Zhu Di's decision made Jin Zhong and Xia Yuanji receive the imperial edict, so everyone in the capital was shocked.

"Teacher, even the soldiers were a little frightened. Maybe they didn't know what they could do when they went back. But they were all looking forward to it. After retirement, at least their descendants would not have to join the army."

Ma Su smiled and said, "Mr. Xia asked his disciple to come up with an idea, so the disciple said something randomly. He is looking for a reason."

"He wanted to drag me into the water, otherwise he would be in a loss."

Fang Xing said: "They are all old foxes. Why did Xia Yuanji strongly agree to the reform of military households? It was just to tax the land."

Once those sergeants who specialize in farming retired, they can actually be resettled by the land, but what Xia Yuanji thought was to place them on the new land.

"Those are all cooked rice, and they are just about to sell them casually. There are taxes available every year. Xia Yuanji's abacus is a joke, and the Ministry of Revenue can increase its income inside and outside."

"He is testing his attitude as a teacher. If you would rather be punished than say it, he would just laugh it off."

The weather got colder, so the family woke up and started to winter.

Potato was full of energy and was running desperately with a small windmill in the yard.

Ping'an pulled the door frame and wanted to go out with great pleasure.

Fang Xing and Ma Su were walking in the yard, passing by Potato from time to time.

"Jin Zhong is even easier to understand. Once the military household registration system is changed, the rights of the Ministry of War will be greatly increased, while the rights of the Governor's Office and the generals below are shrinking. This is both pros and cons, and the key is to depend on the person."

Ping An climbed out with difficulty, and wanted to go down the steps staggeredly.

"The Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War will not be happy, so they either stand by or stumbling. So this is what the teacher wants you to practice. If you can't see through those seemingly simple measures, you will be buried by someone at any time."

At this time, Ping An began to go down the steps. After a few tests, he actually squatted down, then went down with one foot first, stood firmly and moved the other foot. Although the speed was slow, it was very stable, making it useless for Madam Deng who had been staring at the door.

Tudou happened to run over, and when he saw it, he met him and led Ping An down the steps.

Fang Xing smiled when he saw it, feeling that such a life was so comfortable.

Ma Su was also a little jealous, but Zhao was still young and had to wait for a year or two.

"Teacher, I have seen it clearly. If you are simply doing things in the officialdom, you should not think about it. You must not lack vision and methods. You must even think about the way of doing things, otherwise you will sooner or later be bleeding."

"That's the case, but don't complain."

After peace came down, he stumbled and ran toward this side, and potatoes were protecting them seriously.

"I have said this many times that people who simply do things have been misled by others. And you only do things and don't know how to lead subordinates? How to communicate with others?"

Fang Xing's point of view made Ma Su feel a little confused, "Teacher, my disciple thinks that what the Ming Dynasty lacks is doing things."

"Yes, no one denies this."

Fang Xing ran Ping An who ran in front of him, feeling that he was as cute as a bloated penguin, so he kissed him and said:

"If you just do things, do things. If you want to be motivated, then you must learn to swim in the officialdom, otherwise you will be drowned sooner or later."

"Teacher, Jubaoshanwei is also within the pilot scope, and the disciples don't think they understand very much."

"It's not that you don't understand, but you don't dare to understand."

Fang Xing signaled Ma Su to come with him, and the two of them sat on the stone bench.

"Are you worried that Your Majesty has an opinion on being a teacher?"

Fang Xing asked with a smile, and Ma Su said embarrassedly: "Yes, the Ming Dynasty is now at peace between the north and the south, and my disciples are worried that Your Majesty will... unload the grind and kill the donkey."

"Others can do it, but your Majesty can't do it!"

Fang Xing said firmly: "Your Majesty is the hero, do you understand? The hero is thinking about progress, and weakening himself is what the former Song Dynasty did."

...

"Shang'er, hurry up, otherwise the place will be occupied."

Du Hailin pulled the car and his face turned red. On the one hand, he was embarrassed, and on the other hand, he had not done much physical work, so he could not withstand it after a while.

Duchamp pushes the cart behind, and has to stare at the things on the car to not fall off.

"Dad, I tried hard."

When the father and son arrived outside the big market, they were already sore in their waists and legs, and they only had to breathe, so they realized that Ximei had suffered in recent years.

"Dad, they didn't take up our territory!"

Big trees have been transplanted outside the big market, and the empty space in the middle is full of stalls. The strangest thing is that the best location in front is empty.

Seeing the father and son's appearance, a big man shouted, "Where is Ximei? This position is Ximei. If you dare to take it, be careful to be caught in the yamen."

A woman also laughed and said, "That Ximei married to Boye's house, who dares to occupy her place?"

Du Hailin pushed the car into the empty space with a stiff expression, opened the tarpaulin, and the familiar set of furniture made those people open their mouths.

"Are you Ximei's family?"

Du Hailin nodded embarrassedly, but Du Shang raised his head and said, "Yes, that's my sister."

The big man came over and asked, "Didn't your sister say... are you scholars? Why did you come to set up a stall? Don't you feel embarrassed?"

Du Shang said with a sarcasm: "Scholars also have to eat! Can you suck the wind and drink dew if you don't work?"

The big man said in surprise: "Tsk! Those scholars shaking their heads all day long, not to mention setting up stalls, they feel embarrassing even if they take something. Your house is fresh."

Duchamp brought up the bowl of the dish and said, "That's a corrupt scholar. Isn't it? Do you know? The unity of knowledge and action is the scholar, otherwise... uh!"

Du Shang said happily, but Du Hailin glared at him.

The unity of knowledge and action was proposed by Fang Xing. If it was spread, Duchamp's future imperial examination road would be difficult.

However, Du Hailin's expression eased immediately, because he thought that even if he didn't say it, it would be true that Ximei married the Fang family. If the examiner was narrow-minded, it would be enough to depose Du Shang with this.

The father and son set up the stall and soon attracted a wave of customers.

"This is the spring roll from Ximei's family, right?"

"Yes! It's my family, that's my sister."

"Is the smell still there? Don't fool people!"

"Here, my sister taught me step by step, would there be any mistakes?"

"Quick, I have to go into the market to do business!"

"That's good!"

Even though I have practiced with towels countless times at home, Du Hailin is still in a hurry and the guests are about to have an attack for the first time.

"Dad, I'll do it."

Duchamp was worried about affecting the business, so he snatched the task of wrapping spring rolls.

As soon as Du Shang started, his movements seemed relaxed. He wrapped the spring rolls one by one, and Du Hailin was helpless to collect the money.

After this wave of work, Du Shang said proudly: "Dad, I practiced in the quilt for a long time last night!"

"Good boy!"

Du Hailin beat his waist and suddenly felt that he was useless.

The big man saw that Duchamp was doing well and asked in disappointment: "Then your sister is going to marry?"
Chapter completed!