Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 828 Ten Years of Trees and Hundred Years of People

  Fang Jifan did not doubt the IQ of Zhu, after all, among the emperors surnamed Zhu, all kinds of strange flowers emerged.

  Although they may not have the specialization of the emperor, they have made outstanding contributions in various professional fields.

   IQ is off the charts.

  A three-year-old child was almost at the level of a kindergarten class in the previous life.

  This kind of children are just at the age of half-understanding. Apart from urinating on their trousers, they began to have a little rebellious psychology, but at the same time, they were able to express clearly.

  Zhu Zaimo's question is particularly tricky. The so-called childish speech is not taboo. If someone asks himself so many messy questions, he will have already slapped him with his hot temper.

  Now in this world, Fang Jifan is afraid of two and a half people, one is the emperor, the other is the scum of the world with explosive fighting power, Wang Bushi, and the other half is Zhu Zaimo who has a lot of problems.

   Ask someone to make eight-treasure porridge and put a little sugar.

Zhu Zaimo looked very well-behaved after being ordered to safety. He kept his mouth shut and his small body sat on the bench with his feet dangling in the air. .

  When the eight-treasure porridge was served, he was not polite. After finishing eating with a snort, he wiped his mouth: "Good uncle, I still have a question."

   "Don't ask any more." Fang Jifan stroked his forehead.

  Fang Jifan felt a headache, men are really not suitable for milk babies, the ancients do not deceive me, no, I am an ancient.

   There is a courtyard deep in the West Mountain. It is quiet and surrounded by strict security. It is the residence of the Prince and Fang Jifan in the West Mountain. The two residences here are combined into one, but there is a high wall in the middle.

  It is convenient to visit, but it is not so convenient.

  The people serving inside are mostly eunuchs appointed by the royal family. Fang Jifan came back with Zhu Zaimo on his back, but his mind was full of how to educate Zhu Zaimo.

  Back to the house, an **** had already picked up the emperor and grandson, Zhu Zaimo said reluctantly: "Uncle, will you come to look for me tomorrow?"

  Fang Jifan thought for a while: "I have something to do tomorrow, uncle will sell the house."

  Zhu Zaimo said: "The day after tomorrow."

   "..."

   Seeing Fang Jifan hesitate, Zhu Zaimo said: "What about the future?"

   "Sure, I'll see you then!"

  Zhu Zaimo jumped up and down, and the frightened **** quickly trotted to follow.

  Children of this age are really worrying.

  Fang Jifan returned to the main hall.

   But Zhu Xiurong and Fang Shi were both sitting upright, and the nuns and eunuchs all quit, and there were only two of them, looking at the various comic books and notebooks on the coffee table, fascinated.

  Fang Jifan coughed.

  Zhu Xiurong and Concubine Fang finally realized that Concubine Fang said, "Brother."

  Fang Jifan saluted her: "Crown Princess."

  The two greeted each other, and Concubine Fang smiled: "Then I have to go back, and I can't disturb you."

   Zhu Xiurong was angry and shy: "It's okay to keep it."

   Concubine Fang smiled and said: "This is impossible."

   Then he got up and left slowly.

  Zhu Xiurong couldn't help but said: "She must be laughing at me."

  Fang Jifan sighed: "Laugh when you laugh, there is no one in this world who doesn't get laughed at." After sitting down, Zhu Xiurong got up and poured her tea.

  She has gradually begun to learn to do some housework within her capacity.

  Fang Jifan glanced at the coffee table. These tables are all the parenting manuals he wrote himself after Zhu Zaimo arrived in Xishan these days, or some parenting cards and comic books drawn by others.

  Zhu Xiurong glanced at Fang Jifan, and said with a smile: "I...discussed with the emperor's wife...I have something to tell you."

  Fang Jifan sat upright: "Say what you want, don't care about my feelings."

   "..." Zhu Xiurong was a little speechless.

"It's like this." Zhu Xiurong thought for a while: "Sister-in-law Huang and I were very bored. We looked at your paintings and albums together, and thought in our hearts, why don't we come to take care of the children? In your book, don't you write What... oh, childcare workers, we also recruit some children, let the emperor's sister-in-law and I, according to the things in this childcare album, not only take care of them, but also let them learn some skills, you see... Is it okay? "

   "Ah..." Fang Jifan froze.

  In fact, when Zhu Zaimo came to Xishan, Fang Jifan was full of enthusiasm. He planned to make the emperor a useful person.

   And his own son, Fang Zhengqing, Fang Jifan also placed great expectations.

  This is also the reason why he writes and draws when he has nothing to do, hoping to use this to educate his two children.

   But it turns out that these things are useless.

  The fundamental reason is that Fang Jifan is not only lazy, but also impatient.

   As a result, at the beginning, she was amiable, but when she faced the two little guys, she couldn't hold on for a while, so she couldn't help but roll up her sleeves and look for some handy weapons.

  But... Sister Fang and Xiurong are actually interested.

  Fang Jifan narrowed his eyes: "Nursery? Can you do it?"

Zhu Xiurong's eyes lit up: "That's right, it's the nursery school. After all, the queen's sister-in-law has a different status, so it's inconvenient. She said that she will help from the side. Let me start with this and invite some educated women to come. Okay, let’s recruit some children. My sister-in-law and I really like children. Besides, Zhengqing and Zaimo are very lonely, so we might as well find some more to accompany them. Not only can we take care of them... I can also teach them They... um... um..."

  She couldn't think of what to teach for a while.

Fang Jifan was happy: "That's fine, women can hold up half the sky, husbands hate lazy people the most, if you and your sister are interested, then I will arrange, first of all, we have to have children, where will the children come from? "

  Fang Jifan looked up at the beam.

Yes.

  Where does the child come from.

  If it is an ordinary child, His Majesty will definitely be worried if he knows about it.

  The children of the royal relatives and relatives have special people to take care of them, so why should they be sent to the nursery.

  Fang Jifan folded his hands behind his back and said, "Yes, I can apportion it."

  Zhu Xiurong stared at Fang Jifan in a state of apprehension: "Tan...Tan Pai."

Fang Jifan said: "The meaning is to encourage them. Of course, don't delve into these details. As for the content of the professor, um... I have to sort it out. Let's renovate this house. Oh, Your Highness is really smart. You are so smart. Said, but reminded me, I have seen that those **** children parents can't teach their children, only three years old, they hired a teacher to come, all day long, this matter is on my shoulders. No, I will now I have to go out, Your Highness, just wait a moment."

  Fang Jifan was in high spirits.

  Nursery…

   is a good thing.

  His Royal Highness has a good temperament and is patient. If we hire some more people, we, Fang Jifan, will start to acquire our knowledge from a baby.

  After all, even though his own disciples, such as Ouyang Zhi and others, obeyed his own words, there were still some things they had solidified in their thinking.

   But dolls are different. Fang Jifan refers to what to fight and what to say.

Of course, the most important thing is that Fang Jifan, who has been a man for two generations, despises people who are not working hard. I, Fang Jifan, have a brain disease. There must be a job.

   Nursery school, what is taught, is not important now, what is important is that there must be children, and where the children come from...

  ...

  Shen Wen returned to the mansion out of breath.

  The new city is too tight these days.

After thinking about it, he felt that the new city had a bright future. The Shen family is a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River. A few days ago, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince actually came to borrow money, saying that he was going to buy land. What kind of demon is this going to be.

   But no matter what, he was his son-in-law, and the brothers of the Shen family in the south of the Yangtze River all mobilized and finally raised a large sum of money to send to His Highness the Crown Prince.

But…

   So far, His Royal Highness does not seem to be paying back the money.

  Can remind the prince, but he is a bit speechless.

   Worry.

  Now at the Xincheng side, Shen Wen has also moved his mind.

   It is really unreasonable for the relatives of the emperor to buy one or two acres. He tried his best to raise a down payment. Finally, the matter was settled and he bought eight acres, which almost wiped out all the savings of the Shen family.

  Going to be on duty this morning, I took a leave of absence at noon and went to Xishan Bank, and finally got the mortgage. Since then, I have incurred a large amount of debt.

   Fortunately, the Shen family has a title, and if they have a title, they can borrow money for fifty years, so let's pay it back slowly.

  Once the matter was settled, Shen Wen felt at ease. In any case, he had created a more comfortable environment for future generations. This life...was not in vain.

  Shen Wen with his hands behind his back, as soon as he entered the mansion, he said with a smile: "What about the grandson, bring the grandson here, the old man wants to see you."

  His face was flushed, and he was very proud.

  The person in charge who came after him had a face like a pig's liver.

  Shen Wen was taken aback: "What's wrong, are you sick?"

   "No, no..." The steward said after a long time: "I was taken away by the young master, who said he was going to Xishan Nursery..."

   Like a bolt from the blue: "Why... why... what kind of nursery school, what are you kidding, a child who is only three years old... this is not a joke... this... this... this kid, is he crazy?"

  The steward lowered his head, as if mourning his concubine, and said: "Young master... said...he said, this is a task... there is no way, the master's teacher... told me, everyone has to rush for the task!"

   "Rush...mission..."

  Shen Wen suddenly felt dizzy.

  I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore.

   "Hurry up, hurry up and prepare the sedan chair, the old man has only passed on for three generations, just such a grandson, what kind of mission is he going for, which kind of onion is that mission... Hurry up, prepare the sedan chair!"

"Master..." the steward cried, "I think... I'm afraid... if the child doesn't come back, the villain followed him. Many people carried the child and went into the garden. Except for the child, everyone else was sent out... "

   "..." Shen Wen sat slumped on the chair, silent for a long time, and suddenly burst into wailing: "They are three-year-old children!"

  (end of this chapter)