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The sun had come out, and the bright sunlight shone on the white and vast beach. The sea rose and retreated, and the maple trees swayed in the wind. The air was naturally fresh. It was another beautiful day.
However, it wasn't much for Floating Dawn. His mind was still a little muddled. Everything that happened before dawn was like a montage of a movie. Scenes flashed through his mind one by one. The feeling of depravity and addiction was so clear.
Logically speaking, he should be crying. After all, he was pushed by a woman he didn't like when he was still underage. But why was he still a little excited?
Great Si Ming knocked himself out at the end, and then there was nothing else.
When the sun was warm, Fu Chen woke up. When he got up, he found that the woman was no longer by his side. The embers of the fire, the bloodstains on the sand, and the torn pieces of his clothes all proved that everything at dawn was real.
His chest hurt a little. Fu Chen lowered his head and found that there were many whip-like marks on his chest. His shoulder was also badly bitten.
" What a woman with a personality." Fu Chen couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that Great Si Ming wanted to kill him, but didn't do it in the end. After knocking him out, he used something to whip him. Fu Chen wondered if it would relieve his anger after the beating.
However, he seemed to have been wronged. He didn't want to touch her. She was the one who used force. However, this logic couldn't be explained to women. The logic was with them. This was what his father taught him. Fu Chen remembered it very clearly.
He put on his tattered clothes and ran to the beach. He washed his face and sobered up. Then, he realized that a lock of his hair had been cut off.
"Learn from the Great White Face Cao of the Three Kingdoms period? Cut off his hair and replace him? Could it be that Great Si Ming had also transmigrated and knew the story behind Big White Face Cao?”Fu Chen muttered to himself. He didn't like long hair in the first place, it was too troublesome. Unfortunately, in this era, everyone had long hair, regardless of gender. People had to follow the crowd, so he just kept it. This time, Great Si Ming had cut off a lock, so he might as well cut it short again.
In fact, Fu Chen was wrong. Second Master Kong once said,"The body, hair, and skin are given to the parents. They dare not harm them. This is the beginning of filial piety." It is the end of filial piety to establish oneself and do good deeds, make a name for oneself in later generations, and show off one's parents. Filial piety begins with serving parents, begins with serving the monarch, and ends with establishing oneself.”Although Great Si Ming wasn't a scholar, Fu Chen was wearing the clothes of the Small Sage Manor. She was a smart woman, and this action was more or less revenge.
Only an idiot like Fu Chen could wash his face with the sea water. His eyes were red from being stung by the sea water, and he still felt that it was too much.| Addiction.
Walking back to the embers, he saw a slightly broken shell with specks of blood on it. Floating Dawn thought for a moment, wrapped it in rags, and put it away.| He took this matter very seriously and hoped that Great Si Ming wouldn't take things too hard.
His gaze swept past the few remaining mushrooms, and Fu Chen picked them up. Only then did he realize that there was a lot of pale yellow on the mushroom's cap.| It was obviously poisonous.
After carefully recalling the plot of last night, Fu Chen understood. Under the faint moonlight and the dim light of the bonfire, white and yellow,| It was hard to tell the difference between colors. She thought it was not poisonous, but it turned out to be poisonous.
Put away the mushrooms and let Duanmu Rong study them to see if they could reach spring.| The effect of the medicine.
After doing all this, Floating Dawn prepared to go back. The two silly kids would definitely be very worried. After all, they had been together for so long, and they still had feelings for each other.
The wooden sword flew up. Floating Dawn looked around in the air. It was still outside of Sanghai City and not on any strange island. That was good. He could see the pavilions of the Small Sage Manor very clearly.
As he was flying back on his flying sword, Fu Chen suddenly remembered that he was already a man now and could no longer mess around with Tianming and Shaoyu.
His father had said that once he became a man, he should have responsibilities and shouldn't act recklessly based on his personality. This kind of responsibility came from protecting and giving to the people he cared about. Of course, he had to treat his woman well.
Although he didn't have a good impression of Great Si Ming, she was his woman now. He couldn't hit her again, and he couldn't make her angry. He did not think about whether she would acknowledge him as a man. He was a one-sided and self-reliant fellow.
Fu Chen let out a long sigh and flew towards the Little Saint Manor.
……
Fu Chen was right. Tianming and Shaoyu didn't sleep the entire night and kept waiting for Fu Chen. They didn't even go to the morning class and were ready to go out to look for him. Zhang Liang told the two youths to be patient and wait a little longer.
Just as Tianming walked back and forth under the porch for almost a thousand rounds, Fu Chen flew down.
"Hi, good afternoon!" Fu Chen greeted with a smile.
Zhang Liang looked at Fu Chen who looked like he was robbed and was stunned for a moment before asking,"How many people from the Yin-Yang School came? It didn't look like it was caused by a battle, but more like it was robbed by a strong man.”
"Just one, Great Si Ming. He's very scary. I ran so far away that I was exhausted.”Fu Chen could only make up a lie, cursing in his heart,"Not only is it robbery, but it's also rape."”
" Brother Chen, are you alright? There are so many wounds on your body." Tianming was a little worried.
"It's fine. It's just external wounds. Just bandage it up. Didn't you learn how to bandage from Miss Rong? Why are you still standing there?”Fu Chen laughed.
" Okay, wait a moment." Tianming's eyes lit up and he ran back to his room. After learning medicine, he had some medicine and bandages in his bag.
" I told you that you're fine. You're so powerful. That wretched woman will definitely be killed by you." Shaoyu laughed loudly and heaved a sigh of relief.
"No, I can't beat her, but I can run faster than her. I can fly!”What else could Fu Chen say? It was as if he had been "killed".
Tianming's bandaging technique was indeed not very good, let alone aesthetic. However, it did not matter as long as it was practical.
" Change your clothes. Martial Uncle Xun wants to see you," Zhang Liang said with a smile as he watched Tianming and Shaoyu finish bandaging Fu Chen.
"Isn't this old man in seclusion? Why do you want to see me?”Fu Chen didn't pay attention for a moment and spoke as if he didn't respect Old Man Xun.
Zhang Liang didn't care about Fu Chen's words and said lightly,"Because of your contribution.”
" Alright." Fu Chen couldn't disobey. After all, he was now a scholarly disciple, so he had to continue acting.
However, Fu Chen still knew a little about Xun Zi. In history, this ideologist was known as the " Latter Sage ". His theory of evil nature was more suitable for educating the people. Human nature was evil, which was why moral education was needed.
The old man's disciples were all fiercer than the last, including Li Si, Han Fei, and Zhang Cang. This guy was a censor under Boss Qin. Later, after Liu Si came to power, he became the Marquis of Beiping of the Han Dynasty and then the prime minister. He was even better than his two senior brothers.
This guy was not only a ideologist, but also a scientist. He had corrected the famous Nine Chapters on Arithmetic and developed a calendar. Of course, this brother's disciple was also an amazing person, called Jia Yi.
Although Fu Chen didn't like Jia Yi very much, there was a famous poem,"The Xuanshi seeks the virtuous and visits the courtiers, Jia Shengcai's tone is even more unreasonable." It's a pity that in the middle of the night, I don't ask the common people to ask the ghosts and gods.”Fu Chen liked it very much.
From this line, it could be seen how powerful the old man was. Floating Dawn decided to have a good chat with the old man and see if he could also be tainted with some literary vitality. He wanted to leave his name in history or something. He just didn't know if the old man in this space-time was that powerful.
He walked left and right along the winding corridor and walked through a quiet bamboo forest before arriving at a small courtyard surrounded by bamboo walls.
Zhang Liang cleared his throat and said,"Martial Uncle, Zichen is here."”
" Creak!" The bamboo door was opened. A tall, skinny old man with white hair and a tall hat and a white beard stood at the door. Beside him was a little brat.
" Zichen, it's a great honor for Uncle-Master to welcome you personally." Zhang Liang was stunned when he saw the old man, then he smiled.
" Disciple greets Teacher Xun." Fu Chen cupped his hands respectfully.
The old man's expression remained the same as he calmly said,"You're welcome. The paper-making and blackboard techniques you taught me are enough for me to welcome you from three miles away. It's already rude of me to welcome you at the door."
" Master Xun is too polite." Fu Chen wanted to be humble and say that someone else taught him, but if the old man asked who taught him, it would be even more troublesome. He could only accept the honor of being an Eastern Han eunuch.
"Little friend Zichen, please!" The old man's eyes actually had a hawk-like glow as he stared at Floating Dawn. After a long time, he made a hand gesture. As for Handsome Zhang, the old man didn't seem to see him and ignored him.
Fu Chen glanced at the smiling Handsome Zhang and walked into the small courtyard. When the courtyard door closed, Fu Chen could vaguely see Handsome Zhang cupping his hands to bid farewell.
The small courtyard was also filled with bamboos. Master Xun's room was a medium-sized wooden house. He followed the old man into the wooden house. Other than bamboo slips, brush and ink, a short table, and Go, there was nothing else.
The two of them knelt in front of the short table, facing each other.
The old man didn't say anything. His eyes were fixed on Fu Chen. Fu Chen didn't feel uncomfortable, but it was very uncomfortable to kneel. After a while, he couldn't help but sit down cross-legged. He came and looked at the furnishings in the room. He really didn't find anything interesting, so he stared at the old man.
"Little friend Zichen, I heard from Zifang that you wrote quite a few good poems. Can you read them out for me?”Old Man Xun finally spoke.
Fu Chen quickly shook his head and said,""That's my martial arts technique. It will hurt you.”
"Oh? That's an interesting kung fu. Which sect is it from?”A smile that Fu Chen couldn't understand hung on the old man's lips.
"It should belong to Taoism, but there are no specific factions. My father taught it.”Fu Chen continued to fool the old man.
"This old man can see that you have both the cultivation techniques of the School of Heng Heng and the School of Yin Yang, but why don't you have the Daoist cultivation technique that you mentioned?”Old Man Xun's smile became more and more strange.
"Well, the Heng Heng School's neixi technique was taught by Mister Ge Nia. Isn't the Yin Yang School derived from Taoism? "This is Taoism, not Yin-Yang." Fu Chen started to act shamelessly.
" I see, my old eyes are getting blurry." The old man stopped smiling and said indifferently,""Little friend, you are still young. You must not be greedy for the pleasure of the palace.”
"The old fellow has become a spirit?" Fu Chen was so shocked by the old man's words that he almost fell over. How did the old man know? The one-night stand between him and Great Si Ming happened less than 24 hours ago, and he didn't tell anyone about it. How did the old man know?
It seemed that the word 'old and wiser' had an absolutely correct annotation.
" There's no need to look at me like that. I'm quite observant," Master Xun smiled and continued,""I called you over today to ask if you can increase Teng Shuguo's speed since you have the Divine Art of Paper Making. We have a lot of Confucian classics, but we don't have enough manpower.”
"This?" Seeing that the old man was no longer asking about him, Fu Chen immediately recalled that movable type printing seemed to have appeared in the Northern Song Dynasty. It should not be a problem for him to get it to the Great Qin Dynasty. He would just let Bi Sheng eat dirt.
"Is there no other way? "I was greedy." Master Xun sighed, his expression a little gloomy.
" Yes, it's very simple." Floating Dawn looked at it and saw the old man's seal on the short table. He took it over and took a few pieces of paper from the short table.
He laid it on a low table and stamped four words with a seal. Fu Chen didn't recognize it, so it didn't seem to be the language of the Qin country.
The old man looked at Fu Chen in confusion, not knowing what he meant. Fu Chen explained," Ask the craftsman to carve this kind of seal. Each word is carved into a piece. Whatever font you want, you can carve it into whatever text you want. Then, arrange it according to the words needed in the book that you want to print and print it directly on the paper. One set of words could print many books. It was not wasteful or troublesome. You can engrave all the languages of the seven countries.”
As Fu Chen explained, the old man's eyes became brighter and brighter until they were glowing. The indifference he had when they first met disappeared. He got up and tidied his clothes. He bowed to Fu Chen and said,"Xun Kuang thanks little friend for teaching me.”
" Don't stand on ceremony, old man. You scared me." Fu Chen quickly stood up and helped the old man.
" It's my lifelong wish to pass on the literary works of my predecessors to future generations. The technique that you have imparted to me has fulfilled my wish. I am eternally grateful," the old man said sincerely.
Fu Chen seemed to understand that the old man really didn't care about anything else. He had spent his entire life trying to spread the culture of China to every Chinese person, and he had worked hard for this his entire life. Looking at the bamboo slips piled up in this small room, Floating Dawn finally understood why this race had been passed down for so long without being cut off. Even if they had lost their original carrier, the recognition engraved in their blood was still so vivid no matter how long it had been.
Thinking of this, Fu Chen felt deep respect for this old man.
" You really don't have to be so polite. This is a small matter." Fu helped the old man sit down on his knees again and said,""This is called movable type printing. It's good to use wooden movable type. Pick a more durable wood and carve a set of words for a long time!”
" Young friend, what you said is very reasonable. I will instruct them to do it now. Young friend, please come with me." Master Xun stood up and walked out.
"Good!" Fu Chen got up and followed the old man. Fu Chen was still not used to the habit of sitting up and walking.
"Zifang, come in!" The old man stood at the door and shouted loudly.
The bamboo door was pushed open and Handsome Zhang walked in. He stood respectfully at the porch and waited for instructions.
" Take me to your two Senior Brothers. I have something to do," said Master Xun as he walked down the steps.
"Yes, sir!" Handsome Zhang looked at Fu Chen in confusion, but he didn't say anything. He stood behind Master Xun and followed the old man.
Fu Chen smiled. It seemed like he didn't need to attend class anymore.
PS: I've been dealing with the problem of the previous chapter. It was deleted, applied for, and deleted again. In the end, I could only change a part of it into a picture. I sent it over and it was deleted several times. Toad's heart is tired.
Looking at Qin Shi's article, the toad's word count had also exceeded 100,000. Unfortunately, not many people had read it. It seemed that it was still not enough. Depressed…
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