Fang Xing and Xie Jin strolled in the future academy and slowly strolled to the edge of Chuang Tzu next door.

Xie Jin's waist gradually straightened. Fang woke up and looked at the side. He felt that the man seemed to be reborn. Decadence has dissipated and replaced by relaxation, as if you don't care about anything.

Xie Jin in this state made Fang Xing feel happy. When he reached the junction with Chuang Tzu next door, he helped Xie Jin sit on a stump. They were blowing a warm spring breeze and talking about the future direction of the Academy.

"Mr. Xie, I think Confucianism is basically right, but it is only literacy and reason, and the class hours should not exceed 20%

Because he is ready to recruit literate students, Fang Xing has weakened his literacy.

Xie Jin beat his thigh and said faintly, "you have to think clearly. In the future, it will be difficult for you to move in the literati circle, and don't your students take the imperial examination?"

The insufficient study hours of Confucianism will inevitably lead to the weakness of the imperial examination. If you fail in the imperial examination, you have no official job. Who is willing to study here?

Fang woke up and said, "isn't there a great sun!"

Xie Jin was stunned and sighed: "you have entered the eyes of your highness. If I hadn't..."

With this, Xie Jin fell into memories, probably thinking of Zhu Yuanzhang's kindness to him and his rare generosity.

Fang woke up and didn't bother him. He just picked a few small tender grass and chewed it bored.

"To raise fish, I said to raise fish!"

A clear voice came from behind. Fang woke up and didn't answer. He just thought about which teachers he needed to find to teach.

Xie Jin can only take charge of the general manager, so Fang Xing needs to find one or two teachers who teach basic courses, preferably scholars and so on.

As for inviting people to teach, Fang Xing felt that no one would take office at the risk of being despised by the literati except his disciple Ma su.

"The restaurant of the Fang family wants fish. Isn't there a wasteland in our villa? Dig! Let's raise fish and supply it to the Fang family at that time. It's also an input."

"Miss, but we don't know the Fang family! How can we sell it then?"

"I have my own way! Just ask someone to dig."

This voice made Fang Xing a little annoying. He sat on the stake and looked back. Speaking of this, Zhang Shuhui said with admiration: "that Hua Xiaoxiao is only 15 years old, but she is in charge of the whole family's fields and shops. Husband, that's really a capable girl."