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"Clang, clang, clang!"
The crafting speed of the muskets was not slow, especially after Fang Xing cut out the process and let the carpenters complete the subsequent installation. There were already more than 300 muskets piled in the warehouse.
When Fang Xing saw the results, he waved his hand and killed a big fat pig that day.
Today¡¯s military camp is very hot. When it¡¯s lunch time, everyone can¡¯t calm down due to the smell of cabbage cooking pork.
Fang Xing did not interfere and took Zhu Zhanji to Fangjiazhuang.
Little Princess Wanwan was studying the ant holes with Da Niu at the door. When she saw the two of them, she jumped over with a cheer.
"Wanwan, have you found the queen ant?"
Fang Xing provided Wanwan with a new way to play, looking for the queen ant.
Wanwan¡¯s little face was covered with dust. She shook her head in frustration and said, ¡°No.¡±
"Then keep working hard."
After Zhu Zhanji saw Wanwan, his whole person became much gloomier.
"Stop thinking nonsense, little kid, teach him more in the future, and you can get rid of his thoughts."
Zhu Zhanyong is still studying, and his time every day is filled with courses. I heard that even the students at the Imperial College praised him for his appearance as a wise king.
Zhu Zhanji has not seen his younger brother since he came back. Now that he saw his younger sister, the anger in his heart surged up again.
"Brother Dehua, you don't know that no child born in an emperor's family is simple."
Fight for power and profit!
Fang Xing nodded to the welcoming students, and then the class started.
" Everyone was a little surprised by Zhu Zhanji, a 'senior brother' who had never met before, and even took a peek from time to time during class.
This is the emperor¡¯s grandson!
I was actually in class with the emperor¡¯s grandson, and the ancestral tomb was really smoking.
Fang Xing is now very proficient in teaching. He is currently compiling a complete set of teaching materials, and he already has some ideas.
This set of teaching materials refers to some textbooks and books found in the warehouse and is divided into three levels.
Level one is for primary school students, level two is for junior high school students, and level three is for Fang Xingxing, who is still suffering.
Actually, Fang Xing was a little nervous when he reached the second level. At the third level, he estimated that he could only teach some and let the students understand on their own.
And those four officials and students heard that they were very proud of themselves in the department recently. When selecting people to study, those with higher rankings did not want to lose face, while those with lower rankings thought it was a waste of time.
When these four people went to study semi-full-time, many people looked at them as a joke, but this situation has changed recently.
"Teacher, my disciple has recently modified the report form of the Ministry of Revenue to enhance comparability. Even the Master said that he will make reports in this way in the future."
Yao Ping has been very busy recently. Not only did he have to come to Fangjiazhuang to study, but he also made some small reforms while doing his job well after returning.
Fang Xing patted Yao Ping on the shoulder and praised, "Yes, this is an example of learning and applying it. You all must follow and learn from it."
When the other three saw that Yao Ping came out on top, they were discouraged and secretly decided to start an investigation when they went back. They must produce a report card that was more outstanding than Yao Ping's.
¡°There are many opportunities to learn, but only one who can apply what he has learned is a good student.¡±
Fang Xing decided to use Yao Ping as a model to boost students' interest.
When Zhu Zhanji saw this scene, he had some thoughts in his mind. After returning, he consulted with the prince.
"You said you want Mr. Fang to open an academy?"
Zhu Gaochi raised his head from the memorial, looked at his expectant son, shook his head and said: "No, have you ever thought about it? Mr. Fang has given up the imperial examination and turned to teaching miscellaneous studies, which has dissatisfied many scholars. !
If he really opened an academy, he would be the target of public criticism! "
"The key is that you will also be angered, do you understand?"
Zhu Gaochi's political ability is not just bragging. Zhu Zhanji just opened his mouth and he immediately found the loopholes in it.
"You said the emperor's grandson is studying miscellaneous studies with that juren?"
In the Imperial College, the gray-haired Imperial College Secretary Qin Ban was asking his students.
"Yes, teacher."
The student standing was named Yu Jian. He said with an angry expression: "That Fang Xing only had the fame of being a great scholar, but he gave up the humble words and righteousness of my famous teacher, and instead taught those miscellaneous studies in Fangjiazhuang in an unconventional way. , It¡¯s really misleading!¡±
Qin Ban was angry, and he reprimanded bitterly: "This son has ruined my famous religion!"
A flash of pride flashed in Yu Jian's eyes, and then he pretended to be confused and said: "Teacher, those are just a few students. Are you praising that Fang Xing too much?"
"Confused!"
While Ban Qin was adjusting his clothes, he taught: "You don't even look at who the students are, that's Guo Ben! Once Guo Ben becomes obsessed with miscellaneous studies, my Ming Dynasty will be in danger!"
"Let's go, call a few people. Today I want to see what good that miscellaneous student is. He actually made His Highness forget his roots!"
Soon, more than a hundred people came out of the Imperial College after hearing the news. This was because Qin Ban was worried that something would happen after seeing the large number of people and took control of it. Otherwise, there would have been seven or eight hundred people at least.
¡°Bang bang bang bang!¡±
The training ground was filled with gunpowder smoke, and rows of soldiers were lining up to open fire. The sound was deafening.
"Solley!"
¡°Bang bang bang bang¡¡±
The hundreds of households leading the team waved their sabers and roared at the top of their lungs.
¡°Bang bang bang bang¡¡±
An array of twenty people continuously sprayed out lead bullets, causing the wall in front to explode with earth and rocks.
"Arrange in parallel in units of one hundred households!"
With an order, the queue immediately spread out. There are a hundred people in one row, and the ten rows look majestic and breathtaking.
Fang Xing looked at the time, frowned and said, "The speed is still a bit slow. If the formation change is so slow when facing the enemy, those cavalry will rush in front of us!"
Xin Laoqi said: "Master, this still needs practice. Only when they can accurately change formations with their eyes closed can we be successful."
Zhu Zhanji was already stimulated by the formation changes in this battle. He said excitedly: "Brother Dehua, our army still has cavalry guarding both sides when fighting! There is plenty of time to change formations."
The battles on the grasslands have always been infantry defense and cavalry charge.
Fang Xing shook his head and said: "We are Firearms General Manager Qian. We can't hide behind and watch the show, so we must have all the reactions, formation changes and plans ready for the battle."
"Plan?"
Zhu Zhanji felt that he had learned a new term.
¡°Bang bang bang bang¡¡±
More intensive gunshots sounded, and a gust of wind came over, shrouding Fang Xing and others in gunpowder smoke.
"Cough cough cough!"
Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji were choked so hard that they coughed and quickly stepped aside.
¡°Bang bang bang bang¡¡±
There were one hundred people in each row, and the ten rows rotated. The firepower was so fierce that everyone couldn't help but smile.
Fang Xing shook his head and said: "The number of people is still a bit small, and we cannot shoulder the important task of facing them head-on."
If the number of people is too small, they will not be able to stop a large number of enemy cavalry charging into the formation.
Zhu Zhanji smiled and said: "Brother Dehua, you underestimated the muskets. I remember that when Grandpa Huang went to the north, the Shenji Battalion scared away many enemies."
People are not afraid of guns, but animals are not. As long as they are frightened by the intensive gunfire and smoke, the horses will stop and even run around. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com