The Count was silent and looked at Martin, with relief, praise... and memories.

After a long time, the count took a breath, stared into Martin's eyes, and said seriously: "You are a truly kind person, Martin."

Kind?

Maybe...

"Raising workers' wages and improving people's lives are all good goals. What else?" the count asked again.

He felt that Martin must have some better suggestions.

Since he had said this, Martin had completely let go and talked downwards according to his own ideas.

From the improvement of the lives of the poor, urban development, expansion of the enrollment of the garrison and separation of responsibilities, to the expansion of the government departments, it was not known until it was late at night.

Gudu--

Cliny handed over a glass of juice, Martin said thank you, and then raised her neck and finished drinking in one sip.

The sweet and sour coolness makes the throat feel much more comfortable.

At this time, Clin and Rocky were sitting on the sofa, and they looked at Martin with admiration.

The two of them were called by the Count in the morning.

In addition to the two siblings, Tiya also sat opposite the sofa.

He joined later.

I don't know what method the count used, but when Martin was halfway through his speech, Tia pushed open the door and walked in.

Unlike the calm expression she used to be, Tiya also had deep doubts when she looked at Martin.

"Teacher, how do you know these things?" Clin asked, and poured Martin a glass of juice very well.

Martin just explained his opinions from many aspects, and some of them made the two siblings a little confused, but they could understand the extraordinary aspects of these opinions from their father's expression.

The three students originally thought that Martin was only knowledgeable in natural philosophy and history, but now they felt that it seemed that it was more than that.

Martin took another sip of juice and said with a smile: "It's just some general suggestions. Whether it is feasible or not needs to be verified. Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth!"

In the past two hours just now, he has accumulated ideas in the past two months, as well as some temporary thoughts.

Nearly ten pages of content have been added to the notebook in front of Count Cross.

"Practice is the only criterion for testing truth..." The Count chewed the meaning of this sentence, and looked at Martin with a little more awesomeness.

He slowly put the notebook box on and said to Martin seriously: "These suggestions are not general, and many of them can be implemented directly. But you are right, practice is the only criterion for testing the truth!"

"There are many details that we can explore in practice. I believe that as long as the direction is correct and persistent enough, we will definitely find a perfect route."

Martin was relieved to receive the Count's affirmation.

After all, it is an experience summarized from the 21st century. It is still a matter of whether it is suitable for Faralin.

"So, do you think these policies can be implemented in Faraline?" Martin said with some joy.

He actually hoped that these suggestions would be fully adopted by the Count.

After all, this is also part of his huge future plan and plays an important role.

The Count smiled and nodded: "This is something that is good for Faralin, why not do it?"

But the Count also knew very well that if this matter really wanted to be implemented, it would definitely arouse opposition from many people.

Because the emergence of banks will inevitably affect the interests of many people.

For example, those black-hearted businessmen and many nobles are also vested interests.

The suggestions Martin just made have long been carefully considered and covers a wide range of aspects, covering all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

If it can be done, it will be a benign reform.

But Martin will not forget the consequences of those who failed to implement reforms in history.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but remind him carefully: "Earl, many of these plans are very long-term and take time. There is no need to rush to take effect in a short while. It is the best way to proceed step by step."

The Count smiled: "Sometimes I have to doubt whether you are a young man in his early twenties, so steady..."

"But don't worry, I know what's going on. Moreover, isn't you a great scholar still supervising? Haha! I believe you can definitely be under control."

Cross was very happy, laughed twice with hearty smiles, and seemed very confident.

Martin has nothing to question about the Count's confidence.

After getting along for such a long time, Martin also realized that the Count was definitely a cautious person.

Since he has such confidence, he must have considerable confidence.

The Count is not an ordinary nobleman. He stands behind him with a temple of craftsmen, and he is also an extraordinary person in the middle-level sequence.

And Martin also realized at this moment why the count invited Tia over after only half of the conversation.

With the protection and escort of this God's favor, I believe that even if there is a voice of opposition, I can use powerful means to suppress it.

After all, the divine power is now above the royal power.

So what should be done is the issue that the count should worry about, so he can watch it a little.

If there are any mistakes, just inform the count in time to solve the problem.

In the next two days, Martin wrote down the derivation process of the Lagrangian median value theorem in the next two days.

Unsurprisingly, the system did not respond to this.

This means that a different way of understanding "proof" is needed.

If nothing unexpected happens, Martin speculates that to meet this advanced condition, someone needs to understand his reasoning process!

However, the mathematical knowledge of the four students at present is not enough to do this.

They still don’t accumulate much of their functional knowledge, and it will take some time to teach if they want to understand the knowledge related to advanced mathematics.

So in the next mathematics class, several people will start to get involved in calculus under the guidance of Martin.

...

The light breeze blows, causing the green leaves in the broad-leaved forest to sway, making rustling sounds, cheerful and agile.

In the quiet forest, croaking insects are filling the quiet environment, and the sound of water flowing in the stream can be vaguely heard in the distance.

A simple wooden whistle tower stands on the top of the hillside.

This is the highest place nearby, although at first glance, the surroundings are covered with trees.

But if people and horses pass by, they will most likely be discovered by soldiers on the mail tower.

The premise is that the two soldiers on the mail tower perform their duties conscientiously and do not doze off and take a nap...

Under the hillside, several birds flew up from the woods.

In the whistle, a soldier was sitting on the ground, leaning against the railing, rising and wrapped in a blanket, and was sleeping soundly.

The other one was snoring along the pillar.

Among the two soldiers, the one who was standing suddenly woke up and yawned to look at the surrounding dense forest.

On the hillside, the trees around the sentry tower were cut down. Standing on the sentry tower, you can see a large area of ​​woods around you.

Suddenly, a strange sound came into the soldiers' ears.

A sense of vigilance suddenly popped up in my heart.

The soldier's eyes sank, and he quickly listened.

It was some kind of friction sound, like something was scimitaring wood back and forth.

He looked in the direction where the sound came from under the hillside, and his expression became a little confused.

"Jacques, Jacques!" He lowered his voice and shouted twice in his teammate's ears.

"It's time to change the duty? Is it already afternoon..." The soldier sitting on the ground was woken up by his teammates, rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked lazily.

"Shh, don't talk! Listen!"

The strange sound continued to ring.

Both of them became a little nervous.

After a few breaths, the sound disappeared.

The two stared at the woods covered by the canopy and looked at each other.

"What should I do? Do I need to call a signal flare?"

Ever since there were sign guns, beacon towers have been eliminated.

Traveler hills, most of the area is covered with lush forests.

This forest is divided into two from the right position, which is the boundary line between Reims and Gapher.

Gaffith occupied a little more forest area because in the conflict decades ago, Gaffith won.

On the boundary line, there are two to three towers every one or two kilometers.
To be continued...