After only two hours of sleep, Fang Yun woke up naturally, not only did he not feel tired, but he was full of energy.

"The Dragon Palace blood ginseng is really wonderful. In the future, there will be a chance to thank the Empress Dowager Xie Xie, and it is more important for her to give me the blood ginseng of the Dragon Palace now than to give me a knighthood. Studying 20 hours a day, I don't believe I can't become a talent this year!"

Fang Yun had a quick meal after washing, began to read early, and read all kinds of scripture and meaning guidance books as he did yesterday, and decided to thoroughly understand all the test-taking methods before writing the scriptures.

Not long after, someone knocked on the door, and Yang Yuhuan went to open the door. Fang Yun listened to the voice of He Yujiao, who went to the word meeting yesterday, so he put down the book and went to greet him.

He Yujiao looked like he was smiling, and handed some paper bags and a brick of tea to Yang Yuhuan.

"Brother He. Fang Yundao.

He Yujiao blushed and said, "I didn't have a class this morning, and I happened to be passing by for something, so I bought some food to see." ”

"Please sit in the room. Fang Yun vaguely guessed He Yujiao's intentions, invited him into the house, and deliberately separated the others.

In the silent room, the two literati in green shirts talked softly.

The two of them first talked about some teaching topics, and Fang Yun saw that He Yuzhu really couldn't open his mouth, so he smiled and said, "Brother He came here today for something else, right? ”

He Yuzhu smiled embarrassedly and said: "You also know that I was admitted to show talent ten years ago, and I have not been able to win the examination so far, and the courage in my heart has gradually been worn out by time. Yesterday, I saw that you wrote "The Burrow", and I fell asleep for a long time, because this article awakened my courage. Don't worry, I'm not asking you for the original manuscript of "The Burrow", I just want you to write a "Burrow" with me, so that I can understand the essence of it, and strive to be promoted in the examination in one go. ”

Fang Yun immediately stood up and walked towards the desk, and said as he walked, "Brother He has seen the outside, just a few words." ”

Fang Yun said and picked up the demon pen, brewed for a while, and wrote "The Burrow" seriously.

Because it is not the first draft, there is nothing magical about this article.

"Dry it first, and then wait until the ink is dry. ”

"Good. ”

After a while, when the ink was dry, He Yuzhu stepped forward to get the page and couldn't help laughing.

He Yuzhu praised: "Your words are really getting better and better, I really want to worship you as a teacher, learn to write, learn poetry." From now on, I will hang this painting of yours in my study and think about it every day. The residence is a burrow, and my Wengong is also a burrow, with this article, my Wengong will inevitably be strengthened, and the talent that can be borne will inevitably be more, and then I will go to the state examination, and the chance of lifting people in the examination will be greater. ”

Fang Yun suddenly realized, no one mentioned it yesterday, and he didn't pay attention to it, he just thought that "Burrow" itself drove the vitality of heaven and earth, but he only understood when he heard He Yuzhu say this. The reason why this "Burrow Ming" is sought after by so many people is that the Burrow and the Wengong can be perfectly combined.

The Burrow inscription is also the inscription of the palace, so it can form the courage of the moment, so it can make the scholar Li Wenying move and do not hesitate to come in person.

He Yuzhu regarded Fang Yun's handwritten "Burrow Ming" as a treasure, carefully rolled it up, and carefully put it in his arms.

After doing everything, He Yuzhu said: "Fang Yun, your "Burrow" is extraordinary, such a great favor, if you have the opportunity, you will definitely repay it." ”

"It's just a piece of paper, Brother He doesn't have to take it to heart. I'm going to the Patriarchal School, do you want to go with me?"

"Good. ”

Fang Yun walked out of the courtyard, and the slave suddenly came out, standing on Fang Yun's vamp, standing upright, holding Fang Yun's legs with his paws, tilting his head, revealing a pitiful look of pleading.

"What's the matter?" Fang Yun asked.

"Slave!" cried the little fox.

"I don't understand. Fang Yun said helplessly.

Nunu's little eyes rolled, and he suddenly jumped into the carriage and sat in the position where Fang Yun usually sits, and then wanted to sit on the carriage chair like Fang Yun, stretched out his legs, and leaned back. But it was so small that it didn't touch the back of the chair, and it fell on the back of the chair, and its eyes were confused, as if to say that it shouldn't be like this?

Fang Yun smiled and said, "Do you want to go out with me?"

The little fox immediately sat down again and nodded to Fang Yun.

"You have to be obedient, don't make trouble, do you know the way?"

The slave nodded vigorously and sat down honestly in his chair.

He Yuzhu said: "Your little fox is so smart, it should be a cross between the demon clan and an ordinary fox, right?"

The slave suddenly became angry, stood on the seat, put her two front paws on her waist, glared at He Yuzhu and shouted, "Yaa!

It was the first time Fang Yun heard such a cry from the slave, and it seemed that he was too angry, so he got into the car and held it in his arms and gently touched its head.

The slave whined and whispered twice, no longer angry.

He Yuzhu also got into the car and sat next to Fang Yun, who knew that the slave jumped between Fang Yun and He Yuzhang, stretched out his little paws to push He Yuzhang hard, and wanted to push him off the carriage, looking angry.

The two laughed, and He Yuzhu arched his hand to the slave and said, "Brother Fox, I shouldn't say that, I apologize to you, you must be much more noble than the demon clan." ”

The slave immediately turned his anger into joy, stood upright, faced He Yuji, pointed at himself with his little paws, and raised his head vigorously.

"What does it want to say?" He Yuzhu asked Fang Yun.

Fang Yun smiled: "She wants you to continue to call her Brother Fox." ”

"Yes, please forgive me. He Yuzhu joked.

The slave immediately showed a look of sparing you, and jumped triumphantly on Fang Yun's lap and lay on his stomach.

Fang Yun touched her head, then took his hand away, but it grabbed Fang Yun's hand hard, pulled it all the way to its head, and then screamed comfortably, squinting and dozing.

Fang Yun slowly took his hand away, and the slave reacted extremely quickly, stretched out his little paw to press Fang Yun's hand, and then wrapped his furry tail around Fang Yun's wrist to prevent him from moving.

"Wooh......" the slave begged in a low voice.

Fang Yun smiled and put his hand on its head.

The slave regained his smile again, and closed his eyes happily under Fang Yun's hands.

He Yuzhu asked, "Little male fox?"

"It should be female. Fang Yundao.

"Then why does she like to be called Brother Fox?"

"I call you Brother He, it listens to and likes it, but it doesn't understand anything. ”

"Boom! Boom!" the slave immediately protested, as if to say: Don't speak ill of me!

Fang Yun and He Yuzhu laughed.

The two arrived at the Ethnology in a carriage.

Entering the study room, those teachers greeted Fang Yun with a smile, but everyone was not very natural, as if they wanted to say something but were embarrassed to speak, and they all wanted others to say it.

He Yujiao coughed lightly and said, "Fang Yun's word is worth at least ten taels of silver now, you have to respect yourself." ”

The children and teachers could only go back depressed.

Just after a quarter past eight, Fang Yun entered the classroom as usual, but the slave stood a little shy at the door, looking inside curiously.

"Puppy!"

"It's a kitten. ”

"It's a fox!"

"Shhh

The students looked at the little fox a few times and then stopped looking at it, because there was something more important waiting for them.

A child couldn't help but shout, "Mr. Fang, teach us to compose poetry!"

"Yes, we also want to write beautiful prose like 'The Burrow'. ”

"Uh-huh!" many of the children nodded vigorously, their eyes full of anticipation.

Fang Yunqi said: "Even you know the Tao?"

One of the children immediately said: "This morning, a senior official came to my house as a guest! He said that I should find a way to win the first place in the next small examination, and asked Mr. Xiang to write the "Burrow Ming" by handwriting. Sir, don't worry, I won't want "The Burrow", that kind of good thing can't be messed with. ”

"Yes, my father said, if you want poetry, it's just a matter of poetry, if you want your "Burrow", you will lose your life, and you must know how to be a man. ”

The children agreed.

"Very good, it seems that I didn't teach you the "Three Character Classic" in vain, so continue to teach the "Three Character Classic" today. Fang Yundao.

"Alas......" the children sighed in unison.

"Sir, teach us how to compose poetry. ”

"Yes, it doesn't matter if the "Three Character Classic" is taught one day later. ”

The little fox on the side rolled his eyes, and instead of jumping on Fang Yun, he sat honestly at the door, looking up at Fang Yun, like other students.

Fang Yun smiled: "Do you really want to learn poetry from me?"

Without waiting for the students to reply, the slave suddenly raised his front paws and shouted in a crisp voice, "Boom!

The students burst into laughter.

"Even the little fox wants to listen to your poetry, so you agree. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Fang Yun said to the slave angrily: "Don't interject during class!"

The little fox immediately covered its mouth with its paws and blinked its eyes vigorously, causing many children to laugh secretly.

Fang Yun pondered for a moment, and found that although there were sound law books in this era, they were not suitable for teaching these children, and then his mind flashed enlightenment books such as "Sound Rhythm Enlightenment", "Xun Meng Pun Sentence" and "Liweng Rhyme", and after comparison, he found that "Liweng Rhyme" was easier to understand, so he made a choice.

Fang Yundao: "If you want to compose poems and couplets and write prose, you must first learn the rhythm and battle, which cannot be done overnight. In this way, I happened to make up my own "Rhyme" at home, so I will teach you a little bit first, and if you like it, I will continue to teach the later ones. ”

"Mr. Xie!" the students thanked in unison.

The slave wagged his tail involuntarily.

Fang Yun said: "Then start with the rhyme of the eastern character, you listen well: the sky is against the earth, the rain is against the wind, and the mainland is against the sky." Mountain flowers to sea trees, red sun to the sky. The thunder is faint and foggy. The sun goes down against the sky. ”

After reciting, Fang Yun asked, "Who remembers, raise your hand." ”

Five of the children raised their hands, and the rest looked at them with envy.

Fang Yun said: "Yue Yunpeng, you get up and recite it again." ”

The little fat man named Yue Yunpeng immediately stood up and said loudly: "The sky is against the earth, the rain is against the wind, and the continent is against the sky." Mountain flowers to sea trees, red sun to the sky. The thunder is faint and foggy. The sun goes down against the sky. ”

"Good. I'll read a sentence now, and you will read it with me. Heaven to earth. ”

"Heaven to earth. ”

"Boom!" The little fox's voice was mixed in, not only did not hinder the children's memory, but had a wonderful rhythm.

Fang Yun glanced at the little fox with a smile and continued, "The rain is against the wind. ”

"Rain against wind. ”

"Woooo

"Continent vs. Sky ......"

The voices of Fang Yun, Nunu, and the children echoed in the classroom.

All the children were attracted by this kind of rhyme words that are as catchy as the "Three Character Classic", and fantasized about one day being able to make Zhenguo poems, so they read aloud and worked harder than learning the "Three Character Classic".

After a while, Fang Jingtang, the dean of the clan studies, and the rest of the teachers were attracted to the door by voices that they had never heard before.

Fang Jingtang brushed his beard and sighed lightly: "Fang Yun teaches, and the fox rhymes, and it will become a good story." ”

The rest of the teachers nodded, and He Yujiao's expression was solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Fang Yun's music and rhythm teaching may subvert the entire Mongolian learning system, and in the future, it will increase the number of war poems of my human race several times." ”......

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