"Go to sleep, you can sleep for an hour at most. Fang Yundao.

Zhang Jing'an sat on the chair, lowered his head, and said nothing.

Fang Yun continued to read.

Fang Yun has been reading the Confucian classics intensively these days, because he is about to be promoted to a scholar, and he has to decide the nature of the first Wentai as soon as possible.

At present, it seems that the Confucian literary platform is the most suitable for him, and even if other literary platforms are formed in the future, there will be no conflict.

Fang Yun of the holy scriptures can already be memorized backwards, and he has read each book hundreds of times and knows it well.

However, Fang Yun had some regrets in his heart, because if he wanted to truly understand a Confucian classic, the best way was to read the original classic, but his own literary level was too low, and reading the semi-holy classics too early would be harmful and useless.

In addition to reading the original text of the semi-biblical text, the best way to understand the Confucian classics is the famous "Stone Classics", but unfortunately the human race currently has only two sets of stone scriptures, and each set of stone scriptures is incomplete.

Without a complete stone scripture, all countries could not use the name "Taixue", so they could only be renamed Xuegong, and the Holy Academy Taixue was also renamed Chongwenyuan.

If he could not get the Stone Scriptures, Fang Yun was not discouraged, because even if he became a scholar or a great Confucian, it was not too late to start studying the Stone Scriptures, so he focused on reading all the Confucian commentaries on the Confucian classics and learning the Great Confucian's exegesis and interpretations of the holy classics.

These days, Fang Yun mainly studied the commentaries of the Confucian or scholar scholars in the Confucian literary circles on the scriptures of the saints.

Fang Yun looked very seriously, and turned the page very slowly, every time he read a sentence, countless words would appear in his mind, all of which were annotations and exegesis about this sentence, so as to better understand the original text of the holy scriptures.

"I ...... I want to read. Zhang Jing'an's voice sounded in the study.

Fang Yun turned a deaf ear and continued to read.

"I want to study!" Zhang Jing'an got up and stared at Fang Yun's face.

Under the illumination of the Night Pearl, half of Fang Yun's face had a warm glow, and the other half of his face had a faint shadow.

Fang Yun still didn't speak.

Zhang Jing'an said loudly: "I want to study!"

Fang Yun turned the page and didn't raise his head.

"I said, I want to read!" Zhang Jing'an raised his voice again.

"Rude and formless, get out!" Fang Yun flicked his long sleeves. The wind suddenly rose and swept Zhang Jing'an out of the door.

Bang dang!

The door to the study opens and closes.

Zhang Jing'an suddenly rushed to the door and pushed the door violently, but found that he couldn't open the door, so he could only beat frantically and scold at the same time.

"Zhang Longxiang! You liar! You say I can study, you say I can go to school, you are lying to me at all!"

"You deliberately forced me to go to the barracks, forced me to be the pavilion chief, and forced me to pick up dung. It won't be long before you'll force me to ask for food! You're not my father at all! You're just a rebel! You're trying to torture me!"

"Uh......h Woo woo...... "Zhang Jing'an leaned on the door and cried.

"My mother has been waiting for you for so many years, what have you done? What's wrong with me? I'm just a child! What's wrong with me?"

"What kind of ability do you have to bully a child? You have the ability to kill that old brute of Gou Bao! You have the ability to deal with those who beat me! You have the ability to toss the king of Chu! You are nothing! You can't do anything, you can only bully me! Woo woo......

Zhang Jing'an's crying was even louder.

Fang Yun was unmoved, and even the time interval between turning the pages was almost the same.

Slowly, Zhang Jing'an's crying voice decreased, and finally he was silent.

After a long time, there was a knock on the door.

Knock! Knock!

His fingers landed on the wooden door, and his voice was melodious and crisp.

"The child is not aware of anything. Ask to see Daddy. Zhang Jing'an's voice came from the crack in the door to the study.

"Come in. Fang Yun put down the book again and looked at the door.

Zhang Jing'an walked into the study again and bent down facing Fang Yun.

"I've seen Daddy. Zhang Jing'an raised his head after seeing the salute, his eyes were red and swollen. His face was expressionless, as if numb from the cold.

"Sit down. Fang Yun's expression was indifferent.

"Thank you, Daddy. Zhang Jing'an sat on the chair solemnly, with a straight waist and an elegant sitting posture. It's completely different from Fang Cai, but his red and swollen eyes are a little sparkling.

Fang Yun looked at Zhang Jing'an and didn't say a word.

"The child has a clue. Didn't you let me enter the barracks, be a civil official, and tilt my feet to study?" asked Zhang Jing'an.

"No, it's your choice. Fang Yundao.

Zhang Jing'an shook his head and said, "I thought the same way at first, but after thinking about it repeatedly, all my choices are under your control." ”

"You're wrong, it's not that your choices are under my control, it's that you have too few choices. Fang Yundao.

"The child is dull, please ask your father to teach you. Zhang Jing'an modestly bowed his head slightly.

Fang Yun got up, walked to the window, put his hands behind his back, and looked out the window.

"What do you think is the use of reading?" Fang Yun asked.

Zhang Jing'an immediately said: "Reading is the best way to achieve your ambition. ”

"To put it another way. Fang Yun said indifferently.

A slight embarrassment flashed on Zhang Jing'an's face, and he said: "Just like the poem "Persuasion Poem" written by Fang Xusheng of the Shengyuan Continent, gold and silver treasures, high-ranking official positions, and beautiful mansions, as long as you read, you can get it." ”

"You still don't understand. Fang Yun still had his back to Zhang Jing'an.

Zhang Jing'an got up, bowed to Fang Yun, and said, "Please give me advice." ”

"Can you choose who to be your father and mother, and when to be born?"

"No, you can't. ”

"After you fall to the ground, can you choose what to eat and what to do?"

"No, you can't. ”

"When you babble, can you choose what to learn?"

"No, you can't. ”

"Did you choose the school you went to?"

"It's not. ”

"Did you choose the books you studied?"

"It's not. ”

"And who helped you choose these?"

"It's Daddy, it's Mr. Zhang Jingan replied seriously.

"Why don't you choose for yourself?"

"The child can't do it. ”

"Do you like these choices?" Fang Yun asked.

"I don't like it or don't like it, but sometimes I feel disgusted that no one wants to be a marionette. ”

"You'd love to make your own choice, right?" Fang Yun asked.

"I think everybody wants to decide for themselves. Zhang Jing'an was full of anger and thought that what he said made sense.

"So, between studying seriously and not reading seriously, you chose not to read seriously? So, between reading and not reading, you chose not to read?" Fang Yun said.

Zhang Jing'an was stunned for a moment, and defended: "The child said that things were complicated back then, and the child was helpless, after all, the child was young and ignorant at that time, if it were today, he would definitely not be afraid of them and insist on studying!"

"No matter what you say, you can't deny one thing, you have made the most wrong choice!" Fang Yun said.

"That's what my father said. Zhang Jing'an was speechless.

"You say I'm manipulating you, but if it weren't for me, even if you were an adult at the age of eighteen and entered the barracks, what would be the result?" Fang Yun asked.

"Without a civil position, even if you can kill the enemy, it is nothing more than becoming a captain or a captain, not even a captain, let alone an officer. ”.

(To be continued.) )