Mao Wenlong finalized the matter in just a few words, and did not give Xin Wei a chance to defend himself at all. Fortunately, things are not too difficult to do, Xin Wei finally obediently accepted the order, and chose the address of the school here.

After hastily finalizing the location of the school, Mao Wenlong and Xin Wei took a hot air balloon back to the residence of the inner college.

As soon as Xin Wei sat down, he asked Mao Wenlong another problem; "Chief soldier, this place is well chosen, and it is not a problem to build a school house, and the engineering department in the academy can be completed within a month. The biggest problem now is to find a professor of knowledge, after all, the students who come are all foreigners, and this language barrier is a big trouble. ”

Mao Wenlong hadn't taken this question into account before, and it would be brought up by Xin Wei, and he was also stumped on the spot. After thinking for a while, Mao Wenlong frowned and asked, "Hasn't the academy cultivated talents in this area?" ”

Xin Wei smiled bitterly: "Chief soldier, although the academy is large, there is no such discipline. And since ancient times, it has been those people from outside the fan who have come to study here, but no one of us has gone out, so they have taken the initiative to learn the language, and we have not specially run a school for this class. ”

Mao Wenlong thought about it for a while, and felt that what Xin Wei said was indeed reasonable, since ancient times, the Celestial Empire has indeed been a powerful existence. Those people outside the country came first, but the current Ming Dynasty seems to be going to the world, so Mao Wenlong feels the need to start this language class.

Luzon has always had intensive contacts with the Ming Dynasty, and it is not difficult to find some people who understand Luzon's Chinese language. Mao Wenlong then asked Xin Wei to wait for a while, and then he directly wrote a letter, asking Adou to immediately send someone to the Ming Emperor, asking him to find all the talents he needed and send them to the academy within a month.

Xin Wei was also relieved when he learned about it, as long as the emperor ordered it, it was not difficult to find people who were fluent in the Luzon language.

Mao Wenlong was silent for a moment, and then said to Xin Weiyan: "Now the Japanese state is also under our control, and North Korea is also submissive. Next came Luzon, and then there were many smaller countries overseas. All of this will happen in the near future, and you have to get as many dialect classes as you can now, and you can't delay that. ”

Although Xin Wei didn't understand why Mao Wenlong cared so much, he still agreed very neatly. The two biggest problems have been solved, and Xin Wei can handle the rest of the school by himself.

Mao Wenlong waved Xin Wei away, and was about to take a rest, but saw Adou turn back.

"Chief soldier, the letter has been arranged to be delivered." Adou bowed his hand.

"Okay, if there's nothing to do, you can go down and rest!" Mao Wenlong nodded in response.

"Chief soldier, I wonder when we will leave for Nanjing?" Adou suddenly asked.

"Nanjing...... Two days later, you arrange it. Mao Wenlong thought about his response for a moment.

"Do you want to go in a hot air balloon, or do you want to walk on land?" Adou asked again.

If you choose a hot air balloon, it will definitely be fast and comfortable, and you can avoid a lot of troubles or accidents on the road. But Mao Wenlong has not returned to the Ming Dynasty for more than two years, and he is quite interested in the changes in the Ming Dynasty now.

"Just take a horse-drawn carriage and take a look at the scenery along the way." Mao Wenlong made a decisive decision.

Adou said yes, and then resigned.

Nanjing Metropolis!

In the imperial study, Mao Jingwen smiled with joy on his face, his father returned to Daming, and it was finally time for the father and son to reunite. More than two years have passed since the last farewell, and Mao Jingwen has grown from an ignorant teenager to an emperor who dominates the world. Especially in the past year, after Hong Chengchou went to the Japanese Kingdom, without his assistance, Mao Jingwen grew faster.

Mao Wenlong has always been the object of Mao Jingwen's worship, and his worship of his father has made Mao Jingwen always follow in the footsteps of Mao Wenlong. The Ming Dynasty is thriving at the moment, but nothing major has happened, and he is buried in official business all day long, and Mao Jingwen is also tired of this life.

He began to look forward to Mao Wenlong's life on an expedition overseas, and Mao Jingwen felt that a good man should fight on the battlefield, instead of being in the court all day long, listening to those civil and military ministers fighting war of words. It's a pity that he, as the king of a country, can he personally fight on the battlefield, and now Mao Jingwen already understands why his father didn't ascend to the throne himself, but forcibly helped his young self up.

After being fooled into being the emperor for nearly ten years, Mao Jingwen also began to wake up, and he also began to consciously cultivate his eldest son. is ready to hand over the throne to him when the time is ripe, and then Mao Jingwen can follow in the footsteps of his father and fight overseas together.

was pondering, and suddenly there was a report from the inner servant outside the door: "Your Majesty, there is a letter from Weihaiwei Academy!" ”

"Bring it in." Mao Jingwen commanded in a deep voice.

A little eunuch lowered his head, hurriedly delivered the letter to the desk, put it down and quietly withdrew by himself.

Mao Jingwen opened the envelope directly and looked at it, and after a while, he smiled and muttered: "My father is finally coming to Nanjing, so good, my son will ceremoniously take over the wind and wash the dust for my father!" ”

Subsequently, Mao Jingwen immediately ordered the Ministry of Rites to plan a grand plan for the Minister of Rites. After receiving the order, the Ministry of Rites did not dare to slack off, if it was for someone else to pick up the wind and wash the dust, then the Ministry of Rites would definitely protest with Mao Jingwen, the emperor. But it was Mao Wenlong who received him, so there was nothing to protest about, and there was no waste of extravagance.

Nanjing began to prepare a high-level celebration plan in full swing, and Mao Wenlong also began to embark on the road to Nanjing. Under the escort of 3,000 secret guards, a convoy of nearly 100 carriages slowly moved forward on the pipeline.

At the junction of Qingzhou Mansion and Yunzhou Mansion, Mao Wenlong's convoy had already walked here, and seeing that it was not early, even if he hurried up, he would definitely not be able to reach the town ten miles away.

After consulting Mao Wenlong's consent, Adou ordered to set up camp in this wilderness. Except for 1,000 of the 3,000 secret guards, the rest were all sent out by Adou to spy on whether the surroundings were safe. The charioteers and servants began to busily light the fire and cook, and the calm wilderness suddenly became bustling.

Mao Wenlong accompanied Chen Lan and Hong Ziyan to rest in a relatively quiet place, Adou didn't dare to get too close, but he didn't dare to go too far. Dozens of secret guards were even hidden in the shadows to ensure the safety of Mao Wenlong.

Although the road is smooth and the carriage is not so bumpy, it is always uncomfortable to sit for a long time. Hong Ziyan moved her body slightly, and complained to Mao Wenlong: "Xianggong, we could have arrived in Nanjing comfortably in a hot air balloon, but you are good, you have to take a carriage." ”