Time goes back to half a month ago, the day after Donald left Daming.

This day is the fourth Saturday in November, and according to Citi Nation's custom, this day is known as Thanksgiving.

A long time ago, Zhu Fugui's impression of this festival was probably just turkey and the "Heten, Heste, thank you, Mom, Heten, Heshi" in the circle of friends.

To be honest, when Zhu Fugui was still a second-year teenager, he really felt that Westerners were quite civilized, and they actually attached so much importance to gratitude and regarded gratitude as a festival Chinese......

Well, everyone has had such an unbearable teenage period, especially in that era surrounded by literary and youth magazines such as "Reader", it is difficult for Zhu Fugui not to fall into the blind worship of the West.

He even vividly remembers that when he was first admitted to university, his biggest hobby was to find books about China written by foreigners in the library.

From ancient history to the aid of the volunteer army to Korea, the more reversed, the more exaggerated, and the more enjoyable it is.

It seems that as long as the records of foreigners are authentic and credible.

Later, the Internet began to develop, and Zhu Fugui began to frequently like videos such as "XXX in the Eyes of Foreigners" and "Crooked Nuts Try XX for the First Time".

This is not Zhu Fugui's black history alone, but the common memory of a generation.

He still remembers talking about dreams when one of the girls in his class dreamed of marrying a Frenchman.

What a strange dream this is, even if you want to be a star, you want to make a lot of money, or even to put it ugly, that is, you want to be an aunt's wife and make money lying down, it is much more reasonable than marrying a "Frenchman", right?

But that's the way it is, she insisted, "No matter, no matter what, I'm just going to marry a Frenchman, whether he's old or ugly, poor or rich......

Well, until Zhu Fugui drank too much and crossed over, as far as he knew, this female classmate ended up marrying a civil servant whose family was not bad for money.

With the growth of experience, Zhu Fugui has long seen the sanctimonious nature of Western humanism, and has long understood what the sense of "Thanksgiving" is.

So it is not surprising that the fourth Saturday of November every year has also become the official anniversary of the Ming Empire.

But it's not Thanksgiving, it's Genocide Remembrance Day.

On this day, the Daming Royal Lumberjack, the Daming Royal Flour Mill, and the Daming Royal Mint all retain only a small part of their production capacity today, and give the workers a day off.

Troops, schools, and organs, except for those who really need to be safeguarded, are all on vacation.

It was also on this day that the Ming Imperial Museum was officially opened, and it was open to the public free of charge.

Because of his heroic performance in the Battle of Xinjin and his repeated exploits in the subsequent blockade (capturing all the colonists who migrated westward from Seattle to form an information black hole), Mo Bai, who had been promoted to the alternate guerrilla commander of the Ming Army, also came to the museum, intending to see the cultural treasures that Brother Xia had in mind.

"Uncle, are you a soldier?"

Just as Mo Bai was looking at the flow of laughter and laughter in the square, the hem of his clothes was pulled.

When I looked down, it was a little blonde girl with a ring of malt candy in her hand.

There is a white-looking girl in Fengdu, and it can only be the daughter of Lord Tang Sangui.

In fact, Zhu Fugui gave Donald the name Sangui to remind everyone all the time that this is not a 100% reliable person.

The Jews do not have a mother country, the Citi country is not, and neither is the Ming Dynasty.

But Zhu Fugui had already promised that one day he would establish a Jewish state in the land that their god had promised them, so that they would be peaceful and friendly neighbors with the believers of the Church of Peace and Friendship.

And Zhu Fugui didn't expect them to be grateful to him, and those Jews didn't care if they offered praise to God.

As long as they can ensure that a steady stream of oil is imported into Daming, this is the only thing Zhu Fugui cares about.

Zhu Fugui is sincere in making this promise.

After all, he had little interest in governing the lands west of the Pamirs.

The Imperial Graveyard is not called for nothing.

The terrible cohesion and exclusivity of desert religions will make governance costs prohibitive for any empire that conquers these lands.

In the end, it can only be managed in bondage, or it can only be ......

Why bother?

Zhu Fugui is not an Austrian art student, not to mention, the ethnic group he faces is far larger than the ethnic group targeted by art students.

The New World, Australia, and the tributary circle inherent in China that have almost no governance costs are where the Ming should focus on.

So although far away, Zhu Fugui had already formed the idea of using the Jewish's nails to control the key oil-producing areas.

It was this political commitment and a lot of money, combined with a little bit of deterrence, that made Donald as loyal as any other courtier in court for the foreseeable period of time.

And as Donald's daughter, Ivana was also able to spend a happy childhood in the Daming Phoenix Capital.

Can you not be happy, as an eight-year-old girl, but all day long in the kindergarten beating children......

This is mainly due to the fact that Daming does not have the ability to organize primary and secondary education, and there are very few children in this age.

On the contrary, universities and kindergartens have already been launched.

The latter is easier to understand, because many children will inevitably be born in the next few years, and kindergartens that can provide general education are inevitable.

And the university actually refers to the Guozijian.

The fourth Guozijian of the Ming Empire is naturally not the chicken rib institution that bought and gilded points in the past, but the [Ming Royal Academy of Sciences].

When he entered this school, he was a real protégé of the Son of Heaven.

Because His Majesty Zhu Fugui is not only the founder of the Guozijian and the first Guozijian sacrificial wine, but also the founder of most professions.

Just like Zhu Houzhao likes to use the name Zhu Shou to do things, in the cause of science, education, culture and health, Zhu Fugui also likes to use the current noble name.

The Guozijian Daming Royal Academy of Sciences has a total of 13 disciplines: philosophy, history, literature, art, education, law, economics, management, science, engineering, agriculture, medicine, and military science.

Of course, there are still relatively few teachers in Guozijian, and teaching is not full-time.

Zhu Fugui spends a few hours a week playing PPT for students......

That's right, of course, he will only put PPT......

Does anyone really think that Zhu Fugui can go to class in the Eight Classics? There can't really be anyone, right?

When the first batch of Guozijian students such as Geng Junhua and Geng Gongbu graduate, the pressure of teaching will be greatly reduced.

And it just so happened that Mo Bai was also recommended for admission to the first phase of Guozijian students, majoring in military science.

"Uncle, what are you thinking?"

Ivana stretched out her little hand and waved vigorously in front of Mo Bai.

Mo Bai reacted at this time, touched his head and said, "I'm sorry, I suddenly thought of the after-school homework assigned by Principal Zhu just now......"

"Do the military have homework too? And the Principal Zhu you said, is it Zhu Fugui, the master of ten thousand sleeps? Ivana asked, holding her chin with one hand.

"Haha, in addition to being a soldier, my uncle is also a student, little girl, do you have anything to do?" Mo Bai asked.

"That, it was Wan Sleeper who took me out to play today, but I lost him, and the teachers said that it was difficult to find the military master, so I came to you!"

Ivana frowned, as if she felt that Mo Bai's young face was not very reliable, "Uncle, you should know Wan Mianye, he is about the same age as you, a little more handsome than you, can you help me find him?" ”

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