The Empress’s Gigolo

"Isn't you bullied here?" Ren Baqin asked with a smile.

Although the Jing family was bullied in Lancheng, it happened less often, but sometimes it happened.

"Fortunately, we live in Jingjie. I heard that it was you who planned to live for us, and there were people from the place of Tianjing. No one bullied us." Zhan Caixian said.

Ren Baqian nodded, and it seems that these people came straight to Qingyun Sword when they came.

After all, that's one of the only two divine wheels left in the Land of Heaven.

The other was sitting in the sky, and they came to visit him naturally.

Ren Baqian talked to her for a while, and knew the current situation of some heavenly places. Most of them knew from the secret newspaper of Duwei Mansion, but some heard it from her mouth.

All in all, the Land of Heaven is pretty good now. At least there was no chaos and the martial arts disappeared. Now the lives of the people are much better.

Look at the time is almost up, Ren Baqian prepared to send her to Jingjie.

"Uncle Zhu is nearby, he will accompany me back." Zhan Caixian immediately said.

What is Ren Baqian's estimate? The people accompanying him will not be too far away. He asked the guards to ask, and it turned out that someone was blocked below. It's just nothing, the guard didn't report himself.

"Then pay more attention to safety." Ren Baqian casually said. In fact, the law and order of Lancheng is not bad. Although outsiders see it as savage, brawls on the street happen almost all the time.

But this is usually "What are you doing?"

The next thing is natural.

With the previous Jing people paving the way, these people should have no problem as long as they are low-key.

At least Ren Baqian had never heard of robbing a woman.

"Master, you gave me a kick as soon as you met!" Zhan Caixian looked stunned.

Ren Baqian felt a little toothache, why did he say that again?

"I don't blame you, but can you promise me a small request?" Zhan Caixian blinked and looked at him.

"What is required?" Ren Baqian raised an eyebrow.

"They all say that you are very powerful, you have built such a tall bell tower, you can watch the time at any time, the palace has become a city that never sleeps, and you have won a master of the **** class ... they also said that your school can teach a very powerful Students, can I go in and learn from you? Of course I have to learn new songs from you! "

Ren Baqian smiled, this is not a big problem.

As long as you restrain the Doudou Tonglan, you have the muscles in the sophomore's brain.

"You ask your mother first. If you want to go to school, you have to stay here for several years." Ren Baqian rubbed her head.

"Thank you, Master!" Zhan Caixian immediately smiled.

The second floor of the restaurant was bright for a while.

Until Ren Baqian left the restaurant, a middle-aged person hurried upstairs, first accidentally with the plaster on Zhan Caixian's head, and then sitting at the table and pouring himself a glass of water before he laughed: "Remember Ren?

Zhan Caixian was happy: "Of course! Am I the only disciple after all!"

"This is a good thing." The middle-aged man was also refreshed. The governor also recognized the little princess in the house as a disciple, which is a great thing for the Golden Circle and the land of heaven.

"I want to stay here to learn with the master, but my mother agrees, will the mother agree?" Zhan Caixian turned her eyes and looked forward to asking.

"The governor of the government agreed?" The middle-aged man asked first. After receiving a positive answer, he thought about it: "Mrs. should agree, but you must write a letter to the wife."

"I think so!" Zhan Caixian's smiling eyes narrowed.

I knew that Master remembered himself.

It's great to see Master again.

Master also promised to learn with him.

I saw Master today, and I was diluted a little bit of unhappiness that was originally felt because Master wanted to marry the Lord of Dayao.

Although I got kicked.

...

When Ren Yaqian arrived at the Ministry of Industry, Tong Zhenye was already waiting.

When the predecessor Yaqian stayed in the restaurant, he had already been notified by the Ministry of Industry.

"Master Ren didn't come much this late." Tong Zhenye laughed loudly when he saw Ren Baqian.

After all, Ren Baqian was always punctual, and this time was almost half an hour.

"Meet an old man!" Ren Baqian smiled and didn't want to mention more.

"I heard that it's a little girl!" Tong Zhenye's gossip filled his eyes, his eyes narrowed. "If Your Majesty knew ..."

"Don't think about it." Ren Baqian really wanted to give him a kick. "That's my only disciple."

"Disciple? Isn't everything in the school?" Tong Zhenye wondered. In this era, teachers are preached and educated, and students in colleges can be said to be disciples of Renbaqian.

This is true no matter whether it is Daxia or Izumo, or even Daiyao's predecessor, Laos.

"They learn differently!" Ren Baqian waved his hand, and then interrupted Tong Zhenye to continue his gossip: "I'm here to understand how far this year has progressed."

After spending an afternoon in the Ministry of Industry, Ren Baqian will learn about the current progress.

The first is the road with Izumo. The progress has reached forty percent, which is good news.

This 40% progress has saved some time between the two places.

The second is the promotion of high-yield crops, which finally solved the food crisis.

Then came the blast furnace built by Dayao and Izumo.

When talking about this, Tong Zhenye couldn't help but said, "When will your group of students graduate? I must send my husband here, and the husband will arrange a good place for them."

In the past six months, many new blast furnaces have been built inside Da Yao and Izumo's mines. These students have played a great role. Not to mention that in the glass factory, forging factory, canning factory, soap factory, the equipment of the salt well is also repairable.

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Now Tong Zhenye is staring at the students every day. He is planning. If anyone dares to rob yourself, he will teach them first why the flowers are so red.

"At least another year." Ren Baqian casually said that when he said this, his mood was very complicated, just like the water-cultivated cabbage that had been grown in his own land for a long time was cheaper than others.

He wanted the first group of students to have completed the six-year high school curriculum. Unfortunately, he couldn't wait that long. Now Da Yao is short of people everywhere.

A large area like Izumo can only be managed by Izumo people, because there are no qualified officials!

The Ministry of Industry lacks technical officials, the Ministry of Households lacks math officials, as well as the Ministry of Civil Affairs, the Ministry of Defense, the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, the Ministry of Ceremony, and even its own Ministry of Commerce.

Although my own group of students have no experience, they are all literate, have basic mathematical and physical and chemical knowledge, and have been educated for so long. As long as they get started, they can become the new blood of each department.

Compared with other departments, Ren Baqian also thinks that the Ministry of Industry is suitable for them, but not every disciple likes to deal with machinery every day.

At the same time, there is also a position that is more suitable for them than the Ministry of Industry-as a teacher.

There are more than forty students in this group, and each person brings a class, and he can bring out more than forty classes at once. If there are 50 people in each class, at least 2,000 people.

This is a huge number.

And in the process of taking students, they can continue to learn with themselves.

Of course, this depends on their intention at that time.

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