Other people may make people doubt, but what if they are reversed? Or they may make people doubt.

It’s strange that Fang Jifan’s dog-like thing actually has such a father.

Everyone was laughing, and Liu Jian continued to bow his head, but couldn't help but say, "Look, there are still scholars who wish to go to the Golden Island, who are like crucians crossing the river. From Xishan Academy, to military camp magistrates, to scholars with fame, there are as many as 1,400 scholars, among which there are Jinshi and Juren. This... is really surprising. There are so many scholars in the Ming Dynasty. Do you want to be Zhang Qian and Ban Chao? It is even more reassuring to have these scholars. My Ming Dynasty established a country with Confucianism, and this is the original intention of the saints to make their words."

"Is that true?" Li Dongyang became interested and came over in person. Sure enough...

He nodded: "It's really gratifying. The Han Dynasty opened its borders, and I don't know how many scholars went to the army. The reason why Confucianism was so prosperous and even respected Confucianism was because of the efforts of such Confucian scholars who were determined to do the world?"

Liu Jian was filled with emotion: "Yes, with these aspiring scholars, the Ming Dynasty ranked in China, so there would be no worries."

The three of them were filled with emotion.

In their hearts, they were still the same one. Although that one has been passed down for thousands of years and has been decayed, it seems that new branches have begun to grow. This... is the hope of Confucianism.

However, at this time, Xie Qian was excited: "It's almost autumn. The county is about to wait for the autumn harvest and get out of money and grain to Beijing, but I don't know how much money and grain are like this year. Now, the court has difficulties everywhere, and there are money and grain everywhere, and dozens of millions of households are opening their mouths... Hey, it's difficult."

When it comes to taxation, Li Dongyang felt a headache.

The treasury is in a very bad situation now.

But there is no new source of wealth, but because of the rise and fall of prices, the court has been struggling. There was a huge deficit last year, and this year, the same is true. What about next year?

It's so difficult...

He had no choice but to use an old saying to comfort himself: "Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh food..." He couldn't hear clearly the words afterwards.

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Fang Jinglong left the palace.

Fang Jifan stood outside the Meridian Gate.

The father and son have been separated for a long time. Today we meet. Fang Jifan only saw the familiar figure from afar. When he walked out of the door, he was filled with mixed feelings.

His dad... lives.

Fang Jifan stepped forward quickly and looked at Fang Jinglong.

Afterwards, Fang Jifan did not hesitate and burst out all the overflowing emotions, and went to Fang Jinglong to bow down: "Father..."

If you get to know his mother's brain disease, what's wrong with me? Come on, who dares to prick me now?

Perhaps Fang Jifan had grown up in Fang Jinglong's heart, and his father's voice was completely inconsistent.

Fang Jinglong's eyes were filled with tears: "Okay, okay, okay."

Go forward and help Fang Jifan up.

Fang Jifan had too many things to say in his heart.

In the past, how could the correspondence between letters be as good as today? You can look at each other and listen to the other person's voice in person.

It has been six or seven years since this separation... Fang Jinglong is obviously a little old, but he is still in good spirits.

Fang Jifan was red in his eyes. He was used to being arrogant and domineering. He looked like he was wearing a mask on his face. Now, this mask could no longer support his inner excitement. Fang Jifan kowtowed: "I have seen my father!"

"Get up, get up." Fang Jinglong held Fang Jifan's arm with both hands and looked up and down carefully. When he grew taller, he was still as handsome as the wind and handsome as he was. In this regard, he still looked very much like me.

"Father, you..." Fang Jifan opened his mouth and felt that he had many words to say, and he couldn't speak happily without vomiting.

Fang Jinglong also said at the same time: "Jifan..."

Both of them stopped and looked at each other and smiled. Fang Jifan said, "Father, if you have anything to say, you can say it first."

Fang Jinglong said: "Jifan, Zhengqing, the grandson of his father, where are others? How tall is he? Why didn't he bring him? Hey, I want to die as a father..."

Fang Jifan: "..."

"Jifan, why don't you say anything? What happened? Zhengqing..."

Fang Jifan reluctantly squeezed out his smile: "In Xishan, nursery school!"

West Mountain...

Fang Jifan's body trembled.

But my whole body suddenly became full of vitality, like an eggplant beaten by frost, regaining the second spring.

"Let's go and see Zhengqing, my grandson."

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In the nursery, the growing children began to feed their foals.

For every two people, a horsewoman and a foal were distributed, mostly newborn ponies.

Children need to prepare for them daily forage, and even brush the foals with the help of the horseherd, and even...their feces need to be cleaned.

Zhu Zaimo and Fang Zhengqing are in the same group, and they are taking care of a white foal together.

This little foal has a bad temper and likes to urinate and defecate anywhere.

Zhu Zaimo and Fang Zhengqing were cleaning up the horse manure. Fang Zhengqing whispered and held the small shovel, waving while expressing dissatisfaction.

Zhu Zaimo had something to worry about.

"Cousin, what are you thinking?"

Zhu Zaimo frowned slightly: "The theory of wealth and wealth taught by Mr. yesterday is quite meaningful. Do you understand?"

"I understand a little." Fang Zhengqing said with a smile: "It turns out that merchants are so important."

"No." Zhu Zaimo looked like a young adult. He was much taller and looked very calm.

Although he is young, he is very busy and has to study in the nursery school. The next day, he has to go to Xishan County to handle official duties.

A child over seven years old seems to have begun to have his own understanding of the world.

Children are different from children. Some children are still confused when they reach this age. However, children of the same age have already played a good piano in later generations, speak good foreign languages, or poems, and recited them like a stream.

Zhu Zaimo was idle for almost no day.

This also made him develop an excellent habit like other classmates.

With regular life, daily exercise, sufficient nutrition, and continuous learning, there are always the best people around him. But these people never tell him the real answers, but they always teach him how to solve problems and do things.
Chapter completed!