Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"Jiaozhi has been doing well recently. Since Ma Qi has converged, Daming has been watching them kill each other, helping whoever is weak. Δ Hunting ΔWwΔW.ΔLieWen.CC"

Fang Zheng came, not only brought his son Fang Xiao to apologize, but also brought a large number of gifts.

Fang Xing is not interested in those gold and silver jewelry. He frowned, "But you have to be careful. If the situation gets out of control, Jiaozhi will become my vortex. My life, money, food and grass, I can't get involved on a large scale. ."

Fang Zheng nodded and said, "It should not be anymore. After all, Huang Fu is old in political affairs, and the Jiaozhi people are also convinced by him."

"I hope so."

Fang Xing turned his head to look at Fang Xiao who was standing blankly, and smiled: "Do you know how to read Doudou?"

Fang Xiao bowed and said, "Uncle, my nephew has finished reading."

At a young age, Fang Xing frowned and said: "You are still young, don't learn from those sour people, just play if you want to, and be more lively."

Fang Zheng confidedly thought that Fang Xing was complaining about the previous affairs, but he looked different, so he smiled and said, "Those places require a stern look. You have to shake your head when you read a book. I am not afraid of shaking my head. I am not afraid of shaking my head. If you don’t understand, it’s better for you."

Fang Xing said with a smile: "Children's nature can't be suppressed, even if they are successful, their personality is not good."

After chatting for a few words, Fang Xing asked Fang Zheng to take the child home again when school started.

This was the first student in the academy, and Fang Xing was encouraged by his heart and went to the front hall.

Ma Su and Xu Fangda watched in shifts. Seeing Fang Xing, Xu Fangda put down the book in his hand and said blankly: "Teacher, no one came to sign up."

Fang Xing gave a hum, then turned and went out.

Are you not willing to learn new things?

When he walked around the courtyard where he knew Jin, Fang Xing went in and saw that this man was playing against Huang Zhong.

Fang Xing sat lazily on the side, watching the black and white fighting each other, and said boringly: "This kind of weather should have three or five friends drinking."

The chess piece in Xie Jin's hand was still on the board, and teased: "No students are here today?"

Fang Xing stared: "Who said that? There is already one."

Xie Jin stroked his beard and said, "That's not bad, at least the old man doesn't have to talk to himself in the empty place."

Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "Even if there is only one student, Fang X of this academy will do it!"

Huang Zhong said with comfort: "Uncle needn't worry, those from poor families who suffer from unfamiliar teachers, there will definitely be a lot of people when the news goes out."

Daming's social studies have already existed in name only, and the channels for those poor children to go to school have further shrunk, and Zhixing Academy did not make any requirements for students' identities when enrolling students, so Huang Zhong felt that the future could be expected.

Xie Jin said faintly on the side: "The imperial examination is the number one, and the fame and fame of the poor are not bad!"

The imperial examination is the only opportunity for civilians to change their destiny, so Xie Jin is right.

At this time, a father and son are also looking for an opportunity to change their destiny.

Outside the Jubao Gate, Yuan Da carrying a big bag, turned to his nine-year-old son Yuan Chong and said, "Little bug, you have studied, take that letter and ask the army guard at the gate."

His wife Qian said with some worry: "Husband, the bug is still young, what if I get beaten?"

Yuan Chong wrinkled his face and said, "Father, I'm going to go, just don't call me a bug in the future, okay?"

"This kid!"

Seeing Yuan Chong walking in front of the guard sergeant, Yuan Da was not relieved after all, and followed his wife.

"Uncle, the boy's family is here to find someone. Where is this Fangjiazhuang?"

Yuan Chong leaned forward and asked, making the sergeant's complexion a little darker. He thought about it: "There are too many Zhuangzi in Jinling, and there are many with surnames. You are not mindless, you don't even have a name. , We don't know either!"

Yuan Da hurriedly said: "Military Lord, the young man met Mr. Fang at the foot of Jiming Mountain. He seems to be called Fang Xing?"

The sergeant guarding the gate was startled, and before he could react, the small banner officer who was bored watching the crowd came and rushed over.

Yuan Da thought he was going to do it, so he pulled his son over, while keeping his wife behind him.

But the little banner officer ran over but didn't hit anyone. He looked suspiciously at Yuan Da's family of three, and then stretched out his hand and said, "Is there a guide? Is there a letter?"

"Road leads."

Yuan Da took out the guide, but Xiaoqi official's attention was focused on the letter paper that Yuan Chong handed over.

——Big Brother Yuan sees the words like face each other, after the farewell to Jiming Mountain, I don’t know how good it is?

——Since Yuan Chong is talented, he should not be abandoned, Brother Yuan can take him to Jinling...

Fang Xing?

The little banner officer was a little confused. He asked, "That Fang Xing is a young man?"

Yuan Da nodded and said: "Exactly, when I was in the Ming Dynasty to fight against the Wala people, Mr. Fang spent the night with an army under Jiming Mountain, and gave my kid a book. What is it called? Xiao Chong, what is it called? "

Yuan Chong's face wrinkled again, he clasped his fist and said, "My lord, that book is called mathematics."

At this time, a scholar came up. He looked at the clothes and skin color of Yuan Da's family, and said with disdain: "Na Xing and Uncle opened the academy, so it seems that he can only receive such students, hahahaha!"

"Xing He Bo?"

Yuan Da was a little confused, but the small banner officer immediately stood up straight and said solemnly, "Xing and Berna are both civil and military. Since you are here to find his old man, hurry up. If you don't know the way, arrange here. Personally take you there."

When Yuan Da heard overjoyed, he hurriedly said, "Thank you, sir."

"Naxing and Uncle's college can't recruit students, it's a pity for your son..."

Seeing that the little banner officer's attitude toward Yuan Da suddenly changed, the scholar said sourly.

Yuan Da was furious, but before he could speak, the little banner officer went up and said: "Ma De! You poor, you just can't get used to Xing and Bo Ligong, why are you! Today is this pan sour again?"

When a scholar encounters soldiers, it is unreasonable. Besides, if this matter becomes a big issue, the scholar knows that he is ignorant. So he blushed and said a few soft words, and ran away quickly.

Of course, Yuan Da dared not ask the sergeant to lead the way. After asking the way, he took his family to Jubao Mountain.

When I got outside Fangjiazhuang~www.NovelMTL.com~ the dealer asked them when they saw them. Knowing that he had come to Fang Xing, he enthusiastically took him to the main house to find someone.

When Fang Xing saw Yuan Chong, he recognized it at first sight, then smiled and argued with Yuan Da for a long time before he arranged his family properly.

"Yuan Chong is a good boy. He has some talent for mathematics. He is a good seedling!"

Since the good seedlings are here, Fang Xing certainly can't extrapolate.

"The academy still lacks a patrolling person, Yuan Da, your martial arts is strong, this job is left to you."

Yuan Da originally wanted to find a job in Jinling, and then looked at Yuan Chong nearby, but Fang Xing made arrangements that could not be refused.

As for Yuan Da's wife Qian, Fang Xing arranged her to help in the kitchen.

After finishing the arrangement, I read the Jie Jin in the physics book for a long time and said slowly, "Dehua, there are two students here. Congratulations!"

Fang Xingqiang smiled and said, "Bachelor of Interpretation, it's still early, let's take a look."