On the third day of the Lunar New Year, congratulations on the new year. Ten chapters are still issued today. I wish readers and friends a happy Chinese New Year and all the best!

The four of them talked about each other, Fan Sixi coughed and waved his hand gently, Fan Yuming and Fan Qinglian knew that their father and Fan Yubin had something to say, so they smiled and said goodbye to Fan Yubin.

"Virtuous nephew, I heard that you have bought a group of children and arranged them in a private school, and you are going to implement a new style of teaching in a private school?" Fan Sixi waited for his pair of children to go out before he said with a smile. He doesn't like to be an official or do business, but he likes miscellaneous studies, and he has a deep intersection with Fan's private school and participates more.

Fan Yubin's heart moved, and he hurriedly said solemnly: "It's my nephew Meng Lang, I should have told my second uncle in advance." ”

"Not really. The second uncle doesn't like these vanities either, so I asked you to come over today just to want to know what you think and see what the second uncle can do to help. Fan Sixi still said with a smile.

Fan Yubin took out a handwritten thin book from his sleeve and handed it to Fan Sixi: "This is a book that my nephew got from the West by chance, second uncle, you will check it." "In fact, this is just a comprehensive version of elementary school mathematics for later generations. The Arabic numerals in it are not unfamiliar to the people of the Ming Dynasty, but when combined with arithmetic, it is the first time that the big girl gets on the sedan chair.

"Good. It's really unconventional, simple and clear, okay! Fan Sixi squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully for a while, and couldn't help but applaud. He has studied miscellaneous studies very deeply, but he is a knowledgeable person.

"My nephew also has two books on physics and chemistry, both of which are obtained from the West, and they are both good things for the benefit of the country and the people. The nephew bought some teenagers into the private school in the house to learn new learning, just to train them well. On the one hand, I want to reserve some talents for Fanfu, and on the other hand, I also want to let these knowledge be better inherited and disseminated through them in the future. Fan Yubin wasted no time in continuing.

"Well, if you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will take care of the world. Good ambitions. Well done! Uncle Wei admires you a little now," Fan Sixi looked at Fan Yubin and said with a smile.

"Second uncle, my nephew actually really wants to ask the second uncle to come out of the mountain to help." Fan Yubin struck while the iron was hot and said with a smile.

"The second uncle can't be an official, and he is not good at business, so I'm afraid he can't help each other." Fan Sixi said with a haha, but there was a little cunning in his eyes.

"He's also a thousand-year-old demon." Fan Yubin sighed in his heart. Yes, being able to deliberately keep a low profile in a big family is not a kind of great wisdom that is as wise as foolishness.

"The second uncle does not want fame and wealth, but also regards money as dung. Dare to ask the second uncle what he wants? Fan Yubin didn't want to play Tai Chi with this second uncle, so he asked bluntly.

"All you want is peace of mind, peace of mind." Fan Sixi said in a low voice after a while.

The little nephew disagreed. Now the world is in turmoil, and the Ming Dynasty is in turmoil. The northern Tartars drove straight in, burning, killing and looting, and did all kinds of evil; The southern Francophile is eyeing the tiger, and the true colors of the jackal are exposed; The Central Plains was full of displaced people, and the people were displaced, starved everywhere, and even changed their children to eat, which can be described as miserable. In the face of this situation, how to calm down, how can you be at ease? Those are just excuses for escapism. Fan Yubin said sharply, and then his tone slowed down: "People have left their names, and geese have left their voices." The second uncle has a splendid heart and outstanding talent, does he really want to spend his life in vain, be willing to be an idle cloud and a wild crane, and let his skills go to waste? ”

"You..." After listening to Fan Yubin's words, Fan Sixi couldn't help but open his mouth. He pointed at Fan Yubin, his eyes staring at him, as if he had never known him, as if he wanted to get to know this strange and familiar nephew again.

After a long time, Fan Sanxi sighed heavily, and said disheartenedly: "I am a scholar, what virtue and how can I change all this, but I am just a mantis arm as a car." ”

"The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband! There are some things that there is no hope if you don't do them, and there may be infinite possibilities if you do them. Fan Yubin said as he picked up a piece of paper from the desk, folded it in the middle, and then picked up a pen and wrote and drew on it, and soon the prototype of a four-page newspaper appeared in later generations. Fan Yubin raised his hand and mentioned the three big words "Pioneer Daily" on the forehead of the first page.

"The Herald? What is it? Fan Sixi asked puzzled.

"It's a Western newspaper." Fan Yubin didn't want to make trouble for himself, so he had to use the West as an excuse, he said gently: "What the little nephew asked the second uncle to do when he went out of the mountain was to run a newspaper, use the newspaper to enlighten the people's wisdom, lead public opinion, and be the pioneer of the times." You see, this first edition can be published in the imperial court's official newspaper and some current affairs, so that the people can also learn about national affairs. The second edition can publish articles by scholars, governing concepts, local opinions, academic exchanges, and school debates, forming a situation where a hundred schools of thought contend. It's not clear to say things, and it's not clear to argue. The third edition can be published with poems, lyrics, songs, autumn moons, and serialized novels, mainly to increase interest; The fourth edition is mainly miscellaneous, about people's livelihood... ”。

Fan Sixi's face kept changing, suspicious, confused, excited, and finally replaced by a face full of pride. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, as if he had thought of something. He slapped the table heavily: "Virtuous nephew, there is a big problem in the middle!" ”

"Is it a printing problem?" Fan Yubin asked with a grin.

"Yes. Engraving is time-consuming and costly, and the wood-type printing is blurry and the effect is not good. If this problem cannot be solved, running a newspaper is just empty talk. Fan Sixi was obviously interested in running a newspaper, and said urgently: "Also, Zhangjiakou is just a border pass, not a good place to run a newspaper." ”

Now there is a saying in the society, that is, during the Ming Dynasty, there was copper printing in China, and the author thought it might be a misunderstanding. Copper is hard and not suitable for engraving, which is why there is no iron printing. Movable type printing is divided into two parts: characters and plates, and the so-called Ming Dynasty copper printing should be copper plate wooden characters.

"My nephew has just acquired a new technology from the West, and the printing effect is as fast as the wooden type, but the effect is much better than the wooden type." Fan Yubin raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. He took a sip of tea before he said slowly: "In addition, I want to ask the second uncle to move to Nanjing... ”

"Nanjing? Great place! What a thought! Fan Sixi praised his beard, and looked at Fan Yubin's eyes with extremely complicated eyes.

"Second uncle, Yuming is also older, I want to take him with me after a while, whether it is to do learning, business, or learning when I like it, just follow his wishes." Fan Yubin said with a grin, not thinking that he was just a seventeen-year-old child.

"Then please." Fan Sixi solemnly bowed his hand to Fan Yubin, and seemed to ignore his age.