Wang Jinyuan is now learning his lesson.

Everything the young master told me is a huge matter, so I have to do it quickly.

He collected the drawings and went to do his own business without saying a word.

Fang Jifan stretched.

Counting silver is also a very painful thing.

When a new property opened, it was almost ten thousand taels of gold. Later, I was too lazy to count. It was too tiring and terrible.

If you have this time, it’s better to go to bed more, as this is something that will never be exchanged for.

As for the explained drawings, well... wait until they make them... let's talk about it!

Fang Jifan believed that these craftsmen would definitely exude infinite creativity with the guidance of drawings.

Fang Jifan is such a person. He is always willing to trust others, and those he believes in can often create miracles for this.

It is precisely because there will always be countless surprises in life.

...

As Fang Jifan said.

Almost the main craftsmen of each workshop are now beginning to think carefully about a drawing.

Being a master-level figure in a workshop is naturally experienced and extraordinary.

Their lives are extremely comfortable. After a year, they get at least hundreds of taels of silver. When they arrive at the workshop, all craftsmen and apprentices will treat themselves as fathers.

Looking at the drawings, Liu Jiangshi narrowed his eyes, but couldn't help but say, "Things with such high-precision are not easy to produce, even at the moment..."

He said this.

Wang Jinyuan looked at him with a creepy face.

Liu Jiangshi felt a stern and screamed: "Please rest assured Wang Dongjia, please rest assured by the commander. The villain must try his best to overcome the current difficulties."

Other craftsmen nodded one after another.

Wang Jinyuan smiled with his hands behind his back, "Don't be afraid, the lieutenant may be joking. You know, he likes to joke, he should value you. Just do your best. We in the Ming Dynasty have a place where the king's law is. Look at you all have bitter faces, what does it mean? What does it mean? Our lieutenant is so terrible?"

"Not scary, not scary." Everyone shook their heads: "We are not afraid of Commander Fang."

"That's it, do it well."

Wang Jinyuan left with his hands behind his back.

He also has to sell his house. Moreover, like Fang Jifan, he also believes that these craftsmen will resolutely overcome all difficulties. No matter what problems they create, they will scrape their stomachs and will definitely come up with solutions.

This... is such a group of cute people.

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After a few days, housing prices gradually began to rise, and most people began to take this reassurance pill and began to become unscrupulous.

Even those who were hesitant before began to flock in after experiencing the latest price of 13,000 taels.

In a few more days, it was Emperor Hongzhi's birthday. Fang Jifan did not dare to neglect and was preparing gifts.

In the West Mountain, Fang Zhengqing has already started to learn to walk. Behind him, he will always follow an old nanny, while Fang Zhengqing is holding a small car with wheels and learning to walk with interest.

But compared to Fang Zhengqing, Zhu Zaimo was much more miserable. Early in the morning, he was very scared by his father.

Zhu Houzhao took him, who was less than three years old, to go... ride a horse.

Zhu Houzhao fixed him on the horse's back, and then sat behind himself, raised his whip and snapped, and the frightened horse immediately spread its hooves and began to run wildly.

Zhu Zaimo's face turned green and screamed on the horse's back and burst into tears. But no matter how he cried, he was still speeding up immediately. It was so terrible, so terrible, so terrible... He continued to cry, but no one paid attention to him. In the end, he seemed to accept the reality and widened his eyes, his pupils continued to shrink.

Finally, the horse stopped. Zhu Houzhao dismounted first, then untied the rope that fixed Zhu Zaimo and carried him down. He couldn't help but kiss him left and right, and praised him, "Good son, he has the style of being a father. Seeing you like this, I am relieved, okay, go and play, let that boy Liu Jie teach you how to study you."

Zhu Zaimo got off the ground and felt that the ground was soft and frivolous. He walked up and swayed, like a limp duck.

He spoke bitterly, tears thrust out from his eyes, but he was red, but he didn't cry. He led a eunuch to find Fang Jifan and plunged into Fang Jifan's arms: "Hello uncle, hello uncle!"

Fang Jifan couldn't help but touch his head lovingly. He was such a good boy. This child had an indescribable feeling when he was kissing him.

So he gently stroked his head.

I have nothing to do today: "Come on, I will teach you something today."

Zhu Zaimo nodded.

Fang Jifan led him to the study, and there were a wide variety of books in it.

Fang Jifan had already prepared a set of comic strips and turned them to him page by page: "Look, this is Jiaozhi. Jiaozhi people wear hats on their heads..."

Zhu Zaimo opened his eyes wide and looked very seriously.

He cherishes any days without being tossed. He looked at the people in various outfits in the picture and pointed to the map beside him: "Where is this?"

"This is Franchise." Fang Jifan said: "Specifically, this is called the English country."

Zhu Zaimo couldn't help but say, "Where is the English country?"

Fang Jifan said patiently: "Anyway, it's very far."

Zhu Zaimo couldn't help but say, "Aren't they my vassals of the Ming Dynasty?"

Fang Jifan shook his head: "No."

"Why are they not vassals?" Zhu Zaimo said curiously: "Master Liu said that all over the world is the king's land, they have broken the rules."

“…”

Zhu Zaimo then became dejected: "Uncle, I'm very worried."

"What?" Fang Jifan was a little confused.

Zhu Zaimo looked left and right: "My father is not as good as a king... They all said, I... I will be the emperor in the future, but I think... I think, by the time I grow up, my father will become the king of the destruction of the country."

"..." Fang Jifan couldn't help but say, "Who heard of this?"

Zhu Zaimo had a tense face and tried to recall it for a long time: "I thought it myself."

"..." The surname Zhu is indeed very fucking cheating. No wonder Zhu Zaimo is so brainy.

Fang Jifan sighed: "The matter is not that serious."

Zhu Zaimo smiled and grabbed Fang Jifan's hand with both hands: "But uncle, I'm more worried now. The day before yesterday, Master Liu took me to play on the other side of the river and met a friend who was the same as me... His name is... Gouzi, he is so pitiful, dirty, smelly, with coal ash on his face. He said that his father was mining on the mountain... I saw his sweater being torn."

Zhu Zaimo frowned and his little nose frowned: "Why can't he wear new clothes like me, and he has something delicious every day?"

"..." Fang Jifan couldn't answer.

Zhu Zaimo sighed: "I heard from Master Wang that it was the emperor who was the son of heaven. Then I... should be the great-grandson of heaven. But I was thinking again that if the ancestors were also the sons of heaven, then the ancestors and the emperor were both sons of heaven. Are they both brothers? But it is not right. The emperor always called the ancestors of the ancestors."

Fang Jifan began to tilt his neck. Yes, why didn't he expect it? He frowned and lowered his head to ponder.

Zhu Zaimo said: "There is also that dog. He is the son of a miner. He told me that he will be a miner in the future. I was thinking, good uncle, a miner must be boring. Why do he still think about being a miner?"

"Because..." Fang Jifan was speechless again.

Zhu Zaimo said dejectedly: "No one who has grown up has figured out these principles, but everyone thinks they understand everything. Are these problems difficult?"

Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Zaimo deeply and closed the comic strip. It seemed that this comic strip was no longer suitable for Zhu Zaimo to see. Fang Jifan hugged him on his knees: "Because the reason is very simple, everyone knows that there are many problems here, but those who think will ignore them."

"Why?" Zhu Zaimo looked curious.

Fang Jifan thought for a while: "Because only those who ignore these and who can ask these questions will feel at ease."

Zhu Zaimo seemed to understand, and he frowned: "If my father was a miner, I wouldn't naturally pursue these answers, because I have no time to think about it?"

Fang Jifan nodded.

Zhu Zaimo said again: "But because I am Longsun, although I am very bored every day, I can study, and countless questions arise, but I shouldn't think about these questions because they should have nothing to do with me."

Zhu Zaimo was stuttering when speaking, but his structure was very clear.

"That's right." Fang Jifan thought for a while: "The so-called gentleman works hard, and villains work hard. Therefore, those who work hard govern others, and those who work hard govern others."

Zhu Zaimo frowned and said, "Are they willing to do this?"

Fang Jifan: "..."

"I think I'm unwilling to do so." Zhu Zaimo said: "So, the so-called governance of people is actually to make them surrender, and use all means, just like a father raising horses. If they don't obey, they will whip them. If they are willing to obey, they will feed them more horse materials. But there are too many horses, so they need to find some horse shepherds to help. Oh, I understand, it turns out that... this is the emperor's mind that good uncle and Master Liu often talk about... You have gone through such a big bend, but what you originally wanted to say is the cruelest thing in the world."

"This..." Fang Jifan no longer wanted to bother with this naughty child: "Is the emperor hungry?"

Zhu Zaimo frowned: "This is also the emperor's mind. Being a good uncle can no longer answer questions. To deal with smart and questioning people, you can use food to block his mouth. This is called Zhao'an!"

"..." Fang Jifan thought about it and admitted generously.

Zhu Zaimo, like a little adult, held his hands behind his back and said, "Okay, I will accept the reunion now. I want to eat Master Wen's eight treasure soup, so I must add sugar!"

“It’s not good to eat sugar.”

"Then I won't accept the reunion..."

"Eat!" Your uncle!

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Chapter completed!