Lan Tian calculated with his fingers, suddenly knocked on Lan Yuan's head, and said in a deep voice: "You idiot, according to time, Wan'er will be in labor within this month. Why don't you wait until the child is born before coming back?"

"Uh, my mother said she was in a position to guard her. It was the main thing to ask the child to come over to help her father early, and Wan'er also said she was fine." Lan Yuan lowered her head awkwardly.

"Well, with your mother's care, Wan'er should have a smooth delivery, let alone Mr. Hua is there, is the old man healthy?" Lan Tian asked after stroking his beard.

"Mr. Hua is in good spirits and can't tell that he is nearly 80 years old. The child once asked Mr. Wan'er to take his pulse. He also said that the fetus is very healthy, and in addition." Lan Yuan said at the end and stopped talking.

"What else?" Lan Tian looked curious.

Lan Yuan whispered: "Didn't you mention letting Qingmei learn medicine? My mother asked Mr. Hua to try it, but found that Qingmei knew the medicinal materials accurately and held the silver needle very steadily. If Mr. Hua discovered rare treasures, he planned to teach them all he had learned in his life."

Lan Tian smiled brightly: "I thought it wasn't Qing'er's talent, but because your mother had let her learn martial arts in the past two years. Naturally, her health would be better than her peers, so the same goes for the brothers to try it."

"Zhongling and I are not as quiet as Qingmei, but are you really planning to let Qingmei be a doctor?" Lan Yuan was born in the Three Kingdoms period, and his ideas were affected by the surrounding environment and could not achieve the enlightenment of Lantian. He felt that Lan Qing would get married in the future. Like Lu Lingqi, he had all the skills and could only stay at home to take care of her husband and children, and his sister did not have much chance to show up in public.

"If Qing'er is interested, there is nothing wrong with it. If you really don't like it, don't force it." Lan Tian smiled and drank a cup of wine.

Lan Yuan looked sad: "But Qingmei is a woman after all. Even if she treats her alone in the future, what should she do during her medical studies? Should she specialize in medical books? Or would she ask her husband to teach at home? Mr. Hua is already 79 years old this year, and it is probably not convenient to travel for a long time. Moreover, if she does not follow her teacher to consult in class, she will not be able to apply what she has learned."

"This is actually easy to deal with. When Qing'er is a few years older, she will let her dress up as a man and study in medical school for two years, won't it be enough?" Lan Tian stroked his beard and shook his head gently.

"Disguised as a man?" Lan Yuan swallowed his saliva, thinking that his father had such a wonderful idea.

Seeing that Lan Yuan was still worried, Lan Tian patted his shoulder to comfort him: "Boyang has led his troops to many places. It is so difficult for people in troubled times. As a woman, Qing'er was born in our Lan family. It is not difficult to marry a prince in the future, but for her father, she wants her to choose for herself, so she needs to learn more skills."

"Choose yourself?" Lan Yuan became more and more confused as he listened.

Lan Tian nodded and sighed: "There is no life to start over. Only you know how you live. There are still some men in this world who can control their own destiny, and most women do not have the power to decide how to live. The more royal relatives and nobles are, the more so in this way, the daughters in the family have basically become the bonds for maintaining relationships, and I don't want Qing'er to become a tool."

"What if Qing'er chooses to marry a poor family or a commoner?" Lan Yuan asked.

Lan Tian's expression was calm, "It doesn't matter if you are a father, as long as Qing'er lives happily."

"What if His Majesty gave the marriage?" Lan Yuan raised a difficult question.

Lan Tian shook his head gently, "If Qing'er doesn't want to, he will definitely plead for his father. Besides, with His Majesty's character, he will not force others to do anything."

"It seems that our daughter is better at home." Lan Yuan joked deliberately.

Lan Tian replied with a smile: "If you and I were not responsible for the fate of the country, I would have taught you some skills to let you choose your own life freely. Are the generals of Boyang annoyed?"

"I enjoy the feeling of being a heavy responsibility on my shoulders," Lan Yuan grinned.

Lan Tian nodded, "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, the stronger the country, and the more peaceful the people. What we are doing now is to lay the foundation for the future. Of course, among the descendants we benefit, the Lan family, and after all, it is for others and for themselves."

"You can save it." Lan Yuan said while pouring wine for Lantian.

The father and son were eating and chatting. Not long after, the sun turned west. In the afternoon, Lantian planted rice from the city in the courtyard, while Lanyuan wanted to return to the army to reunite with his generals. He did not return home to rest until late at night.

The next morning, Lantian and his son were wearing casual clothes and came to the front yard to show off.

The Lan family has the habit of morning exercises before meals. Hua Tuo’s Wuqin Play was practiced in Lantian, while Lan Yuan made a move to punch and dance sticks.

Half an hour later, the two went back to the house for breakfast and sat face to face.

During the months since Lan Yuan left, the political situation in Jiangdong had been greatly adjusted. Last night, I heard a lot of news in the army that trapped the army. The soldiers were all angry about Lantian. It was Lantian's credit for destroying Wu, but why did they feel that they were married to others in the end? I complained that the Jiangdong gentry were too "arrogant".

Lan Yuan was full of questions. He held the bowl and asked carefully: "Father, you don't restrain the scholars in Jiangdong at all. What should I do if the situation is out of control in the future? Now they are all their people inside and out, and the soldiers have complained."

"Chu Qing complained to you? It seems that he was free during this period. Xingba is attacking Lujiang at this time. In two days, you will also bring people to help. Today I will teach you another word: Soldiers should not easily participate in political struggles. The destructive power that the written officials can create is not worse than that of you who hold swords. Many generals did not die on the battlefield, but fell under the pen of their colleagues. Do you remember?" Lan Tian's face was serious.

"Uh, I'm taught." Lan Yuan nodded and agreed, and then continued to ask: "Luling has a poor foundation, and its population is much smaller than Wujun, Kuaiji, and Danyang. It is probably difficult to surpass it in a short period of time. Why is my father so calm?"

After drinking the porridge for two, Lantian cleaned the corners of his mouth and stroked his beard and said, "For my father, I will tell you that there are wolves and sheep on the grassland. If you like to eat mutton and wolves can only make a living, then you have a competitive relationship with wolves. How would you choose to break the deadlock? Eliminate the wolf pack and eat meat alone?"

"Uh, there seems to be no other way?" Lan Yuan looked surprised, thinking that there was another way?

Lantian stood up and smiled slightly, pointed to the remaining porridge in the blue oar bowl and said, "If there are only sheep on the grassland, not only will you not be able to rest assured, but the number of sheep will drop sharply and will eventually disappear naturally."

"How is it possible? The wolf is gone." Lan Yuan looked incredible.

"Because the wolf is wiped out, will there be more sheep? But the number of grasslands is limited. The more sheep, the less they are eaten. The grassland will eventually be gnawed into a Gobi desert and a desert, and the flock will eventually starve to death." Lantian replied meaningfully.

"Can't the flock survive the fittest? The top sheep can be allocated grasslands. If the population is controlled, there will be no grass." Lan Yuan thought for a while and defended.

Lantian stroked his beard and smiled and said, "Individuals are selfish. If they fight for the pasture, they will fight each other, and they will shed blood and die."

"I understand." Lan Yuan interrupted Lan Tian and said happily.
Chapter completed!