Outside the Meridian Gate.
The ministers are waiting here on time to prepare for court.
It was still early, and you could still see a few old men arriving late, wearing court clothes and riding bicycles.
Others were already sitting on the street eating breakfast and chatting with their colleagues with their small matzas.
This can be regarded as a daily small meeting before the meeting.
But today is a bit strange. In the past, everyone discussed major world affairs, but today everyone is talking about their own affairs.
Most people are excitedly describing the amazing changes in their children after returning from Yucai Primary School.
Zhang Dongxiang was eating breakfast calmly, but his ears were already stretched out far away.
"Old Wang, you won't even believe it when I tell you. My third child came back from Yucai, and he can read more than my second child!"
"Really? Congratulations! My grandson is not bad either. He can read any book and wash my feet!"
"Hey, my grandson washed it for me too."
"What, you washed it too?"
These discussions spread, and some people gradually began to gather in the center of the discussion.
At first, everyone was happy and proud, but the more we talked, the more things went wrong.
"What's going on? You've all washed up!"
The more Zhang Dongxiang listened, the more uncomfortable he felt. Zheng Qiao came to his side and said, "Has your grandson washed your feet?"
"My grandson has been filial since he was a child, so he must wash it off!" Zhang Dongxiang twitched his lips, "He even told me a story."
But at this moment, the discussion suddenly became intense.
"You just washed your feet, and my grandson told you a story."
"Is it the story of ducks swimming around?"
"Huh? How do you know?"
"I'm just listening to you. This is a fucking homework... Fang Zhengyi!!"
Everyone was in an uproar.
Someone said excitedly: "Has your child asked to see the account book when he got home?"
"Look...heh, I want to see our family's account books. Fang Zhengyi even wants to use his children. He is really good at it!"
"Jin Yiwei uses homework as a raft. This is a human being with no bottom line!"
Then there was another round of verbal and written criticism of Fang Zhengyi.
A night of stupid fun for nothing!
Zhang Dongxiang's face was extremely ugly. Zheng Qiao patted him twice and comforted him: "It's all the same, it's all the same. As long as the filial piety is true. No matter what, as long as the children learn well."
"By the way, Mr. Zhang, did your grandson ask you for the account book yesterday? My grandson also drew a form."
Zhang Dongxiang was silent for a while: "Yes, that form has endless uses and is really powerful. If it can be implemented, it will definitely be of great help. I am going to present it to Your Majesty today."
As he spoke, he took out a form from his arms and handed it to Zheng Qiao.
Zheng Qiao took the form, glanced at it, and said to Zhang Dong with a similar smile: "I didn't expect that your family lived in poverty."
"How much can I spend when I'm old? Look at you."
Zheng Qiao took out the form and handed it over.
Zhang Dongxiang was silent after reading this: "Come on, Mr. Zheng, you and your whole family will spend this little money. This is enough to catch up with the beggars."
"It's bad, I'm getting old too..."
The two of them collected the forms in a tacit understanding. Zheng Qiao asked, "Will your grandson still study next semester? That's five thousand taels per semester."
Zhang Dongxiang looked at Zheng Qiao calmly and whispered three words: "I won't read it anymore."
It doesn’t matter whether the grandson’s performance was due to his homework, what’s important is that he did it! And it’s a huge improvement!
I definitely have to continue studying in the second semester. Fang Zhengyi is really good at teaching. If he doesn’t study, won’t his children be far behind their peers in the future?
Besides...it also comes with a pocket watch! This is what Fang Zheng's son told his grandson in private, and others must not know.
The most important thing is that Yucai Primary School is so big. The fewer people attending school, the stronger the teaching staff will be!
One-on-one teaching is the best!
Seeing that Zhang Dongxiang's attitude was somewhat firm, Zheng Qiao also nodded and said seriously: "We don't want to study at home anymore. Where we study is not study, we can't just let people trick us in vain!"
"That's right!"
At the same time, another wave of people who were still denouncing Fang Zhengyi also talked about the same topic.
The vast majority of people said they didn’t want to read it anymore! We must not let Fang Zhengyi, a money-grubbing villain, earn this money!
However, this heated discussion did not last for two minutes, and the group of people began to disperse with their own concerns.
After half a cup of tea, a swaying sedan appeared in front of the Meridian Gate.
Seeing this familiar sedan, everyone immediately stood up outside the Meridian Gate and stretched out their heads to look around.
Founder is here!
In the sedan chair, Fang Zhengyi yawned.
After he got off the sedan and lazily stepped out of the sedan, as soon as he stretched out his legs to lift the curtain, several people quickly ran to him.
Several people approached and said hello hurriedly: "Master Fang is here?"
Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Huh? Are you guys okay?"
"Yes, isn't the first semester of Yucai Primary School over? Why don't we sign up now?"
Looking at several pairs of expectant eyes, Fang Zheng raised his head and looked not far away.
Seeing that a group of people were still watching, he smiled and raised his voice and said, "It's easy to say, easy to say. I remember these children clearly. They all have very good academic performance and are very smart. They are preparing to be divided into classes next semester. , happened to be in the top class."
"What class?" someone asked.
A group of officials who were watching all moved forward and couldn't help but want to hear more clearly.
Fang Zheng said, "Oh, this is a class division. It divides students into classes according to their different talents and teaches them in accordance with their aptitude. Some students are particularly smart and learn quickly. We are going to set up a top class, and the rest will naturally be ordinary classes."
"Actually, the children of your colleagues are very smart and have great potential. The internal ranking has not yet been completed. But I am deeply moved by how much you, as parents, care about your children's education. I am also a father, so I will give it to you in advance. Let’s put him in the top class.”
Top! ?
As soon as Fang Zhengyi finished speaking, more than a dozen officials who were still watching not far away rushed out, quickly ran to Fang Zhengyi, and said with a flattering look on his face: "Master Fang, can you tell me more about this top class?"
Hey, this person with a baby is so easy to control, it’s boring!
Fang Zhengyi suppressed his laughter and said, "Do you also want your children to continue studying in the next semester?"
"Ah, yes, yes! We came to sign up, and we brought all our homework!"
A group of people scrambled to get a bunch of forms and shoved them in front of Fang Zhengyi.
This scene made everyone behind the scenes feel depressed.
Oh shit! They are all acting, right?
A group of people started running towards Fang Zhengyi.
Fang Zheng started to lose interest as soon as he looked at the two forms.
These guys are all fake at first glance, and they also tampered with the children's homework. How shameless? I thought I could hide one or two of them.
"Everyone, everyone, don't give it to me yet. Don't worry about this."
When the scene calmed down, all the officials in front of the Meridian Gate had formed a circle with Fang Zhengyi as the center.
In order to hear clearly, everyone wanted to get closer to the center, and the scene actually seemed a bit crowded.
In the crowd, Zhang Dongxiang looked sideways at Zheng Qiao beside him, and said in a strange tone: "Mr. Zheng, didn't you say that your children don't want to read? Why are you so enthusiastic? Why are you squeezing!"
Zheng Qiao's face was hot: "I...can't I care about the next generation!? Didn't you say you don't want to read it anymore? Why are you squeezing it?"
Zhang Dongxiang also felt that he was losing face, so he pulled his neck and shouted: "I see that Fang Zhengyi will do whatever it takes to make money, I will help you lower the price!"
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