Chapter 629 Fang Xue’s Disciples Are Horrified

Yang Tiantian is sixteen years old this year. His parents are present at home, and he has a lovely younger sister.

"Tiantian, father is going to farm today, you should study at home, or go to Mr. Li's to attend lectures."

Yang Dahan said with a smile, seeing that the three books were well protected, he said: "Last time when Dad bought those two books in the bookstore, he gave ten extra copper coins. Fortunately, the boss was kind, so Tiantian Ah, you have to study hard, next time Xinghe Bo publishes a book, Dad will buy it for you."

Yang Tiantian looked at his father's black face, felt sore, got up and said, "Father, my son wants to find something to do."

Yang Da was stunned and said: "Why, don't you want to learn?"

Yang Tiantian raised his eyebrows and said: "Father, Xing and Uncle said that knowledge and action should be united. The child only learns but doesn't practice. This is a nerd and is useless to the country and the family."

Speaking of this, Yang Tiantian opened the second volume of mathematics, and there was a line of characters in Fang Xing's own handwriting: Knowledge and action are one.

Yang Dahan smiled and said: "Okay, Dad doesn't understand these things, but what the old man Xing and Uncle said must be right, you just go, don't worry about family affairs."

After Yang Da went out, an eight or nine-year-old girl came over on tiptoe: "Brother, what are you teaching me today?"

Women study, especially in the countryside. It is a bit scary to say this.

Yang Tiantian pulled his sister over and said, "Huahua, you have read a lot of words, and my elder brother will teach you some simple mathematics."

The next day, Yang Tiantian entered Jinling City with a burden on his back.

It was not the first time for Yang Tiantian to enter Jinling City. He had followed his father Yang Da to Jinling City to sell mountain goods during the New Year's Eve, so he was not a stranger.

He entered the city through the Jubao Gate, and before entering the city, he took a look at Jubao Mountain, feeling itchy in his heart. But thinking that he was the only male in the family, he sighed regretfully.

In the afternoon, Yang Tiantian sat down in front of a closed shop, took out rice balls, and ate with water.

After a simple lunch, Yang Tiantian walked down the street and asked them one by one.

"Shopkeeper, do you want an accountant?"

"don't want!"

"Shopkeeper, do you want an accountant?"

"don't want……"

"..."

After more than an hour, Yang Tiantian found nothing. He stood outside the door of No. 1 Fresh, looking in bewilderment at Fang Shiyi inside who was making calculations skillfully.

After Fang Shiyi finished the calculation, he put away the account book with satisfaction, and planned to show it to Zhang Shuhui today.

"Are the guests here for dinner?"

The man saw Yang Tiantian at the door and asked with a smile.

Yang Tiantian shook his head and said embarrassingly: "The boy has no money, he is just looking for work."

Fang Shiyi was pinching his own tiger's mouth, when he heard the words, he came over and said, "The little brother is here to find a job? But the number one freshman is enough, why don't you go look elsewhere."

Yang Tiantian nodded dejectedly, and was about to go out when Fang Shishi saw that the child was pitiful, so he asked, "What kind of work do you want?"

Yang Tiantian scratched his head and said, "Brother, I have learned the mathematics of Xing Hebo, and I will be asked to go to any house in the village who needs to settle accounts and write letters."

"Oh! That's a bit of talent."

Fang Shiyi smiled and said: "In this case,

I remember that Yan's pharmacy needs an accountant, you can try it, just turn right in front. "

"Thank you brother."

Yang Tiantian was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly expressed his thanks.

Fang Shiyi guessed that this kid didn't know who the boss of No. 1 Fresh was, but since he was Fang Xue's student, he definitely wanted to give some pointers.

"Since you have learned Fang Xue by yourself, you should know that learning Fang Xue does not necessarily require you to be an accountant, but to draw inferences from one instance to another. Can people who have studied mathematics not do other things? For example, do it yourself Isn't it easier to make money than others in small businesses?"

There are many vivid and practical exercises in Fang Xue's textbooks. After mastering them, it is much easier to do things than others, and you can analyze them.

Yang Tiantian said gratefully: "Boy knows, it's just that I want to find a job that can be used to learn, and then integrate knowledge and action as Xing and Bo said. As for the future, I will definitely plan slowly."

"He's a nice kid!"

When Fang Shiyi sent the account book back in the afternoon, he mentioned this matter to Fang Xing.

Before Fang Xing could speak, Xie Jin was terrified: "Dehua, did you foresee this scene long ago?"

Xie Jin couldn't help but be surprised, if it goes on like this, will he still have it in the future?

After Fang Shiyi left, Xie Jin closed the door of the study, turned around and asked seriously, "Dehua, what are you trying to do?"

Fang Xing said in surprise: "Mr. Xie, I didn't do anything!"

"What didn't you do?"

Xie Jin sneered and said: "The old man said, why are you willing to sell books with money, it turns out that you have a big plan!"

Fang Xing said innocently: "Mr. Xie, I don't have so many schemes, but I just want the people of Daming to learn something, at least not to be blind. How come the scheme is so big?"

Xie Jin's eyes were a little more cautious: "After all, there are only a few people who can study in the Ming Dynasty, but you have found another way to start from the poor family. Use cheap to compete with Confucianism for children, and use practicality to lure those poor children. If you give me ten years Confucianism is in danger!"

Fang Xing glanced outside the door, and then said: "Mr. Xie thinks this is a good thing or a bad thing?"

Xie Jin was surprised, he thought Fang Xing would not admit it.

"It's a mixture of good and bad. Your method is based on practicality and the direction of studying all things, while Confucianism..."

Xie Jin smiled wryly and said: "Confucianism only seeks xinxing, how is this so different from Buddhism and Taoism!"

Xie Jin was swearing, and Fang Xing couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Xie, what was useful a thousand years ago? Isn't it just farming and ironing, and adding some handicrafts? Naturally, Confucius didn't like it, so he established a system from a strategic height. , but this system is too metaphysical and ungrounded!"

"Down to earth?"

Xie Jin was confused, so Fang Xing explained: "It's just that you don't connect with the people. Didn't you say that people's daily use is knowledge?"

"Yes, I was confused."

Xie Jin said dejectedly: "Are you deliberately exposing that unicorn? All the purpose is to dedicate the Kunlun Collection to His Majesty, and then let His Majesty know how big overseas is and how many resources there are."

Fang Xing didn't answer directly: "If Da Ming wants to establish a command overseas, he must build stronger ships, otherwise a storm will cause the fleet to lose weight. He also needs to build more powerful firearms, so that he can compete with those ships." Overseas foreign races fight, otherwise those white people will use muskets to sweep Ming's swords and guns into the dustbin of history!"

Xie Jin sighed: "You think you don't have enough time, so you start paying attention to Your Majesty?"

Fang Xing shook his head and nodded again: "Grandfather is fine, but..."

"But you can't stay dormant all the time, you don't have the patience to do so, do you?"

Xie Jin stared at Fang Xing with piercing eyes, he felt that this guy was restless. If Daming hadn't had him, it would probably have returned to peace like the former Song Dynasty at this time, and then waited until the country's power declined, and foreigners used sabers to harvest their heads and wealth.

Fang Xing said in embarrassment: "Mr. Xie, I'm just making minor tweaks. If it remains the same, I'm worried that by the time the grandson goes up, some things will already be deeply ingrained."

Xie Jin asked: "Are you worried that the grandson will not be able to control the civil servants and military generals? At that time, your Fang Xue will become the target of public criticism, and you will attack together!"

A fallen leaf floated in from outside the door, withered and yellow and lifeless, Fang Xing said lightly, "Yes!"

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