)