Chapter 859

The matters in Qiongzhou have come to an end, and Yang Qing has also put his mind at ease.

It seems he has no interest in Qiongzhou's affairs, yet he is watching everything that happens there.

Otherwise, things would not have gone so smoothly.

In fact, the people of Jingmen, Changcheng, Hidden Dragon, and Thirteen Hall have all made arrangements in Qiongzhou.

They don't need to do much; their very presence is a deterrent.

The great reform not only brings great opportunities, but also harbors great danger.

It is very difficult to accomplish through normal means.

In history, countless reforms—when have they not faced numerous obstacles?

Relying on normal methods, even if Chen Feng were driven away, it might still not be completed!

For extraordinary matters, extraordinary means must be used.

Moreover, the most dangerous time has not yet arrived; when Chen Feng falls, that will be their moment to strike back.

Furthermore, they still face a huge obstacle: the Yang family.

If they want to pluck the peach, they must see whether the Yang family is willing to let go.

What Jingmen, Changcheng, Hidden Dragon, and Thirteen Hall are doing in Qiongzhou—surely the cabinet knows?

Nothing that happens in Daxia can be hidden from them.

Why do they not intervene?

First, Jingmen's actions are measured; they do not touch what they shouldn't.

Another reason is that what is happening in Qiongzhou is also what the cabinet wants to do.

Faced with Yingjiang's step-by-step pressure, all we can do is open up, open up, and open up again.

(Reality is also like that.)

Thus, everything Chen Feng has done actually aligns with the historical trend.

Otherwise, Yang Qing would not dare to take such a great risk.

By now, Qiongzhou's development trend is unstoppable and has formed a virtuous development model.

Yang Qing has also taken back his heart.

That day, as he was preparing to restart his livestream, Yang Zhuxi came over.

This is Yang Zhangfeng's son; this boy, Zhangfeng, has always been hardworking and uncomplaining, and Yang Qing likes him very much.

As the saying goes, love the house and love its crow; naturally, Yang Qing is also very pleased with Yang Zhuxi.

Yang Zhuxi came to Qiongzhou also to ride this east wind.

One reason for this visit is to see his old grandfather.

Second, he actually wants Yang Qing to feel his pulse.

Upon arriving in Linshui, he was immediately attracted by the environment here.

People here live leisurely, without the anxiety found in big cities.

Whether child or adult, their smiles are like warm sunshine, making one feel comfortable from the heart.

Everyone who sees him will nod and smile at him.

Children mostly will greet him.

"Brother, hello."

"Brother, you're really handsome."

"Brother, do you play beach ball? Let's do it together."

Adults seeing his attire will also have someone friendly ask.

"Young man, are you here to travel?"

When Yang Zhuxi arrived at his grandfather's doorstep, he no longer wanted to leave.

He even thought, "Should I just stay here?"

As soon as he pressed the doorbell, Yang Panpan came running out.

From afar, Yang Panpan's loud voice began to shout.

"Yang Zhuxi!"

"Hurry up and come in, the door isn't locked."

"Grandpa, Grandma, Zhuxi is here."

Yang Qing heard the commotion and ran over.

"Your grandma went out for a stroll, didn't you know?"

"Why don't you go help Zhuxi with his luggage?"

Then Yang Qing shouted at Yang Zhuxi.

"Hurry up and come in, what are you standing there for?"

Yang Zhuxi laughed; his grandfather's shouting blended perfectly into the whole environment, giving his journey thus far a perfect ending.

"Grandpa, I came to see you."

Yang Panpan walked over lazily and snorted at him.

"Call me sister; sister will help you with your luggage."

Yang Zhuxi continued.

"Panpan, I'm older than you."

Yang Panpan was unconvinced.

"I don't care, I'm the older sister."

Yang Qing waved at them.

"Come in and we'll talk later; after a while you two fight, whoever wins is older—how about that?"

Yang Qing's words left Yang Panpan without temper.

It also shifted her focus.

"Grandpa, you're biased—there's no way a woman and a man can compare by fighting."

Yang Qing nodded teasingly.

"Hmm, then relying on being shameless—does that work?"

"Take your cousin's luggage inside, then go pick up your grandmother."

"Tell them, their eldest grandson has arrived."

Yang Panpan kicked Yang Zhuxi in the leg, then pushed the luggage and went inside.

Yang Zhuxi came to Yang Qing's side and supported him.

"Grandpa, how's your health?"

Yang Qing enjoyed his grandson's support, chuckling.

"Doing fine, lively and jumping—if you weren't supporting me, I'd have made it to the living room by now."

Yang Zhuxi laughed along.

"Grandpa, don't say that—your arms are rock solid."

Yang Qing explained.

"This is your grandmother's fault—she makes me practice Tai Chi every day, the martial Tai Chi."

"It has to be hard, otherwise it won't work."

He still had some things left unsaid.

Now his... life has stopped, so he's full of vigor and spirit, called a spirited old man.

Yang Qing took him around the house, and then everyone came back.

"My good grandson has come over?"

"Let me have a look quickly."

Chen Xueru was the most excited.

Chen Hong and Qin Huairu also happily gathered around.

Yang Qing saw them return, then handed Yang Zhuxi over to them.

He went into the kitchen and started preparing the ingredients.

Until dinnertime, they were still chattering around Yang Zhuxi.

Yang Qing was like an old nanny, serving tea and pouring water.

Only after dinner ended did this enthusiasm subside.

Only then did Yang Qing take Yang Zhuxi to the study.

"Men, after all, when they come over will have some matters—just some greetings—and also want a quiet place."

Upon entering the study, Yang Qing pointed to the big sofa and showed it off to Yang Zhuxi.

"Let's see if it's still usable—when Grandma kicked me out, I used to sleep here."

"A man must have a study, and also a sofa that can turn into a bed, otherwise he has nowhere to sleep."

"This is Grandpa's advice from experience."

Yang Zhuxi looked at the transformable big sofa, laughing and crying at once.

"This old man, getting older and older, has also become mischievous."

"Grandpa, is it possible I won't need to use it?"

Yang Qing gave a look that said, "You're still young, kid."

"Just keep being stubborn—there'll be times when you, kid, are out of luck."

Yang Qing plopped down onto the nearby massage chair.

He turned on the massage chair's switch.

He began to enjoy it comfortably.

Yang Zhuxi then found the tea set and brewed him hot tea.

While brewing, he began to explain his plans.

"Grandpa, I'm currently researching education-oriented AI—what do you think?"

"The education model we're building can automatically create a study plan based on each person's traits, and continually deepen the match, constantly adjusting the educational strategy."

"Few of our Yang family members have received elite education, so over the years most of the teachers we've encountered have just taught by the book."

"No one has built us a systematic cognitive framework; we've had to self-teach and construct it ourselves, taking many wrong turns along the way."

"Moreover, according to my observations over these years, many people aren't actually unintelligent—they're just trapped in a knowledge bubble."

"Like blind men feeling an elephant, when they encounter a problem they can't quickly and accurately pinpoint the key point."

"Most people are actually just going in circles in a maze, wasting a lot of time."

"As the world develops, the amount of knowledge will keep increasing."

"If educational efficiency remains this low, many people could be eliminated by machines."