"Disband!"
When Fang woke up and spoke of dissolution, the ten people ran out of the main court like Amnesty.
"Brother Dehua, are you training servants?"
Zhang Taishun's clothes are still so luxurious, but his face is dusty. It seems that he has been on his way recently.
Fang woke up and sighed, "I've met some things recently. I think my life is a little dangerous. I'll just practice a few people myself. At least I can guard the house or something."
Zhang Taishun's eyebrows jumped and said in surprise, "brother Dehua, can you still train?"
Those who know how to train soldiers these days are all noble men with a profound family tradition, and the secret of those training soldiers is their foundation. They value their children rather than their daughter-in-law.
So Zhang Taishun thinks Fang Xing is a little whimsical, but it's hard for him to persuade. Let's take power as a game.
"Taishun, why did you come back so early?"
After entering the study, the servant girl offered fragrant tea. Fang woke up and rubbed her forehead and asked.
As soon as Zhang Taishun sniffed, he knew that he woke up and drank at noon, and he still drank that kind of good wine.
But thinking of his own experience, Zhang Taishun's face darkened and said, "my uncle doesn't accept my grandfather's distribution. He thinks my father doesn't deserve to take over the family business. It's been a lot of trouble these days!"
Fang woke up and drank tea. He felt that this kind of housework was the most difficult to break. He could only comfort him and said, "how to divide the family property is the matter of the elders. You are a child's family. Study honestly and don't get involved."
Probably feeling that this was not persuasive enough, Fang woke up and encouraged him, "a good man doesn't eat separate meals. Taishun, if you don't have a place to go in the future, come to fangjiazhuang. If I have a meal, I won't be hungry."
This is very sincere. Of course, it is based on Zhang Taishun's ignorance that Fang Xing has a huge amount of materials.
Zhang Taishun was obviously moved. He lowered his head and said in a low voice: "brother Dehua, I will stay in Shuntian mansion in the near future. Please take brother Dehua in."
Fang woke up and sighed, patted Zhang Taishun on the shoulder and said, "you boy, it's just a family contradiction. Then stay."
"Xiaobai, tell Mrs. Shao to clean up some rooms in the front yard and let Taishun stay."
Xiaobai outside responded. Fang woke up and went inside while nagging. When he came out again, he already had a set of bedding, two plastic basins and washing utensils in his hand.
"Brother Dehua..."
Seeing Fang Xing's mother explaining the functions of these things, Zhang Taishun felt his eyes sour.
"What are you crying for!"
Fang woke up and couldn't see that the man was weak. He said, "your grandfather hasn't died yet. Your uncle can't be in charge of the family. As long as your father behaves better, no one can take away the family business!"
According to the current law, the eldest son will generally inherit more than half of the family property, and the second son can only receive his share, and then set up his own house.
Zhang Taishun took the bedding and went to the front yard in a hurry.
After waiting for a while, Xiaobai came in laughing all the way, walked behind Fang Xing and talked about Zhang Taishun's embarrassment.
"Young master, Zhang Taishun can't even make a bed. He makes his bed like a chicken nest."
Fang woke up and felt the softness behind his head. He couldn't help feeling a little ready to move. However, thinking of Xiaobai's age, he finally had to count his fingers and wait for dark.
In the evening, naturally, the banquet was opened, and a screen was divided into two tables for men and women.
Drinking the good wine he had never drunk, even Ma Su wrote a poem with great interest, which attracted Zhang Taishun's applause.
"What do you think, teacher?"
Ma Su's age was just when he needed adult encouragement, so Fang woke up and praised him casually. Then he said, "poetry is a path after all. Just play with it and don't miss it."
Masu got up and bowed down to be taught.
"Yes, disciples should pay attention to scriptures and righteousness."
Zhang Taishun thought Fang Xing was too strict, but he didn't expect Fang Xing's next words to make him even more confused.
"Jingyi?"
Fang Xing said thoughtfully, "that thing is just a stepping stone. It's enough to grasp the key of scientific research."
Zhang Taishun's eyebrows gradually wrinkled. After drinking the wine, he asked through the wine: "brother Dehua, don't you value Scripture?"
Even the prince has to learn scriptures these days! What's more, countless scholars regard the four books and five classics as the supreme principle. A saint's sentence can't be broken and crumpled to attach and understand.
But Fang Xing actually regarded Jingyi as a paper to wipe his ass and threw it away once. If this word gets out, Fang xingjubi will become the mortal enemy of scholars.
Fang Xing said faintly, "what can Jingyi do? Can he govern the country? Or can he cure diseases!"
Although Ma Su knew that his teacher was a little deviant, he didn't expect that he was disgusted with Confucianism to this extent.
Zhang Taishun smiled bitterly. He lowered his eyes and said, "brother Dehua, dare you ask... What do you think of Confucianism?"
"Confucianism?"
Fang Xing was so drunk that he began to scold Fang Qiu by drinking.
"Confucianism is helpful for the unification of China. Under the influence of Confucianism, stability is everyone's choice. As long as they can live and hope to live, the people will not make trouble. Therefore, this is also an important reason why China will be united for a long time."
Without the spirit of resistance, this is the national state under Confucianism.
"Isn't that good?"
Zhang Taishun poured wine for Fang Xing, and then asked with bright eyes.
"Good thing? Ha ha!"
Fang woke up to a toast, and then said, "Confucianism is good for unification and rulers. But under the repeated misinterpretation of later generations, it castrates the nation's enterprising spirit. Is this also a good thing?"
Then Fang Xing pointed to Zhang Taishun and said with a smile, "you and I are all vested interests. I shouldn't speak ill of Confucianism, but you know? If this goes on, the cycle of chaos will continue until foreigners drive ships and break the backbone of the nation with cannons, and China will never recover!"
Fang Xing squinted and sighed. He seemed to see the strong ships and cannons of foreign people later, and opened the door of the big country with shells. The purpose was just because they thought the trade deficit was too large and wanted to use crow * pieces to offset the deficit.
At that time, the queen of England was still worried that she could not beat the giant. Who knew that the big guy was a paper tiger and broke it with a poke. As a result, the great powers saw it, so they all came to the door to share a share.
"Better give to friends than to domestic slaves! Ha ha!"
Fang Xing's face showed a sarcastic color and said like an angry youth: "there are no rulers in the world for thousands of generations. Just say that we Daming, believe it or not, we can't last 300 years, and we have to collapse in the midst of domestic and foreign troubles! Then..."
"Brother Dehua, you drink too much!"
Zhang Taishun got up, looked at Ma Su and Xin Laoqi outside, and shouted, "if anyone dares to spread it today, I'll kill his nine families!"