Did you collect the book when you read it......

I don't know if it was the death of Renzong Zhao Zhen that made Chen Yuanguang grief-stricken, so he asked such a question, or he was confused by the wind today, so he asked such a question, but looking at his face, he didn't seem to be joking.

The teacher asked, and the student had to answer, so Wen Yitao, the four-year-old son of the county order, stood up and said in a milky voice: "In the future, I will be an official, a Qing official, I must be the master of the people, and share the worries for the king." ”

is worthy of being a second-generation official, and it is estimated that the county magistrate at home often says this kind of empty talk, which is useless nonsense at all, causing the four-year-old Wen Yitao to say this kind of thing at hand, as if he will definitely become a big official in the future.

Wen Yitao finished speaking, and waited for Chen Yuanguang's praise with a smirk, but Chen Yuanguang was still expressionless, as if he hadn't heard it, and looked at the others, which suddenly made everyone nervous.

Whether it is a teacher of Da Song or a postmodern teacher, they all have one thing in common, that is, they can make students afraid of him, not to mention that Chen Yuanguang's students are all children of a few years old now, after a month of schooling, everyone is a little afraid of this Xiucai teacher.

Now that Chen Yuanguang saw this, everyone immediately couldn't sit still, at this time it was time for the rich second generation to play, as the grandson of the big businessman Jia Jia who was second only to Wen Yitao among Chen Yuanguang's ten students, stood up, and said a little timidly: "My father, my father let me be a businessman in the future, earn a lot of money, and it is best to earn money that I can't spend in a few lifetimes, and be a businessman who enjoys happiness for a lifetime......"

"Humph!" Before Zhu Qianqian finished speaking, Chen Yuanguang suddenly snorted coldly, and with a snort, Zhu Qianqian was also frightened and sat on the ground instantly, it is estimated that Chen Yuanguang really didn't even bother to listen to Zhu Qianqian's answer.

Fang Hua couldn't help but mourn for Zhu Qian, although Fang Hua also liked the kind of life that Zhu Qian imagined, but he would never say it like this, and the consequence of saying it would be almost that he would be scolded by Chen Yuanguang, saying nonsense such as having no ambitions, but he can't blame Zhu Qianqian, they are all children of a few years old, what big dreams do you think he can have.

Zhu Qian shouldn't live in the Great Song Dynasty, Fang Hua thought to himself, Zhu Qian should live in Daming, this is the best, at least it is also the imperial surname, his dream can definitely be realized in Daming, but in the Great Song Dynasty, his Zhu surname is useless, uh, or can be used to scold people.

Didn't hear the answer he wanted to hear Chen Yuanguang couldn't help but be a little disappointed, sighed, today is the day when Renzong Zhao Zhen passed away, he was a little out of shape, shook his head, and he also understood that it was indeed a bit too much for him to ask these ten children such a question, and he was about to end this topic and let the children go home, but he just skimmed away, but he just left Fang Hua, who was calm and relaxed, and his whole body exuded a leisurely and tolerant temperament.

He is no stranger to Fang Hua, not only because Fang Hua is the smartest and most clever among the ten students he accepted, but more importantly, the day after Fang Hua was accepted as a student by him, he recommended Fang Hua to the emperor as one of the hundred monarchs, and finally the emperor approved it, and Fang Hua's identity was set as the eleventh monarch.

In terms of things, Chen Yuanguang recommended Fang Hua to the emperor at that time, and Fang Hua himself was still unfamiliar, but he had seen Fang Hua once, and saw that he was young but smart, articulate, clever and ghostly, this was the reason why Chen Yuanguang recommended it to the emperor, and at that time, Renzong Zhao Zhen was approaching, and there was not much time, Chen Yuanguang could no longer take the time to re-select this Fang Hua's often outstanding children to recommend to the emperor, helplessly, the final decision was Fang Hua.

Now after a month of teaching, Fang Hua did not disappoint him, whether it is studying, reading, or recognizing, Fang Hua will always be the fastest learner, Chen Yuanguang is a little relieved at the same time, but also a little sad, I don't know if Fang Hua becoming the eleventh monarch is a good thing or a bad thing for Fang Hua.

His identity is a big secret, he can't tell Fang Hua, at least, he will never say it at the moment, so he can only use the identity of a teacher to teach Fang Hua, Chen Yuanguang understands that he is not the only person like this, in the two months before His Majesty died, he suddenly announced a holy decree to people like Chen Yuanguang, asking them to carry out the Hundred Monarchs Plan, and it must be completed before he dies.

Strict and not enough time, in this case, Chen Yuanguang only found that Fang Hua met the requirements, so he proposed to go up, but he didn't expect His Majesty to approve it in an instant, Fang Hua became one of the hundred monarchs, which means that his life can no longer be ordinary, in addition to Fang Hua, the other ninety-nine monarchs are also the same.

"Fang Hua, what about you." Chen Yuanguang looked at Fang Hua, and said with a normal and faint face, but judging from the understanding of Chen Yuanguang of Fang Hua's team, this question still needs to be answered well.

"Uh...... Back to the teacher's words...... "Fang Hua immediately stood up when he heard Chen Yuanguang call him, and muttered for a moment, first of all, he still needs to think clearly why Chen Yuanguang asked such a question for no reason today.

In fact, there is no need to think about it, it is a very simple thing, today Renzong has passed away, and Chen Yuanguang mentioned the empty and boring question of the future goal, in the final analysis, there is a relationship between the two, Fang Hua thought for a while, and finally knew what answer Chen Yuanguang wanted to hear, so he also looked up to the little fat face, and said in a milky voice:

"My goal is very simple, take the road of the imperial examination, gain fame, glorify the ancestors, and then I want to work hard to become a protégé of the Son of Heaven, meet Your Majesty, and make suggestions for the country. ……”

Although he also said a lot of nonsense, but compared with Wen Yitao's words, it seemed much more real, and it was much more comfortable, Fang Hua saw Chen Yuanguang's originally wrinkled eyebrows began to stretch, and he knew that Chen Yuanguang felt better, so he continued to talk, and did not forget to steal a poem to read it.

"Now we are still young, have a good age, one day the Great Song Dynasty belongs to our era, as the so-called persuasion of the king do not cherish the golden clothes, persuade the monarch to cherish the youth. There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded, and there are no flowers and empty branches. ”

After reading the poem, he took a seat, thinking that saying so much should be in line with Chen Yuanguang's taste, in order to read the poem, Fang Hua also just racked his brains to remember it, it was more suitable for him, and it was more suitable for the situation.

The little kid went to the bench, and when he looked at Chen Yuanguang, he found that Chen Yuanguang was staring at him fiercely, and Fang Hua was a little hairy with his straight eyes, and his mind was blank for a while, and he didn't know what to do at the moment.

"Persuade the monarch not to cherish the golden clothes, and persuade the monarch to cherish the youth. Where did you hear the poem that there are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches?! Or is it ...... This is a verse you composed?! After looking at Fang Hua for a while, Chen Yuanguang asked straight to the point.

This question is really confusing Fang Hua's question, this golden thread is a poem written by someone in the Tang Dynasty, so he took it out and read it, but looking at Chen Yuanguang's appearance, it seems that he clearly doesn't know what this poem looks like.

After reviewing it carefully, Fang Hua couldn't help patting his forehead, and then remembered that although this golden silk dress was spread in the postmodern era, the person who wrote this poem was simply an anonymous person, and the poem written by an anonymous person, who would remember it, and the developed technology of the postmodern era was found, but now, this poem is the first time it has appeared.

After figuring it out, Fang Hua panicked, this poem is indeed very good, but it can't be said that he wrote it, he didn't want to be in the limelight, but now if he still makes such a poem, it is not a question of whether he is willing or not, as soon as he figured it out, he was instantly distressed, hated himself for being cheap, and said any verse!

"This poem, this poem, this poem...... Ah, teacher, you know, in addition to a teacher like you, I also have the identity of a white-bearded grandfather, and when he was teaching me medicine, he also read such verses by the way, so I wrote it down. Fang Hua thought about it, and didn't seem to find a scapegoat in front of him, so he could only take out the fictional medical master as a shield.

By the way, he blinked innocently, and put on a very stupid and cute appearance, as if to say that I am just a child, how can I make such a poem.

"Oh...... I see, I see......" Chen Yuanguang looked at Fang Hua meaningfully for a long time before he said lightly, I don't know if he believed it or not, but obviously Fang Hua's answer was satisfactory, and since he was satisfied, he was in a better mood.

"Okay, okay, let's disperse, Your Majesty died today, pay attention to these days, and continue to teach tomorrow." Chen Yuanguang got up and commanded, mentioning that his body trembled slightly when he died, and the Yiren beside him cried even more seriously.

Fang Hua saw that Yiren was so sad, and he couldn't bear to step forward to persuade him, but after thinking about it, he didn't do anything in the end, and watched Chen Yuanguang watch Chen Yiren slowly leave the house, leaving only ten little children.

"Oh my God, I'm finally able to go home, Xiaohua, hurry home." Fang An will always be like dead when Chen Yuanguang is there, he will be alive when Chen Yuanguang is gone, this is not Chen Yuanguang just walked out, Fang An pulled Fang Hua to hurry home.

"Brother Fang, Brother Fang, let's go to Jiren Hall to have fun, Doctor Jiang must miss us." Wen Yitao, the son of the county order, also ran to Fang Hua's side, pouting and coquettishly, making Fang Hua feel a chill, especially he is not your mother, why are you coquettish with him.

In the final analysis, after all, it is still a group of children, in such a day when Renzong passed away and the world mourns, there is such a group of little children who don't know what happened, and they are still living carefree.

Jun Ge -

When I cut the onion, I always thought that I would close my eyes so that there would be no tears.

But the moment I cut my finger, I cried.

It's already recommended today.,From tomorrow.,I'll try to add more.,Although the author himself is a hand-wrecked party.,But anyway, the hand is already disabled.,Then love it.。