In front of Fang Yang stood a thirteen-year-old child.
Fang Yang: " Your father, Fang San, handed you over to me. From now on, you can study here."”
Fang Yizhi hesitated,"Teacher, can I not practice martial arts?"”
"Huh?" Why?"
"I think Brother Dali and Brother Smart look very miserable.”
Fang Yang looked at Fang Yizhi in relief. He finally saw a normal person.
However, it was not very normal.
"Fang Ada, do you think the three of you were named by the same person?”
Fang Ada was speechless.
Fang Sanqian reminded Fang Yi Zhi to remember that he was called Fang Ada and his father was called Fang San.
"This…I don't think so, right?"”
Fang Yang: " Mm, seeing that you're quite honest, I'll name you Honest. From now on, you'll be called Honest Fang."”
"Yes, Teacher."
Fang Yang: " If you don't like martial arts, then don't learn it. However, since you don't practice martial arts, then you have to put in extra effort in reading and writing.”
"Yes!"
Cheng Dali stepped forward." Teacher, tomorrow, all the families in Chang 'an will be going to the spring hunt with the royal family. Congming and I are also invited…Can we go?"”
"Spring Hunt?" "You two have gone this far in your business?" Fang Yang waved his hand. You can even participate in the royal family's activities?"
Cheng Dali was shy." This…We do business. The royal family also needs a lot of goods during the spring hunt. Besides, we are related to those big families…"
Fang Yang: " Alright, I'll test you. Write an essay on the famous places you've been to. If it's not bad, I'll allow you to go."”
"Teacher, I'm not going. Should I write?"”
"Write it too."
Fang Yang: " It just so happens that the sun is quite nice. I'll be writing with you in the courtyard."”
Fang Yang thought to himself,'I'll save it and sell it for money in the future.'
The three of them immediately went to move the table.
The four of them were grinding ink in the yard, and Congming was thinking about what to write as he grinded the ink.
Cheng Dali was thinking about whether he could pass the test with his recent practice.
Honest Fang looked at Li Congming's thoughtful expression and fell into a reverie.
Just how powerful is our teacher? Hiding in the city?
Father found this teacher for me, but I didn't expect Crown Prince and Big Brother Cheng to be studying here as well…
Li Congming finished grinding the ink and started writing.
The Story of Huaqing Pool
The prosperity of a country is based on its literary grace. The prosperity of a country depends on food. The prosperity of a country is based on the house…
Li Congming was very satisfied with his idea. After writing the beginning, he looked up to the side.
Cheng Dali scratched his head as he wrote. He had only written one sentence, and it seemed that he had not broken the topic yet.
As for Honest Fang, he was writing like a madman. After finishing the first paragraph, he seemed to continue writing.
Li Congming turned his head and looked ahead.
In front of him, on Fang Yang's table, a piece of paper was filled with words.
Fang Yang placed his feet on the table and lay on the chair to bask in the sun.
Congming Li's eyes widened. He had just solved the first paragraph, and Cheng Dali hadn't even solved the question yet, but the teacher had already finished it?
As expected of a teacher.
Congming continued writing.
About an hour later, Fang Yang was awakened from his dream.
"What's wrong?"
"Teacher, we've finished writing.”
"Oh?" Fang Yang sat up. Let me see."
Congming handed over the paper.
Fang Yang started reading.
The antithesis was neat, but many of the words were forced together. Moreover, the logic in it was not true.
"Smart."
"Teacher, I'm listening to your teachings." Li Congming cupped his hands.”
Fang Yang nodded." The words in your article are very simple and the counter-statements are neat. However, many of them were forced together. This shows that you don't know much about the sufferings of the people."”
"Also, the Great Tang has only just begun and is far from flourishing. This is perhaps the most difficult time for the Great Tang, and it is far from flourishing.”
" Master, are you saying that the Great Tang will become more and more prosperous in the future?" Li Congming raised his head." This is just the beginning?"”
"It's like this." Fang Yang: " Also, your article is written around Hua Qing Chi. I have seen Hua Qing Chi before…cough cough, I have heard of it. Your description is not very appropriate."”
Fang Yang had been to Huaqing Pool when he was traveling, but now that Huaqing Pool was a newly built royal courtyard, Fang Yang had no reason to go there and almost let it slip.
"Remember, even if you want to express your ambition through objects, you have to write the objects clearly. Don't be in a hurry to skip the objects and describe your ambition.”
"I'll remember that."
"Dali."
Cheng Dali handed over a piece of paper.
When Fang Yang saw this, he laughed out loud. This guy had written an article about the Drunken Immortal Restaurant.
He did not write anything else. After describing the layout of the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, he wrote a lot about the delicious mutton and the magical stir-frying. It was very suspicious of flattery.
Fang Yang: " It's written in detail. You passed."”
Cheng Dali was pleasantly surprised.”
"You can go." Fang Yang tilted his head." Honest, what about you? Let me see how your basic skills are."”
Fang Yang took a look. Honest Fang had written," Enjoy the Spring Mountains and admire the flowers."
After reading the entire chapter, it was all about sightseeing and admiring flowers.
His literary talent was much better than Li Congming and Cheng Dali.
However, every time he wrote that he wanted to go beyond words and things to clarify his aspirations, he would stop abruptly.
It made people vomit blood.
Simply put, cautious, very cautious, as if afraid of saying the wrong thing.
Fang Yang did not know that Fang Yizhi had an experience when he was young.
Fang Xuanling arrived in Chengdu when Fang Yizhi was three years old. He heard that there was a fortune-teller who was very powerful, so he went to seek divination.
That person said that Fang xiang was famous in the world, but Fang clan had no descendants.
Fang Xuanling said,"This kid is my son. He's already three years old. How can he be childless?"
The physiognomist said,"This child has lost his family."
This matter was spread widely in the end, and it seemed to have become a prophecy. Fang Xuanling became prime minister and had no heir.
Fang Yang looked at him." You don't have any vitality at all. Be honest. Go play. You don't have to read today."”
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