"What is ideal?" Pei Renhou asked curiously.

Lin Feng shook his head embarrassedly and quickly changed to a children's easy-to-understand statement: "That is, have you ever thought about what job you want to do most when you grow up?"

"I want to be a captain." Pei Renhou snatched.

"I want to be a general." Huang Hui was unwilling to fall behind.

"Grand official."

"Musician."

...

All kinds of strange ideals were reported one after another, and Moore and Shi Fei were "missionaries" and "heroes" respectively.

"But, what if your family asks you to inherit your ancestral business and continue to do business?" Lin Feng suddenly poured a basin of cold water.

The children suddenly became depressed, and Pei Renhou said dissatisfiedly: "Then I'll sneak out and go out to sea by myself."

Lin Feng couldn't help laughing loudly, pointing at the cute little guy and said, "Good ambition, but I'll ask you, you need physical strength to drive a boat, navigation knowledge, and courage to encounter waves. If you don't study hard now, don't exercise well, you won't drive away even if you give you a boat."

Pei Renhou was said to have become wilted and lowered his little head to his chest.

"I have said so much to you. In fact, the most important meaning I want to express is that your souls must be free." Lin Feng raised his voice and pointed at the children and said, all of them looked at Lin Feng in confusion.

"However the soul is free, first of all, you must not rely on others, not rely on money, not physically, and not in action. You have confidence, determination, and ability to do what you want. If you stop being emotional because the food is not up to your taste, you may give up your ideals because of a boring gossip tomorrow; if you leave today because of the three non-criteria principle, you may give up your dreams tomorrow because of a little obstacle, then what meaningful things can you do in your life?

People who are truly free of their souls can be able to face poverty and face wealth as well, because they have their own direction and pursuits. Now, you can tell me if you leave your family’s money, you cannot be a dignified man, a man with a high-spirited and free soul.”

Lin Feng's tone became more and more anxious. Finally, he stood up, turned his back to them, and said coldly: "Now, if someone wants to leave, I will never stop him; if I don't want to leave, I hope that in the future you will come over and tell me that I won the competition today and what progress I have made today, instead of telling me that the food is not delicious and the training is too hard."

It was silent for a long time.

Just as Lin Feng was about to turn around, a small hand grabbed the corner of Lin Feng's clothes. Huang Hui said loudly: "Uncle Lin, we will not leave, and we will no longer complain. From today on, we will let Brother Chen Fei know that we are the best without the money at home."

Lin Feng turned around with a smile, hugged every little guy, and asked them to go to training.

The children cheered and ran away.

After doing the children's ideological work, Lin Feng sat on the grass and remembered the problems he had been thinking about during his private visit. He gave these children some advice and gave them some advice. However, how can he truly enlighten the people in Shouzhou City and even the whole world to establish their own ideals and work hard to do what they want and should do.

Starting from July 11, another notice with the seal of the Shouzhou Governor's Mansion appeared in the Shouzhou City and on the neighborhoods of each county town: "Letter to the Shouzhou people", and the content is still very novel: within ten days from now on, every Shouzhou people send letters, door-to-door, personal, or joint-trades can be proposed to the Governor's Mansion that they think Shouzhou should do the three most practical things this year.

When will the government listen to the opinions of the people when doing things? Another shock wave made the whole city boil again. The streets and alleys, neighbors and left and right were discussing fiercely about these three practical things.

In the evening of July 11th, under a huge camphor tree in Defuli, Shouzhou City, the crowd surrounded several floors, listening carefully to the quarrel between the two.

A young man in Confucian uniform waved his hands outwards, his face full of disdain: "I can't tell you how capable Lin Feng can be. Besides, he doesn't need to spend money on anything. Shouzhou will not charge taxes this year. How much money can the governor's mansion have to do? Let's see, in the end he can't do anything."

A strong man with open arms was so angry that his face turned red, pointing at the scholar like a cannon and cursing: "Who doesn't know that the whole street has a grudge against Lord Lin because he failed to apply for the Shouzhou Business Daily and attacked Lord Lin everywhere. Lord Lin was incompetent, and who in the world still had the ability? The Chu State was brought back so big, and the arrogant Khitans were obedient to him. Qingyuan Army and Fuzhou were easily taken back. This is called incompetence. You should be stupid in your study.

Speaking of money, Lord Lin has made so many magical inventions, and wealthy businessmen in the world are rushing to send money to Shouzhou. You pay for the factory at the foot of Bagong Mountain, and you pay for the high salary for recruiting workers. Lord Lin adopts orphans, raises orphans, and even cleans the streets for us. Such a good official is not in your eyes. What kind of official can you be respected."

The scholar was stunned by the strong man's words, his face turned red, and he jumped and said, "Even if he did something, how long he could do in Shouzhou, you should not have dreams. Maybe in a few days, he will be transferred back to Jinling."

"Mr. Lin may be transferred." It was the strong man's turn to be stunned.

"Of course." The scholar suddenly became arrogant and pointed to the strong man's nose, "As you said, since he is so capable, how long will he stay in the small Shouzhou? Let me tell you, he is just a person who has experienced the experience. The rabbit's tail cannot grow, so he is trying new tricks every day. If he doesn't believe it, he will look at it. None of these things can be completely finished."

"Impossible, it's impossible." The strong man murmured, and suddenly turned to everyone and said, "Neighbors come and comment, may Lord Lin leave us? Will he be such a person?"

"impossible."

"Maybe, Lord Lin can't be the governor of our Shouzhou forever."

The crowd next to him was talking, but the more he talked, the more he became more and more nervous. Such a good official would definitely leave in the future. Who knows what kind of official will come next?

The scholar became more proud and shook his head and said, "Since ancient times, there are so many examples in the book. Anyone who stands with the common people will inevitably be regarded as a thorn in his eyes by high-ranking officials and powerful people. They will want to get rid of the thorn in their flesh. You can see, I'm afraid that he will not be able to stay in Shouzhou in the end."

When the strong man heard everyone's discussion, his face turned gloomy and ugly. He suddenly slapped his bulging belly and said loudly: "Mr. Lin is so smart, how could he be plotted by some bastards? I don't believe that a good person like him will have trouble."

"Good man, I heard that he killed tens of thousands of people in Tanzhou City. Such a person would be a good man." The scholar said even more disdainful and curled his lips. However, he saw anger and anger on his face in a blink of an eye, and quickly changed his tone and said, "Okay, even if he is a good man, a good man has not been rewarded since ancient times. Let's wait and see. He will be in trouble if he can't live much time, I'm afraid even our Shouzhou City will be in great trouble."

"You are talking nonsense. Lord Lin has brought hope to the people of Shouzhou. He will definitely make our lives better." The strong man clenched his fists and forced the scholar towards the scholar, as if you were talking nonsense and I would beat you up, which scared the scholar so much that he took a few steps back.

"Amitabha, please calm down, please listen to the little monk's words." A bald monk walked out of the crowd.
Chapter completed!