Xun Yu has always been gentle to people, and by Cao Cao's side, the most gentleman-like thing is him, the Yingchuan family.

On weekdays, the Sima of the other department that Cao Ying's soldiers saw was so kind to others, that is, everyone knew that Xun Yu and Mr. Datong were a little discordant, at most they were silent.

Unexpectedly, today, in front of the celebrities who are also high-quality people, Xun Yu and even Guo Jia have already calculated it.

"It's the best, if a pair of beauties is not enough, I also have a superb beauty in my Guanzhong family, which can be used by Wen Ruo!"

"Back then, Wang Yun killed Dong Thief with a demon concubine, Wen Ruo, a beauty, is not much better than Lord Situ!"

"The color of the wine is one, just a beauty, I'm afraid it's not enough, I have a private brew of good wine here, and I will send it to Fengxiao, I hope this person is addicted to the joy of the world, and less against me!"

In the military tent, Zhong Xuan, Chen Qun, and Sima Fang couldn't help laughing together when they said this.

Xun Yu smiled the happiest, he didn't laugh for Guo Jia, but thought of Fang Guang, who was born in the Yellow Turban, and dared to open a school, and the smile in his heart couldn't be stopped.

Dong'e County, by the Yellow River, in the Mancang Hall, tomorrow at noon, it is time for Fang Guang to leave here and return to the Juancheng military camp.

In the past few days, Fang Guang has been exhausted, picking out the knowledge that can be taken out at this time in his mind and recording it on the bamboo board.

In the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was naturally paper, Cai Lun improved the book of papermaking, and many high-grade door valves have already used paper.

According to historical records, Cao Cao, the big boss of Fang Guang, has a record of "every time there is any doubt, ask Ye by letter".

It's just that at this time, Yanzhou is still in a hurry, and the luxury of paper is not something that ordinary government officials can use, and this thing is also Fang Guang's plan, waiting to free up his hands to increase Cao Ying's income.

For three consecutive nights, I didn't even have time to talk to Cai Yan, and now, Sima of the other department has completed the compilation of the three books of earth, heaven and wealth.

Fang Guang has a belly of knowledge, as long as ten two or three are exposed, he is afraid that he will reappear in the world as a Yellow Turban cultivator and be dealt with by the big boss.

The difficulty in Fang Guang's compilation of the bamboo board of the academy is not that Fang Guang has forgotten most of the knowledge of his previous life, but that when he compiled it, he had to carefully select from these knowledges and select the knowledge that could be accepted by the people of this party.

Heaven, earth, and wealth.

In the chapter of heaven, he first pinched his nose and wrote a general outline of the world and the earth for the transformation of morality, and then recorded astronomy, meteorology, and some of the most basic common sense.

The land chapter, is the geography of the mountains and rivers of Kyushu, the flow of rivers, the genus of copper and iron, the general style, this section, if it is intensively studied, a few years later, Zhang Song's map, is a joke first-class.

In the chapter on finance, the art of collecting wealth is discussed from the way of agriculture and the way of businessmen. There is even an operation of Arabic numerals, compiled under the section on arithmetic.

Although this section is just a little bit of water, Fang Guang believes that a truly intelligent person can deduce those theorems from these symbols.

He just pushed it open, the heavy door of natural science!

The three bamboo books are crudely written, and the knowledge and words contained in them are the most reasonable in the world.

Under the moonlight, Fang Guang rubbed his wrist and finally inspected the sample book word by word, his eyes were full of self-satisfaction.

"Drag." Wearing clogs, the unique light footsteps came from the bamboo corridor of the Mancang Pavilion, the hair was tied behind him, and Cai Yan, who was extremely beautiful, walked into the room gently with a wooden tray in his hand.

"Datong, it's been ten hours, you haven't entered the water and rice, and your body and bones don't pay attention to it at all?"

"Historical classics, interpretation and compilation, when I was in Chang'an, I saw my father serving, an article, it has to be brewing for several months, you have written a few feet of bamboo book in these three days? It won't be to fool those white children and deceive people's beans and wheat, right? ”

Her own lady was not optimistic about Fang Guang's dedication to education, which made Fang Guang laugh for a while.

"What rice porridge, so fragrant? Well, I, guess what, yellow millet, white rice, red one? Could it be red beans? My family Wen Ji is getting more and more ingenious! ”

"When I was hungry, corn was delivered, and why was it not because I had a good heart? This is my Heavenly Wisdom article, why did you become a liar to Doumai in your mouth? ”

Fang Guang muttered in his mouth, picked up the rice porridge, and drank it with a snort.

He was so hungry that he drank a few bowls before he tasted that the red in the porridge was not red beans, but the ingenious Cai Yan, who put minced meat in the porridge and made fresh porridge.

"Wen Ji is really skillful, and now her cooking skills are not as good as you!"

"What's wrong, dumb?"

After Fang Guang drank a few bowls of rice porridge, he found that the white-clothed woman with bundled hair beside him looked straight at him with her eyes full of tenderness.

"You have a good heart, you are a fair, why have you never read private school, just say it, it is so beautiful and gorgeous? The more I think about these four words, the more charm I feel! ”

"Of course, listen up, I don't have colorful phoenix wings, and I have a good heart!"

Fang Guang read out Li Shangyin's famous sentence hundreds of years in advance, and Cai Wenji recited it gently with Xianggong, only feeling that her heart was getting softer and softer.

"Xianggong is a great talent, this time, I believe that the book of the school compiled by Xianggong is not a millet that deceived the child, nor is it a little gold bead from Yan'er."

"Hey, what is this? The same day as the book? Why didn't Xiang Gong write that wonderful sentence with a heart, but draw this yellow turban rune? ”

"What kind of yellow turban rune, come to make fun of me again, this is the root of the way of all the ways in the world, my Kyushu literary style is prosperous, and it is necessary to have this natural way to be one, in order to unite heaven and man!"

Fang Guang thought of the significance of numbers to this Fang Heaven and Earth, and his expression became serious.

Fang Guang turned his head to look, Cai Yan looked puzzled, and couldn't help but smile and take the woman into his arms, take her jade hand, and talk from zero to one.

Cai Yong's daughter, far smarter than ordinary people, tonight, but she also felt as if she had become a stupid person, and listened to Xianggong for a few hours, until Dongfang Dabai, but she was still ignorant in her heart.

It wasn't until Xu Shu and Zao Yuan arrived and sent Fang Guang off to Juancheng that Cai Wenji reluctantly left Sima of the other department.

"Mr. Datong, I have been waiting for the past few days, and I have wanted to come to visit and discuss the books of Cangting School with Mr."

"I only heard the servant at the door say that Mr. forgot to sleep and eat, so he didn't dare to bother, but I don't know how profound the book of Guigu compiled by Mr.

"Hey, what is this? I look left and right, how come they are all five buckets of rice and one vein, begging for the blessing of Tianzun? ”

Xu Shu came to Fang Guang and saluted, opened the pages of the book that Fang Guang was looking through, and his face became wonderful.

"Five buckets of rice sect, that is the line of Zhang Lu's sect leader, I, this, not five buckets of rice, but five hundred million, five trillion meters of roots!"

"What do you think this is? This is one, this is two, this is three! ”

Fang Guang raised his fingers, his movements looked funny, but the expression on his face was extremely solemn!

Xu Shu's heart was shocked, a pair of eyes, staring deadly, scribbling like a child's numbers, the more carefully he thought about Fang Guang's words, the more profound and peerless.

Looking at the combination of numbers again, the kaleidocarpus wheel is generally spinning in the brain, although I didn't look at Fang Guangzhu's book carefully, my heart was sour, and my eyes were inexplicably red.