It was noon.
The children had almost finished writing their letters. They had already left the small courtyard to go home for dinner.
After collecting all the letters and sending off the last child, Meng Fan's class for the day ended.
You Zhi, who was guarding the door, gave him a look, then looked at Ying Zheng and the other two warily, before leaving with his men.
Ying Zheng brought Wang Jian to his side and said with a smile,""Little friend, can you let me take a look at the letters the children wrote?”
Glancing at him, Meng Fan asked curiously,""Old Zhao, I didn't know you were so interested in children.”
Smiling embarrassedly, Ying Zheng explained,""I've never seen a teaching method like yours, so I want to see what these children think.”
" See, just don't lose them. I'm going to pick out a few of them to focus on." Meng Fan handed him a stack of paper and continued," I'm going to make lunch."”
Wang Jian stopped him and opened his mouth to say," Kid, this old man has also been in the army before. Look at that little brat called Fat Tiger. How about you leave him to me to teach?”
Ying Zheng gave him a surprised look. As Marquis Wucheng of the Great Qin Empire, there were quite a number of people who came to Wang Jian's door to beg him to take their children as his disciples.
But Wang Jian rejected all of them and expressed that he had no intention of taking in a disciple.
What was going on today?
He actually fell for a ten-year-old child just because that child praised him?
"You?" Meng Fan looked him up and down." Fat Tiger wants to be a general. Even if you've been in the army, you'd at most be a centurion. Can you guarantee that you'll train him to be a general?"”
Wang Jian's brows raised. He, the dignified Marquis Wucheng, was actually looked down upon by this brat!
How could he tolerate this?
"Kid, don't look down on me. I guarantee that I can train that brat into a qualified general!"”
"Hmph, if this old man can't do it, can you do it?”Wang Jian replied with disdain.
"Alright, then I'll leave the rest of the lessons to you, Old Wang.”Meng Fan didn't argue with him. He wasn't very good at war.
Since Old Wang wanted to help him share the burden, he would let him teach first.
If he couldn't teach her well, he would personally guide her.
Although he wasn't very good at military tactics, he still had some understanding of modern military theories.
If he taught this to Fat Tiger, it would be enough for this kid to grow into an outstanding general.
He didn't expect Meng Fan to relent so quickly. Wang Jian felt like he was on a pirate ship.
However, since it was him who wanted to go up, Wang Jian also admitted it. He immediately nodded and said,"Hmph, let's see if you teach better or this old man teaches better!”
Ignoring Old Wang, Meng Fan turned around and went back into the house to prepare lunch.
Ying Zheng sat in front of the dining table, reading the letter in his hand with great interest.
"Your Majesty, do you have delicious food every day? If I become an official in the future, will I be able to eat delicious food every day?”
"Emperor, Sir told us that there are many kinds of knowledge in this world. Can you tell me which of the Hundred Schools of Thought you like the most? I'll learn from whichever school you like, okay?”
Although there were a lot of typos in these letters, and the logic of the sentences was not smooth, Ying Zheng still read them with great interest.
Tong Yan was always fearless and could always express their true thoughts.
At the same time, these children represented Great Qin's future.
Not long after, Meng Fan came out with food.
Seeing that Ying Zheng was still reading the children's letters, she couldn't help but tease him,""Old Zhao, why are you still watching? He's even more attentive than me."
Putting down the stack of letters in his hand, Ying Zheng raised his head and said to him,""These children are Great Qin's future hope! Among them, there were those who wanted to be generals on the battlefield, and there were also those who wanted to be civil officials to help the emperor govern the world. They were all good children!”
Meng Fan proudly raised his head." Of course. Why don't you take a look at the student who handed him over?"”
Wang Jian, who was already hungry, came to the table."Alright, let's not talk about this for now. What's for lunch today? Quickly let me take a look."
Carrying a few plates of delicious dishes, plus a pot of medium-sized sweet potatoes he picked from the sweet potato field yesterday, Meng Fan said,""This is for Old Wang and me."
"What about me?" Ying Zheng was stunned.
"Hehe, didn't I say that I would prepare a diet meal for you, Old Zhao?”Meng Fan chuckled, then went back into the room and brought out a plate full of vegetables.
"Here, this is the slimming salad I made myself. It's very suitable for you, Old Zhao. Eat it quickly!”Placing the plate in front of Ying Zheng, Meng Fan introduced it to him.
Looking at the fruits and vegetables on the plate, although the colors were pretty, and there were purple and green, Ying Zheng could not find any meat at all after searching for a long time!
He couldn't help but grimace at Meng Fan." Little friend, did I offend you?" Why are you doing this to me?!"
"Hey, I'm just trying to help you lose weight quickly!”Meng Fan tried to persuade him." Old Zhao, don't let me down!"”
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