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Liu Jie¡¯s condition gradually stabilized.
Slowly, my body began to improve.
When he was finally able to go to the ground, he immediately found his master.
When Liu Jie met Fang Jifan, he wanted to salute him, but Fang Jifan stopped him and spoke with concern.
"Your injury has just recovered. You must not affect the injury any more, otherwise your father will come to seek revenge. At this time, this clich¨¦ etiquette will be dispensed with. Come on, sit down."
Liu Jie looked at his master with admiration.
The master really cares about me.
My life was saved by the prince and my master. I am afraid that I will never be able to repay the grace of teaching and saving my life.
Liu Jie looked like a completely different person when he came back from Huangjin Continent.
Not to mention that a man went to sea, experienced strong winds and waves, and repeatedly went deep into enemy territory. He was seriously injured and suffered from this disease for nearly a year.
¡°A person like this has endured unimaginable pain and unbearable loneliness. Even though he has just recovered from a serious illness and is frail, he still has a sense of awe and mystery.
Of course, this is someone else.
Fang Jifan was different. Fang Jifan treated him as a child.
Fang Jifan looked at Liu Jie, whose face was still pale, and couldn't help but sigh deeply: "Thank you for saving a life. Master did not expect that this Golden Continent is so dangerous."
Liu Jie couldn't help but said: "At least the student is still alive."
This sentence is decisive, but it is very touching.
Yes, how many people¡¯s blood has been spilled on that piece of land, and how many people¡¯s bones have turned into mud and will never come back.
So you are lucky to be alive.
Fang Jifan breathed a sigh of relief: "Your father, let the master take good care of you. You can be raised here these days."
Liu Jie nodded in agreement: "The student feels that his health is almost healed, but he just doesn't know when he can go to Huanghuangzhou."
"You still want to go?"
Fang Jifan looked at Liu Jie in surprise. After experiencing this life and death, Liu Jie still wanted to go to Huanghuangzhou, which puzzled him.
Liu Jie solemnly said: "There are many companions there, and they are all there. The student has made an agreement with them to break through Spain and return. How can a man break his promise? What's more, the student is useless here."
Fang Jifan was silent for a long time, then he spoke to Xu Xu: "Don't tell your father about this yet, let him take it easy."
"Oh!" Liu Jie nodded.
If Liu Jian knew that Liu Jie was going to Huanghuangzhou, he would probably be furious.
But Fang Jifan knew that he couldn't dissuade Liu Jie. He was such an old man and had his own opinions.
Therefore, Fang Jifan said to him: "If you have nothing to do for the time being, just stay in the academy. Master plans to open an interest class here to teach the astronomy, geography and customs of Huangjinzhou. Of course, we have to wait until Su Yue is willing to let you It¡¯s only after being discharged from the hospital.¡±
Liu Jie nodded, but frowned: "The students are a little worried."
"What are you worried about?" Fang Jifan asked, raising his eyebrows in confusion.
Liu Jie said: "Students are rotten by nature. I'm afraid that when teaching, not only will the students not be able to feel the dangers of the Golden Continent, but they will also make people yearn for the Golden Continent."
This is the honest truth.
Some people are naturally frightened when they encounter difficulties.
But some people can find joy in suffering. Also in the Golden Continent, some people feel that every day is a torment, but some people hold an optimistic spirit for this place where heroes can come into play.
Liu Jie is afraid that what he teaches will mislead his students.
Fang Jifan was excited. He stood up from his chair, stepped forward, and held Liu Jie's hand tightly: "Xiao Liu, what Master is looking for is someone like you."
Liu Jie was flattered.
He saw the master¡¯s eyes shining brightly.
Liu Jie was moved.
"A scholar dies for a confidant. My parents only gave me the kindness to raise me, but my master knew me."
He immediately stood up and saluted Fang Jifan solemnly: "Students must do their best."
Fang Jifan liked this straightforward child very much.
In any era, such people are rare.
EmperorThe bachelors were at a loss for words and couldn't think of anything at the moment.
Xie Qian, on the other hand, said bluntly: "When it comes to Fang Jifan's new learning, it's okay."
When the monarch and his ministers heard this, they all laughed.
Even Xie Qian couldn't help but smile.
The saint in their minds is like Saint Confucius, who is highly virtuous and respected.
Fang Jifan No matter how you look at that guy, he is so far away from him. How can he be a saint?
If Fang Jifan were a saint, everyone would find it funny.
It¡¯s not that the newly learned knowledge is not good or that Fang Jifan¡¯s disciples are not great.
It's just As long as Fang Jifan appears in everyone's mind, no matter how different the image is, at least it has nothing to do with the saint.
Emperor Hongzhi made a serious face: "Don't laugh, I and the ministers are discussing national affairs."
Xie Qian said: "I will die."
Although I said this, I thought in my heart that I still think that Fang Jifan really has the possibility of becoming a saint.
Xinxue is so powerful now, and the disciples are showing their talents even more.
Of course the image is a mess.
Although Xie Qian has an upright temper, he still has good vision. He is different from those pedantic scholars. He has vaguely felt that the new learning is about to sweep across the world.
In his view, knowledge does not necessarily distinguish between superior and inferior. The so-called public opinion is reasonable, and the mother-in-law's opinion is reasonable. After all, the foundation of knowledge is still in human beings. The disciples of the new learning and the disciples of the old learning only need to be compared with each other. The difference is there.
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