Tonight's night is good, the moon is hanging high, and the white moonlight is shining in the air.

The flowers and trees in the courtyard stand there with the moon on their backs, looking like silhouettes, swaying gently in the wind.

The thin window was dimmed by the candlelight in the room, and it was lit up at night.

Ying Zichu wore a black robe, walked through the corridor, with a look like a twilight person on his face, tired of a day, he was ready to go back to the room.

The moonlight shone on the railing of the hallway, slanting against him, stretching his shadow long.

"Ahem." I coughed a few times for no reason.

His eyes were attracted by the light and looked at a small courtyard.

It was Ying Zheng's small courtyard.

Zheng'er?

Ying Zichu turned around suspiciously, why haven't you rested at this hour?

Thinking about it, he walked over.

"Bang bang."

There was a knock on the door.

Ying Zheng looked up from the short book he had recorded.

Just waved off the waiter, who is it this time?

I got up from the couch and walked to the door.

"Who?"

The door was opened, and Ying Zichu stood outside, looking extremely tall in Ying Zheng's eyes.

Ying Zheng raised his head and saw Ying Zichu, and hurriedly bowed: "Father." ”

"No need." Ying Zichu pinched his eyebrows tiredly and asked him to get up.

looked at the candle flame still lit in Ying Zheng's room.

"Zheng'er, why don't you rest at such a late hour?"

Ying Zheng turned his head to look at his room: "Back to my father, I am still studying the courses left by my husband, and I still don't understand it." ”

"Oh?" A smile appeared in his eyes, and he walked to Yingzheng's table with satisfaction, picked up the bamboo slips on the table and looked at it.

Yingzi Chu is also from the Wang family, and he can be regarded as well-read, but he recognized it after just a few glances: "The Legalist theory is a little obscure, but Mr. spoke quite well, and it will be of great use to you if you understand it." Study hard. ”

"Yes, father." Ying Zheng nodded earnestly.

"Is this what Mr. Gu taught you?"

"No, that's what Mr. Li taught me."

"Oh?" Ying Zichu raised his eyebrows, it seemed that Li Si did have some talent, and he was puzzled: "Then why do you study Mr. Li's homework alone, Mr. Gu's?" ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth, and he grabbed his hair: "Mr. Gu's lecture is excellent, I understand everything." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Gu is talented, how can you understand what she taught?"

Ying Zichu's brows furrowed, and there was some slight anger in his tone, which seemed to him to be this child's nonsense.

Ying Zheng was so frightened by Ying Zichu's words that he closed his mouth.

"You can write down what Mr. Gu taught."

"Got it."

"Show me."

"Yes."

Ying Zheng took out a neatly tied bamboo slip from his small table, and it seemed that he had kept it very carefully.

Carefully handed it into Yingzi Chu's hand: "Father, please take a look." ”

Ying Zichu opened the bamboo slip and looked at it.

It's just that the first sentence will keep him from opening his eyes.

"Heaven and earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, the sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining."

I couldn't help but muttered this text, it was really a catchy rhyme.

I couldn't help but continue to read until I saw the last sentence of Gu Nan's teaching today, leading the troops back to the king.

The meaning is simple, and you only need to explain it to be able to understand it if you want to come to Zheng'er.

No wonder Zheng'er said that he understood.

But this plain meaning is to explain the truth of heaven and earth in the past and present, and the weather and personnel in the past.

The most important thing is that this article is also brilliant.

It is so eloquent, so clear and reasonable, and so simple.

It's just that when I read this, I just feel that I can't get enough of it, and I secretly think in my heart that it must be unfinished.

looked at Ying Zheng: "This article is by no means unfinished here, what about the future, you didn't listen carefully?" ”

Thinking of this, the eyebrows on his forehead were already jumping.

Brother Gu taught him and made such a learned text, this son is good, he didn't listen carefully!

Ying Zheng was shrunk by Ying Zichu: "Mr. didn't finish speaking, the class is over, I won't talk about it." ”

said bent and hesitated again: "Father, I want to ask Mr. Gu to add class." ”

So...

With a slight jaw, he returned the bamboo slip to Yingzheng.

The anger in Ying Zichu's chest was vented.

Hearing that Yingzheng wanted to add classes, he was also distressed. He didn't know Brother Gu's lazy temperament, and he asked him to compose a poem that day.

If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have known her talent at all.

Others who have not learned Jinglun, show themselves in the world, and seek a reputation. She's good, she's learned, she's too lazy to take it out, so it's okay to just leave it like this?

I'm afraid it's impossible to let her take extra classes.

Turning his mind, his heart moved, and he looked at Yingzheng.

"Whether Mr. Gu has extra classes depends on what she means, you have to please her a lot, I can't say that she will teach you more, remember, she teaches you to listen well and learn hard, huh?"

"Zheng'er remembers."

"That's right." Ying Zheng suddenly remembered something and asked, "Father, why did Mr. Gu become a general as a woman?" ”

In his eyes, the general should be the kind of strong man who wears armor and goes into battle with weapons, and he can't get along with Gu Nan's image.

"Hehe, you haven't seen her go into battle."

Yingzi Chu was stunned for a moment, smiling and shaking her head.

"Actually, you've seen it too, but I'm too young to remember."

"Being a father is remembering."

Speaking of this, he sat down, patted his side, and asked Ying Zheng to sit down as well.

After Ying Zheng moved over the couch and sat beside him, he said slowly.

"Back then, when I fled from Zhao State, she was the one who came to protect me, and I didn't know ······ at that time."

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Yingzi Chu talked about the time of a stick of incense.

The father and son are in harmony.

The rise of Ying Zichu's speech, Ying Zheng can listen to it vigorously.

Of course, Ying Zichu concealed that he had wanted to give up his child.

"She stepped back from the Zhao army of the thousand people alone, holding you in her arms, do you know, at that time, her white clothes and armor were already stained with blood, the white cloak was almost dyed red, and the bronze armor made people chill when they looked at it, you were good, laughing in her arms."

"Thousands of Zhao Jun, none of them dared to step forward, they all watched from afar, and they didn't dare to let go of the arrows. And the three hundred traps made Zhao Jun step forward step by step and watch us leave. ”

Ying Zheng only felt the heat in his chest when he heard this, as if he was looking at that white-robed young general riding a thousand, how heroic he was, and he only hated that he didn't see the beginning and the end at that time.

"Later, you, Mr. Gu, and her trapping army fought in all directions, and guess what, the battle array was terrifying."

"Call them the mourning army, and you, Mr. Gu, are called the mourning general, the white-robed general, just because of her filial piety robe and the bloody road she has fought in the places she has passed."

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By the time the story is finished, I don't know what time it is.

Ying Zichu patted his body and stood up: "Okay, it's not early, after you finish Mr. Li's homework, remember to rest early." ”

"Yes, father."

Ying Zheng couldn't hear Ying Zichu's words clearly at this time, just thinking about Mr. Gu's appearance in a white robe rampaging through the whole army, and his little face was red.

Ying Zichu left the room.

The night outside is like water, and the moonlight is like ripples in the water.

I think of the heaven and the earth.

A smile of remembrance appeared on Ying Zichu's face.

Brother Gu's talent is really the same as always, and it is indeed right to ask her to teach Zheng'er.

Hey, how nice it would be if it was still the same time?

Ying Zichu's eyes looked at the moonlight, gradually foggy, and read softly in his mouth.

"Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine. Looking forward to the extreme spring sorrow, gloomy sky. In the afterglow of grass-colored smoke. Speechless, who will rely on will.

I plan to get drunk with a crazy picture. When it comes to wine, strong music is still tasteless. The belt gradually widened, and I never regretted it. For the sake of Iraq, the people are haggard. ”

After reading it, half a ring, a cold smile, back then, how back then?

It was night, and I slowly left alone.

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I really want to sleep, dark circles, the next chapter will be written as soon as possible every morning········