Chapter 207 Xianming Heavy Industry "Eunuch Lu, what is my third brother's destiny?" At the gate of Yuxi Palace, King Jing looked at Lu Fang and asked as he left. "This old servant doesn't know either." Lu Fang smiled and bowed without changing his expression, as if to say, "Don't make things difficult for me." It seems that there is indeed something wrong with the third brother's fate... "Goodbye." Smiling at Lu Fang, King Jing turned and left. After watching King Jing's back disappear outside Yuxi Palace, Lu Fang shook his head slightly and turned to head towards Yuxi Palace. Inside Yuxi Palace. "Forget it," Jiajing sighed as he looked at Prince Yu's fearful look, "You can go back. It seems that he needs you to find your natal item by yourself. I am not sure either." Hearing Jiajing's words, Prince Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At this moment, he only wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. As for his natal object, he no longer cared about it. Besides, isn't it just a woman? At worst, he could find thirty-three women to be his natal objects in the future. This wouldn't be difficult for him. What he cares about is what his father thinks of him.
Fortunately, my father did not blame me too much. The “birth field” proposed by Jiajing refers not only to the current cabinet members, but also to the second batch of immortal practitioners in the Ming Dynasty. For example, Xu Jie, who had been demoted to be the prefect of Yingzhou Prefecture, Gao Gong, Zhang Juzheng and Zhao Zhenji, who were the ministers of the six ministries in Nanjing, and of course Lu Bing, Hai Rui, Wang Yongji and others who were away. However, this piece of news has caused a huge storm in everyone's heart. At this moment, everyone is feeling very conflicted. On the one hand, they are all old, and no one has the confidence to guarantee that they can break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage before their lifespan runs out during the Qi Refining Stage, thus increasing their lifespan to 300 years. Therefore, they handed over their own destiny to the emperor, planted it in the "destiny field", and the emperor would give them feedback to help them improve their cultivation. In this way, they only need to polish their own natal objects wholeheartedly, and even all the cultivation levels will be fed back by the "natal field". If they have good political achievements and good performance and are rewarded by the emperor, perhaps the cultivation levels fed back will be even higher. The most important thing is that in this way, they don’t need to worry about whether they can break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage before their lifespan runs out, because they have a backer, and that backer is the emperor. In fact, if the emperor wanted to protect me and keep me, he would definitely find a way to make the cultivation base he gained from me increase, so that I could cultivate faster. Isn’t it easy to break through the foundation-building stage in this way? In addition, handing over your natal tree to the emperor can also indirectly show your loyalty and never betray him. Therefore, from a sentimental point of view, as long as you hand over your natal tree to the emperor and plant it in your natal field, there will be many benefits! But rationally speaking, handing over one's life means literally handing over life, death, and hope to the emperor. Logically speaking, if the king wants his subject to die, the subject has to die. So it makes no difference whether one hands over his life or not. However, when one actually hands it over, one feels unwilling and terrified. But if I don't hand it over, will people with ulterior motives regard me as having ulterior motives? And what will the emperor think of me? For a moment, everyone was very confused. Of course, people like Yu Dayou and Wang Chonggu, who have already let go of the situation and handed over the decision-making power to the two Wangs, feel more at ease. People like Zhang Juzheng, who were far away in Nanjing City, seemed to see hope and were looking forward to giving up their lives voluntarily. Well, for them, what they fear more is that the emperor doesn’t want their lives.
But for people like Yan Shifan and Hu Zongxian, they have more choices, and there are endless possibilities for future court party struggles and family paths. So they have a lot of concerns at the moment. At this moment, both of them were staring at Yan Song, who was silent, as if he was thinking about weighing the pros and cons. "Dad, please say something. Are you going to hand it over or not?" Seeing that his father Yan Song didn't speak for a long time, Yan Shifan suddenly became anxious. Hu Zongxian, who was standing by, saw Yan Shifan was so angry and wanted to persuade him, but then he kept his mouth shut. He also knew Yan Shifan's character. He was impatient by nature, and it was not easy for him to endure for such a long time. As for Yan Shaoting, who was always well-behaved and seemed to have no sense of existence, he lowered his head and stood silently at the back. After all, according to the etiquette of seniority, he was not qualified to sit down at this moment, especially when an outsider like Hu Zongxian was present. "Shaoting, tell me," after a while, Yan Song first looked up and glanced at his impatient son, and then said to his grandson Yan Shaoting in a gentle tone, "Tell me what you think." It seems that Lord Yan has already started to train Shao Ting... Hu Zongxian's eyes flashed, and he also turned his head, watching Yan Shao Ting come to the hall. Seeing that his father Yan Song actually asked Yan Shaoting about such an important matter, Yan Shifan was a little unhappy, but in the end he did not say any rebuttal in front of Hu Zongxian. Although he was unwilling to admit that his son was indeed outstanding, he knew clearly in his heart that his son was very smart and relatively mature in his political views. "Grandfather, Father, Hu Ge..." Yan Shaoting greeted them and then said, "I think I should hand over my life." After saying this, Yan Shaoting paused for a moment and said, "Others may consider it, but for my Yan family, I think we shouldn't even consider it!" Yan Shaoting looked at Yan Song, "Grandpa, you should have thought of this..." "How dare you, you bastard!" Yan Shifan glared and scolded him when he heard that this little bastard Yan Shaoting dared to complain about his father Yan Song. "Shao Ting is right," Yan Song nodded, without showing any dissatisfaction at Yan Shao Ting's complaints. Instead, he looked at his great grandson with a gratified look and said: "Keep talking." "Yes," Yan Shaoting bowed respectfully to apologize, and then continued, "Grandpa must know that the first thing the emperor asked you was that he wanted you to set an example." "To be exact, the Emperor did not give you the right or opportunity to refuse." "Therefore, there is no room for consideration for my Yan family." "Based on your past practices, Grandfather, you should be the first to voluntarily hand over your life as soon as His Majesty asks." Hearing what Yan Shaoting said, Yan Shifan frowned and remained silent, while Hu Zongxian nodded slightly. What Yan Shaoting said was actually what they were thinking. "I think the reason why Grandpa didn't express his opinion on the spot, but came back to consider it, is actually..." Yan Shaoting paused, "Because of my grandson!" "Dad?" After listening to Yan Shaoting's analysis, Yan Shifan immediately looked at his father Yan Song with a questioning look. However, Hu Zongxian looked at the tall and handsome young man in front of him, and then looked at Lord Yan, and he immediately understood. He knew that Lord Yan would not hesitate to hand over his life. He was considering the future of the rest of the family. The Yan family was the knife in the hands of the emperor, so should Yan Shaoting hand over his life? There are some things the emperor didn't say, but the Yan family had to take the right approach. Yan Shaoting is the most outstanding heir of the Yan family. In other words, even if the Yan family no longer has Yan Song and Yan Shifan, as long as the two generations of Yan Ge Lao pave the way for the family, and let the Yan family become a towering tree in the Ming Dynasty and penetrate into all aspects of the Ming Dynasty, then the future of Yan Shaoting, the head of the Yan family, will have unlimited possibilities. You don’t even need to be subject to the control of the court!
After all, Lord Yan has already started to work for the Yan family, not only in the court, but also paving the way in all aspects of the Ming Dynasty. Even if the emperor retires in the future and someone else inherits the throne, if no descendant of the Yan family can gain a foothold in the court, they will not become victims of court struggles. What Lord Yan is planning is a foundation for eternity. To be precise, what Lord Yan wanted was that even if one day the Yan family lost its dependence on imperial power, it could still stand firm in the future vast and glorious Ming Dynasty! "Now that you have seen this step, what do you think?" Yan Song looked at Yan Shaoting. "Hand it over!" Yan Shaoting said without hesitation, "The eternal foundation must be completed by our descendants, and the foundation of a family of immortal cultivation cannot be achieved overnight." At this point, Yan Shaoting showed a calm smile on his face, shook his head slightly, and said, "Grandpa regards his grandson as the future of the Yan family, but his grandson does not think so." “The future lies in future generations, not in the present!” After saying this, Yan Shaoting continued, "In order to secure the Yan family's eternal foundation, what's wrong with me, Yan Shaoting, joining the game?" "Grandpa has a sharp vision and can see too far, but I think the future is long," he said, stomping his feet lightly on the floor, and said, "It is most important to compact each stone slab under your feet." "The road ahead will be paved by our descendants!" "I will hand over my life to His Majesty, and my Yan family will focus on improving our cultivation, building our foundation, golden elixir, Nascent Soul... and becoming immortal!" "If it really comes to that, just like what Grandpa said before, no matter who is on the throne, my Yan family will be an indispensable and absolute force in the Ming Dynasty." "Grandpa, I have finished what I want to say." After saying that, Yan Shaoting bowed and said no more. However, at this moment, Yan Shifan and Hu Zongxian looked at the tall figure in front of them, and shock appeared in their pupils. Especially Yan Shifan, he didn't expect that this son who was often scolded by him, scolded at every turn, and even felt that he was still immature, could have such a far-sighted mind? Not as far-sighted as his father! But it gave him an inexplicable feeling of stability, solidity and reliability. Just as he said, every inch of ground under his feet was extremely solid. At this moment, as Yan Shaoting finished speaking, the hall fell into a brief silence, and then Yan Song, who was sitting at the top of the table, suddenly burst into a loud laugh. "Hahaha, great!" Yan Song stroked his beard and laughed for a long time. Then he looked at Yan Shaoting with satisfaction and said, "My Yan family has such a talented child. Why should we worry about the family's prosperity?" After saying this with a smile, Yan Song turned his gaze to Hu Zongxian and said, "Ruzhen, I think you already know my decision." How could Hu Zongxian not see at this moment that Yan Shaoting's decision was the decision of Lord Yan, and even in many things in the future, Yan Shaoting's attitude could represent Lord Yan's attitude. "Student understands." Hu Zongxian said, nodded, and said: "I will hand over my life to the emperor." "In fact, none of us have a choice," Yan Song waved his hand and motioned Yan Shaoting to find a seat. "Although the emperor said that he would not force us, there is always a degree of closeness and distance in everything." "Handing over my life to the Emperor does not mean I can rest easy in the court forever, but at least I have shown my attitude to the Emperor." Hearing what Yan Song said, Yan Shifan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally swallowed all his thoughts. He knew that what his father said was actually correct, but he still wanted to say, since there is no choice, what is there to think about and what is there to consider? "The reason why we came back to consider it," Yan Song suddenly seemed to see through Yan Shifan's thoughts and said slowly, "That's because the emperor wanted to see the attitude of us..." "For example, Shao Ting, and the geniuses that each family focuses on training, or even the rest of the family. Do we have to hand them over as well?" "And that's why I came back to think about it!" "The Emperor wants the destiny of all family members in the cabinet..." At this moment, Yan Shifan was startled, and suddenly he understood something. Then he suddenly seemed to think of something and continued, "What if the family changes generations? Do they have to hand in their destiny as well?!" Although it was a question, there was an inexplicable certainty in the voice.
At this moment, Yan Shifan finally understood that what the emperor wanted was the control over the immortal cultivation families at the top of the Immortal Dynasty in the future! All I can say is that Yan Song is worthy of being Yan Song. After so many years of tacit understanding between the monarch and his subject, he could guess the deep meaning behind every order of Jiajing. …… In the study room at Xu Mansion. Today, the Xu Mansion is deserted. Although Xu Jie was demoted to Yingzhou Prefecture, Xu Fan was still the Minister of Works, and Jiajing did not take back Xu Jie's mansion. "Leave, I understand." Xu Fan, dressed in a white gown, listened to the white-haired old servant's report of the news he had heard from the palace. He waved his hand to signal him to leave, and then looked at the thick stack of memorials in front of him with flickering eyes. "Yes, I'll take my leave." The old servant looked at Xu Fan, who looked tired, sighed in his heart, and turned to leave. When he closed the door, he looked at Xu Fan who was sitting behind the desk, and a look of relief appeared in his eyes. "The young master has finally learned to be independent. If the master knew about this, he would definitely be pleased, right?" The servant gently wiped the corners of his moist eyes as he turned around. Xu Jie was demoted, and the Qingliu clan turned against each other. The Xu family in Songjiang Prefecture was ransacked, and the clan members were exiled. The immortal cultivators that they had trained with great difficulty all had their cultivation abolished. The Xu family suffered a devastating disaster! Although Xu Jie was demoted, his previous "connections" in the palace were not eliminated by Lu Fang, but were retained. Of course, the ministers in the court all have "connections" in the palace, and these are naturally tacitly allowed by Jiajing, in order to facilitate the disclosure of information to the ministers, such as the matter of "birth field". After the great changes in the Xu family, Xu Fan, who lost his protection, learned to grow up and understood why his father worked so hard. It was only because his father did not see the hope of the family in him that he took the risk, resulting in the Xu family suffering. After learning from his mistakes, Xu Fan began to take charge of the Xu family. He had never liked the hypocrisy and intrigue in officialdom and only wanted to study in the Ministry of Works. However, he began to learn to build good relationships with the newly appointed officials of the six ministries. I began to learn how to entertain officials at banquets and deal with personal relationships. Thanks to the fact that the newly promoted officials in the six ministries are all newcomers without any foundation, he, a veteran minister, is interested in making friends with them and gets along quite well in the official circle. But these are not Xu Fan’s goals! The official negotiations in recent days made him understand the importance of personal connections in official circles, and he also knew that in today's court, it was particularly important to be a useful person to the emperor! He knew that if he compared his political acumen with others, he was definitely not as good as others, but he also had his own advantages. That was the fairy book "Records of Fairy Crafts" from the "fairyland" that the emperor had given him before. Although he now serves as a doctor of the New Imperial Academy, specifically teaching the immortal craftsmanship described in "The Museum of Immortal Craftsmanship" to students with special talents in the field of craftsmanship in the New Imperial Academy, "The Museum of Immortal Craftsmanship" is profound and extensive, and the immortal craftsmanship techniques recorded are as numerous as stars. Many of the immortal skills in it can only be mastered by immortal cultivators. What he can do is to dismantle those immortal skills that do not rely so much on immortal cultivators to master into magical objects that mortals can also master. But he did not forget that he himself was a cultivator at the second level of Qi training and he could master many immortal skills! "So, if you want to become a useful person in the emperor's heart and help your father return to the cabinet as soon as possible," Xu Fan said, picking up the memorial he had already started writing on the table, and said in a deep voice: "It all depends on this one move!" After saying this, Xu Fan put down the memorial, then something moved him, and as he recalled the news that had just come out of the palace, he picked up a pen and paper and began to write. "Chirp!" With a whistle, spiritual energy fluctuated, and soon a huge snow-white falcon was seen flying in the sky.
"Send the letter to Yingzhou Prefecture and deliver it to my father!" Xu Fan handed the letter to Ling Falcon's mouth. After Ling Falcon took it, he patted Ling Falcon's head and said, "Go!" "Chirp!" With a loud cry, the falcon flapped its wings and flew into the sky. Of course, there were more than one falcon from the Xu family that set out from the capital on that day. "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" One after another, huge falcons set out from the capital, galloped into the night, and flew towards Ningbo Prefecture, Nanjing, and Yingzhou Prefecture. Ningbo Prefecture, Yin County, the study of the prefectural government. "Brother Gangfeng, are you going to hand over my life?" Wang Yongji looked at the news coming from Prince Yu's Mansion and asked Hai Rui, who was working on official documents with his head down. "Hand it over." Hai Rui's only answer was an affirmative word, without even a second thought. Seeing Hai Rui's certainty, Wang Yongji opened his mouth, then shook his head and chuckled, "I knew it." He knew that it was useless to ask. With the respect Hai Rui had for the emperor, he would give it to the emperor without hesitation, not to mention his own life. There is no way. People often say that Heaven, Earth, Emperor, Parents and Teachers. In Hai Rui's mind, the order is probably Emperor, Parents, Heaven, Earth and Teachers. "What are your plans?" Hai Rui looked at his friend. "Brother Gangfeng, before I answer your question, I think I need to explain some things to you clearly," Wang Yongji said, tapping the letter from Prince Yu on the table and saying: "Does your Hai family want to develop into a family of immortal cultivators?" Developing a family of immortal cultivators? Upon hearing this, Hai Rui's eyes narrowed and his expression became solemn. The study fell into silence for a moment. "Brother Gangfeng, let me ask you a question." However, this time Wang Yongji did not wait for Hai Rui to finish thinking, and then asked: "Aunt, sister-in-law, and several nephews and nieces, what are your plans?" "Have you ever set foot on the immortal path?" Hearing this, Hai Rui looked at his friend in front of him, shook his head, and said, "No." "How can I pass on the immortal method without the emperor's consent?" "Brother Gangfeng, I really don't know what to say to you..." After hearing Hai Rui's words, Wang Yongji was speechless, but waved his hand and said, "As the saying goes, when one person succeeds, everyone around him will benefit." "You are loyal, but you should also think about the people around you. Besides, considering your position in the emperor's heart, why can't your family practice Taoism?" "Forget it, forget it, forget it," Wang Yongji waved his hand, interrupting what Hai Rui was about to say, and then said, "Let's put aside the matter of my aunt and sister-in-law for now, and let's not talk about my nephews and nieces either." "My nephew entered the Daming Immortal Palace in the 49th year of Jiajing, and he is one of the first batch of immortal seedlings in our Daming Immortal Dynasty!" "His Royal Highness Prince Yu said that the twelve thousand immortal seedlings at that time have all become immortal cultivators at the first level of Qi training." "Think about it, your grandchildren, and your grandchildren's grandchildren," Wang Yongji said, slapping his palms repeatedly, and said, "In this way, won't a family be formed?" "So, regardless of whether you want to develop a family of immortal cultivators or not, the status of you and your son means that your Hai family will be an indispensable immortal cultivator family in the future of the Ming Dynasty." "Brother Gangfeng, I know you don't like the chaotic situation during the Sui and Tang dynasties when the aristocratic families competed with the imperial court, but you should understand how wise the emperor is. How could he not think of this?"
"So, don't worry about things that you shouldn't worry about. What you should do is to cooperate with the emperor!" "Besides, if I give up my life now, do you think the powerful officials in the court and the families behind them will be able to cause trouble in the future?" After Wang Yongji finished speaking, the study fell into silence. Hai Rui's eyes flickered for a long time before he sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying, "Mingshou, I understand what you mean!" "But I also have my principles. Without the emperor's approval, I, Hai Rui, will never reveal the magic!" "I have no right to interfere with you passing down your magic to your descendants, because the emperor has not investigated, but I, Hai Rui, will not do that! Even if it is to my closest relatives or flesh and blood!" When Hai Rui said this, his eyes were sharp and his attitude was firm! "...You!" Seeing Hai Rui like this, Wang Yongji was immediately furious. He felt that all the time he had been talking was a waste of words. He threw his sleeves in anger and said, "Why are you so pedantic?" As a good friend of Hai Rui, Wang Yongji really couldn't bear to watch it anymore, especially his aunt's increasingly aged face, and his sister-in-law, who did farm work every day, not to mention planting spiritual vegetables in the garden, and had a haggard face. Compared with his own wife, Hai Rui's wife was sometimes so inferior that he couldn't stand it. He felt that as Hai Rui's best friend, he had to stand up and say something fair. It's not like there are no such conditions. Rules and laws are dead, but people are alive. Why must it come to this? How can it be possible that a man who is kind to the whole world yet has such a cold heart towards his partner? "Chirp!" At this moment, a loud cry suddenly came from outside the window. The next moment, a strong wind blew, and a huge falcon landed. Its huge head poked into the window, cooing. "What are you looking at? Get out!" The righteous Wang Yongji slapped the falcon on the head, and the falcon immediately made a cooing sound in grievance. "Why are you so angry with it?" Seeing Wang Yongji bullying Ling Falcon, Hai Rui scolded him, then walked to the window, took out the letter from the rough cloth bag hanging around Ling Falcon's neck, touched Ling Falcon's head, and said, "Go." "Ga!" The falcon whimpered and flapped its wings and flew away. "Is this a letter from the palace?!" Wang Yongji was stunned after seeing the bright yellow envelope. "Well," Hai Rui opened the letter and explained, "I have raised a few falcons. I put one at Eunuch Lu's place, one in Nanjing, and one in Ningbo Prefecture..." As he spoke, Hai Rui suddenly stopped. "What's wrong?" Seeing Hai Rui stop and seem to be in a bad mood, Wang Yongji was stunned and asked curiously. "The Emperor has agreed!" Hai Rui said in a hoarse voice. He then looked at Wang Yongji, who was confused, and said, "The letter was sent by Eunuch Lu. It mentioned two things." "One is my natal field, and the other is that the emperor has allowed me to pass on my magic to my family. Haha..." As he spoke, Hai Rui handed the letter to Wang Yongji and said, "Read it for yourself..." Wang Yongji took the letter, quickly scanned the beginning, the matter about his natal field and natal life, and then looked to the end. It only read: "The Emperor's oral order:" "Hai Rui, don't be so rigid in following the rules. I know without even thinking about it that you definitely didn't pass on your magic to your family." "You are an adult now. Don't think of asking me for everything. I will grant you another favor today and allow you to do as you see fit..." Looking at the letter, Wang Yongji felt a little sour when he saw the emperor's oral instructions conveyed by Lu Fang, especially the words that sounded like plain language. The Emperor dotes on Hai Rui too much! He was afraid that Hai Rui would fall behind others, so he even wrote a letter to inform him. Even Yan Song didn't get this kind of favor, right? How jealous!
"Hmph," Wang Yongji snorted in annoyance, threw the letter to Hai Rui, and said, "Hai Gangfeng, you are so mean, you are pretending to be pitiful, waiting for the emperor to sympathize with you, you are so scheming!" "This time you should teach your aunt and sister-in-law the magic, right?" "Haha," Hai Rui chuckled. Knowing that his friend was not really mocking him, he nodded and said, "Your Majesty, I have no way to repay your kindness. I can only dedicate my life to the Immortal Dynasty!" The Emperor is also trying to change Hai Rui... Wang Yongji secretly thought, "Brother Gangfeng used to be loyal to the people, but I'm afraid he himself hasn't even realized that he is now loyal to only one person..." …… The next day, it drizzled. In Yuxi Palace, Jiajing read the memorial handed over by Minister of Works Xu Fan, then handed it to the curious Lu Fang and said: "This Xu Fan is quite something. He actually suggested the establishment of the "Xianming Armament Institute", "Xianming Heavy Industry Institute", and "Xianqi Pavilion"..." "Propose a national policy, 'Xianming Heavy Industry'!" "..." (End of this chapter)