It was not wrong to say so.
Yang Hao laughed dryly and apologized to the silent Meng Haoran in his heart.'I'm going to have a free time first. I'll buy candy for you when you're born.'
"Father has been wrong all these years.”
Yang Jingming looked at him and said,""I didn't expect my son to be so talented to be able to write such a wonderful poem. This poem doesn't seem to be ordinary at first glance, but after reading it carefully, every word is full of gems. Father has to appreciate it carefully. Didn't you say that you could write no less than thirty such good poems?”
Do you think they are street goods?
Taking it just like that?
Yang Hao couldn't help but roll his eyes. This kind of poem was one less poem than the other. He still had it at the bottom of his chest.
Of course, he couldn't say this out loud.
"Father, you promised me that you would study hard from today onwards. If you get an official rank in the future, I will really give you thirty poems that are no less than this."”
Exam for fame?
Yang Jingming couldn't help but frown. He seemed to have said those words just now, but it didn't sound like a son saying it to his father, but more like a father saying it to his son.
"This isn't right."
Yang Jingming couldn't help but say," Shouldn't I be telling you this? If you study hard and learn to read, you can get an official rank in the future. Our family's chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven. I can still bask in your glory."”
What a coincidence.
I think so too.
In the fields, Yang Hao had indeed thought that with the knowledge he had learned in the future, his familiarity with history, and his knowledge of the future of the Great Tang, he would be able to accomplish a world-shaking undertaking.
However, just as he thought about it.
This wasn't right!
Why did he have to work himself to death when he transmigrated back? Shouldn't transmigration be a matter of enjoying life?
Besides, he still had his father at home. If he nurtured him well, when his father became a worshiper, wouldn't a beautiful tomorrow be at his fingertips? The key was that he wouldn't be tired!
Yang Hao laughed dryly at him and said,""Father, as the saying goes, a spit is a nail. You said it yourself just now. If I tell you the author of that poem, you have to promise me that you will study hard from today onwards and lay a good foundation for your future worship!”
Enter the palace to worship the prime minister?
Yang Jingming was shocked and quickly waved his hand.""I'm not cut out to be the prime minister. Not to mention the distant ones, I can't even be the Chang 'an magistrate!”
You really couldn't do it in the past.
But I'm here now!
Yang Hao's smile gradually became unbridled. He pulled his father's arm and walked into the house while shouting,"Let's not talk about this for now. Let's eat first. My chest is already pressed against my back. If you don't eat something soon, your 30 poems won't be settled!”
That was true. Yang Jingming nodded in agreement and let his child pull him forward. He said with emotion,"In ancient times, there was a saying that goes,'A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.' Today, there is a saying that goes,'When food is in front of you, there is nothing to say in the belly'. Let's eat first!”
Soon, there were Hu Pancakes and mutton soup in front of Yang Hao.
Yang Hao picked up the mutton soup and sniffed it before saying in surprise,""I can't feel any fishy smell. Did you use pepper? Father, do we have a lot of money to burn? I can't believe I can afford to eat mutton soup with pepper. Don't use money to cook. Use money to burn me.”
"'Don't talk while eating, don't talk while sleeping.'Have you forgotten what the ancients said?”Yang Jingming couldn't help but roll his eyes. He tapped the plate gently with his chopsticks, but a smug smile appeared on his face.
" Let me tell you, you're able to eat these today because of me. I've been teaching Yang Shouyu how to read these days, and Chang 'an Magistrate Yang Zuan has been very polite to me. It's already noon, and he asked me to bring these back. He even said that he would come to our house tomorrow to see if there's anything we need to buy and make it up to us.”
Yang Hao asked curiously,"Father, where is your scholarly character? Haven't you heard of the Book of Rites?" "Tan Gong" said: "I only do not eat alms, so that this!'(I ended up in this state because I didn't eat the food that others gave me!）”
Yang Jingming didn't look at him, but took a sip of the mutton soup with both hands. He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief."How fragrant!"
Yang Hao almost burst out laughing. He was tough with his words, but his body was still very honest. However, what did his father say just now? The Chang 'an magistrate would come tomorrow and help him buy things?
Thinking of this, Yang Hao couldn't help but frown. Teaching was a matter of teaching, but there was no need for a Chang 'an magistrate to be so attentive. Could it be that he was trying to be attentive for no reason?
However, when he saw Yang Jingming's leisurely and complacent look, Yang Hao secretly remembered this matter in his heart and did not intend to say it out loud.
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Meanwhile, in Chang 'an Fortress.
A storm quietly rose!
King Qin's Residence suddenly issued orders to gather his aides, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, Zhangsun Wuji, Yuchi Gong, Gao Shilian, Duan Zhixuan, Li Jing, Li Ji, Qin Qiong, Zhang Liang, Hou Junji, Cheng Yaojin, and others. Those who were outside the capital had to return to the capital, and those who were already in the capital had to come to King Qin's Residence!
The heavens of the Great Tang.
It suddenly changed!
In Taiji Palace, Li Yuan frowned as he looked at today's lunch. Because he could not get an answer for a long time, he felt that the food was tasteless. He could not help but sigh. It seemed that he had to go to the place called Yangxing Village tomorrow to talk to the unknown youth.
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