Yinzhen had always kept an eye on Fucha Mingsi, after all, he had a heavy burden on his shoulders, so he naturally knew about Fucha Qinglan.

Yinzhen thought about Fucha Qinglan's age, which was similar to Bobo's age. Bobo was in charge of railway financial coordination and would inevitably have to deal with people of the same age in the future. Fucha Qinglan was a good candidate. Yinzhen thought this in his heart, but he did not do anything about it.

Bobo has a long road ahead of him; he needs to discern, choose, and make decisions on his own...

It took a month after Fucha Mingsi returned for the railway bureau to fully assemble its team. Because there was no time to lose, they were ready to start work as soon as the personnel and equipment were in place.

"Take care of your health. You're just like your father, always forgetting to eat when you're busy. Your mother has already spoken to the people who serve you, and they'll bring you food every day at mealtimes. You must eat. You're still young, and your mother won't stop you from going out and making your way in the world, but don't make your mother worry..."

Bobo is also going on this business trip. It's the first time her son has traveled far away alone, so Yunrong, as his mother, is naturally very worried and gives him very detailed instructions, just in case there's anything she hasn't taken care of.

Bobo was very patient and didn't find it annoying to listen, but Yunrong herself got a little annoyed by her own nagging.

"...I won't say any more to you, lest I get annoyed by hearing it too much."

Bobo laughed and said, "What Mother said is not annoying."

As for whether it's annoying or not, I don't know.

As for An'an? Of course, he couldn't go with her. Not to mention that she was too young to be of any use at four or five years old, the medical environment in ancient times was limited. Bobo could go out and get some experience when she was ten or so, but An'an was too young. No matter how carefree Yinzhen and Yunrong were, they couldn't let their youngest son go with their eldest son.

Yunrong helped Bobo onto the carriage. Although there was a steam carriage, there was only one, and it was inconvenient to drive it around, so the current mode of transportation was still the horse-drawn carriage.

Besides, steam cars are too conspicuous. If they encounter anti-Qing and pro-Ming forces after going out, they'll become easy targets.

After seeing Bobo off, Yunrong took An'an, who looked unhappy, back home.

"Mother, why can't I go with my brother?"

Yunrong didn't want to lie to him, but she knew he probably wouldn't understand if she told him the truth, so she said, "You'll understand when you grow up. Your brother will be back in a while, don't worry!"

Yinzhen sent Bobo out to train him, not to put him in charge of railway finances indefinitely. In fact, the Ministry of Revenue didn't have to be present during railway construction, but Yinzhen still sent Bobo. The main reason was to let Bobo interact with more people and learn about the intricacies of the system.

No one dares to deceive Bobo in his presence, so Bobo's overall character is still somewhat simple. Sending him out is also to temper his character and let him know the wickedness of people.

No one is born a politician. A great politician is simply someone with a thoughtful mind and the courage to face the dangers of the world.

Bobo is naturally intelligent and quick to understand things. He understands many principles, but he lacks someone to hone his skills. Things will definitely not be peaceful in the railway bureau, especially when it comes to money.

In their past lives, some people dared to "skim" money from the Crown Prince. Those who can't resist money are incredibly bold! They won't let any opportunity slip by.

Bobo is still young, and some people will surely think they are too clever to understand the intricacies of the situation. But as Bobo sees more of the world, he will come to understand the wickedness of human nature.

"My lord, I have prepared some snacks. Would you like some?"

Bobo had already eaten and wasn't hungry, so she declined, saying, "No need, just bring me a pot of tea."

"yes"

Bobo sipped her tea, then took out a book from a hidden compartment in the carriage and started reading intently. It didn't seem like long before the carriage stopped.

"Master, we've arrived."

Bobo got off the carriage and came to Fucha Mingsi. Fucha Mingsi had met Bobo before, so he was not unfamiliar with him.

"This servant greets the First Prince. May the First Prince be well."

"Lord Mingsi, you're too kind. Please get up."

"Thank you, Brother Xie."

The people kneeling behind them also stood up.

Bobo looked at the man standing behind Fucha Mingsi, who was about the same height as him, and said with a smile, "This is Lord Mingsi's son. I heard from Father that the young master is very talented in physics, and Father has praised him a lot."

When Fucha Mingsi heard Bobo say that, he was still happy. Whether the words were sincere or just polite, they were praising his son. How could he not be happy?

"Your Majesty flatters me. My son is ignorant and still has much to learn!"

Fucha Mingsi also loved Bobo. Bobo had been exposed to physics for longer than Fucha Mingsi, and with his mother Yunrong being almost like a cheat code, his physics knowledge was very solid, naturally making him better than Fucha Mingsi's son.

Fucha Mingsi also knew that Yinzhen had taken Bobo to the steam train manufacturing camp and even participated in some of the work.

He was well aware of the difference between his son and the eldest prince, but other people's sons were still other people's sons, and he was happier to have his own son doing well.

Besides, Fucha Mingsi knew that the eldest prince couldn't possibly specialize in physics. The emperor was grooming the eldest prince as his successor, and his own son was about the same age as the eldest prince. He understood why the emperor mentioned his son in front of the eldest prince, and he was happy to see it happen.

"Qinglan, come and greet the First Prince."

Fucha Qinglan also understood that she would probably have to deal with the First Prince a lot in the future.

Just as Qinglan was about to bow, Bobo said with a smile, "Don't be so polite, it's getting late, let's hurry up and go."

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