After only two hours of sleep, Fang Yun woke up naturally. Not only did he not feel tired, but he was full of energy.

"The Dragon Palace Blood Ginseng is indeed wonderful. I will thank the Queen Mother when I have the opportunity in the future. It is more important for her to give me the Dragon Palace Blood Ginseng than to confer a knighthood on me. I study twenty hours a day. I don't believe that I can't become a scholar this year!"

After washing up, Fang Yun ate quickly and started reading in the morning. Just like yesterday, he read various guidance books on classics and meanings. He decided to thoroughly understand all the test-taking methods before writing about the classics and meanings.

Not long after, someone knocked on the door, and Yang Yuhuan went to open the door. Fang Yun heard that the voice was He Yutang, who went to the ci party with him yesterday, so he put down his book and went to greet him.

He Yutang smiled and handed some paper bags and a piece of brick tea to Yang Yuhuan.

"Brother congratulations," Fang Yun said.

He Yutang blushed and said, "I don't have classes this morning, so I happened to be passing by for something, so I bought some food to take a look."

"Please sit in the room." Fang Yun vaguely guessed He Yutang's intention, invited him into the room, and deliberately dismissed the others.

In the quiet side room, two men of letters in green shirts talked softly.

The two of them first talked about some teaching topics. Seeing that He Yutang couldn't talk, Fang Yun smiled and said, "Brother He came here today for something else, right? Why don't you just tell us."

He Yutang smiled sheepishly and said: "You also know that I passed the scholar examination ten years ago, but I haven't been able to pass it yet. The courage in my heart is gradually being worn away by time. Yesterday, I saw you wrote "Inscription on the Humble Room", and it took me a long time to pass it. Go to sleep, Because this article awakened my courage. Don’t worry, I’m not asking you for the manuscript of “The Inscription on the Humble Room”. I just want you to write a copy of “The Inscription on the Humble Room” and give it to me so that I can understand the essence of it and strive to pass the examination in one go.”

Fang Yun immediately stood up and walked to the desk. As he walked, he said, "Brother He is out, just a few words."

As he spoke, Fang Yun picked up the Dangyao pen, pondered for a while, and wrote the "Inscription on the Humble Room" seriously.

Because this is not the first draft, there is nothing unusual about this article.

"Let it dry first and then wait for the ink to dry."

"good."

Not long after, when the ink dried, He Yutang stepped forward to get the page and couldn't help but laugh.

He Yutang praised: "Your calligraphy is getting better and better. I really want to become your teacher and learn writing and poetry. From now on, I will hang your calligraphy in the study and study it every day. Residence It is a shabby house, and my literary palace is also a shabby house. With this article, my literary palace will definitely be strengthened and it will be able to bear more talents. When the time comes, I will take the state examination and have a greater chance of passing the exam. "

Fang Yun suddenly realized that no one mentioned it yesterday, and he didn't pay attention. He just thought that "The Inscription on the Humble Room" itself brought about the vitality of the world. But he understood it after hearing He Yutang say this. The main reason why this "Humble Room Inscription" is sought after by so many people is that the humble room and the literary palace can be perfectly combined.

The inscription on the shabby room is also a Wen Gong inscription, so it can form a moment of literary boldness, so it can make the great scholar Li Wenying so moved that he does not hesitate to come here in person.

He Yutang regarded Fang Yun's handwritten "Inscription on the Humble House" as a treasure. He carefully rolled it up and carefully put it in his arms.

After doing everything, He Yutang said: "Fang Yun, your "Humble Room Inscription" is extraordinary. Such a great kindness will be repaid if there is a chance."

"It's just a piece of paper. Brother He, don't take it to heart. I happen to be going to the Clan Academy. Do you want to go with me?"

"good."

Fang Yun walked out of the yard, and Nunu suddenly jumped out, stood on Fang Yun's shoes, stood upright and hugged Fang Yun's legs with his paws, raising his head, showing a pitiful look of pleading.

"What's the matter?" Fang Yun asked.

"Nunu! Nunu!" the little fox shouted.

"I don't understand." Fang Yun said helplessly.

Nunu rolled her eyes and suddenly jumped on the carriage, sitting where Fang Yun usually sat. Then she wanted to imitate Fang Yun and sat on the carriage chair, stretched her legs and leaned back. But it was too small, and as a result, the back did not touch the back of the chair and fell on the chair. His eyes were confused, as if it shouldn't be like this?

Fang Yunshi smiled and said, "You want to go out with me?"

The little fox immediately sat up again and nodded to Fang Yun.

"You have to be obedient and don't cause trouble, okay?"

Nunu nodded hurriedly and sat down on the chair.

He Yutang said: "Your little fox is really smart. It should be a cross between a demon clan and an ordinary fox, right?"

Nunu suddenly became angry. She stood on the seat, put her front paws on her waist, stared at He Yutang and shouted: "Yeah! Yeah!" Her face turned red with anger.

This was the first time that Fang Yun heard Nunu making such a cry. It seemed that he was too angry, so he got in the car and held it in his arms, gently touching its head.

Nunu whined twice and was no longer angry.

He Yutang also got on the car and sat next to Fang Yun. Unexpectedly, Nunu jumped between Fang Yun and He Yutang, stretched out her little paws to push He Yutang hard, trying to push him off the carriage, looking angry. look.

The two laughed, and He Yutang raised his hands to Nunu and said, "Brother Fox, I shouldn't have said that. I apologize to you. You must be much nobler than the demon clan."

Nunu immediately turned from anger to joy, stood up straight, faced He Yutang, pointed at himself with his little paw, and raised his head vigorously.

"What does it want to say?" He Yutang asked Fang Yun.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "She wants you to continue calling her Brother Fox."

"Really? Brother Fox, please forgive me." He Yutang joked.

Nunu immediately looked like she had spared you, and jumped onto Fang Yun's lap triumphantly.

Fang Yun touched her head and then took his hand away. Unexpectedly, it grabbed Fang Yun's hand tightly and pulled it to its head. Then it cried comfortably and dozed off with its eyes closed.

Fang Yun slowly took his hand away. Nunu reacted very quickly. It stretched out its little paw to press Fang Yun's hand, and then wrapped its furry tail around Fang Yun's wrist to prevent him from moving.

"Bing bing..." Nunu begged in a low voice.

Fang Yun smiled and put his hand on its head.

Nunu smiled again and closed her eyes happily under Fang Yun's hand.

He Yutang asked: "Little male fox?"

"It should be female." Fang Yun said.

"Then why does she like to be called Brother Fox?"

"I call you Brother He, and it likes it, but it actually doesn't understand anything."

"Bing bing! Bing bing!" Nunu protested immediately, as if to say: Don't say bad things about me!

Fang Yun and He Yutang laughed.

The two took a carriage to the clan school.

Entering the teaching room, the teachers greeted Fang Yun with a smile, but everyone was not very natural, as if they wanted to say something but were embarrassed to speak, and wanted others to speak.

He Yutang coughed lightly and said, "Fang Yun's words are now worth at least ten taels of silver, you must respect yourself."

Those students and teachers could only go back in a sullen mood.

Just after 8:15, Fang Yun entered the classroom as usual, but Nunu stood at the door shyly, looking inside curiously.

"Puppy!"

"It's a kitten."

"It's obviously a fox!"

"Shh, keep quiet in class!"

The students looked at the little fox for a few times and stopped looking, because there were more important things waiting for them.

A child couldn't help shouting, "Mr. Fang, teach us to write poems!"

"Yes, we also want to write beautiful parallel prose like "Humble House Inscription."

"Yeah!" Many children nodded vigorously, their eyes full of expectation.

Fang Yun was surprised: "Even you know about this?"

A child immediately said: "This morning, a high-ranking official came to my house as a guest! He told me to find a way to get first place in the next small test, and asked you to write the "Humble House Inscription" in your own handwriting. Sir, don't worry, I won't take the "Humble House Inscription", that kind of good thing can't be given to people casually."

"Yes! My father said that asking for poetry is fine, but asking for your "Humble House Inscription" will shorten your life. People should know their limits."

The children agreed.

"Very good, it seems that I have not taught you the "Three Character Classic" in vain, so I will continue to teach the "Three Character Classic" today." Fang Yun said.

"Alas..." The children sighed in unison.

"Teacher, you can teach us to write poems."

"Yes, it doesn't matter if the "Three Character Classic" is taught a day later."

The little fox on the side rolled his eyes, and did not jump on Fang Yun, but sat honestly at the door, looking up at Fang Yun, like other students.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "Do you really want to learn to write poetry from me?"

Without waiting for the students to answer, Nunu suddenly raised his front paws and shouted in a crisp voice: "Yingying! Yingying!"

The students burst into laughter.

"Even the little fox wants to listen to your poetry, so you should agree."

"Yes, sir."

Fang Yun said to Nunu unhappily: "Don't interrupt during class!"

The little fox immediately covered his mouth with his paws and blinked hard, making many children laugh secretly.

Fang Yun pondered for a moment and found that although there were books on prosody in this era, they were not suitable for teaching these children. Then, enlightenment books such as "Prosody Enlightenment", "Xunmeng Pianju" and "Lisheng Duiyun" flashed in his mind. After comparison, he found that "Lisheng Duiyun" was easier to understand, so he made a choice.

Fang Yun said: "To write poems and couplets, you must first learn the rhythm and parallelism, which cannot be achieved overnight. Let me teach you a little bit first. If you like it, I will continue to teach you."

"Thank you, sir!" The students thanked him in unison.

Nunu shook his tail involuntarily.

Fang Yun said: "Then let's start with the rhyme of the word dong. Listen carefully: heaven and earth, rain and wind, continent and sky. Mountain flowers and sea trees, red sun and sky. Thunder is faint, fog is hazy. Sun is in the sky."

After reciting, Fang Yun asked: "Who remembers it, raise your hand."

Five of the children raised their hands, and the rest looked at them enviously.

Fang Yun said, "Yue Yunpeng, stand up and recite it."

The little fat boy named Yue Yunpeng immediately stood up and said loudly, "Heaven is opposite to earth, rain is opposite to wind, continent is opposite to sky. Mountain flowers are opposite to sea trees, red sun is opposite to sky. Thunder is faint, fog is hazy. Sun is opposite to sky."

"Okay. I will read a sentence below, and you will read it with me. Heaven is opposite to earth."

"Heaven is opposite to earth."

"Yingyingying!" The voice of the little fox was mixed in, which not only did not hinder the children's memory, but also had a wonderful rhythm.

Fang Yun smiled and glanced at the little fox, and continued, "Rain is opposite to wind."

"Rain is opposite to wind."

"Yingyingying!" Nunu was even happier after being encouraged, and continued to speak with the children.

"Continent is opposite to sky..."

The voices of Fang Yun, Nunu and the children echoed in the classroom.

All the children were attracted by the rhyming words and sentences that were as catchy as the Three Character Classic, and they fantasized about writing poems that would protect the country one day, so they followed the recitation loudly, working harder than learning the Three Character Classic.

Soon, Fang Jingtang, the dean of the clan school, and other teachers were attracted to the door by the sound they had never heard before.

Fang Jingtang stroked his beard and sighed, "Fang Yun teaches, and the fox rhymes will surely become a legend passed down from generation to generation."

The other teachers nodded, and He Yutang looked solemn and whispered: "Fang Yun's music teaching may subvert the entire elementary education system, and in the future, it will increase the number of war poems of our human race several times."

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