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Fang Xing was wandering around the village, whipping a willow branch meaninglessly in his hand. Xin Laoqi behind him was a little confused, why does the young master look like a defeated rooster today?
After looking around for a while, Fang Xing swaggered back when he saw that it was almost dinner time.
Today, Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai's mouths are both red. They look so pretty and charming, which arouses the desire to explore.
It¡¯s just that both women turned their heads and ignored Fang Xing.
"Ahem! Master, I'm thirsty!"
Fang Xing sat on the edge of the table with his eyes raised to the sky.
Xiaobai got up and went outside aggrievedly.
As soon as Xiaobai left, Fang Xing walked to Zhang Shuhui's side, cupped her shoulder and said, "Shu Hui, that pepper matter was also my kind intention"
Today¡¯s lunch ended with Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai complaining that their mouths hurt. Even though Fang Xing found mints, the two women¡¯s faces were still flushed
Zhang Shuhui's eyes turned red. Fang Xing panicked when he saw it and hurriedly took out a tissue.
Dinner ended somewhat deserted, and Zhang Shuhui washed up and went to bed early.
"Tell me, why is your young mistress angry?"
In the corner of the yard, Fang Xing was ¡®questioning¡¯ Xiao Bai.
Xiao Bai stood aggrievedly, glanced at Fang Xing, and pushed his chest forward.
"Young master, you are bullying young mistress."
"I bullied her?"
Fang Xing felt that he had died unjustly.
Xiaobai pouted and said, "Later, you put a bunch of that mustard at the bottom of the young mistress's bowl. Isn't that bullying?"
Fang Xing touched his nose and said with a bitter smile, "I'm joking!"
"But a young lady like you is very unhappy."
Fang Xing finally realized, that¡¯s his wife! If you weren't a bad friend, how could you put that mustard at the bottom of her bowl?
Thinking of Zhang Shuhui¡¯s face at noon today
"Okay, Master, I understand."
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Fang Xing felt that he should review himself, so he was diligent the next day
"Husband, get out quickly!"
"No, it's so embarrassing!"
"Well! Don't move around, be gentle"
Xiaobai lives in the wing room next to her. When she came out to wash up, she heard this voice and immediately froze there with a red face.
After Fang Xing came out of the inner courtyard refreshed, Xiao Bai sneaked in secretly.
"This husband is really"
Zhang Shuhui was moving her hands and feet on the bed. Just now, Fang Xing gave her a merciless blow, which made her joints feel a little sore.
It turns out that¡¯s not the case!
She thought that Fang Xing was blushing during the day, and she felt that her thoughts were a little impure.
The small conflict disappeared. When Fang Xing arrived in the study, he saw Ma Su already waiting at the door with a piece of bacon, and Xin Laoqi beside him was teasing him with winks.
"Get out!"
Fang Xing kicked him away. He looked at Xin Laoqi who was laughing and said helplessly, "You idiot, I'll give you a day off today. Go home and take care of your big girl."
Xin Laoqi hesitated for a moment. He felt that his responsibility lay and he could not leave without permission.
Fang Xing ignored him and just pretended to kick him.
After Xin Laoqi left, Fang Xing took Ma Su into the study.
After Fang Xing sat down, Ma Su knelt on the ground with a pop, and Fang Xing couldn't stop him.
"Meet the teacher."
"Holy crap! What are you doing!"
Fang Xing immediately lifted him up and said, "I'm not in the mood to kowtow here, so stand up quickly."
Ma Su handed over the bacon with some embarrassment, "Teacher, I should come with the six gifts, but my disciple is poor"
"Just come."
Fang Xing said with great relief.
The master-disciple relationship these days is unusual. What matters is that one respects the master as a father.
After Ma Su served tea, Fang Xing took out a writing brush, a stack of large notebooks, and three books.
"There's no need for Shu Xiu, I'm not short of money."
Seeing Ma Su wanting to argue, Fang Xing snorted, and then said: "This is what I give you, study hard in the future, my knowledge has never been learned by anyone in this world.,keep it up! "
"is teacher."
In the first class of the day, Fang Xing taught Arabic numerals.
"Come and see, our way of writing numbers is not very troublesome, and it looks very obscure."
Ma Su nodded, but said with some confusion: "But teacher, everyone is using this counting method now!"
Fang Xing said disdainfully: "These are Arabic numerals. Do you know how they came from?"
Without waiting for Masu to answer, Fang Xing went on to say: "More than 4,000 years ago, my ancestor of Huaxia had invented the calculation, and the counting writing was very advanced."
As he said that, Fang Xing wrote one vertical line on the paper, then two vertical lines, three vertical lines
"This is the counting method of our ancestors. It was later spread to ancient India through the Silk Road, which is now the Mughal Empire. Their earliest counting method was similar to this, and it later evolved into this."
The teacher is so knowledgeable!
Ma Su was immersed in studying, and before he knew it, it was lunch time.
"Teacher, disciple, please retire."
Ma Su is preparing to go home. His mother must have prepared food and is waiting for him to go back to eat.
Fang Xing said with some lingering thoughts: "From now on, we will have dinner at the teacher's house at noon. I can't miss your bite."
Ma Su looked at Fang Xing's laziness, but his eyes turned red.
After school in the afternoon, Ma Su hurried home, only to find that there were more things at home.
Mrs. Liu pointed to the table helplessly and said, "This is sent by your teacher's family. I can't stop it. There are also rice, flour, grains and oils, all in the kitchen."
Ma Su touched the new oil lamp on the table and said with a dry throat: "Mom, the teacher is an amazing person. I will learn from him well."
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Fang Xing teaches three days a week. This is Fang Xing¡¯s teaching time. On the one hand, Ma Su goes to town to learn craftsmanship, but on the other hand, he doesn¡¯t want to work so hard.
"Brother Dehua, His Majesty has issued a decree to select young men with nimble skills in Peiping. It is said that after being selected, they will be sent to Yingtian Mansion."
The weather was still very hot at the end of summer. Chen Xiao fanned himself while sighing: "The emperor's grandson is a young and brave man. Your Majesty allows these people to serve as followers and call him a young army to perform martial arts."
Fang Xing was in a daze. He thought of the grandson of the emperor.
Zhu Di was dissatisfied with his eldest son, very dissatisfied, but he was very satisfied with his grandson Zhu Zhanji, just like his father Zhu Yuanzhang was also satisfied with his grandson Zhu Yunwen.
Therefore, Zhu Zhanji was named the emperor's grandson early, which also established Zhu Gaochi's status as prince.
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It¡¯s just that Zhu Zhanji is not very popular in history books. The key is that this guy died too early and passed the throne to his young son. As a result, Wang Zhen almost destroyed the country.
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