When Emperor Hongzhi heard this, he smiled: "Since he was the successor to the vassals to compile books, he must be a work that can conquer the heaven and earth, and it will surely shine for generations."

Fang Jifan immediately showed his bitter face and felt so worried.

Actually, this is understandable.

After all, Fang Jifan has so many disciples, and he is as talented as a cross-river. Not to mention anything else, he has already made new studies, some have created the theory of wealth, some have cultivated the Navigation of the Navigation, and some have unparalleled poetry. They are all geniuses that are difficult to produce in a century.

Then... if the disciple does this, the master will definitely be even more powerful.

However, although Fang Jifan accepted many disciples, he had never compiled books and had not waited for his work, so he could not help but feel a little regretful.

But now... Fang Jifan suddenly said that he wanted to compile a book, which was naturally eye-catching.

But Fang Jifan said that this is not expectation, it is clearly pressure.

Fang Jifan had a gloomy face and smiled dryly awkwardly: "This...this...this...this...this...this...this...this is just having fun."

The ancients admired the writing of books very much, and when they heard the word "writing of books", they could not help but be respectful. After all... this is knowledge, and knowledge is precious. After all, it is not later generations, and knowledge is flooded. People who like to learn what they want to learn. Naturally, those who teach people will lose their halo.

But in this era, if someone is willing to teach you something, it is almost like a father. Why... it is because it is difficult to study, and learning is a luxury.

This is why the disciples regard Fang Jifan as their father.

Emperor Hongzhi was a little reproached: "What is this? Even if you have talent and knowledge, how can you say that you are talking about it? Can you play with it?"

Fang Jifan: "..."

Emperor Hongzhi said: "If you want to compile books, you must be corrected and treat it as a serious matter. Don't have any idle mentality. The biggest dream of these great talents is to "repair books in Baiyutang according to the imperial edict, ride horses every day beside the palace wall." What a great honor. Playing with the word "playing" out of your mouth and into my ears. I see that you are a junior and do not care about it, but if it is spread, how do others think about it? Confucius wrote the Spring and Autumn Period and the traitors were afraid of it, which shows how useful it is to compile books. I know that you are a great talent, and the books you cultivate will be beneficial to all ages, so I just hoped it. Unfortunately... I don't have any talent, otherwise, how do you need to compile books?"

Such a lesson made Fang Jifan suddenly feel that Alexander didn't know what to say for a moment. After thinking about it, he said, "I won't practice it anymore, I won't practice it anymore..."

It’s not that Fang Jifan refused to practice, he was determined to practice a book.

But how could I know that it would cause so much trouble...

Damn, do you really treat me as Confucius?

Fang Jifan shook his head hurriedly.

Emperor Hongzhi was a little angry.

What he didn't like was Fang Jifan's attitude towards learning.

How could you come and leave when you say it?

"You are the Duke of Qi, and I am my heart. How can you change the orders every day? This book must be compiled, and someone will come..."

Xiao Jing said: "I am here."

"I ordered Fang Jifan to be the chief editor to compile the book with peace of mind. After the book was completed, I ordered someone to copy the mansion..."

Fang Jifan: "..."

I really can't afford to offend, I can't afford to offend...

Fang Jifan was afraid and hurriedly left the palace.

Sitting in the carriage, I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time.

Actually... he was really in a playful attitude at first.

I don’t know where I just wrote something casually. When my disciples heard the news, they got the time to go to me when they had nothing to do, and always wanted to find out what they were practicing.

This matter soon spread in Xishan Academy, so everyone talked about it and talked about it with relish, just waiting to see the master's master's master's master's master's work.

There was no stop chattering on the streets and alleys.

Now, even the emperor knows it.

No... I have to go home quickly.

After returning to the mansion, he hurried back to his study, and then burned all the original manuscripts, so that people must not know that this was his work.

After destroying all the traces, Fang Jifan was relieved.

But then... he had a headache again.

Now even the emperor has asked about it. This book must be practiced, not to mention that everyone in the world is paying attention to it!

What should I do to cultivate myself?

New Learning? Wang Shouren has already proposed it.

Economics? Liu Wenshan not only wrote down the theory of Wealth of the Country, but has since explained it around the theory of Wealth of the Country, and has achieved fruitful results.

Looking at the world opens your eyes and wants to be the number one person in the world, uh... Xu Jing seems to have done it.

These damn disciples have absorbed my nutrition and forced me to have no way out.

As for other advanced theories, Fang Jifan felt... it seemed too advanced. After all... all theories come from reality, otherwise they would be castles in the air.

Fang Jifan then began to look sad and sigh.

It is really a big trouble for Your Majesty to have a general editor for himself.

I'm afraid... the whole world needs to know.

You should know that this position of general editor does not seem to have much power, but it should be noted that since Emperor Taizu Gao, only cabinet ministers can hold it.

The Central Plains dynasty called itself a country of etiquette, which originated from inheritance. What is inheritance? Isn’t it just a book?

With books, no matter how many foreign races are invaded by them or how many dark and turbulent times have passed through, as long as the book is still circulating, this one will always shine again.

But now...

Fang Jifan decided to delay the day first, and his temper became more and more irritable.

After more than ten days, someone came to the palace, and it was Xiao Jing who came in person.

Xiao Jing smiled and said, "Hello, Duke of Qi."

Fang Jifan Dalala said, "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty ordered me to ask, how did you write the Duke of Qi's books?"

Fang Jifan: "..."

Xiao Jing laughed again: "Mr. Master, I am just doing my job according to the order. Your Majesty attaches great importance to this matter. He said again and again that if there are any difficulties in the process of writing the book, you can tell me that the court will do its best to assist. This book is the top priority..."

Fang Jifan sighed and said, "I haven't had any literary thoughts recently."

Xiao Jing nodded: "Your Majesty knows that you are always tired, so you don't have to work too hard. I came here with the order, just asking. If you can't hurry up, if you can't practice it, you'll just rest at home. But..."

Fang Jifan frowned and said, "But what?"

"But I don't know who it is. I said in front of His Majesty that you should go hunting with His Royal Highness the Prince in the back mountain. When His Majesty knew about this, he said, Duke Qi, you... should I take your mind first. His Royal Highness is idle, but Duke Qi is responsible for the great relationship, and the whole world is waiting for the great creation of Duke Qi's ancient creation. It must not be...scattered."

Fang Jifan slapped the table and shouted loudly: "I can't even go out to play?"

Xiao Jing immediately said, "Ah, ah... Duke of Qi, this is not what I said, this is what Your Majesty said, Your Majesty is afraid that you will be distracted."

Fang Jifan gritted his teeth and suddenly laughed again: "Okay, I know, as long as one month or as half a month, I will compile this book. Okay, get out of here, dare to be in front of me again, don't say that I don't give Xiaofan face, if I don't beat you to death, I won't believe Fang."

What scares Fang Jifan is that no matter how outrageous the matter is, he will surely be able to fulfill it from his mouth. If he says it, he will definitely beat you to death. Even Xiao Jing cannot guarantee his absolute safety.

Xiao Jing shivered and immediately said, "Yes, yes, yes..."

Fang Jifan sighed, "This book is really impossible without practicing, and he has to practice it quickly." Otherwise, there will be no difference between imprisonment."

Fang Jifan didn't dare to hesitate, so he simply hid in his study and wrote and painted.

Two days later, Wang Jinyuan came to the door and said, "Young master...there is another letter from Qufu."

Fang Jifan only looked up at Wang Jinyuan and said, "Which dog has come to write a letter?"

Wang Jinyuan said happily: "It is the one in Qufu...that one..."

Although Wang Jinyuan was a merchant, he was very respectful to Saint Kong, so he was not good at calling him a name.

Fang Jifan said calmly: "What did you say?"

"He said that he was self-satisfied with the criticism of the Duke of Qi, so he was jailed at home for several days. He faced the wall and thought about his mistakes in the ancestral halls of his ancestors and ancestral halls. Now he has repentant and said that Duke Qi was a senior. His descendants of the saints were really ashamed. Now he is in the mansion and ordered all officials to sacrifice to officials and read the books to distinguish the seniority of Duke Qi. In addition, he ordered people to bring some special products from Shandong and asked Duke Qi to accept it with a smile. He also said that Duke Qi was a senior. If you have any questions, you can just write a letter and give instructions. He also said that Duke Qi promoted the sage learning. He admired him very much. There were many things, and he hoped to ask Duke Qi for advice."

Fang Jifan pursed his lips: "I suddenly like to deal with people in Qufu. No wonder everyone likes them in all dynasties. It seems that they have their own advantages. He said he had any instructions, and he would make them even if he made them? Is this request a bit too much? I also want to send them all to the Golden Continent in order to promote the holy learning..."

Wang Jinyuan was so scared that his face turned green, and he waved his hand and said, "It's not possible, but it's not possible. If so, how can the Supreme Master worship the most saints?"

Fang Jifan said: "I didn't let Yan Shenggong go in person, but just let his clansmen go. He is the bloodline of the Supreme Saint Master, but are the other clans not the descendants of the Supreme Saint Master? Their family has so many people..."

Wang Jinyuan: “…”

Fang Jifan thought to himself that there had been long rumors that the Yansheng Gong Mansion was not good to his tribe. In addition to the nearby branches, those distant branches had almost become tenants, and had extremely miserable circumstances, and were even trapped in their own identity and were exploited by their family. This was also good. Fang Jifan still respected the saints very much. He sent some of his descendants to the Golden Continent, which was also considered to allow these poor people to live and work in peace and contentment.
Chapter completed!