Changchun Garden

The emperor squinted at the young man standing in front of him with his head down, and always felt that the humility shown by this little guy was a little insincere. But I couldn't find anything wrong, so the emperor was a little unhappy. Maybe it was because he had been sitting cross-legged on the kang for too long, and he felt that his legs were a little sore, so he got up and stretched his body.

"One hundred and four people died in the military department, including even the masters of the seventh rank and the eighth grade. Do you know how many enemies these people can kill if they are used on the battlefield? ”

He walked slowly back and forth a few times to get the blood in his leg back open.

"No matter what the cause of this case is, I can't pretend to turn a blind eye, even if you are a disciple of Prince Zhong, although I miss him, even if he violates the laws of the country, I still won't think about favoritism. The Great Sui is my Great Sui, and the rules are set by me, so I can't break this rule. ”

"Meritorious Service for Guilt"

Fang Xie suddenly whispered four words.

The emperor was stunned for a moment, and then snorted and said: "You have a big tone, you can tell me, why do you make meritorious contributions, what ability do you have to make meritorious contributions, and where do you go to make meritorious contributions?" ”

Fang Xie took out a thing from his arms and offered it with both hands: "This thing was originally prepared by the criminal minister for the liberal arts to participate in the examination of the Martial Arts Academy, and now I will present it to Your Majesty, although it is not a very useful thing, but it is of some help to the students of the Great Sui, especially the students who have just entered the township and county schools." ”

Su Buxing hurriedly stepped forward to take the things in Fang Jie's hand, bowed down and handed them to the emperor with both hands.

Emperor Yang Yi took it and flipped it over and looked at it casually a few times, and then his eyes lit up.

He walked back to the side of the kang and took off his boots and sat back, reading carefully. Fang Xie handed over a book, which was obviously bound by himself with thread. It's not thick, it looks like it's only four or five pages. But the emperor read it very seriously, although it is undeniable that most of it did not understand.

"What is this?"

The Emperor raised his head and asked Fang Jie, "I can guess the purpose, but you may only know what these symbols you have drawn." ”

"The sinner calls this thing pinyin."

Fang Xie said: "It is to mark the reading method for each word, according to this thing, the children of the township school and the county school do not have to memorize the words when they read and read." As long as pinyin is added to each word when the book is printed, as long as the children remember the reading of these pinyin, even if there is no teacher to guide them, they can know how to read the words. ”

When he said these words, Fang Xie felt a little bloody.

When he was in Fangu, he racked his brains to think about what he relied on to pass the exam in the Martial Arts Academy, and after thinking about it for a long time, he decided that the two things were still fresh in Dasui. One of them is Hanyu Pinyin, the schoolchildren of the Great Sui read and read and read, and they are all taught word by word by the gentlemen of the township school or county school or private school, which is too inefficient. And the most gratifying thing for Fang Xie is that the world's Da Sui also uses Chinese characters, which is equivalent to giving the soil for the development of pinyin.

"Good"

The emperor couldn't help but praise a word, beckoned, and said, "Come here and tell me how to use these symbols." If it can be carried out, it will be a great thing for the benefit of the people. ”

Fang Xie glanced at the eunuch, and the meaning of his eyes was to ask. Su Buxing smiled and nodded, and Fang Xie went over to stand beside the emperor, pointing to the things he had written and explaining them one by one. The emperor nodded slightly as he listened, and from time to time he wrote a word and asked Fang Xie how to pronounce the phonetics.

I have to say that the emperor is a man who is so smart that people can admire.

In just ten minutes, the emperor memorized almost all the pronunciation and writing of syllables.

"When I go to court for a while, let a few scholars see if this method can be passed. If it could, it would be a great credit. ”

The Emperor stretched his waist again, and there was no stinginess in his tone, and the unhappiness caused by Fang Jie's seemingly vaguely insincere humility before also disappeared. He stretched his body widely, and Fang Xie could even faintly hear the soft click of the joints in his cervical spine.

"Your Majesty, sitting for a long time is harmful to your body, you should still be more active."

He took a few steps back and lowered his head and said, "When Fan Gu was idle, the criminal also thought of a few simple actions to relax his muscles and invigorate his blood. It's not considered martial arts, but it should be counted as medicine. Follow this routine several times a day, and in the long run, it will still have some benefits for the smooth flow of blood. ”

"You do it again, I'll see."

The Emperor leaned back, feeling his neck sore and tight. In the past, if he sat for a long time and was uncomfortable, he would ask Cen Guiren to call for a massage. This Cen nobleman's background is not too good, although her appearance is handsome, she is not too brilliant in the beautiful harem beauties, and it is by relying on this carefully learned massage technique that the emperor can think of her from time to time. You must know that among the many concubines in the harem, the people who can make His Majesty think of it from time to time are much more jealous. How many people may not be favored by the emperor from entering the palace to their deaths.

Fang Xie responded, and then seriously did a set of eighth set of broadcast gymnastics.

While doing it, Fang Xie smiled helplessly in his heart. When I came to this world, I didn't rely on professional knowledge to make a fortune and make a fortune, but relied on the basic things I learned in elementary school to fill the façade, which is a little ridiculous when I think about it.

"Su is not afraid, what do you think?"

The emperor asked.

Su Buxing looked at Fang Jie, was silent for a while, and said: "This set of movements is very simple, but it can move the whole body, and it does have the effect of promoting the smooth flow of blood, but the slave maid looks at a small half of the movements that can be improved, and the effect will be better." ”

"It's kind of interesting."

The corners of the emperor's mouth twitched, and he pointed at Fang Xie and asked, "You, what other skills do you have?" I know you can't practice, but if you can make someone as discerning as Prince Zhong value, there must be more than that. If you can show another ability that makes me feel good, I will slow down the matter of the military department again. ”

"Sinners ......"

Fang Xie sighed in his heart, and said in his heart that the things prepared for the Yanwu Academy seemed to be the same.

"The sinner still has some immature opinions in the arithmetic."

"Say!"

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Fang Xie felt that he was a very low-level liar, and deceived the great Sui Emperor with pinyin, a basic course that he had been learning since kindergarten in his previous life. Immediately afterwards, he used another basic arithmetic course in the first grade of primary school to deceive the emperor for the second time. These two things made Fang Jie, who was a traverser, full of helplessness and a little inferiority, but he didn't have any pride and pride for the time being.

Helpless and inferior, he felt that he was really not a qualified traverser.

There is no high degree and they are not professionals in a certain discipline. In Fan Gu, he relied on some business ideas accumulated in his previous life, but he used his IQ anyway. But when he arrived in the imperial capital, it became more and more unbearable, relying on the knowledge of kindergartens and primary schools.

Thankfully, both of these things worked.

At the very least, the emperor didn't intend to kill him now.

He mentioned the arithmetic subject to the emperor, which was nothing more than a lecture on the advantages of Arabic numerals in calculation, and then popularized elementary school arithmetic to the emperor. The arithmetic of the Great Sui has reached a considerable level, but it is inevitably a bit cumbersome to calculate with capital numbers.

Therefore, the emperor was very interested in the explanation.

So he planned to let Fang Xie stay in Changchun Garden for one more day, and squeeze this young man who was favored by his seventh brother. For a certain purpose, Luo Weiran, Hou Wenji, and Mr. Zhuo of the Ouchi Guards teamed up a lie to turn Fang Jie, a little guy who only had a relationship with the man in the green shirt, into a disciple of the man in the green shirt.

Of course, the situation at that time was only clear to Fang Xie himself. They may also really think that the man in the green shirt, that is, the famous and legendary Prince Yang Qi, really accepted Fang Xie as a closed disciple, and he was also the only disciple. Fang Xie still has a hard time understanding the level of Prince Zhong Yang Qi, and he doesn't know how amazing this person is. He was only vaguely aware that the emperor's value for Prince Zhong Yang Qi was unmatched.

What did Yang Qi do when he left Chang'an, Fang Xie didn't know, but he was sure that the emperor knew. And this matter, coupled with Yang Qi's withdrawal from the court before, the emperor has a deep guilt towards Yang Qi. And it is precisely because of this guilt that Fang Xie was extremely lucky to escape for the time being.

How much affection did the emperor hide for this younger brother?

Prince Yi Yang Yin was not allowed to enter the court for ten years, which can be seen from this.

Even when the red sleeves were brought back to Chang'an City, the emperor had to say a few words to Prince Yi, and he said it in front of several important ministers, so his intention was not as simple as ordering Prince Yi? If it weren't for the words that the emperor said in the martial arts arena, how could there be so many dignitaries and dignitaries flocking to the opening of the Red Sleeves? Prince Zhong is no longer there, and eleven years is enough time for people to be indifferent. Without Prince Zhong's red sleeves, why could so many big people come to congratulate him?

Those big people are rushing to the red sleeves when they smell the wind released by His Majesty.

The words spoken by the emperor were to be spread through the mouths of his courtiers.

In fact, there are few people in the entire court who can see clearly, although the emperor has no obvious moves, but over the years, the emperor has inadvertently maintained all the people and things related to Prince Yang Qi.

Therefore, Fang Xie speculated a lot of things in Changchun Garden, a house that temporarily belonged to him.

He was lucky, he never thought that the red-sleeved recruitment would be the property of Yang Qi, the loyal prince, and he never thought that the man in the green shirt would be Yang Qi, let alone that after he arrived in the imperial capital, he would rely on this legendary figure to survive.

This past alone can be said to be somewhat legendary.

And what Fang Xie didn't know and didn't expect was that Prince Zhong's influence on him Yang Qi was far more than that......

Leaning back on the bed, Fang Xie thought carefully about what he had to prepare. Then he borrowed a pen and paper from the little eunuch outside, and wrote down the most basic arithmetic knowledge in detail, and it took two hours to almost finish. Looking at the thick stack of papers, Fang Xie really felt a sense of accomplishment.

Not long after he finished writing, a little eunuch knocked on the door outside and said, "Mr. Fang, Your Majesty has summoned you over." ”

Mr. Fang?

Fang Xie muttered and repeated, then smiled. He took out a silver ticket worth one hundred taels from his cuffs, stuffed it into the little eunuch when he went out, and said, "Thank you for your pen and paper before, and thank you for calling me Mr. Fang." ”

The little eunuch was stunned, looked down at the silver ticket, and couldn't help but shake his hands. After hesitating for a while to accept it or not, his eyes kept on the handwriting of the hundred taels. Finally, he looked at the left and right and saw that there was no one, and he quickly stuffed the silver ticket into his cuff.

Fang Xie couldn't help but feel a little emotion in his heart, a hundred taels of silver could make a little eunuch grateful. Five hundred taels of silver can't even make that Su Fearless take a second look, this is the difference in status.

He took what he had written in two hours and walked confidently into the imperial study. But the moment he entered the door, he was a little stupid...... In the room, there were six or seven old ministers with gray hair, and the one closest to the emperor sat down, and even his beard was white.

This room of academics is scary to look at.

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Until the time of the lamp, Fang Xie was tirelessly answering the questions of those scholars. He still had to take a charcoal pencil and perform calculations on paper from time to time, and he didn't drink a sip of water for such a long time, and he didn't sit down to rest for a while, so that he felt that his throat could almost burst into flames, and his legs were sore, but fortunately he didn't show his timidity, and basically, the room added up to almost five hundred years of scholars.

"If this son can go to Taixue, the minister guarantees that in two or three years, Taixue will have one more scholar, and he is still the youngest scholar in the hundred years since the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty! There is no one before, and perhaps no one will come after! ”

An old minister with a wrinkled face bowed down to the emperor and said, "Please allow Your Majesty to let Fang Xie go to Taixue." The old minister has a lot of arithmetic things, and he wants to explain and confirm the calculations with Fang Fang, and ask His Majesty to fulfill them. ”

"Wenyuan Pavilion plans to repair pinyin into a book and popularize it to county schools and township schools...... Your Majesty, Fang Xie should still go to Wenyuan Pavilion to do things first. ”

Wenyuan Pavilion University Scholar Niu Huilun leaned over and said.

"Stop."

The emperor smiled and waved his hand and said, "He is determined to be in the military, and he will participate in the assessment of the Martial Arts Academy in a few days." ”

"Huh?"

Song Zhuangzhen, a professor of Taixue, regretted that "it has ruined the ...... of talents"

Niu Huilun, a scholar at Wenyuan Pavilion University, sighed: "The pearl is covered with dust......"

"If you let Dean Zhou hear these words, be careful that he beats the soles of his shoes!"

Huai Qiugong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, said with a smile.

The emperor smiled: "After all, he is from a military background, and it is reasonable to enter the Martial Arts Academy." If he fails to be admitted to the Martial Arts Academy, it will not be too late for you to let him go. ”

Song Zhuangzhen, a university scholar, hurriedly took Fang Jie's hand and said, "Don't be admitted!" ”

"Blank slate!"

University scholar Niu Huilun directly taught Fang Jie: "Except for martial arts, you must hand in all other homework!" ”

"Why don't you pretend to be sick?"

An old man tempted: "There are hundreds of rare books in the old man's house!" ”

The allure of hundreds of books is really not very great, and the power is by no means as real as hundreds of taels of silver, so he declined them one by one. Looking at the eager eyes of these scholars, he could only sigh in his heart...... What a bunch of upright old men......

"Mingxu, you just said that you have hundreds of rare books at home?"

The emperor was aroused by this sentence, and pointed to the scholar who had just spoken: "Ming'er sent it to me to take a look, don't worry, I won't ignore you, and I will return you after reading it." ”

Huai Qiugong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, couldn't help laughing, and smiled very happily at the wonderful expression on Ming Xu's face. Still? When will the books borrowed by His Majesty the Emperor be returned? His Majesty borrowed books, but there was never a return.

"Don't let your wealth be exposed."

The Emperor said with a smile, then opened a book on the bookcase, crossed out one of the names with a red pen, and turned a page forward, writing the name again.

Fang Xie peeked at it and saw that the book had the word Chu Cailu written on it.

He didn't know what this Chu Cailu was, and he didn't know what the name meant by the previous page.

Huai Qiugong, who was closest to the emperor, not only knew what Chu Cailu was, but also knew what the name represented on the previous page, so he couldn't help but glance at Fang Xie and think thoughtfully.

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