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Chapter 855 A conscientious person

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    So, Fang Jifan looked for an auspicious day.

    Firecrackers are crackling in this house.

    Fang Jifan took a shower and changed clothes, and held a grand ceremony to accept his disciples.

    Twenty-two children knelt down in the hall, while Fang Jifan sat high on a chair and took a sip of tea.

    The more disciples he has, the more Fang Jifan feels that he should be reserved and calm.

    The disciples bowed.

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    These gifts for repairing were all sent by Zhu Houzhao and various trustees.

    Fang Jifan has always felt that society needs to progress. Even if it is discounted, giving some copper coins, or gold and silver, it is better than giving some bacon.

    But there is nothing we can do about it.

    He looked at the simple and innocent children below and couldn't help but sigh, thinking that back then, I was as pure as them. Unexpectedly, in just a few years, I was no longer a child.

    Fang Jifan coughed: "After entering our school, from now on, you need to study hard, as if you are a teacher Ah, no, like your senior brother, study hard and behave yourself. What to say as a teacher, that is  What, do you understand everything?"

    "Why?" Xu Pengju looked confused.

    "" Fang Jifan had the idea of ????killing chickens to scare monkeys.

    "Don't ask why!" Fang Jifan said sternly.

    Xu Pengju looked confused: "Why aren't you allowed to ask?"

    Zhu Zaimo said sharply: "Xu Pengju, shut up."

    Xu Pengju seemed to be afraid of Zhu Zaimo, so he kept silent, but he was still thinkingwhy.

    Under the guidance of grandma, the children performed the apprentice salute, held their hands and bowed.

    This ceremony is considered complete.

    Fang Jifan stood up and looked at the boys: "From now on, I will be your mentor. There are also many of your senior brothers, including Senior Brother Ouyang, Senior Brother Liu, Senior Brother Tang and Senior Brother Wang"

    Fang Jifan paused, and then said: "Wait, wait, wait. In short, after joining our sect, the first rule of this sect is to treat the teacher like a father, and whatever you say for the teacher will be whatever you say. You will definitely know it in your heart."  If you have any conflicts, it doesn¡¯t matter. Take your time and I will teach you as a teacher. Secondly, as our successor, we hope that you can be a good person like your senior brothers. Just like a teacher, you must know loyalty and etiquette.  , know your integrity!¡±

    "Okay, there's nothing else to say." Fang Jifan shook his head.

    "Pretending to be cool with a bunch of brats is like hitting mosquitoes with a cannon. It's really boring.

    He shook his head and left.

    Making money is important.

    After leaving the courtyard, Fang Jifan was about to leave. He took the horse and was about to turn over when he saw someone face him and said, "Fang Xianniece."

    Fang Jifan raised his head.

    Then I saw Zhang Mao walking quickly.

    Fang Jifan smiled at him and said, "Zhang Shibo, you didn't go to worship today?"

    Zhang Mao just hummed and said without comment: "Come on, come on, I have something to tell you."

    Fang Jifan nodded and led the horse on foot obediently.

    Zhang Mao sighed and said: "There is one thing that I am unhappy about. After much thought, I still have to come to you. You know my second son. Although he is not as accomplished as Zhang Xin, he can still be regarded as the best in the Xiaoqi camp.  He is skilled in bow and horse, and he is a good man. He is just such a son, Zhang Zixian, you have seen him before, right?"

    Fang Jifan was ashamed: "My disciple."

    "That's right, that guy Zhang Xin, I really want to break his legs. How could he be so bold and dare to bring that child over? But, it's a done deal, what can I do?"

    He lamented: "Actually, many people are notreally unwilling to let their children come to study with you, butthey are still childrenthat's all, that's all. What I mean is that Zhang Zixian has already  I¡¯ll give you my master¡¯s greetings.¡±

    Fang Jifan nodded: "That's right."

    Zhang Mao patted Fang Jifan on the shoulder: "But there is one thing that I haven't thought through. I won't be able to sleep well anyway. I told you, don't think I'm thick-skinned."

    "Where, where, among all the uncles, Zhang Shibo has the thinnest skin."

    Zhang Mao laughed loudly and shook his head: "Of course, otherwise, why would your Majesty only believe in me? Not everyone is qualified to go to this sacrifice."

    Fang Jifan agreed very much.

    Because it¡¯s the truth.

    The person who presides over the Xiaoling Mausoleum in Nanjing is Duke Guo of Wei.Come on, people!  "

    "" Zhang Mao had a look of confusion, but he vaguely felt that Fang Jifan was sharpening his machete again. God knows who's head this machete will chop into this time.

    ?Looking at Zhang Mao¡¯s suspicious look.

    Fang Jifan laughed out loud, almost crying.

    Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

    Seeing Fang Jifan smiling, Zhang Mao also laughed.

    But Fang Jifan was thinking in his heart.

    Others thought we, Fang Jifan, were joking.

    I thought that our successor was just peeling off his skin and cramping his muscles, and he would do whatever it took.

    But who knows what Fang Jifan is thinking about is nothing more than food and clothing for countless people.

    So Fang Jifan laughed as if it was a joke, but his tears were of real value.  This is not laughter with tears, but laughter with tears.

    ¡°Don¡¯t worry about this, I will help my nephew no matter what.¡±

    Fang Jifan nodded: "Thank you."

    He immediately got on his horse and said goodbye to Zhang Mao.

    Zhang Mao couldn't help but ask: "Where is my nephew going?"

    Fang Jifan dropped one sentence: "Sell the house!"

    Zhang Mao watched Fang Jifan mount his horse and ride away.

    I couldn¡¯t help but shake my head.

    This child

    ??????? Some things are unclear

    His smile just now seemed to imply something.

    Why¡­¡­

    Zhang Mao sighed.

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