Chapter 4709 Warning
Chapter 4709 Warning
Chapter 4709 Warning
What he said showed that Fang Jun was arrogant and self-righteous, and ignored His Majesty. He set up a "yamen within a yamen" and an "office within an office" called the "Foundry Bureau" within the Ministry of War. He used the money and food from the Ministry of War to cultivate his own power.
Nothing could be more heartbreaking than this.
Li Chengqian looked gloomy, and after a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "The Minister of the Central Secretariat is exaggerating. The Foundry was originally established by the Duke of Yue from scratch. The central government has never subsidized it, and it has been self-financing to this day. In this world, the Duke of Yue is probably the only one who can do this. Even if others try to imitate him, they may not succeed. On the other hand, if someone can imitate and set up such a government office and finally produce results like firearms, what's the harm in me turning a blind eye?"
Liu Li said earnestly: "Your Majesty can't just look at the results, you have to look at the impact and the consequences. Merits are merits and faults are faults. It's just a matter of rewarding merits and punishing faults. How can you confuse merits and faults? If anyone can use his past merits to offset his mistakes in the future, how can that be possible!"
Li Chengqian shook his head: "Let's just leave it at that. Don't mention it again."
Liu Li had no choice but to agree.
He knew that even if there were some dirty tricks between His Majesty and Fang Jun, His Majesty would not close the "Foundry Bureau". However, he still had to say what he should say and do what he should do. Just as water drips through stone and a rope saws through wood, one day His Majesty's trust in Fang Jun will gradually fade.
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The huge stone carved with "On Teachers" at the foot of the mountain gate was pushed down by the rebels during Zhangsun Wuji's mutiny. Now it has been re-erected and stands as before.
Fang Jun, dressed in a green robe, and Li Jing, who was in casual clothes, passed by the huge rock and climbed up the mountain path behind the mountain gate. On both sides were lush trees and green grass, birds were singing and jumping on the treetops, and the stream was winding through the woods. When they met three or five students along the way, they kept away from the roadside and bowed to them.
Stop and walk, you will see the academy buildings hidden among the trees.
Li Jing walked with his hands behind his back, looking around with great interest: "A hundred years from now, this academy may become the backbone of the Tang Dynasty. Talents in military affairs, arithmetic, and the study of things will support the entire empire, helping the empire to sweep across the world and dominate the world, and Erlang's achievements will also be engraved on stone and recorded in history."
Fang Jun smiled and said, "As long as I am not regarded as a heretic by Confucianism and a disaster to the world, I will be satisfied. How dare I have such extravagant hopes?"
Confucianism has long been rooted in the bones of the Chinese nation, and it cannot be replaced by simply shouting a few words of "natural science". Confucianism has both essence and dregs, but the Confucian group will never give up its ruling position and will completely destroy any enemy who dares to challenge its authority.
While he was alive, he might be able to resist the attacks of Confucianism, but when he was gone, the academy might not be able to withstand the counterattack of Confucianism.
However, as long as the academic knowledge he brought back from a thousand years ago is passed on, it is enough. After all, what Confucianism is best at is not complete destruction, but "absorbing and dividing, and taking it for its own use." Once the basic knowledge of mathematics, physics and other subjects is absorbed and used by Confucianism, it can fundamentally change the style of Confucianism.
For society, the system is never the most important thing, the spiritual core is...
Beyond the towering bell tower, the dining hall is in sight. There are more and more students nearby, and the atmosphere of youth and learning is getting stronger. Li Jing said with emotion: "Being here, feeling the thriving spirit of the students, it seems that my body has become younger. When I am old, I can teach my life's learning to students here, and let the military tactics I have summarized and condensed throughout my life be passed down to the world forever. If I can also contribute to the reform of the military system, then this life is enough and I will die without regrets."
He spent the first half of his life in military service, winning every battle. However, he fell in political struggles in middle age and wasted many years in fear. A commander had to spend the prime years of his life in mansions and among the mountains and rivers. Fortunately, he was able to break free from the cage and shackles in his old age and do what he loved most. He was indeed lucky.
It was lunch time, and students were coming and going in a hurry, all wanting to eat as soon as possible and then go back to school to study. Li Jingxuan caught up with them from behind and said with a smile, "It's a coincidence that I met you two. Can you go in and try the food in the cafeteria? I have a few jars of wine in the cafeteria for you two. You can drink a few cups in your spare time to relieve your fatigue. But my family is limited and I can't afford expensive wine."
As Li Chengqian's confidant, Li Jingxuan's official career was very smooth. After two years of training as "Zhongshu Sheren", he was immediately sent to the academy to gild his resume and accumulate connections. After that, he only needed to be sent to a prefecture as the chief official. When he returned to Beijing ten years later, he would be able to reach the level of six ministers or nine temple ministers. If everything went well, he could become one of the three highest officials before he was thirty years old.
But no matter how bright his future was and how many flowers and positions he had, Li Jingxuan did not dare to be proud and arrogant in front of these two people. He treated the position of the Dean of the Academy as a "service job" and made up his mind to not care about anything but serve. As long as he could serve Fang Jun, Li Jing, Kong Yingda and other doctors of various subjects comfortably and spend the two-year "gilded period" peacefully, he would consider his mission accomplished.
As for fighting for the right to speak or even the dominant position, he never even thought about it... Haven't you seen the lesson of Chu Suiliang?
Even Chu Suiliang, a minister of Emperor Taizong's palace, was manipulated by Fang Jun and Xu Jingzong to the point of ecstasy and suffering. At that time, Emperor Taizong was still alive and would occasionally favor Chu Suiliang...
How do I compare with Chu Suiliang?
Even if His Majesty is willing to favor me, I am afraid it will not be as good as Fang Jun's favor...
Li Jing looked at Fang Jun's handsome face, then at Li Jingxuan's youthful and tender temperament, and sighed, "You two are all smart people. If I had your abilities back then, why would I have wasted so much time and wasted my youth? Let's go, I have nothing to do today, let's have a couple of drinks."
Fang Jun and Li Jingxuan accompanied him into the dining hall and said with a smile, "It's been a long time since I last drank with Lord Wei. Why don't we enjoy it today?"
Li Jing immediately shook his head like a rattle and said repeatedly: "Do you understand how to have a drink? Only a fool would enjoy himself with you!"
Fang Jun looked at Li Jingxuan again: "Duke Wei's blood is not strong, so everything should be done in moderation and not to the fullest. You are young and full of vitality, can you drink a few cups?"
Li Jingxuan's face turned pale, and he said in fear: "If I have offended the Duke of Yue in any way, please tell me frankly. I will never shirk my responsibility. If I have done something wrong, I will correct it. If I have not done anything wrong, I will try my best. But I can't drink much, so I dare not accompany you to enjoy the fun."
Who in Chang'an doesn't know that Fang Er has a strong drinking capacity? Now Fang Jun's deeds of dragging salt field officials to drink all day long in Hedong have already spread throughout Chang'an, and it has become a joke, and has also won him the praise of "God of Wine"...
Fang Jun said to Li Jing: "Although he looks heroic and smart, he still lacks bloodiness and is not masculine enough."
Li Jing sat at a table near the window first, and said nonchalantly, "Do you think everyone is a monster like you? It is not easy for the children of ordinary officials to have such ability and reach such a position at such a young age. You should show your magnanimity and kindness to the younger generation."
Li Jingxuan on the side smiled bitterly.
He is now over thirty, much older than Fang Jun. A mere "Zhongshu Sheren" is considered "young and promising" by the outside world, and Fang Jun's title of Duke is amazing. In Li Jing's mouth, he is completely a junior, who needs to be tolerated and cared for by Fang Jun...
The three of them sat down. The official in charge of the canteen had already come out from the kitchen and stood by with a smile. Fang Jun took charge directly. He did not order any dishes but asked the official to serve some of the canteen's signature dishes. He also specifically reminded them to bring the wine that Li Jingxuan had stored.
The food was ready and served quickly, with a jar of wine placed aside.
There are not many dishes, including fist-sized braised lion's head, scallion-fried sea cucumber, braised pork knuckle, and stir-fried lamb with water celery. But the portions are large and filling, and the food is delicious. It is very refreshing to have a glass of wine.
Li Jing chewed a piece of water celery and swallowed it, smiling, "No need to ask, this chef must have come from the mansion, or at least been trained by the chefs there."
Everyone knows that in addition to the nickname "God of Wine", Fang Jun also has another title, "Taotie". He is best at inventing and improving some dishes. Now, the chefs in various princely palaces and even in the imperial kitchens of the imperial palace have all been trained by the Fang family chefs.
Fang Jun smiled and toasted Li Jing: "Lord Wei is so wise, I am convinced."
The two of them clinked their glasses and drank them all. Li Jingxuan beside them also had a drink.
Li Jing looked at Li Jingxuan and said gently, "There are some things I shouldn't say, but I am old after all, and it will be easier for you to accept me if I take advantage of my age. In the academy, personal connections are the primary consideration. The students here may provide great help to your career in the future, but you can't just focus on building personal connections."
He paused, glanced at Fang Jun who was eating and drinking in silence, and said helplessly: "You must pay attention to the affairs of the academy, ensure the logistics supply, arrange teaching tasks, and provide a relatively fair environment for students as much as possible. This is very important. Who is not a favored child of the emperor when entering the academy? Don't look at who has a high or low family background now, but look ahead ten or twenty years later. Make sure that every student who graduates from the academy has an impression of you as 'selfless' and 'fair and honest', and respect you as a teacher, and your network will come naturally."
Li Jingxuan nodded repeatedly and raised his glass to toast: "The younger generation will follow your instructions."
Fang Jun drank a glass of wine, pointed at Li Jingxuan, and said, "Lord Wei thinks you are a rare talent, so he said this, but there is one thing he kept hidden but did not say, that is, calm down and do things, don't listen to some people who are instigating power struggles behind your back, the academy doesn't do that, who dares to destroy the academy's atmosphere will get out, and don't blame me for being ruthless and ruining your future. Chu Suiliang is a lesson for you."
Li Jingxuan broke out in a cold sweat.
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