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Chapter 215 Fame and Fortune

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    Many times, people have limitations in their thinking.

    Although it is a very simple question, smart people like to dig into it and think about the simplest question in the deepest place.

    And obviously, this is the case for Wang Shouren.

    He believes that the ¡®Tao¡¯ he pursues is truth. Since it is ¡®Tao¡¯ and ¡®truth¡¯, how could he be so mentally retarded?

    But when Fang Jifan suggested that he should correct his mistakes after he acknowledged them, he was enlightened and froze again.

    Fang Jifan looked at this guy and felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

    "How much does this guy have to think about? This guy won't get into trouble and eventually go crazy and tear our family apart."

    Fang Jifan then said: "If you don't bend down to do it, how can you know whether what you are doing is right or wrong? As long as you are doing it, you can sum up the gains and losses, and only in this way can you gain knowledge, just like you are studying bamboo. Looking at the bamboo, you want to know the details of the bamboo.  The truth is meaningless. But if you plant bamboo yourself, no matter whether the bamboo grows or not, what you gain is knowledge. The more mistakes you make, the more likely you are to succeed in whatever you do in the future.  Big.¡±

    Looking at Wang Shouren who was listening to him quietly, Fang Jifan paused for a moment and then said again: "The oil seller, have you heard of it? The knowledge in the world is not so profound. In fact, they are all just like the oil seller, only with their hands.  You are familiar with it. As long as you do it more, you will naturally become familiar with it, and your mistakes and successful experiences can be extended to other places. This is practice leading to true knowledge, and the unity of knowledge and action."

    "Practice leads to true knowledge." Wang Shouren's eyes lit up with joy on his face: "The students are taught."

    A saint is a saint, he can think about everything Ah, no, this guy is his disciple now. He has been demoted and is no longer qualified to use the word "thinking". He should just be thinking blindly.

    Wang Shouren lived like this.

    The worst outcome did not happen, which made Fang Jifan gradually relax.

    It was those schoolchildren who gave Fang Jifan some wonderful ideas.

    There are so many school children, so we set up a private school to study for them. Is this a good idea?

    No!

    In this case, why not make it more upscale?

    Fang Jifan slapped his head, shame on you, such a dignified time traveler, you even forgot about marketing!

    Having an idea, he happily went to Zhan Shifu.

    Zhu Houzhao has become much more honest recently. When he saw Fang Jifan, he was still overjoyed and said with a sullen face: "Old Fang, you haven't been here for a while. Why do you dislike me so much?"

    Fang Jifan looked at him with a smile, especially his eyes, which were full of affection. Zhu Houzhao was staring at him and his heart went crazy.

    ¡°Your Highness, it¡¯s you, you are the person I am looking for!¡± Fang Jifan said affectionately.

    Zhu Houzhao looked at Fang Jifan with confusion: "What, what do you mean?"

    "Academy."

    "Academy?"

    Once he heard about the academy, okay, Zhu Houzhao immediately lost interest. He curled his lips and looked up at the sky: "The weather is good today."

    Fang Jifan blinked and tried hard to bring out a different kind of brilliance in his eyes: "The dean of the academy must be your highness."

    "What?" Zhu Houzhao was shocked at this, and then said: "What dean? I am a teacher of scholars This is not appropriate."

    "Your Highness is knowledgeable and talented. Without His Highness, Xishan Academy would be like a long night forever. Therefore, I have come to invite His Highness to serve as the dean of Xishan Academy."

    Zhu Houzhao held his chin and looked at Fang Jifan with suspicion in his eyes: "Why do you feel that you are lying to me?"

    "No, His Highness's talents are not those ordinary eight-legged essays. His Highness's talents are beyond the reach of ordinary bookworms. Others can't see it, but I can see it! So Your Highness must not refuse. I am serious. Your Highness wants to come.  I also know that I am not good at lying." Fang Jifan stared at Zhu Houzhao seriously.

    At this time, Zhu Houzhao must have started to have self-doubt.

    Teenagers in adolescence are mostly like this. They are arrogant, but at the same time they have low self-esteem. When they are crazy, they want to cross their hands and say that I am the best in the world, and everyone here is a jerk.  But when I'm down, I feel like I'm worthless.

    So at this time, Fang Jifan must have the courage to face Zhu Houzhao's questioning eyes.

    Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan looked at each other.

    Fang Jifan's eyes never blinked, which gave Zhu Houzhao some confidence: "Xishan Academy?"

    "Yes, Xishan Academy."When you go to sleep, you must be waiting for yourself.

    A man may have no choice but to make great achievements, but marrying a wife is also a joy in life.

    He hurriedly walked into the foyer, only to find that Xiaojie was not there, but his father Zhang Maoze, dressed in court uniform, sitting here with a livid face.

    Zhang Xin was stunned for a moment, feeling frightened and quickly saluted: "Father."

    "You bastard, you have done a great job by coming back so late!"

    "II" Zhang Xin knelt down quickly, not daring to argue: "My son will die. Father, where is Xiaojie?"

    "She received a letter from Prince Zhou's Mansion, saying that Prince Zhou was seriously ill and had returned to his parents' home."

    Zhang Xinxin breathed a sigh of relief, but soon became worried about his own health, so he asked, "Fatheris he seriously ill?"

    "Haha" Zhang Mao's face became even colder: "Do you really think you are seriously ill? King Zhou is just looking down on others. I heard that you are still just a deputy of a hundred households, and you are still farming with others. I think  I couldn't afford to embarrass this person, so I lied about being seriously ill in order to deceive my daughter back. Although this was not stated clearly, wasn't the meaning obvious enough? Youwhen will you be able to be as successful as Fang Jifan? Look at it.  I have a brain disease, and now I am an uncle, but you follow me to farm, farming can you make a career? It's shameful, it's the misfortune of your family, why didn't I throw you into the water in the first place?  Just forget about drowning in the tank?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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