Fang Yun took a piece of chicken wings, put them in the slave's bowl, and said, "Eat." ”

The slave immediately thanked Fang Yun with his two little paws and fists, and then ate happily.

Fang Yun and the four of them were all amused by the polite little fox, and Yang Yuhuan took another piece of meat and put it in the slave's bowl.

The slave immediately raised his head and glanced at Yang Yuhuan vigilantly, then looked at the piece of meat, sniffed it lightly with his nose, and continued to eat the chicken wings that Fang Yun gave it.

After eating Fang Yun's chicken wings, the slave licked his paws and mouth with his little pink tongue, and didn't look at the meat that Yang Yuhuan clipped, just tilted his head and looked at Fang Yun with cute and pitiful eyes, as if to say: Give me another piece, just one piece!

Fang Yun didn't expect that the slave didn't eat the meat given by others, so he said: "You can eat that piece of meat with confidence, and you will have to listen to her in the future." ”

The slave lowered his head with a hint of reluctance and began to eat the meat that Yang Yuhuan had given him.

Fang Yun reached out and touched its head, and the slave rubbed Fang Yun's hand with his head, and ate the meat in one bite, revealing a satisfied look, no longer satisfied.

Fang Yun fed the slave slave while eating, and after eating, he found that the slave was obviously not as big as a chicken, but he ate a whole chicken, and his small belly was bulging.

After the meal, Fang Yun put the slave back into the bamboo basket, he rested for a while, and continued to write "The Legend of the West Chamber".

After writing for a while, the slave suddenly screamed.

Fang Yun turned his head to look and saw the slave pointing at Fang Yun's table with his little paws.

"You want to come up?" Fang Yun asked.

The slave immediately nodded excitedly.

"Good. Fang Yun picked it up and looked at its paws carefully, her paws had pink meat pads, which were very cute, and there was not a trace of dirt or dust, but she was obviously eating meat on the ground just now, and she hadn't washed her paws.

"If you have the talent to shelter you, you can 'mosquitoes not get close', and only by becoming 'Hanlin' can you have 'not stained with dust', even if you don't take a bath for decades, there is no dirt on your body. The demon may have a similar body, but its strength must be at least the same as that of Hanlin, it is obviously a young fox, could it be that its status is not ordinary?"

Fang Yun thought to himself and put the slave on the table.

Fang Yun suddenly asked, "Do you understand the words of our human race?"

The slave reacted extremely quickly this time and shook his head firmly.

Fang Yun stretched out his hand to support his forehead: "You are so smart!"

The slave immediately laughed happily, thinking that Fang Yun was really praising it.

Fang Yun smiled and continued to write "The Legend of the West Chamber".

The slave lay on the table and looked at the words on the paper, at first his eyes were confused, but after sorting out the relationship between the characters for a while, he immediately came to his senses, and looked at it intently, and his expression changed with Fang Yun's words.

When Fang Zhiyun and Cui Yingying fell in love, the slave had an obsessive expression.

When it was written that Fang Zhiyun helped Cui Yingying resolve the crisis, the slave was very happy.

When it was written that Liu Zizheng was designing the cloud of harm, the slave suddenly screamed angrily, waving his paws and slapping the three words "Liu Zizheng".

"What are you doing!" Fang Yun glared at the slave.

The slave looked at Fang Yun angrily, still not out of the story.

Fang Yun patted its head lightly and said, "Be honest, otherwise I won't let you see it." ”

Only then did the slave realize that he was too impulsive, scratched his head with his little paws, and smiled shyly, showing an expression of admitting his mistake.

"I didn't expect my first reader to be a fox. Fang Yun said with a smile.

The slave squealed dissatisfiedly, as if to say what happened to the fox?

Fang Yun wrote for two hours and felt tired, so he left the East Wing with some pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he wanted to teach Yang Yuhuan to read and write while he was resting.

The slave stayed on the table honestly, and when Fang Yun left, it immediately looked at "The Legend of the West Chamber" excitedly from the beginning, and from time to time it moved its ears to listen to Fang Yun's movements.

Fang Yun put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table in the west wing, walked to the door of the main house, and saw Yang Yuhuan tidying up the yard.

"Sister Yuhuan, wash your hands, I have something to tell you when you come in. ”

"Oh. Yang Yuhuan took the face plate and washed his hands, and then walked in front of Fang Yun.

"What's the matter?" Yang Yuhuan looked up at Fang Yun with a beautiful face.

Fang Yun took her hand and walked inside, "I'll teach you to read and write." ”

"Hmm. Yang Yuhuan felt the warmth and firmness in Fang Yun's hand, and agreed softly.

Fang Yun took Yang Yuhuan to the west wing, laid out the white paper, and picked up the pen, but did not write immediately.

In this era, Mengxue only had "Hundred Family Names" and "Thousand Character Texts" and some things compiled by literary academies in various places, and there were no famous Mongolian books such as "Three Character Classic", "Yan's Family Motto", "Zengguang Xianwen" and "Kindergarten Qionglin".

Fang Yun also remembered the content of his Mengxue, which was completely rote memorization of "Thousand Character Text" and "Hundred Family Names", and it took a long time to memorize it. There are 1,000 very basic words in "Thousand Words", which are neat and well-organized, which is very suitable for children to learn.

After Fang Yun finished learning "Thousand Character Text" and "Hundred Family Names", he left Mengxue and went directly to a private school to learn the holy scriptures.

"Most of the children here have direct contact with books such as the Analects of the Analects after learning the Thousand Character Texts and the Hundred Family Names, which are too much to encourage the seedlings, and they should learn some more "Three Character Classics" and "Zengguang Xianwen" before learning the classics of the saints. However, Sister Yuhuan is illiterate, so she will start teaching from "Thousand Words". ”

Fang Yundao: "Next, I will teach you the content of the thousand-character text, and I will teach you the most basic eight words today, which will gradually increase in the future, you are optimistic." ”

Subsequently, Fang Yun wrote down the eight words "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, Universe Flood and Desolation" at the beginning of "Thousand Character Text", and then explained them to Yang Yuhuan one by one.

When Yang Yuhuan barely remembered, he asked her to write slowly, and Fang Yun himself went back to the East Wing.

Back in the house, Fang Yun took a look at the desktop, nothing had changed, just the slave smiled, as if he was currying favor with him.

Fang Yun touched its head, it was not reluctant this time, but liked it very much.

Fang Yun continued to write "The Legend of the West Chamber".

After writing a page, Fang Yun was about to change the paper when the slave suddenly screamed, and then stretched out his furry paw and put it on Fang Yun's wrist.

"What's wrong?" Fang Yun asked Nunu.

The slave couldn't speak, and pointed to the word "total" on the page with his paws, and shouted: "Nunu, slave!" Seeing that Fang Yun didn't understand, it was a little anxious.

Fang Yun took a closer look at the word, and suddenly realized, it turned out that he was a little anxious after writing the most, and the word "total" was written one point less, so he put pen to paper.

"There is a mistake in the word, slave Gu. Fang Yun smiled and quoted the allusion of "the song is wrong, Zhou Langgu".

"Boom!" the slave was excited, his big fluffy tail sweeping around behind him.

"You'll have to watch it carefully for me in the future. The ancients had red sleeves to read, and I had slaves to add incense, and this book has your credit. ”

"Huh!" The slave was even more excited, and jumped slightly, wanting to jump on Fang Yun's shoulder, although it had eaten the meat and had strength, but it still lacked strength, Fang Yun hurriedly stretched out his hand and put it on his chest, and the slave just jumped into his arms.

The slave happily rubbed his head against Fang Yun's chest, looking happy.

After playing with the slave for a while, Fang Yun patted its ass and said, "Okay, I'll continue to write the book." As he spoke, he put the slave on the table.

The slave was so ashamed that his face was slightly red, he blocked his eyes with two small paws, lay on the table, and no longer looked at what Fang Yun wrote.

When Fang Yun wrote a dozen words, he shrugged his ears, secretly looked at Fang Yun, and found that he was doing as usual, so he slowly raised his head and continued to read "The Legend of the West Chamber", but his fluffy tail shook slightly.

Three days passed in a flash, and Fang Yun finally completed the entire "Legend of the West Chamber".

When he finished writing the last stroke of "The Legend of the West Chamber", Fang Yun's heart moved, closed his eyes, and read into the Wen Palace.

There are two changes in the palace of Bun.

There are already six stars in the starry sky of Wengong above, one of which is much larger than the others, representing the poem "Morning Trip to Jixian County" of Zhenguo.

The six stars shone faintly on Fang Yun's statue. Fang Yun's statue had a wisp of silky talent, which was originally only three inches high, but now it was six inches high!

Once it reaches ten inches, and then after tempering, go to the temple to worship the saints, and the silk talent will swell like a needle and become a showman.

"Other people's talents need to go to the temple to worship in order to improve, I have these famous stars to nourish, maybe I can become a rare saint in a hundred years. It is said that the Shengqian Show is the limit, and no one can become a Shengqian lifter except for the students taught by Confucius himself. ”

Fang Yun left the Wen Palace, quickly read "The Legend of the West Chamber" silently, changed a few places, and officially finalized it.

Fang Yun found that the number of words in "The Legend of the West Chamber" is far from comparable with the four famous novels, but it is already a long story in this era, but as a book, the number of pages is still a little small.

So Fang Yun wrote a famous piece of Tang legendary fiction "The Story in the Pillow", which derived an idiom that is more widely circulated than the title of the book, that is, a dream of Huangliang.

"The Pillow in the Pillow" tells the story of a scholar who was poor and destitute, and met a half-saint who walked the world in an inn, and the half-saint saw that although he was talented but obsessed with his official position, he gave him a Wenbao pillow. The scholar fell asleep after getting the pillow, and at this moment the kitchen of the inn had just begun to steam yellow rice.

The scholar dreamed that he was proud of his career, all the way to the clouds, and became an auxiliary minister after the most reluctance, a very popular minister, enjoying all the glory and wealth, but he was framed for treason by other high-ranking officials, and was arrested and imprisoned by the king. A few years later, his grievances were redressed, and he was once again a very popular minister, full of children and grandchildren, all of whom were promising.

In the end, he was old and wanted to resign, but the monarch did not allow it, but he saw through everything, so he wrote a resignation, and died not long after.

Then the scholar woke up, the demi-saint was still by his side, and the steamed yellow rice in the inn was not yet cooked.

The scholar was enlightened, no longer pursuing fame and fortune, but concentrating on the holy way, and eventually became a generation of Confucianism.

Fang Yun felt that "The Story in the Pillow" was more in line with the mainstream ideas of the Shengyuan Continent, so with a slight change, it became a suitable short story.

Both novels are punctuated, segmented, and have more pages, with a total of more than 150 pages at the end.

When he finished writing, it was already afternoon, Fang Yun slept for a while, and after dinner, he asked Fang Daniu to drive to Zhou's mansion.

The State Academy of Literature and the State Yamen are at the same level, and the highest officials are all members of the three ranks. Although the Zhou master book is only the sixth product, he is in charge of the Wenhui Academy and other institutions, and has great real power, and is responsible for part of the affairs of the whole state, and its power is no less than that of the Wupin prefect......

Tomorrow Monday is the first time that "Confucianism and Taoism Most Holy" has entered the newcomer list, which is very important to this book and to Lao Huo, and the ranking of the new book list determines the future results of this book, or fate.

I have the confidence and strength to write this book, can you collect this book? Can you give a recommendation vote to this book?

I want to be on the rookie list.

I hope that the talent will prosper.

Xie Lu Xie.