Chapter 1467: Brotherhood

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Zhen Guofu... sent...

Fang Jifan never expected that Zhu Houzhao would have such courage.

To some extent, this Zhen Guo Mansion is like a small imperial court.

Completely independent from the cabinet and the Six Ministries.

But it has the power to completely handle many specific affairs.

The Ministry of Households is in charge of the world's money and food, but the Zhenguo Mansion is in charge of the bank, and the Ministry of War is in charge of the soldiers and horses of the world. Under the Zhenguo Mansion, there is a Feiqiu battalion and an armed guard...

Whoever controls the Zhen Guo Mansion is equivalent to becoming the prime minister of Ming Dynasty.

Fang Jifan hurriedly shook his head at Zhu Houzhao.

"It's too troublesome, not to mention this thing, what's the use of the minister if you want it, don't, don't."

Zhu Houzhao was in a hurry, and hurriedly said.

"This palace is just the Zhenguo Mansion. If you want to bet, you must have the Zhenguo Mansion. Otherwise, you can ask for dozens of Mount Tai in this palace, and I will give you all of them."

Fang Jifan shivered, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he muttered for a long time before he spoke seriously to Zhu Houzhao.

"Your Highness, I will take Zhen Guo Mansion as the bet. I have already decided. If I lose, how much money does Your Highness want?"

Zhu Houzhao didn't expect Fang Jifan to be so willing.

This was beyond his expectations.

Zhu Houzhao has always looked down on those Confucian scholars.

Just such a group of guys who only know how to twitter can make things happen?

hey-hey……

It's a win.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Then, it's settled."

"It's a deal!" Fang Jifan was also confident.

He believed in Confucian scholars.

Thousands of years of hard work have created a group of people who are most suitable for the monarch, and they are bound to gain the absolute trust of the monarch.

He trusted Prince Suleiman even more.

This Prince Suleiman was a great man, and he was originally one of the great monarchs in the agricultural feudal society, who was as famous as Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty, and comparable to them.

Such a person... Once the Confucian scholars provide him with a new way of governing the country, he will definitely implement it unswervingly. As for the Kaxias below, they want to oppose it. This grew up in the cruel court, and once As Kashya, Suleiman the Great, who has been tempered for a long time, will definitely wipe out all these opponents.

The combination of Suleiman the Great and Confucian scholars is simply a strong alliance.

The infiltration of eastern culture to the west is about to begin.

Soon...Fang Jifan finally met the legendary Prince Suleiman.

Prince Suleiman was different from Fang Jifan's imagination, he was a very quiet young man.

He was actually wearing a Confucian shirt, and he greeted Fang Jifan politely: "Hello."

Hearing the accented Chinese, Fang Jifan was a little confused.

He nodded in return: "Hello, Your Highness."

Suleiman was also looking at Fang Jifan at the same time.

He had heard a little about Fang Jifan. He was the favorite minister of the Ming Emperor and the emperor's son-in-law. From the perspective of Confucianism, this person... was called a sycophant.

Of course... this person is not without ability and influence at all, but unfortunately, he is not on the right path, he is a deviant, and is known for his perverse personality.

Suleiman thought in his heart that the study of saints should always be attacked, and the target is the courtiers and courtiers who are attached to the emperor. This person in front of him must be a full courtier.

If this person is my son-in-law, I will definitely execute him without hesitation.

Of course... killing one's son-in-law is nothing to the Ottomans.

After all, Suleiman's father executed his uncle and his brothers and sisters to death.

The only surprising thing is that it seems that the emperor is willing to let a group of Confucian scholars return to the west with him, which is good news.

"His Royal Highness Duke of Qi..."

He called Fang Jifan His Highness, obviously he didn't have a thorough understanding of Daming's title.

Fang Jifan frowned slightly, and looked at him seriously, obviously a little concerned about him calling himself "Your Highness", but Fang Jifan was informal and did not remind Suleiman of these red tapes.

However, Suleiman did not notice Fang Jifan's change, but said: "I came here to pay homage because I hope..."

"I know." Fang Jifan interrupted him.

In Suleiman's opinion, this is very rude.

But Fang Jifan has always been like this, he has a brain disease, what are you afraid of, you have to sympathize with me.

Fang Jifan calmed down and said to Suleiman.

"Regarding this matter, His Majesty has already approved it. His Majesty has heard of Ottoman's name for a long time. After all, we all have a common enemy. Whether it is the Ross people or the Franji people, they are our confidantes. This time, His Royal Highness , how many Confucian scholars are needed?"

Suleiman pondered for a moment: "One hundred... one hundred people... how about it?"

He stared at Fang Jifan, looking a little unsure.

There were too many people, and he was afraid of being flatly rejected by Fang Jifan, so he didn't dare to ask for too many people.

Fang Jifan was happy.

"How can a hundred people be enough? Daming and Osman, a country of brothers, Brother Suleiman, the first time I saw you, I was very kind, just like brothers who have been separated for many years. You see, you have black eyes, and I am also black." Eyes, isn’t this fate? I love making friends with you the most

, three thousand... The Emperor of Ming Dynasty is willing to generously donate three thousand Confucian scholars in your country. "

Suleiman's heart skipped a beat, his eyes widened involuntarily, and he looked at Fang Jifan in disbelief.

Three thousand people, all at once for so many Confucian scholars?

Suleiman couldn't help frowning, feeling a little confused.

Could it be... do they have any plans?

He looked at Fang Jifan very seriously, and Suleiman began to think about various rumors about Fang Jifan.

This person... loves money like his life.

This person……

He couldn't help shivering.

Could it be...

"But I don't know, His Royal Highness Qi Guogong, how many gold coins do you want us to give out?"

Suleiman has made all preparations.

Fang Jifan shook his head and sighed: "Hey, gold coins... No, no, I said it earlier, we are brothers. I met you, and I am very kind. Now that we are brothers, what do you want your gold and silver to do? Fang Jifan said Loyalty, regard gold and silver as dung, even a copper coin will not be accepted from you, this is my small gesture, please be sure to accept it, Your Highness."

Suleiman was shocked.

He suddenly felt that Fang Jifan was extraordinarily cute.

"However... I, Ming, hope to rebuild the Silk Road to trade with the Ottomans by land. We hope that our caravans can start from the capital and go straight to the Mediterranean Sea... I don't know Your Highness..."

Suleiman became excited: "This is a trivial matter, and I came here this time with exactly the same intention."

"Sure enough, we are brothers. Not only do we all have black eyes, but we don't even have the same thoughts."

Fang Jifan stood up affectionately and patted Suleiman on the shoulder.

three thousand...

Suleiman was so excited that he almost fainted.

"However... this matter should not be announced for the time being. Your Highness, you also know that although Your Majesty and I have a very good impression of His Highness, I am afraid that after the news spread, some people will oppose it. You see ..."

Suleiman patted his chest and assured: "Of course, please rest assured. Brother Fang... I will always remember my love and kindness."

At this time, the excited Suleiman began to call Fang Jifan his brother.

Fang Jifan looked at this generation of heroes, and had an illusion in his heart.

Suleiman the Great at this age is a bit mentally handicapped.

Of course... It seems that both sides are making their own ideas.

Fang Jifan had already held Suleiman's hand, and said insincerely: "Brother Suleiman, you and I hit it off right away, are you interested in staying for a light meal?"

"Brother Fang's kind intentions, how dare you reject them."

At lunch, it was very sumptuous, distilled fine wine, served with a side stove, and top-quality beef and mutton.

Zhu Houzhao came after smelling the fragrance.

The three sat down, Zhu Houzhao looked at Suleiman, saw his happy face, and laughed in his heart, the rotten scholar who I despise, you come to be a treasure, stupid, hehe...

Suleiman also looked at the prince of Daming, and sneered in his heart, this prince, sitting on the treasure mountain, didn't know it, he was so confused, humming.

Suleiman glanced at Zhu Houzhao: "His Royal Highness, have you been plowing recently?"

Zhu Houzhao nodded.

Suleiman said, "What's so good about plowing the fields?"

Zhu Houzhao opened his mouth to say something.

Fang Jifan said, "Confucius sage advocated benevolent government. In benevolent government, of course there is farming. The so-called agriculture is the foundation."

Suleiman was thoughtful, and suddenly said: "In this way, His Royal Highness also admires Confucianism?"

Zhu Houzhao wanted to say something again.

Fang Jifan said: "Of course, of course, Your Highness, the Crown Prince, loves to be called Little Zhu Xiucai, Xiucai Xiucai, isn't this Confucianism?"

Suleiman suddenly realized.

However, he still feels that the prince is not doing his job properly in farming.

After just a few cups of distilled wine, Suleiman couldn't stand the extremely high-purity distilled wine, and suddenly got a little drunk, tapped his tongue, and said vaguely: "Three thousand Confucian scholars, there are three thousand Confucian scholars, enough to make me ...It makes me... Haha, brother Fang, thank you for your kindness, you are the most generous person I have ever met, I thought you would ask for gold and silver, but I never thought that you..."

"What?" Zhu Houzhao remained sober: "Three thousand Confucian scholars don't charge a dime. What do you mean, Confucian scholars are so worthless? Even if it's three thousand..."

Fang Jifan immediately covered Zhu Houzhao's mouth: "Your Highness, Your Highness...make friends, make friends, don't speak evil words..."

Zhu Houzhao still faltered: "No... ah... I have to... um... no... Lao Fang, you took the wrong medicine..."

"Shh..." Fang Jifan made a silent gesture to Zhu Houzhao, but Zhu Houzhao still refused to let go: "Old Fang, how could you do such a thing..."

"Your Highness, we are all brothers..." Fang Jifan was very helpless, and could only still cover Zhu Houzhao's mouth.

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Fengtian Temple...

Xiao Jing whispered something in Emperor Hongzhi's ear.

Emperor Hongzhi's complexion slowly turned down.

then……

His face was green and pale, and he said slowly: "I have entrusted such an important matter to Jifan, why did Jifan just... just that?"

"Announce him to the palace for an audience, immediately..."

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