Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　 Hu Guang left contentedly, and when he left he unceremoniously took away the present: a bag of braised trotters, said to be used to drink at night.

　　 Zhang Shuhui was also a little dissatisfied after hearing this, and said: "Husband, this arithmetic is your knowledge. If those people didn't apprentice a teacher, or didn't practice, how can they teach it?"

　　 Fang Xing said weakly, "That old fox, forget it. Besides, arithmetic is not that easy to learn. Let's just take a look."

　　 Fang Xing had a bit of enlightenment at this time. The purpose of Hu Guang's trip seemed arithmetic, but the real purpose was probably to tell Zhu Zhanji through his own mouth, and then transfer it to Zhu Di.

　　——Your Majesty, I, Hu Guang, started arrogant as soon as I received the order!

　　 In the early hours of the next morning, when Fang Xing was interrupted by the sound of the maid's door slamming, she learned that Hu Guang was exquisite.

　　 "What's the matter?"

　　 Fang Xingnian reluctantly let go and grabbed two full hands, and got up to go out amidst Zhang Shuhui's dazed murmur.

　　 The maid outside the door seems to have just gotten up, and her clothes are a bit irregular.

　　 I said! Isn't this the one who wanted to seduce me early in the morning?

　　 Fang Xing was preparing to retreat vigilantly, but the maid said: "Master, there are a few people standing at the door, their bodies are all wet."

　　 Fang wakes up to look at the time, and scolds: "When this is only Mao, any neurosis is blocking the door!"

　　 dressed in a hurry, rubbing his eyes as he walked, when he reached the gate, Xin Laoqi was already stuck there.

　　 "Master, these four people have been standing at the door since the beginning of Yinshi, asking them not to speak. If they hadn't seen them without weapons, they would have taken them down."

　　 Fang Xing felt a little headache. It was around three o'clock at the beginning of Yinshi, and the gate was blocked at this hour. It seemed not a trivial matter!

　　 "Look at it."

　　 As soon as he opened the door, he saw four men standing outside, all wet with dew, with something in their hands. After seeing Fang Xing, his face was full of surprise and knelt down and shouted:

　　 "Meet the teacher."

　　 pounded four times, and Fang Xing flashed a bit in fright, and then asked with a dazed face: "How many people do you mean, what do you mean?"

　　 Xin Laoqi drew his sword out of its sheath and stared at these people sternly.

　　 The four were taken aback, and then a young man turned his head and said, "The disciple Yao Ping, the ambassador of Hubu Jiaziku, is here to apprentice today."

　　 seems to have been discussed, and the remaining three immediately began to introduce themselves.

　　 "Qian Ming, deputy envoy of the disciple A font library, pays courtesy to the teacher."

　　 "The disciple Baochao raised Yang Chengyuan, the prosecutor, to see the teacher."

　　 "Disciple...Lan Binglie, deputy envoy of the Ministry of War, pay a courtesy to the teacher."

　　 Fang Xing rubbed his eyes and was about to refuse, but Hu Guang's gentle smile suddenly appeared in his mind.

　　 like a spring breeze!

　　 Hu Guang from Nima! This is forcing me to accept disciples!

　　 But looking at these people who looked like chickens, and the pieces of bacon in his hands were also soggy, Fang Xing's heart felt a little soft.

　　 Anyhow, these are easy to learn, so let's teach them easily.

　　 "Get up all. Old Seven."

　　 Several men stood up and wiped the dew from their faces with their hands, expressing joy.

　　 This is the teacher of the emperor grandson! It is said that he has considerable attainments in arithmetic. Although they didn't dare to tell the emperor's grandson a classmate, they could learn their skills at any rate, and they could also get more care.

　　 "Lao Qi, let someone burn the fire first, and take them to dry the body."

　　 The heights of these four people are different, and it’s impossible to change their clothes.

　　 Fang Xing yawned and went back, went to bed in a daze, and fell asleep again with Zhang Shuhui in his arms.

　　 Although he got up once halfway, Fang woke up and found that he was in good spirits.

　　 When Fang woke up and had breakfast, when he asked the four people, he knew that they were all doing exercises with Ma Su.

Ah! They are all very conscious!

　　 Fang Xing walked slowly to the front yard, and saw the four people sweating profusely and eating breakfast with Ma Su.

　　 "Brother, have you eaten the teacher?"

　　 "The teacher didn't perform any exercises today, he must have eaten in the inner courtyard."

　　 How Ma Su is the opponent of these old ghosts, he was so coaxed to pick up his brother-in-law in a few clicks, and promised to answer their problems in private.

　　 When Liu Pu arrived, Ma Su had four more attendants behind him, making him almost regretful of his intestines.

　　 Anyway, this is also a gang of Nine-Rank officials, from Nine-Rank officials, and they still have real power in their hands. Don’t be too impressed with this kind of follower!

"Class begins!"

　　 Fang Xing saw that they all knew each other, and was too lazy to give an introduction, so he started the lecture.

　　 At this time, you can see the benefits of learning for those who have experienced practical work. Basically what Fang Xing said, even if they don’t understand, they will accumulate problems and wait for them to study after class, or hire the teacher.

　　 Fang Xing talked with a dry mouth during one class, and was surrounded by four new disciples after class, especially Yao Ping, whose mouth was so sweet.

　　 Fang wakes up unbearably, so he has no choice but to say: "Look for your brother Ma Su, he will give lectures later, and you will continue to listen."

　　 Although these people have basic arithmetic skills, they are new to Arabic numerals, so they are a bit jerky in learning, and they are suitable for Ma Su to practice hands.

　　 Fang Xing got rid of a few older students, and quickly dispersed, leaving behind Ma Su who was besieged.

　　 As for Liu Pu, this guy has to listen to Ma Su's lectures. How can he be qualified to teach students!

　　 In fact, these people can add, subtract, multiply and divide, but they get blinded when it comes to higher-level things~www.NovelMTL.com~ so it seems a bit mediocre in actual use.

　　 At first, the four students wondered if Fang Xing meant something to throw the pot, but when they were listening to the class with the children of the family and the farmer, they realized that most of them couldn't understand it.

　　Well, since even children can’t compare to it, let’s study hard, but I feel a little ashamed.

　　 Even then, there were rumors from the outside world that if it was Fangjiazhuang’s children, they could go directly to the Ministry of Household to work as the accountant, but it made outsiders feel a little bit unclear.

　　 Fortunately, the little princess did not come in these two days, otherwise the four new students might have to kneel.

　　 The emperor grandson was his student, and the little princess regarded him as a nursery school. This kind of grace and trust is really unique!

　　 Although he didn't bring the little princess, Liang Zhong brought good news, and that was the young army.

　　As an eunuch, Liang Zhong can even go to the prince's bedroom, and Fang Xing's house is certainly not a problem.

After the two sat down in the study room of the inner courtyard, Liang Zhong smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, His Majesty Taisun begged your Majesty a few days ago. He wanted to draw thousands of people from the young army to practice alone, but his Majesty gave him permission. More than a thousand people."

　　 Fang Xing said in a daze, "That's a good thing! There are countless generals in Beijing, and if the prince comes forward, there will definitely be soldiers training."

　　 Liangzhong was still smiling, but Fang Xing almost slipped off the chair when he said something.

　　 "Mr. Fang, His Royal Highness Taisun prefers you to train."

Fang Xing supported the handrails with both hands, and said in surprise: "I said Lao Liang, you are not here to fool me, are you? I'm a white body, let alone training soldiers, even Jia Ding only dared to hang on Taisun's name sneakily. I practiced ten more."

　　 "More than a thousand? I don't want to test how fast your Majesty's blade is!"