"From today on, this place is called Donglin Academy, I am the dean, and I will teach your teaching in the future."

Tang Fei said lightly.

Huang Wenbo was angry and almost relapsed and spurted blood.

The three of them, after all, are from Xiucai's background, and you are a white body who is not even Xiucai, how dare you say what you taught us?

"Tang Gongzi, you are like this, we have nothing to say, farewell!"

"Farewell."

The three of them spoke one after another, turned around and were about to leave.

"Think it through first."

Tang Fei's voice sounded slowly behind him:

"Huang Wenbo is still sick, you just left, where are you going to stay?"

The three of them involuntarily stopped.

Their entanglement has been spent, not to mention the difficulties of returning to their hometown, Huang Wenbo's illness is not treated, I am afraid he will not be able to survive.

"You stay with me, you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, I will also see Huang Wenbo, you can study and prepare for the autumn exam with peace of mind. This is one of them. ”

唐飞 says:

"Second, don't you see your situation? This look, where is not the frightened white eyes? Do you really want to go on like this? ”

Su He smiled bitterly:

"We have limited intelligence, we should be like this, what can we do?"

"What is in front of you is the opportunity to change your life against the sky!"

Tang Fei said lightly:

"I know that in the eyes of everyone, I am a gentleman who does not know how to learn. But you don't have a way to go anyway, so why not give it a try? ”

As he spoke, Tang Fei picked up the booklet and threw it over:

"If I were you, I'd take a look and try it before it's too late to decide."

After speaking, Tang Fei walked out of the house with his hands in his hands.

"Take advantage of this opportunity, guys."

Wait for Tang Fei to leave.

The three of them looked at each other.

Then, Sun Liang and Huang Wenbo came to Su He's side:

"What's in the book?"

Su He shook his head:

"Alas, I'm not interested in just looking at what he writes, but look at it, it's the same as a boy who has just been educated, it's unsightly."

"Hmph, words are like people, a guy who can't even write words, what can be outstanding? We're delusional after all. ”

Sun Liang drank angrily:

"Tear it up!"

"Wait!"

Huang Wenbo, who was humming and chirping, stopped the two:

"I seem to have seen some amazing poems..."

"What are you kidding?"

"It's not too late to see."

The three of them got together and began to look closely.

The more they looked, the more focused the three became.

After a while, the three eyes widened, and their breathing became heavy.

That's exciting.

"This, who wrote this poem? It's incredible! ”

Sun Liang's face flushed, and he called out with trembling hands:

"From ancient times to the present, I think everyone is unsurpassed!"

In the face of such an exaggerated evaluation from their peers, the other two acquiesced.

"The three of us don't dare to say that we are rich and rich, but we have also read ancient and modern poems, since the three of us have not seen these poems, it can only be done by Mr. Tang."

Tang Fei didn't do anything else, he just wrote down all the 300 Tang poems he knew.

Where have Su He and the other three seen this battle.

Suddenly, Tang Fei's image became radiant in their minds, and even the title was changed to 'Mr.'.

"There's more..."

Sun Liang flipped through and called.

After the three of them watched it with bated breath.

There was no more sound.

The book is divided into upper and lower volumes, the first volume is a collection of poems, and the second volume is the essence of the eight-strand text.

You must know that the Daqing Dynasty has not yet developed the eight-strand text.

This brand-new style of writing made the three of them see a new and vast world.

Not only does it fit perfectly with the topics of the imperial examination, but it is simply a dimensionality reduction blow to the candidates.

In Tang Fei's lecture notes, the characteristic format of the eight-strand essay is described in detail.

Almost hand-in-hand, he is teaching the three of them how to write well.

Su He and the other three fell into a deathly silence, unable to say a word for a long time.

Think about it, if the three of them master the eight strands of style and try their skills in the autumn two months later, what an earth-shattering scene it will be!

Writing poetry depends on talent, but eight strands of writing, we must first talk about diligence and hard work.

"Sir, the true gods are also..."

Not long ago, Su He, who was still eager to beat Tang Fei, admired the five-body body and said to the ground.

The three of them began to study without sleep or food.

But in the eyes of the Tang Mansion, it became a different scene.

"Hey, these three, probably stupid to read, right?"

Tang Xianshan shook his head sympathetically and sighed:

"I don't know what kind of confused soup my son poured on them, but I really believe that there is a academy here..."

Ay.

is so diligent that the old man feels embarrassed.

"Ning Xue, add some meat to them at night, it's hard for them to mess around with my son."

Tang Xianshan always thinks that his son's brain is sometimes good and sometimes bad, which will trick a few poor scholars like this.

He didn't dare to stop it, for fear that it would irritate his son.

At this time.

The housekeeper Li Tong panted and ran over:

"It's not good, it's not good. The young master is going crazy again, he is going to be a loser again! ”

Tang Xianshan hurriedly asked:

"You make it clear, what is my son going to do?"

"Young master, he insisted that I take out all the money in the family, and he also said that if you dare not give it, you will beat me to death!"

I rub.

The first thought that flashed through Tang Xianshan was that his son was crazy again.

Suddenly, Tang Fei chased after him and shouted:

"Old thing, you're still running?! Believe it or not, I'm breaking your old legs! ”

Li Tong was so frightened that his face turned like earth, and he couldn't speak:

"Old, sir, help."

"Young master, he wants to buy a bunch of messy things, and he can't let him mess around."

Tang Xianshan hurriedly blocked in front of Li Tong and asked:

"Son, what do you want?"

"Daddy! You know, I want to run a college, and it takes a lot of money to run a college, can I find a way to do business and make money? ”

Tang Fei said eloquently:

"This old guy kept saying that he would give me money, and he turned around and ran out."

Even his own young master dares to fool, is there any royal law?!

"Lao Li, you too, it's a good thing to do business and make money..."

Without waiting for Tang Xianshan to finish speaking, Li Tong hurriedly interrupted:

"But, but the young master said that he would stock up on some unpopular things such as ephedra, ginger, and licorice at a high price."

Li Tong was so aggrieved that he almost shed tears:

"In addition, the young master also has to buy all the umbrellas, quilts, charcoal wood, etc. near the capital."

Tang Xianshan rose to the top of the old man angrily.

Ginger and so on, that is used to ward off the cold, such a hot summer, hoarding it to show a loss of money.

Not to mention umbrellas, charcoal.

Loser, proper loser!

Tang Xianshan just wanted to get angry, and immediately thought of his son's madness, and lowered his voice again:

"Son, if you want to spend money to find a happy father, he won't stop you."