Sun Jian looked at a tiger-headed child who was practicing martial arts in the courtyard, and was very relieved, thinking that his eldest son was really like him, and his martial arts had a little appearance at a young age. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But his eyes were focused on a child who was sitting on the stone chair and was a little weak, but he shook his head a little, although his second son and his eldest son were born to the same mother, although they were not seriously ill since childhood, they did not speak much, and they were not interested in learning martial arts, only one thing that Sun Jian disliked the most was that this son was born handsome and abnormal, so he was also very loved by the women in the backyard, which couldn't help but make Sun Jian worry that his son would become a playboy in the future. Sun Jian also made a decision in his heart, and after the year, he would send this son to the old man Xun Shuang of Yingchuan Academy, who was doing business in Shouchun. Sun Jian's idea is that it is also a good choice for his two sons to have a martial artist and a Wen.

That's right, the child on the stone chair is Sun Yang, who has died in modern society.

From the time he knew that he was reborn as a baby, Sun Yang was confused in his heart, he didn't know what era it was, and he didn't know what his life experience was, so he could only slowly discover it.

Later, he knew but was even more overwhelmed, he knew that he had traveled to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and he also knew that his father was the brave Sun Jian, and the little overlord Sun Ce was the elder brother of his own mother, but as a person who grew up watching the Romance of the Three Kingdoms since he was a child, he had never heard that Sun Ce had a younger brother of a mother's compatriot!

The son was silent, and the strange force was confused.

Sun Yang is a smart man, and he knows that this is an era where an abnormal person can be killed at any time.

From the moment he felt that he could speak, he began to slowly say more words like a babbling child, and he never dared to take a step beyond Lei Chi.

So he spent more time alone in a quiet daze.

The thing that troubled him the most was that in this courtyard, whether it was his mother, Mrs. Wu's maiden family, or the old woman or the little maid in his own family, they seemed to like to touch his head and pinch his face, and praised him for being cute and handsome. He also saw his face from the unclear bronze mirror in his mother's room, and only felt that his eyebrows and eyes should be a good inheritance of his mother's appearance.

Sun Yang is a little thinking about his future parents, they are too good to say to their only son, they finally sent themselves to college, but they didn't expect that they died, they don't know what they will be sad about! Sun Yang could only say sorry to them in his heart. It's just that fortunately, his name in this era is still Sun Yang.

Sun Yang is clear about his current father Sun Jian's requirements, he hopes that his two sons can inherit his martial arts, and it is best to be a marquis and worship the prime minister in the future, and glorify the ancestors.

It's a pity that Sun Yang is extremely reluctant to fight and kill, he has already died in the fight, and now he just wants to stay away from the fight! He knew that as long as he stayed in Sun's Mansion ordinarily, his father and elder brother and even his unborn brother Sun Quan would be able to keep him safe for the rest of his life.

It's just that occasionally I think of this great era of heroes in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, can he also plug in? But soon these thoughts were wiped out by themselves, since you can be a rich man, what is a troubled man!

But I also know that in this kind of family, will my father Sun Jian let him be an ordinary person? The answer, of course, is no.

One day after the Chinese New Year, Sun Yang happened to hear that his father Sun Jian was going to send him to study in other places, and Sun Yang knew that his father was going to train him to become a scribe. Just like his father Sun Jian said: "Since the boy of my Sun family is not good at martial arts, he must not be able to write anymore!" ”

Sun Yang, who returned to his room, knew that this day would definitely come, but he didn't expect it to come so soon, he was only five years old! He once again realized the cruelty of this era, and thought that he was still coquettish in the arms of his parents when he was five years old in his previous life.

Sun Yang's heart was very confused, he understood that it was impossible for him to resist his father at this time, and he also wanted to use his mother's love for him to persuade his father, but now the status of a woman is limited to the inner courtyard, and it is impossible to participate in this kind of family affairs, so Sun Yang can only give up.

After thinking about it, Sun Yang still accepted this decision, although he only needs to be ordinary, but it is not in vain to go outside to meet the cattle people of the Three Kingdoms!

Sun Yang, who wanted to open it, didn't think about it anymore, but in this boring era, he could only stay in this deep mansion compound except for being able to go out when he was taken back to his mother's house by his mother. In the past, Sun Yang could still tease these little maids in his house, but he was destroyed by Sun Jian, he no longer allowed these maids to approach Sun Yang, and also ordered his wives and concubines to disturb Sun Yang, who was learning calligraphy.

Yes, his father was afraid that this illiterate son would not be able to enter the eyes of the great Confucian Xun Shuang, so he found a local Confucian student to teach Sun Yang to read and write as much as possible. Sun Yang felt that it was too much to make amends, but there was no way, so Sun Yang had to follow the teacher honestly.

For example, now this Confucian whose father is called Mr. Fang is teaching Sun Yang to write his name. On a piece of paper, Sun Yang's name was written in small seals and li, and Mr. Fang asked him to learn to imitate and write it down.

Sun Yang was a little dumbfounded, the brush characters he learned in his previous life were italics, and he was quite proud that his font was still seven or eight points similar to Yan Ti, but now he looked at the two fonts he didn't know in front of him, and he could only grit his teeth and try to imitate it. Of course, the effect is not good, and after writing more than a dozen times in a row, Mr. Fang could only shake his head and say to himself: "Alas, sure enough, the child is still a little younger, and I am afraid that I will live up to Brother Wentai's entrustment." ”

Sun Yang had no choice, Mr. Fang asked him to keep writing until he was very annoyed, so he stopped imitating and wrote, and directly wrote his name in regular script in one go.

"This, how did you write it, Erlang?" When Mr. Fang saw the two characters written by Sun Yang, he only felt that although the two characters were somewhat similar to the official book, the body was more simplified, the shape was square, horizontal and vertical, and it was extremely beautiful and atmospheric. I couldn't wait to ask.

When Sun Yang heard Mr. Fang's words, he only felt that he had suffered, how could he write it out in italics, and he could only speak: "Sir, it was written by a student." ”

"How did you come up with the idea to write this way?" Mr. Fang continued to ask, looking rather anxious.

"Well, the student just thinks that these words are too difficult to write, so he thinks if he can write the words no longer crooked, so he writes like this, sir, the student is wrong." Sun Yang said with an aggrieved expression.

But Mr. Fang's attention was not here, he said to Sun Yang excitedly: "Erlang, quick, write it again and let me see!" ”

Sun Yang had to rewrite it again, which was no different from the previous one. I think that at that time, Sun Yang wrote his own name the most, and it had become a habit.

Mr. Fang saw that Sun Yang had written again, and there was nothing special about it, he just quickly grabbed the pen and wrote a few more words on the paper, asking Sun Yang to write again in this way.

Sun Yang had no choice but to follow his words and write it out in regular script on the side.

"Dacai, Dacai, I didn't expect to see such a wonderful font in my mirror!" Mr. Fang laughed and said wildly. "Haha, Erlang Dacai, I have to tell Wentai immediately, yes, tell Wentai!" After speaking, Mr. Fang ignored Sun Yang and strode out of the door......

Sun Yang smiled bitterly, he knew that his father would probably lose his temper today.

At this time, Sun Jian was in the period of filial piety, and his old mother finally followed his father the year before last. At the end of the filial piety period this year, he was also waiting at home for the reappointment of the imperial court, and he didn't know where he would be an official. Just as he was thinking about it, he heard his friend Fang Jing outside the door shouting: "Wentai, come out quickly, it's a great joy." ”

Sun Jian went out of the study and saw the eager Fang Jing, and before he could speak, the Fang Jing pulled him out. Sun Jian could only ask, "Brother Fang, what made you lose your temper so much?" ”

"Wentai, let's go quickly, say on the road, say on the road." Mr. Fang said.

So on the way to Sun Yang's place of study, Mr. Fang told Sun Jian excitedly about it, and praised his son for being a great talent that is difficult to come out of a century.

Of course, Sun Jian was skeptical, he knew his son, and he also believed that Mr. Fang would not lie to him, so he had to go and see it first.

When Sun Jian saw the words written by his son, he was also shocked, and when he confirmed it, he was excited for a while, and while going to the ancestral shrine to tell the ancestors and ancestors, he arranged for the mansion to prepare for a good celebration tonight.

And Sun Yang, as the protagonist, was of course taken to the ancestral shrine by Sun Jian to thank his ancestors......

When Sun Yang finally got out of this drinking party, his father and his brothers were still drinking binge, celebrating that their Sun family could finally produce a Confucian who was about to become famous all over the world.

Sun Yang lay on the bed after washing, he was very tired now and just wanted to sleep. I don't know why, when he was sleeping, he suddenly remembered the game he had fallen madly in love with - League of Legends. He had fallen asleep on this game before. Now, Sun Yang can only sigh slightly, he believes that he will definitely be able to become a king if he gives him time, but now the dream of being a king can never be realized.

"Dididi, the League of Legends system is being launched......"

When Sun Yang heard this, he sat up from the bed in fright. Look around and ask, "Who?" ”