After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

“But…but…” Fang Ping hesitated and wanted to refuse… “But what about the Dayong Weekly?”

"The Imperial Court will send people to study and take over the Great Yong Weekly. Since it involves many national policy announcements and war reports, it would be best if the Imperial Court could officially control it!"

"But don't worry, it will take at least a month for them to officially take over. During this month, you just need to occasionally guide them and give them some guidance."

"We have already built the framework. All we need to do next is to set up rules for each link, such as manuscript review, typesetting, information collection, and information screening. The people who take over will gradually follow these rules for publication."

"Besides, everyone will have to go back eventually, and these things are meant to be left to them..."

After hearing this, Fang Ping raised his head and looked at Zhong Ning seriously, "You keep saying that we are going back, but you..." Do you really want to go back?

In this era, you are a princess who is high above everyone else.

He wore gorgeous clothes and held a high status.

He is a martial arts expert and has the power to govern.

Your husband is the prime minister's son, and there are many concubines waiting for you to choose. Do you really want to go back?

Zhong Ning inexplicably understood what he meant. He was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't know if I will be lost in this prosperity in the future, but right now, I want to go back..."

Fang Ping suddenly became happy and took Zhong Ning's hand, holding it in his palm. "Me too, Aning. After we get back, I'll come find you, okay? Or, you can come find me..."

Zhong Ning silently withdrew his hand and said in a deep voice, "We are fortunate to meet here today. We are naturally very good friends... After we return, I, if I have time, I will definitely come to see you..."

Fang Ping seemed hurt by Zhong Ning's almost polite and distant attitude. His face was full of loneliness. He lowered his eyebrows, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

After a long silence, he whispered, "I knew it would be like this..."

Zhong Ning pretended not to hear anything and changed the subject, "Don't worry about the Great Yong Weekly. I'm here to keep an eye on it..."

Fang Ping regained his composure and forced a smile, "So, where do you plan to establish this academy?"

"The Emperor allocated Fang Garden to me. Two days ago, I sent people to purchase several houses surrounding Fang Garden... Then I ordered the Ministry of Works to connect these houses, establish accessible entrances, and remove all the lavish decorations, focusing on simplicity!"

“After it was connected, it was named the Academy of Sciences.”

"It covers an area of ​​approximately ten acres, located in the western suburbs, and is divided into many branches. I have requested from my father that two hundred imperial guards be stationed there to garrison and patrol the grounds!"

"Oh right..." Zhong Ning suddenly thought of something and continued, "I have also transferred two master craftsmen and several apprentices from the Carpentry Bureau and the Iron Foundry to work here, specifically to research new technologies..."

"For example, the master craftsman of the original iron foundry has made some progress in recent days, thanks to the glass technology provided by this palace, and has produced the first batch of glass."

“But the purity needs to be improved…”

"With a few more experiments, I believe we'll have a new type of glass available..."

Fang Ping suddenly became interested because he had said before that he understood some optical principles but was unwilling to teach at the Academy of Sciences. The biggest reason was glass.

Without glass, it would be difficult to make progress in optics, but he didn't know how to make glass!

But unexpectedly, Zhong Ning had already ordered people to study the biggest obstacle before him.

"You actually know how to make glass?" Fang Ping asked in surprise. "Aning, do you have any other surprises that I don't know about?"

"How would I know about this?" Zhong Ning curled his lips and explained, "I'm just an ordinary college student. In my spare time, I occasionally read some novels, especially historical novels about time travel for men. I've downloaded a lot of them on my phone..."

"You know, these male protagonists usually travel back in time to ancient times, and their brains are like a cheat. They can make glass, soap, salt, sugar, and even gunpowder..."

"We are nothing like the two of us losers who come here and don't know anything..."

Zhong Ning's unintentional complaint made Fang Ping blush instantly. "It's not that I can't do it. I can copy poems, right?"

"Yes, yes, you can copy poems..." Zhong Ning teased, "My soldier brother is still the most reliable. He can even make explosives. Tell me, how come the level of our country's individual soldiers is so high?"

"How can that be the same? Captain Lu is a rare talent..." Fang Ping muttered, then said proudly, "As you said, I agree to teach at the Academy...

There were also some books from the United States on his yacht. Those Westerners really liked reading. They liked to study the history of their country, but they were more proficient in political economics...

He remembered that in order to satisfy the preferences of the upper class in the United States, a small library was set up on the yacht.

It’s just because most of them are in English, and his English is a bit average. It’s okay for simple daily conversations, but it’s a bit difficult to go deeper.

"Aning, do you understand English?" Fang Ping asked. If Zhong Ning understood English, they would have more reference materials.

Zhong Ning pursed her lips, then looked at him dimly: "Do you think I know English? I've never even been abroad..."

Fang Ping: …

"Then..." Fang Ping was a little embarrassed, and then he told her that there was a small library in the space of his yacht.

It’s just because this yacht originally belongs to the United States, and it is a luxury yacht owned by a group of Jews, so most of the books on it are in English.

Zhong Ning's eyes lit up, but dimmed again when she heard the words "English version". She pondered for a moment, then said, "I don't understand, but someone must understand!"

"Who?" Fang Ping asked, "Isn't it Lu Xingzhou again?"

Although Lord Lu is a very good person, isn't he a little too omnipotent?

If Zhong Ning compares him with himself like this, how much of a disadvantage will he suffer?

"Lord Lu must understand English, because his status means he's destined to be on the international stage... But I'm not talking about this person..."

"You mean, Zhang Wanting?"

"Well, did you forget? She once said that she was a rich second-generation..."

Fang Ping suddenly understood!

Yes, Zhang Wanting is a rich second-generation. Generally, rich people, or wealthy families with business at home, will definitely provide their children with elite education from an early age.

Fang Ping's eyes darkened. His family was once wealthy, but they later went bankrupt and his parents passed away, leaving him alone to live under someone else's roof.

He had received elite education in his early years, but it was too short a time, and coupled with the pressure of life, he had almost forgotten many things.

When he grew up, he had no choice but to enter the entertainment industry to make a living.