When Ji Wan woke up, it was already past noon.
He slowly sat up from the bed and lay there in a daze for a while.
After putting on his pajamas, he called Xiao Cui and Yang Guan from outside.
Xiao Cui came in and began to make the bed in an orderly manner.
As usual, Yang Guan came over and used his spiritual power to massage Ji Wan's right leg.
This was Ji Wan's own suggestion. He is only thirteen years old, but his muscles are already atrophying and he is showing signs of malnutrition.
Although I don’t know if massage is useful, it can at least make the muscles and blood circulation feel more comfortable.
Otherwise, if his muscles atrophy severely in the future, Ji Wan might find it more difficult to walk.
You might end up in a wheelchair.
At this time, the faint scent of sandalwood lingered in the room, and scattered sunlight shone through the hollow carved window frames.
The early summer sunshine makes people feel very comfortable.
Four or five months have passed since Ji Wan came into this world.
First time experiencing summer here, I know from memory.
The temperature in Donglin is extremely hot every summer, which always makes people feel dry and thirsty.
Not to mention the farmers who work under the sun every day.
Almost every summer, countless people lose their lives due to high temperatures.
Ji Wan frowned when he thought of this, "Yang Guan, how much gold do I have left in my hands?"
Last time, the emperor gave Ji Wan five hundred taels of gold.
Ji Wan devoted almost all his time to making bricks in the imperial kiln, building cities and schools.
I don’t know how many are left now.
"Your Highness, there are still one hundred taels of gold left." Yang Guan had learned the massage technique specifically from the doctor.
I have been doing massage for almost four months and my technique has become much more sophisticated.
One hundred taels of gold, it’s barely enough if I don’t do anything at the moment.
If it is used for construction, it is really not enough.
Ji Wan sighed with a headache, still having to make money.
It is really difficult to move forward without money. As summer is approaching, many farmers have to start working on their farmlands to prevent drought and irrigate them.
If you want to hire people to rebuild the city again, it will cost more money.
The key is where to get so much money.
Yang Guan had finished the massage, and Ji Wan temporarily put aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind.
Lunch was served.
Now Ji Wan has hired someone to research many new dishes.
Spicy dishes that are popular in modern times have returned to Ji Wan's table.
Ji Wan took a sip of the spicy hot soup. It was hot now, so the soup cooled down slowly.
Even after it has been air-dried for a while, it still feels hot when it touches my lips.
In early summer, it is still a bit hot at noon.
Ji Wandu was wearing a gauze dress, but she couldn't help sweating while drinking hot soup.
It would have been nice if there had been ice in ancient times.
You can also have some ice drinks.
Wait, ice?
"Yang Guan, do you have any magical skills to make ice?"
In this era, only the rich and powerful families can afford ice.
There is no other reason, it takes a lot of manpower and material resources to build an ice room.
That is, a place specifically for storing ice for the next winter.
People are also sent to collect clean ice in winter.
Moreover, it is very difficult to get ice. Unless you are from a wealthy aristocratic family, it is difficult to use ice at will in summer.
Not to mention that ordinary people want to use ice in the hot summer.
"Your Highness, there is such a spell, but it requires the caster to have water spiritual roots, or to use a formation directly to release it." Yang Guan replied respectfully.
Water Spiritual Root? Ji Wan thought of the child laborers who were still attending school, no, students.
"I heard that casting spells more often is beneficial to cultivating spiritual power. Is this true or not?"
Ji Wan really couldn't help it. If he could really improve his spiritual power, wouldn't he be able to cultivate talents and contribute to his own money-making business?
"Your Highness is right. If you don't make progress in the path of cultivation, you will regress. God rewards hard work. Many people with poor talents can become strong through their own efforts.
If Your Highness begins training those children from a young age, then when they reach adulthood, they will naturally be incomparable to their peers in the [Realm].
Yang Guan really couldn't imagine what would happen if His Highness really gave many children the opportunity to exercise from an early age.
A hundred years later, how many powerful people in the God Transformation Stage will be created?
In the [realm], because there are no secret realms suitable for young children, children usually practice in the mountains, and then go down the mountain after the foundation-building period to enter the secret realm for training.
Even within the [realm], there are few people like Her Royal Highness the Princess who provide these children with many cultivation resources.
Apart from anything else, the spiritual power required for these children to cast spells is enormous.
Fortunately, His Highness still has a small spiritual vein available for use, which should be enough to last for ten or eight years.
Ji Wan clapped his hands. Although he always felt that employing child labor was a sin, this was, after all, a world of immortal cultivation where humans were worse than dogs.
Those children also have spiritual powers. It would be better to make good use of them and build our own motherland.
When our motherland becomes stronger, we will not let these children go to study in other countries.
As the leader of Qingshi State, I can provide cultivation resources to the children in my state.
It has to be said that this move achieves multiple goals at one stroke.
But then again, how can we get parents to agree to let their children work to become self-reliant?
Ji Wan thought of this and said, "Yang Guan, prepare the horse. I want to go to the academy to find Chan Hua."
"Yes." Yang Guan hunched over and went to inform the doorman to prepare the horses.
Ji Wan and others came to report that everything was ready, and then Xiao Cui supported Ji Wan and led him out of the county magistrate's residence.
Yang Guan massaged for several months and it was not without results.
On the contrary, Ji Wan's legs no longer hurt when he walks as before.
This is enough to show how terrifying spiritual power is. It can even relieve diseases brought from the womb.
Xiao Cui's arms are not as strong as Yang Guan's.
On the contrary, due to malnutrition in childhood, his arms are quite thin.
"You are so thin. Is the food made by the princess's chef not to your liking? You are too thin."
Ji Wan pinched Xiao Cui's arm, which looked malnourished.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Ever since I was bought by Your Highness from the pawnshop, my food, clothing, and daily expenses have improved countless times over.
I am so happy that I don’t dare to be picky.
It's just that I often didn't have enough food when I was young, so my body shape has become fixed."
Xiao Cui smiled shyly, and a warm feeling passed through her heart.
Ji Wan didn't say much, just advised: "Eat more regularly. You are still young and you can still recover."
Ji Wan saw many snack vendors setting up stalls on the road, and couldn't help but asked Yang Guan to buy several bags of hot snacks.
By the time Ji Wan arrived at the school, it was getting dark and it was already evening.
It was just time to get out of school.
The entrance was very lively, and some parents were chatting with people they knew.
Some had carriages with family crests waiting on the street next to the door.
The servant driving the horse was sitting on it, shaking his legs intermittently.
As the children walked out of the school, they all had happy expressions on their faces.
In just three or two steps, he fluttered and jumped into his parents' arms.
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