Chapter 108: The Impact of the News

Back at Fangjiazhuang, the little Princess Wanwan was unhappy because she couldn't find Fang Xing, even her little friend Da Niu couldn't make her happy.

"Fang Xing."

Seeing Fang waking up, Wanwan rushed over, scaring Liang Zhong and a few attendants almost to a heart stop.

Fang Xing caught Wanwan, hugged her with a smile, and asked, "Is the little princess hungry?"

Wanwan seems to have improved her physical fitness a lot, so she breathed calmly and said, "No, I just want to... go see the fish."

"Look at the fish? Isn't the fish in the pool?"

Fang Xing was a little puzzled, but Wanwan pointed outside, signaling that she wanted to see the fish kept in the pond.

The fish in the pond can't be kept for long, and they have to be put into the rice fields. And those children are also hurrying to feed the fish, making the bugs in Fangjiazhuang a rare species.

Seeing Fang Xing coming over with Wanwan in his arms, the brats all boasted how many bugs they caught today to feed the fish.

After watching the fish, Fang Xing went to the study, he had to continue teaching!

Ma Su was a little curious about the military camp, but at present he had a heavy task. When Fang Xing had to go to the military camp in the morning, he had to take Fang Xing's place to teach those students.

And Liu Pu is not interested at all, his father used to be the commander of the Shenji Camp, and he himself was tired of playing with guns in it.

Fang Xing taught mathematics today, but Liu Pu still didn't understand most of it, so he had to ask Ma Su for advice after class.

When Fang Xing brought the little princess to the backyard, the lunch was all set. Facing the waiting of his wives and concubines, he couldn't help sighing: "Sure enough, the days before are still comfortable!"

Zhang Shuhui hurriedly persuaded: "You can't say that, you are still doing well. In the past, my father and elder brother couldn't be called home. They didn't see anyone for a year or so."

Xiaobai also nodded and said: "Master, you just went out for a morning, and you can even come back for lunch, which is easier than the farmers!"

After being told by them, Fang Xing also felt that his previous life was too loose.

After eating, as soon as Fang Xing went out, he was stopped by four students who were officials.

Yao Ping asked with burning eyes: "Teacher, after studying this period of time, I feel that the subject of arithmetic is really endless! But in practical application, we always feel a little cramped, so we ask the teacher for some pointers. "

Several other people also hurriedly nodded and said yes.

Fang Xing pondered for a while, picked up a small stone on the ground, squatted down and began to draw lines.

"Let me give you an example. You see, a horizontal line and a vertical line. For example, if you manage a warehouse, you can use this rectangular coordinate."

The four students squatted on the ground, watching Fang Xing draw a rectangular coordinate with concentration.

"Look here, the establishment time can be divided into equal parts below, and the time can be daily, monthly, or yearly."

"As for the above, you can list the units of quantity. For example, an equal division is a hundred catties, or a thousand catties. Just record it like this, and then we use lines to connect the things that come in and out of each time unit... "

Fang Xing drew a simple thing, connected it with lines, and finally said with a smile: "Isn't this very intuitive? Hang such a thing in your department, and you can know the movement and abnormality of the material every day. , wouldn’t it be better than looking for it in the pile of old papers and calculating it?”

"Oh! It turns out there are such usages!"

When Ma Su and Liu Pu came out, they saw the four of them squatting on the ground, playing with mud like children, and immediately smiled.

But when they saw the rough thing on the ground, both of them recorded it like a treasure.

And this graph has been first applied to the military camp.

"The daily training volume, as well as the daily material consumption, should be made into a table or a graph like this."

Fang Xing explained to Xin Lao Qi.

"It seems that I can't practice today."

Seeing that the soldiers were building wooden houses, Fang Xing shook his head and said, "It should be simple, as long as it can keep warm."

The winter in the south should not be underestimated, it is bitingly cold, Fang Xing has already experienced this in his previous life.

"There is still one."

Fang Xing called Dong Pi, and explained: "Each hundred households will be reduced to one hundred people, and a hundred people will be drawn out for me, and I will train alone."

Fang Xing, who was short of people, was going to organize a small army, which was specially built to be the kind of scouts similar to the later generations.

Just as Fang Xing was preparing for this yet-to-be-formed Thousand Households Office, the British government also found out about it.

The old lady sat at the top, and the two daughters-in-law below were flattering.

Seeing that the atmosphere was good, the eldest lady took a chance and said with a smile: "Mother, you don't know, our second son-in-law has joined the army."

The second lady frowned, and then heard the old lady say: "But it's true? Didn't that child study well? Why didn't he go for the imperial examination?"

The eldest lady smiled secretly, and then said: "It's interesting to say, I heard that the second son-in-law entered the military camp with a white body. Just thinking that he has no power to restrain a chicken, my wife is a little worried about sister Hui."

"really?"

Seeing the worried expression on the mother-in-law's face, the second lady hurriedly persuaded: "Mother, don't worry, I heard that this matter is the order of His Majesty himself, I think my brother-in-law is just training soldiers."

"Training?"

There was a sneer on Da Furen's face: "But how did I hear that he went to the Ministry of War to make a fuss in the morning? If it weren't for the face of our government, he would have been beaten out with a stick!"

The second lady smiled and said: "Oh! I don't understand what my sister said. Our brother-in-law is not only the son-in-law of our family, but also the teacher of the emperor's grandson. Is it the teacher of the emperor's grandson? Can't you go to the Ministry of War to make a fuss?"

The old lady watched the two daughter-in-laws fighting secretly from above, but she sighed slightly in her heart.

The eldest lady still calls Fang Xing the second son-in-law, but the second lady has already changed her name to brother-in-law. This is a contradiction!

"alright!"

The old lady yelled softly: "This matter is not something that we women can intervene in. Fuer is here!"

And Zhang Fu, who was far away in Jiaozhi, had already learned about this, he smiled to his staff and said, "Could it be that your majesty wants His Royal Highness Taisun to step in and form a three-legged confrontation?"

Although he was smiling, Zhang Fu felt a little worried. He was worried that the emperor would lose his head in the fight between his sons, and that Fang Xing would be cannon fodder if he was caught in the middle.

The staff inquired and said, "My lord, how dare I ask that Fang Xing's relationship with the palace?"

Zhang Fu squinted at him, knowing that this question was just the beginning, he said: "The grandson is studying with him, and your majesty is... probably watching with cold eyes!"

As for Fang Xing's ability, even Zhang Fu didn't know about it, he only remembered the introduction when he was choosing a husband for his concubine sister.

"That's a genius. He has no famous teachers and connections, but he was admitted as a scholar at such a young age. It is said that he will go to the Juren examination next year..."

"Genius? But what the royal family despises the most is genius!"

Since ancient times, it is better to be an official as soon as possible, but such a thing as Ganluo's twelve prime ministers can only be heard, and a mature political system will not allow a second Ganluo to appear again.

"It's a blessing in disguise!"

The sky of Cochin is still full of clouds, and groups of short Cochin people are quietly approaching in the jungle.