hepherd at the court, and the two of you will go to South Vietnam with her for the job.
You two are willing.”

Fang Yunli's face turned pale, and Xu Weiqing's blacken.

In short, it looks like they don't want to.

Fu Ping’An said: “This matter is related to the century-old plan of the Wei Dynasty.
I have already discussed it with Mr.
Bo, and the two of you can discuss it together.
If you have any ideas, you can bring them up.”

Bo Mengshang took the book “South Vietnam Reform”

“Pilot Five-Year Development Plan” was handed to Fang Yunli, Fang Yunli took it, turned the first page, and felt dark.

 [The purpose of the reform pilot is to show an effective development direction to other state capitals across the country and develop a streamlined and efficient management model.

The current plan is to ensure a 50% increase in population within five years, double the increase in food crops; over half of the natives in South Vietnam will surrender, develop domestic and foreign commerce, and ensure a steady increase in tax revenue…]

The text is written in plain language and is very easy to understand but also very scary.
That's South Vietnam!

In the minds of most people in Wei Jing, it is a place where people drink their blood.

But looking back, she found that the plan was detailed enough.

From land measurement methods to clothing, food, housing, and transportation solutions to trade directions, it can be called hands-on teaching.    

Fang Yunli was doubting life, Xu Weiqing felt a little surprised when she touched the pages of the book: “Is this paper? Does Your Majesty have such paper?”

Fu Ping’An said: “When you finish talking and leave the palace, you can take some out.”

She doesn't know if it is the temptation of paper, and then the three began to discuss seriously, sometimes falling into suspicion, sometimes there was a heated argument, and Fu Ping’An allowed the three of them to discuss until they needed it.
As a result, the three of them discussed until late at night, and finally fell asleep in the warm pavilion of Xuanshi Hall.

The next day, Bo Mengshang woke up in the warm pavilion, and she was in a daze for a while, not knowing where she was, and it took her a while to come back to her senses, deeply moved.

She originally thought that she would not be able to sleep all night last night, but she didn't expect that because of the intense discussion, she was so tired that she fell asleep at some point.

The palace people asked her to get up and go to court, and she was fully awake, put on her clothes, and went to Chaoyang Palace.

When the officials saw that she came out from the palace, many of them were shocked and talked a lot.
When someone came to ask, Bo Mengshang smiled and said nothing.

She hasn't been in court for a long time, and standing in the palace today, she just feels like a world away.
Someone impeached her, but she didn't move.
She just looked at Her Majesty.
Finally, Her Majesty let out a long sigh, dismissed her from the position of Grand Tutor, and relegated her to Nanyue as the state shephard.

She already knew that what she was going to do was an important thing, but outsiders didn't know it, and all cast her sympathetic or gloating eyes.

But she straightened her back because she knew she had a clear conscience.

There are only two things that make her hard to let go, one is that she doesn't know how to explain to her parents who are proud of her, and the other is that after many years when she comes back, Miss A Zhi may not even know her.

Fortunately, after the court was over, Her Majesty called her back to Xuanshi Hall, and Bo Mengshang thought, this time, she must remember to stop Miss Azhi when she came out, and express her feelings before leaving anyway.

Xu Weiqing and Fang Yunli were also there, and Her Majesty put some paper in a box and gave them to them, saying: “The output is not much now, but when the output increases in the future, I will give you more.”

After saying this, she was quite moved and said: “South Vietnam is hot and humid, miasma is rampant, Ai Qing must take care of her body, from now on, you will go thousands of miles, and you will cherish it.”

Her Majesty held her hand and stared into her eyes as if she had a thousand words to say to her, but she didn't say anything.
At the exit, Bo Mengshang felt her heart surging and her mind went blank.
After expressing a lot of determination, she left Chaoyang Palace.

When she arrived at Suzaku Gate, her IQ finally came back, and Bo Mengshang remembered that she forgot to stop Azhi to talk again.

That probably has no chance.

Bo Mengshang was a little frustrated, but at the same time, she felt that it was a good thing that she didn't have a chance.
After all, she didn't know if she would have a chance to come back, so what if she told Miss Azhi? Could it be that others waited for her??

Not good.

With such a long sigh, she was about to go home when a voice that she had been thinking about day and night came from behind him—

“Master Bo? Is it true?

A Zhi trotted up to her, panting, and said: “Master Bo, today I just take a rest and you are about to go on a long journey.
Let me treat you to a meal.
Thank you for your care all this time.”

Mengshang said: “No, no, let me invite you.”

Azhi said: “Let me invite you.
Haven't we known each other for a long time, and we still need to be so polite?”

It was hot, and she thought to myself: Fortunately, my hair was a little messy yesterday, so she can cover my ears.

But then she changed my mind and thought: Oops, the hair is messed up.

Fu Ping’An naturally didn't know that her ex-teacher was a hidden love brain.
Now that there is no grand tutor, she has a new problem.

Who will be the next Imperial Teacher?

There are currently two choices before her, one is to choose a young puppet like Bo Mengshang, and the other is to choose a famous Confucian.

All the powerful emperors must choose one, but for her, the second is not a bad idea, because choosing the second can win her the favor of Confucian scholars in the government and the opposition, which is very important to her.
In the past, because the regent was very fond of Confucian scholars, they have a very high degree of favorability for the regent.


But this has led to the fact that if you want to choose a great Confucian who has nothing to do with the regent, the range of choices is not very wide. 


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