Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"Aren't they just here? Didn't they leave after a meal?"

"Hey! Don't look at how many of them are there. There are more people than Shanghai guards."

"Have you heard? The young man at the head is my Da Ming's Xinghe Uncle!"

"It's a fart! An uncle is just a few people, how can this be a reinforcement! I think it fell out of favor with your majesty, and was demoted!"

The servants of several large families were also watching, and one of them said disdainfully: "I heard that this uncle Xinghe was guilty of anger in the court. Your Majesty has nothing to do. It's not easy to let the civil and military officials It was chilling, and then he was sent to our Taizhou mansion."

"I said it was a pirate, but look at these people, I think they are here to provide for the elderly!"

"..."

Of course Fang Xing heard these words, but he was not angry, just led the team forward blankly.

In front is the city gate. Above the city gate is the defending sergeant. They looked at Fang Xing's neatly coming from below, and they couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"It's a neat queue, but I don't know if it's a spoiler!"

"I think it's mostly true, otherwise the princes haven't come out, why don't they get angry?"

As soon as Fang Xing decided to leave Linhai City, He Xiong immediately changed his face, saying that he was busy on business and could not send him off.

"Xing He Bo..."

Before leaving the city gate, a man in a green shirt jumped over from the side and knelt in front of the awakened horse.

"Elysium!"

Fang Xing strangled the big white horse, frowned at the young man, and asked, "I am not a magistrate. If you have any grievances, go to the government office."

Xin Laoqi hurried forward, holding the handle of the knife in his hand, staring at the man with piercing eyes.

"Uncle Xinghe, student Xu Fangda, in the name of Uncle Jiumu's arithmetic, specially came to visit his teacher."

what!

Fang Xing was taken aback, and just wanted to ask a few words, but when he saw the crowds around him, he said, "Fang does not accept disciples, you can go back."

Lema bypassed Xu Fangda, Fang Xing went out of the city gate.

The team behind continued to keep up. When the knife passed by Xu Fangda, he hummed: "My master's disciples are all in the middle of the solution, how can they be collected indiscriminately!"

The team of more than two thousand people ran out in a short time. The crowds on the street were all pointing at Xu Fangda, most of them despised.

"Isn't this the Xu Fangda who writes and paints all day?"

"It's him, he's crazy after passing the exam, and he counts this as that all day long."

"I heard that he doesn't even care about his parents at home, so he goes to the riverside all day to write and paint, and he doesn't know what he is doing!"

"If Mr. Xing He accepted such lunatics as his disciples and spread them to Jinling, he wouldn't be able to laugh at so many people's teeth!"

"Huh! Where's Xu Fangda? Why is it missing?"

"It seemed to be chased out just now..."

"..."

These people were chatting in a dispirited way, but didn't notice that the knife sneaked in again.

"Master, that person has been following!"

After leaving the city gate, Fang Xing knew that he would not be able to reach Haimen Guard City today, so he slowed down the marching speed, and wanted the tired sergeants to slow down.

"Don't worry about him."

Along the Lingjiang River, Fang Xingbu arrived at Yongquan. Fang Xing took a look at the time and made the camp stay in place.

The Lingjiang water flows slowly, nourishing the land on both sides of the strait.

Huang Zhong came over with a book and pointed to the river channel in front of him: "Uncle, the Jiaojiang River is in the future, but we are not far from the sea."

"The rain, the bad wind and the fierce night are thick, and the tide heads like a house hitting a lonely awning. It's hard to walk along the road, and there is a big sound in a dream!"

Huang Zhong sighed: "Gong Wenshan went to the north for peace talks, and on the way back he wrote a poem in Jiaojiang, and his feelings are wandering!"

Wenshan Gong is Wen Tianxiang, this famous Southern Song Dynasty official can be worthy of the four characters Zhengzheng iron bone.

"Confucius said to be benevolent, and Meng said to take righteousness, only his righteousness is exhausted, so benevolence is the best. What do you learn when you read the books of sages?

Fang Xing sighed: "Wenshan Gong would rather die unyielding, a generation of outstanding people, but it is a pity that he met the former Song Dynasty, what a pity!"

Huang Zhong smiled bitterly: "Uncle, it's better to be tactful about these words, otherwise the literati will hear them, I'm afraid they won't give up!"

The Song Dynasty is an era most yearning for literati: the emperor and the scholar-officials share the world!

Fang Xing disdainfully said: "I'm afraid of a fart! They also jump into the sea if they have the ability! I'm afraid that the giants on the lips of this gang will not dare!"

Huang Zhongzheng tried to persuade a few words, but saw the knife coming.

"Master, Xu Fangda's parents are with him, and there are two older brothers in the family. They are considered to be a real family. Later, after being admitted as a scholar, he became a little crazy, writing and painting on the riverside all day..."

"Oh!" Fang Xing asked, "Where is he now?"

"It's right behind us, and I'm almost dizzy looking like that."

"Call here."

Fang Xing was somewhat interested in Xu Fangda.

Those scholars who can keep up with the marching speed of Jubaoshan Guard are simply rare!

Before long, the young man was brought by the knife out of breath. Xin Laoqi searched at the door before letting him over.

Fang Xing sat on a pony tie, and saw that Xu Fangda's shoes were worn out and his face turned pale, so he asked, "Why do you worship me as a teacher?"

Xu Fangda took out a tattered book from his arms, and knelt down and said: "Since the students read this book, they have become obsessed with the mathematics the uncle said. Performed some equations that my uncle said."

Xin Laoqi took the book, checked it carefully, and handed it to Fang Xing.

In the first book of mathematics, when these vague words came into Fang Xing’s eyes, he nodded slightly ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and then carefully looked at the densely packed notes...

From the jerky at the beginning to the ease in the middle. When Fang Xing saw the final deductions, he couldn't help but shout: "Okay!"

Xu Fangda looked at Fang Xing nervously, until Fang Xing personally helped him up, and then asked: "Uncle, the students behind the students have calculated some equations without knowing the depth, is it right?"

Fang Xing looked at the young man in front of him with complicated eyes, stepped back, sitting up and asking: "Are you willing to learn my miscellaneous knowledge?"

Speaking of miscellaneous studies, Fang Xing increased his tone.

Huang Zhong and others at the side looked at Xu Fangda enviously, and Lin Qunan urged: "Uncle, this is to accept you as a disciple, why don't you go to apprentice?"

"Puff!"

Xu Fangda hurriedly knelt down, and then said with some sorrow: "The disciple saw his teacher, but there was no proper etiquette, and the disciple was frightened."

"Being a teacher is not the kind of person who sticks to the world."

Fang Xing thought it was an unexpected joy. He shook his head and smiled when he saw Huang Zhong quickly found the teacup.

After the tea ceremony, Xu Fangda said with joy: "Teacher and wait for the disciple to return home and tell their parents, and then come to serve..."

Damn it!

Seeing Xu Fangda who turned and ran away, Fang Xing was sluggish for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Go, send someone to take him back."

Fang Wu immediately sent two scouts to follow.

Huang Zhong smiled on the side and said, "Uncle today is considered to be an idiot. Since then, Fangxue has a descendant in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

Fang Xing nodded and said, "You know what I think!"

When the term Fangxue was heard by outsiders for the first time, sour talk, disdain, contempt... all kinds of faces were played in the circle of Jinling literati.

Therefore, it is very difficult for Fang Xing to sow seeds.

Meeting this Xu Fangda today is a good mathematics embryo, and Fang Xing is also a little surprised.