Fang Xing was wandering around the village, holding a willow branch in his hand and whipping it meaninglessly, Xin Laoqi behind him was a little puzzled, why did the young master look like a defeated rooster today?

After inspecting around, seeing that it was about to be dinner time, Fang Xing swaggered back again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Today, Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai's mouths are very red, looking at the delicate ones, which leads people to the desire to seek seclusion.

It's just that the two women turned their heads and woke up without paying attention.

"Ahem! Master, I'm thirsty! ”

Fang Xing sat on the edge of the table with his eyes facing the sky.

Xiaobai got up aggrievedly and went outside.

As soon as Xiaobai left, Fang Xing grinded to Zhang Shuhui's side, arched her shoulders and said, "Honor, the matter of that chili pepper is also my kindness......"

Today's lunch ended with Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai screaming in pain, even if Fang Xing found mints, the two women were still flushed......

Zhang Shuhui's eyes were red, Fang Xing panicked when he saw it, and hurriedly took out a tissue.

Dinner ended a little coldly, and Zhang Shuhui washed up and went to bed early.

"Say, why is your young grandmother angry?"

In the corner of the courtyard, Fang Xing was 'pressing' Xiaobai.

Xiao Bai stood aggrieved, peeked at Fang Xing, and straightened his little chest forward.

"Young master, you bully young grandma."

"I bullied her?"

Fang Xing felt that he had really died unjustly.

Xiaobai pouted: "You later put a bunch of mustard at the bottom of the young grandmother's bowl, isn't this bullying or anything?" ”

Fang Xing touched his nose and said with a wry smile: "I'm joking!" ”

"But you're so upset about a young grandmother."

Fang Xing was a little enlightened, that's his wife! It's not a bad friend, how can you put those mustards at the bottom of her bowl!

remembered Zhang Shuhui's ...... at noon today

"Okay, young master, I know."

……

Fang Xing felt that he should review it, so he was attentive the next day......

"Husband, get out quickly!"

"Don't, shame on you!"

"Hmmm! Don't move, tap ......"

Xiaobai lived in the wing room on the side, and when she came out to wash, she heard this sound and immediately froze there.

After Fang woke up and walked out of the inner courtyard, Xiaobai sneaked in.

"This husband is really ......"

Zhang Shuhui on the bed was moving her hands and feet, and just now Fang Xing mercilessly gave her a horse to kill a chicken, which made her joints a little sore.

That's not the case!

Thinking that Fang Xing was blushing in the daytime, she felt that her mind was a little impure.

The little contradiction disappeared, Fang woke up to the study, and saw that Ma Su was already waiting at the door with a piece of bacon, and Xin Laoqi on the side was teasing him with his eyebrows.

"Fuck off!"

Fang Xing kicked it away, looked at the laughing Xin Laoqi and said helplessly: "You hob meat, I'm giving you a holiday today, go home and take the girl." ”

Xin Laoqi hesitated, he felt that his duty was and he couldn't leave without permission.

Fang Xing didn't care about him, he just made a gesture to kick someone.

After Xin Laoqi left, Fang Xing took Ma Su into the study.

After Fang Xing sat down, Ma Su knelt on the ground with a puff, and Fang Xing couldn't stop him.

"Meet the teacher."

"Holy! What is this for! ”

Fang Xing immediately lifted him up, and then said, "I don't want to kowtow here, hurry up and stand up." ”

Ma Su handed over the bacon with some embarrassment, "Teacher, it stands to reason that I should have come with six rites, but the disciple's family is poor......"

"Just come and go."

Fang Xing said with great relief.

The relationship between master and apprentice in these years is not ordinary, and the emphasis is on respecting a master as a father.

After Ma Su saluted the tea, Fang Xing took out a brush, a stack of open books, and three books.

"Shu Xiu doesn't need it, I'm not short of money."

Seeing that Ma Su wanted to argue, Fang Xing snorted, and then said: "This is what I gave you, study it hard in the future, this knowledge of mine, no one in this world has ever learned, work hard!" ”

"Yes, Teacher."

In the first class of the day, Fang Xing taught Arabic numerals.

"Let's see, isn't our original number writing very troublesome, and it looks obscure."

Ma Su nodded, but said in confusion: "But teacher, everyone is using this counting method now!" ”

Fang Xing said disdainfully: "This is an Arabic numeral, do you know how it came from?" ”

Without waiting for Ma Su to answer, Fang Xing continued: "More than 4,000 years ago, my Chinese ancestors had already invented calculations, and the method of counting and writing was very advanced. ”

As he spoke, Fang Xing wrote one vertical on the paper, followed by two verticals, and three verticals......

"This is the counting and writing of our ancestors, which was later transmitted to ancient India through the Silk Road, which is now the Mughal Empire, and their earliest counting writing was similar to this, and then it evolved into this."

The teacher is so knowledgeable!

Ma Su was immersed in studying, and before he knew it, it was already lunch time.

"Teacher, disciple retires."

Ma Su was about to go home, and his mother must have already prepared the meal and was waiting for him to go back to eat.

Fang Xing said with some unfinished feelings: "In the future, I will eat at the teacher's house at noon, and you can't miss that bite." ”

Ma Su looked at Fang Xing's lazy appearance, but his eyes turned red.

After school in the afternoon, Ma Su hurried home, only to find that there were more things at home.

Liu pointed to the table a little helplessly and said, "This is sent by your teacher's family, I can't stop it, and the rice, flour, grain and oil are all in the kitchen." ”

Ma Su touched the new oil lamp on the table, and said in a dry voice: "Mother, the teacher is a great person, I will learn from him well." ”

……

Teaching three days a week, this is Fang Xing's teaching time, on the one hand, he will go to the town to learn the art of making on the one hand, and on the other hand, he doesn't want to work so hard.

"Brother Dehua, Your Majesty has issued an order to select agile young men in Beiping, and it is said that after selection, they will be sent to Yingtianfu."

The weather at the end of summer was still very hot, Chen Xiao fanned the fan while sighing: "The emperor's grandson is a young hero, Your Majesty let these people be used as entourage, called as young soldiers, and do martial arts." ”

Fang Xing was in a trance, he remembered the imperial grandson.

Zhu Di is not satisfied with his eldest son, very dissatisfied, but he is very satisfied with Zhu Zhanji's grandson, just like his father Zhu Yuanzhang is also with his grandson Zhu Yunwen.

Therefore, Zhu Zhanji was named the emperor's grandson early, which also established Zhu Gaochi's status as the crown prince.

Otherwise, those two guys who are eyeing each other are not good at stubble.

It's just that this Zhu Zhanji is not very popular in the history books, the key is that this guy died too early and passed the throne to his young son, but Wang Zhen almost ruined the country.

"Let's hope he lives a little longer."