Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

While Fang Xing was still wondering whether the memorial was useful, the sentence on the memorial was already chewing in many people's mouths.

Some people disdain.

"To grandiose! Am I going to pay great attention to the wild land?" Lu Zhen said with disdain.

"Xing Hebo has said that, after all, the Central Plains is the essence of my Daming, as long as the Central Plains are kept, then I will have no worries!"

And there are people who are passionate about joining the army tomorrow.

In the restaurant by the Qinhuai River, several scholars drunk Lingding drunk despite the night prohibition, and then helped each other back.

"Xing Hebo is indeed a role model for my generation! Not only is the literary and martial arts prosperous, who can compare to my Da Ming scholars? Who can compare..."

"Tomorrow I will buy a copy of Xinghebo's mathematics, study hard, and see what Xinghebo's new learning is..."

"stop!"

At this time, the soldiers from the Five Cities Soldiers and Ma Si came, but they went to a free residence that night.

...

The New Year is almost here. Unlike those officials who are still waiting for the holiday at the beginning of the first day of the new year, Fang Xing has no specific position, and his name is not included in the courtesy list arranged by the Ministry of Etiquette, so he can stay at home comfortably.

"There are only five days off during the Chinese New Year, but with the ten days of the Lantern Festival, it's not bad!"

After Fang wakes up, he feels that Zhu Di is much more peaceful than his father. When Zhu Yuanzhang was in power, he only gave officials three days off a year.

——Winter Solstice, Spring Festival...and Lao Zhu's birthday!

Nima! The treatment of Da Ming officials was poor, and he also encountered kings like Lao Zhu who had an extreme attitude towards corruption. In the end, he didn't even give him a holiday. It's not easy to do this job!

The breakfast was actually glutinous rice cakes: the glutinous rice was steamed, beaten into a puree, and then wrapped in salted bean paste and deep-fried.

After a bite, the aroma of oil and the soft stickiness of glutinous rice were mixed, and the taste of salty bean paste was mixed, which made Fang Xing almost unstoppable.

Zhang Shuhui stared blankly at Fang Wake to get the third glutinous rice cake, and quickly dissuaded her.

"Husband, if you eat too much, you will eat sour water!"

Fang Xing reluctantly put down the deep-fried glutinous rice cracker, and then also removed the one from Xiaobai's hand, and said in an awe-inspiring manner: "Girls, eat these things less, or you will have red pimples on your face. "

Xiaobai was right when she thought about it, and only then drank the porridge, but in a blink of an eye, she found that the glutinous rice cake was missing.

"Master, you..."

"Uh!"

Fang Xingqi arrived at the school contentedly, today is the last day.

The family members, Ma Su and others were there, and Fang awoke and made a summary after entering.

"Ma Su won the Juren this year, but I don't feel happy."

Fang Xing's opening remarks surprised everyone, knowing that this is a member of Ying Tianfu!

The corners of Ma Su's mouth were smiling, not at all strange.

"Why?" Fang Xing pointed to his head and said: "Because he relied on Confucianism to get the invitation that could enter the officialdom."

At this time, Juren could become an official, and many of them were in high positions when they finally paid the tribute.

"I don't hate Confucianism, after all, I also take advantage of Confucianism."

Fang Xing felt that it was necessary to explain his thoughts and explanations to these students.

"teacher."

At this time, Yao Ping, Qian Ming, Yang Chengyuan, and Lan Binglie appeared at the door.

Fang Xing was a little stunned, then nodded and said, "Come in."

These people probably knew that today was the last day, so they explained the affairs of the Yamen clearly and rushed over.

After they sat down, Fang Xing continued: "Confucianism has a great effect on regulating order and cultivating personal morality, but if you go further, Confucianism will appear to be at a loss."

Zhu Zhanji also came, but instead of coming in, he stood outside with Liang Zhong and listened.

"...So I ask you to be diligent and learn every subject well, whether it's Confucianism, mathematics, physics, chemistry, geography..."

"In short, you must learn these lessons well, and then use them throughout your life."

"But you shouldn't just think about yourself, what I want from you is..."

Fang Xing paused, and said cautiously: "You have to be seeds, be the seeds of new learning, and slowly sow the new learning in every corner of Daming, and let the world know about this world..."

Fang Xing heard the sound of heavy breathing, he nodded to Zhu Zhanji sideways, then punched his fist and said, "To let the world know that they don't understand this world at all!"

"Use physics to tell them that matter is so wonderful; use chemistry to tell them that when many substances change, they can form another form and have different uses; use geography to tell them that Da Ming is just a corner of the world. , We don’t have the right to be complacent, Daming..."

Fang Xing waved his fist again and said: "Da Ming must seize every opportunity, otherwise in the far west, those white skinned guys will suffocate us sooner or later..."

When the white people occupy South Asia and Southeast Asia, Daming will be sealed off on this land. It feels no different from suffocation!

"I really want to be a student of Mr. Fang!"

Jia Quan sighed that he knew a little bit about what Fang Xing taught his students, so he simply ignored the so-called "miscellaneous" criticism from the outside world.

Zhu Zhanji felt Fang Xing's eagerness, but he knew that Fang Xing had some doubts about the large-scale promotion of new learning in Yongle Dynasty, because the time was not ripe.

"..."

After handing over the class to Ma Su, Fang woke up and smiled: "The palace has a lot of affairs recently, why are you free?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said: "My father learned about Dehua's memorial yesterday, and it was very rewarding. Not only does this let the younger brother send something, it's better than Zhengdan."

Zhengdan was the next New Year's Day, and Fang Xing accepted it unceremoniously after hearing this~www.NovelMTL.com~ and sent it back.

"Brother Dehua, what are your plans next year?"

Zhu Zhanji asked before leaving.

There will probably be no war next year, and Fang Xing has no specific position, so he has a lot of time.

Fang Xing listened to the voice of Ma Su teaching inside, and said relaxedly: "Next year I am going to open a college in Fangjiazhuang, and accept more students."

Zhu Zhanji's heart was shocked, only then did he know why Fang Xing said that just now.

"Da Ming has such a large population, and there are not many people willing to learn my knowledge. Don't worry."

Fang Xing knew what Zhu Zhanji was worried about, so he smiled.

Not to mention how many people are willing to send their children to Fangjiazhuang, if Fang Xing really recruits hundreds of people, it is estimated that it will soon become the focus of Jinling.

"I'm very patient." Fang Xing smiled slightly.

But some people have lost patience!

"Master, then Li Maofang scolds you at home!"

Fang Xing was startled, he didn't pay attention to the flogging of Li Maofang ordered by Zhu Di, and he didn't know what Li Maofang was in.

The small knife said angrily: "Someone sold the news to the little one, saying that it was Li Maofang's domestic slave who came out and mentioned it."

Made! Does that guy really want to die?

"What did you scold?"

Fang Xing asked,

The knife said embarrassingly: "If you scold the master, you are a fortunate one, saying that the master will be fame, and sooner or later you will be disgusted by the grandson, and that the master is not good for you, so you don't even have a concubine."

Fang Xing was so angry at first, but at the end he laughed.

"Little concubine? Don't I have Xiaobai, your master?" Fang Xing felt that if he found another concubine, the family might start a secret battle.

However, Fang Xing didn't let Li Maofang's plan go.

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