When the Regent Princess kneeled, all the children in Beijing broke their knees.

"Given their identities, they are destined not to do these things. Why force them?"

Ningguang sighed. This was the preferential treatment given to children from wealthy families. It was something that many children from poor families could only dream of, but it was already destined when a person was born.

"Ningguang, I don't think so."

"No matter who they are, no matter where their future takes them, but..."

"They must know the suffering of the people, and they must know where the food in their mouths comes from."

“Perhaps, they will never come across agronomy in their lifetime.”

"But!"

"I don't want the students who graduate from my college to eat with a bowl in hand and then curse farmers when they put the bowl down."

"If you don't work hard, you won't know the difference between grains. What you learn will just go to waste. I want to teach people who can hold high positions, live in slums, or be local officials. Even if they encounter disasters, they will have a skill and will not starve to death and end up in a dead end."

Jiang Yunchu spoke without pausing, and it was obvious that she had been thinking about this idea for a long time.

Her words also made Ningguang and the others think deeply.

If you don't work hard, you won't be able to tell the difference between the five grains.

Pick up the bowl to eat, put down the bowl to curse the farmer.

Isn’t every sentence a reflection of the current situation of officials?

Not to mention the children of wealthy families, even officials from humble backgrounds would gradually become dazzled by the road to wealth and fame.

The suffering you have experienced will also be experienced by others.

"Okay, you convinced me." Ningguang looked at Jiang Yunchu, wondering how many thoughts were in her little head.

The key is that she is a very persistent person. She either convinces others or is convinced by others.

How many years has it been since anyone has refuted me?

But the appearance of this person brought her surprise and even expectations for the future.

With such a person leading the way, why worry about not producing outstanding people?

"Then tell me about the art of war." Ningguang pointed to another place.

Her hairpin-flower font was not written in a standard way. Her habitual cursive style directly destroyed the softness and beauty of the hairpin-flower font, and also gave it an inexplicable sense of beauty.

She is not suitable for hairpin calligraphy at all. It is reasonable to say that a person's character is revealed by his handwriting.

She is more persistent, and the wildness in her nature is more suitable for cursive calligraphy.

But she just...

I really don’t know what she is thinking.

"These children are still in the enlightenment stage. Few children at this age know what they want to do or even what they can do."

"But I hope my children can have choices in the future, rather than just a single career path."

"I'm sure you've gotten to know those six kids better in the past few days."

"Let's not talk about others. Kang Wu's personality is too suitable for the battlefield. If he grows up, he will definitely be a general who leads the army to fight. He has strategy, judgment, and the habit of preparing in advance."

Jiang Yunchu smiled. He had never stopped recording these little guys.

These little guys are constantly giving themselves surprises.

"Kang Wu?" Ningguang thought of the twins. "Can you tell them apart?"

She was curious, at least she had been observing them for a few days but still couldn't find any different characteristics between them.

"They have different personalities. Kang Wen is more impatient and courageous, but Kang Wu prefers to prepare first and then act with strategy."

"You can tell who they are by looking into their eyes."

Jiang Yunchu laughed and then explained to Ningguang.

But even if she said it, others who want to distinguish it still need to observe carefully and find the trick.

At least, Ziwu has not been found yet...

"But……"

“After all, only a minority of people choose this path.” Ningguang looked at the person opposite her.

They went back and forth like a couple, every step forward, every step back, was for the next attack.

"But... he's also a human being!"

"If they choose to pursue a career in politics, then the art of war can help them prevent others from framing them, and it can also help them stay alert and on guard at all times."

"If you're going on a business trip, I wonder if Ningguang has ever heard of this saying..."

Jiang Yunchu paused, Ningguang put down the teacup, and said softly, "Oh?"

“Shopping malls are like battlefields!”

Weren’t there enough business wars in previous lives?

"Military tactics are useful on the battlefield, but they may also be useful in business."

She smiled, a faint smile on her face, and the two of them chatted calmly, just a collision of consciousness and understanding.

This conversation was within Jiang Yunchu's expectations.

But it was beyond Ningguang's expectations.

She has taught students for half her life, but found that none of them are as many as Jiang Yunchu.

"Okay, I've seen it. I agree, but you still need to convince one more person!" Ningguang smiled at this time, and her silver hair was shining with silver light under the sunlight.

"Who?"

Jiang Yunchu was a little surprised.

But at this time, Ningguang stood up and said with a smile, "He's here."

Jiang Yunchu turned around suddenly and saw a tall man with a few strands of white hair on his head, meticulously combed into a crown, wrinkles on his face, and wearing navy blue clothes, walking towards him step by step.

"Kang Meng, long time no see." Ningguang said with a smile.

Kang Mengxian nodded. "Eighteen years, long enough."

Then, he looked at Jiang Yunchu, "Yunchu."

Jiang Yunchu came back to his senses and looked at the old man in front of him, "Grandfather."

The old man smiled and said, "Can I have a cup of tea at your house today?"

She looked at the old man and refreshed many of her perceptions. He had a kind face. From the first glance, she saw his smiling face. This man did not have any fierce aura, nor did he have any intention of attacking.

It makes people relax unconsciously.

This person...

Somewhat scary.

"It's my honor." Jiang Yunchu stretched out his hand, and Zisu immediately stepped forward and poured a cup of tea for the old man.

"Since you are all standing like this, it would be awkward for me to sit down. Please sit down." Ningguang looked at this one and then at that one.

She had not been down the mountain for eighteen years, and only these two days did she find out that Yun Chu had never entered the Kang family.

The Kang family only started to move around recently. Based on her understanding of Kang Meng, he is not that kind of person. He probably has his own reasons.

"This, take a look."

Ningguang directly handed the ideas written by Jiang Yunchu to Kang Mengxian.

It’s just that Kang Mengxian had just read a few pages and there was no expression on his face, except for an occasional look of contemplation.

Until... you finish watching it all.

He put down the paper in his hand and looked at Jiang Yunchu, "Were you the one who came up with these ideas?"

Jiang Yunchu paused while drinking his tea, then nodded, "It's me."

"Wait a moment." Ningguang interrupted the conversation between the two.

Instead, he looked at Kang Mengxian and said, "Now that you have seen what our academy is thinking, you have no choice but to join."

……