Conquer the World

Chapter 91

Changchunyuan

The emperor squinted and looked at the boy standing upright in front of him. He always felt that the humility shown by this little guy was a little insincere. But there was nothing wrong with it, so the emperor was a little bit upset. Perhaps it was too long sitting cross-legged on the cymbal, he felt a bit sore in his legs, so he got up and stretched his body.

"One hundred and four people died in the Ministry of Defense, including even high-ranking masters. Do you know how many enemies can be killed if these people are used on the battlefield?"

He slowly walked back and forth a few times to make the blood in his leg clear.

"No matter what the inducement is in this case, I ca n’t pretend to be blind, even if you are a disciple of Prince Loyal, even though he cares about him, even if he violates the law of the kingdom, he still wo n’t read private affairs. Da Sui, the rules are fixed, so you can't break the rules by myself. "

"Dai Guiliong"

Fang Xie said four words softly.

The emperor hesitated, and then snorted: "You have a good breath. As for you, what are you doing to sacrifice your merits, and what are you capable of doing merits? Where do you go?"

Fang Xie took something out of his arms and gave it with both hands: "This thing was originally prepared by the criminals to take the liberal arts exam of the performance martial arts court. Now it is dedicated to His Majesty. Although it is not a very useful thing, but for The students in Da Sui, especially those who have just entered the hometown to study in the county, are somewhat helpful. "

Su Buwei quickly stepped forward to take over the things in Fang Xie's hands, bowed and presented the emperor with both hands.

Emperor Yang Yi took it and opened it casually for a few glances, then his eyes brightened.

He walked back to the soil, took off his boots and sat back, reading it carefully. Fang Xiefu passed a book, apparently bound by himself. It's not thick, it looks like four or five pages. But the emperor looked very seriously, although it is undeniable that most of them did not understand.

"what is this?"

The emperor raised his head and asked Fang Jie: "I can guess the purpose, but these symbols you draw may only mean what you know."

"The criminals called this thing Pinyin."

Fang Xie said: "It is to mark the reading method for each word. According to this thing, the schoolchildren of the township and county schools do not have to memorize the words. As long as the book is printed, each word is marked. Pinyin, as long as students remember the pronunciation of these pinyin, they can know how to read the words even without the guidance of a gentleman. "

When he said these words, Fang Jie felt a bit of blood.

When he was in Fan Gu at the beginning, he racked his brains and thought about what he could rely on to pass the exam in Yanwu Academy. After thinking about it for a long time, he decided that two things were still fresh in Da Sui. One of them is Hanyu Pinyin. The students in Da Sui read and read characters, which were taught word by word by gentlemen from rural or county schools or private students, which was too inefficient. Fang Xie is most pleased that the world ’s Da Sui also uses Chinese characters, which is equivalent to giving the soil for the development of Pinyin.

"it is good"

The emperor couldn't help but praise a word and beckoned: "Come here and tell me how to use these symbols. If it can be implemented, it will be a good thing for the people."

Fang Jie glanced at the eunuch, his eyes meant to ask. Su Buwei smiled and nodded, and Fang Xie stood by the emperor and explained the things written by him one by one. The emperor nodded slightly while listening, and from time to time wrote a word to ask Fang Xie how to pronounce.

I have to say that the emperor was an intelligent person who was amazing.

In just ten minutes, the emperor remembered the pronunciation and writing of almost all syllables.

"When I went to the dynasty for a while, let a few college scholars see if this method could pass. If it was possible, that would be a lot of credit."

The emperor stretched his waist again, and he did not appreciate it in his tone. The unhappiness caused by the former's solution, which seemed vaguely insincere, also disappeared. He stretched his body a lot, and Fang Jie even faintly heard the rattle of his cervical spine joints.

"Your Majesty, sedentary is harmful to your body. You should still be active."

He took a few steps back down and said, "When the guilty enthusiasts came to nothing in Fan Guxian, he also thought of a few simple movements to relieve muscles and blood. It is not a martial art, but it should be counted into medical science. Do this every day Several times, this will still be beneficial to the smooth flow of blood. "

"You do it again and see."

The emperor leaned back, feeling uncomfortable with a sour and tight neck. In the past, he had been sitting uncomfortably for a long time, and he would make people call Cen Guiren for a massage. This Cen Guiren's birth is not too good. Although Qing Jun can not be too attractive in the beauty of the harem beauties like clouds, it is by virtue of this carefully learned massage technique that the emperor can think of her from time to time. You should know that with so many concubines in the harem, the people who make your majesty remember from time to time are more jealous. How many people, from entering the palace to the old age, may not get the emperor's favor once.

Fang Xie answered, and then seriously made an eighth set of radio gymnastics.

While doing it, Fang Jie laughed helplessly in my heart. When I arrived in this world, I did not rely on professional knowledge to make money and make a fortune, but to rely on the basic things I learned in elementary school to fill the facade, which is a bit ridiculous to think of.

"Su fearless, what do you think?"

The emperor asked.

Su Buwei looked at Fang Jie and said for a while, "This set-the movements are very simple, but they can move the whole body. It really has the effect of promoting blood flow, but slaves watched that a small half of the movements could be improved. The effect will be better. "

"interesting."

The emperor pointed at the corner of the mouth and pointed at Fang Xie and asked, "What else can you do? I know you ca n’t practice, but you can value the discerning people like Prince Loyal. If you can, He displayed a kind of ability to make him feel good, and he slowly started to fall into the army. "

"Sinner ..."

Fang Xie sighed in his heart, saying that the things prepared for Yanwuyuan seemed to be unreliable.

"The criminals have some immature opinions on arithmetic."

"Say!"

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Fang Xie felt that he was a very low-level liar, and he used the basic courses that pre-school kindergarten began to lie to the great Emperor Sui. Immediately after that, he used another first-grade numeracy course in elementary school to trick the emperor a second time. These two things filled Fang Jie, who was a traversal, with helplessness and a little inferiority, but for a moment he was not proud and proud.

Helpless and inferior, he felt that he was really not a qualified passer-by.

Not highly educated and not a professional in a discipline. Fan Guyi relied on some business ideas accumulated in previous lives, but anyway, IQ was used. However, the imperial capital became more and more unbearable, relying on the knowledge of kindergartens and elementary schools.

Fortunately, both of these things work.

At least, the emperor didn't plan to kill him now.

He talked about the arithmetic mentioned by the emperor by nothing more than explaining the advantages of Arabic numerals in calculations, and then popularizing the arithmetic in the primary school for the emperor. Da Sui's arithmetic has reached a considerable level, but it is unavoidable to use the uppercase numbers to calculate.

Therefore, the emperor was very interested in explaining.

So he planned to let Fang Xie stay in Changchun Garden for an extra day, and squeeze the young Lang who was favored by his seven younger brothers. For some purpose, Luo Weiran, Hou Wenji and Mr. Zhuo of the Inside Guard Department compiled a lie and turned Fang Xie into a blue shirt with a bond with the blue shirt man Men's disciples.

Of course, the situation at that time was only clear to Fangjie himself. They may also really think that the blue-shirted man, namely the legendary and loyal Prince Yang Qi, really accepted Fang Xie as a disciple and was the only disciple. Fang Xie still has a hard time understanding the level of loyal Prince Yang Qi, and he doesn't know how amazing this person is. He only faintly noticed that the emperor's value for loyal prince Yang Qi was unattainable.

When Yang Qi left Chang'an that year, what did he do? Fang Jie didn't know, but he was sure the emperor knew. And this incident, coupled with the previous incident of Yang Qi's withdrawal from the court, the emperor had deep guilt towards Yang Qi. It was because of this guilt that Fang Xie was extremely lucky and temporarily avoided a disaster.

How much affection does the emperor hide from this brother?

This is evident from the fact that Prince Ye Yang of the Yi Dynasty was not allowed to enter the court for ten years.

Even if the red sleeves were brought back to Chang'an City, the emperor would have to talk to Prince Yi specifically, but also said in front of several important ministers. The intention was more than simply calling Prince Yi. Without the words of the emperor in Yanwuchang, how could there be so many officials and nobles flocked to the opening of the Red Sleeves? Prince Loyal is gone, and eleven years are enough to make people indifferent. Without Prince Zhong's red sleeve move, why can so many big people come to congratulate him?

Those big men are smelling the tone released by His Majesty and rushing to the red sleeves.

The words that the emperor said were to be dissipated through the mouths of the courtiers.

In fact, few people in the entire court could see clearly. Although the emperor did nothing very obvious, the emperor has inadvertently maintained all the people and things related to the loyal Prince Yang Qi over the years.

So Fang Xie guessed a lot in Changchun Garden, the house that temporarily belonged to him.

He was lucky. He never thought of it when Fan Gu was. The Red Sleeve Recruitment would be the industry of the loyal prince Yang Qi, and he never thought that the blue-shirted man would be Yang Qi, let alone think that he would rely on him after he arrived Live with this legend.

Just this past, it can be said that some legendary colors.

What Fang Xie didn't know or expected was that the influence of loyal Prince Yang Qi on him was much more than that ...

Leaning on the bed, Fang Xie carefully thought about what he had to prepare. Then I borrowed paper and pen from the little **** outside, and wrote down the most basic arithmetic knowledge in detail. It took me two hours to finish writing. Looking at a thick stack of paper, Fang Xie really raised his sense of accomplishment.

It didn't take long before a little **** knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Fang, Your Majesty summons you."

Mr. Fang?

Fang Jie murmured again and then smiled. He pulled out a silver ticket from his cuff and told the little **** when he went out, "Thank you for your pen and paper before, and for calling me Mr. Fang."

The **** froze, looked down at the silver ticket and couldn't help shaking his hand. Hesitated for a while to accept or not to receive, his eyes kept on the one hundred and two handwriting. Finally, he looked at the left and right, and moved the silver ticket into his cuff extremely fast.

Fang Xie couldn't help feeling a little grateful. One hundred and twenty yuan could make a little **** grateful. Five hundred and two silver can not even let that Su Buwei look at it again, this is the difference in status.

He took what he had written for two hours and walked into the Imperial Study Room with confidence. But the moment he entered the door, he was a bit silly ... In the room, there were six or seven old men with gray hair, the one closest to the emperor, and even his beard was white.

It's scary to look at a college bachelor in this room.

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Until the time when he held the lantern, Fang Jie answered the questions from those college scholars tirelessly. He also calculated from time to time holding a charcoal pencil on the paper. He didn't take a sip of water, didn't sit down and rest for a long time, and made him feel that his throat could almost burst into flames, and his legs were sore, but fortunately he didn't show shyness Basically adding up this house, almost five hundred-year-old college scholars live suddenly.

"If this son can come to Taixue, the minister promises that after two or three years, Taixue will have one more bachelor, or the youngest bachelor in 100 years of the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty! There is no ancient person before, and perhaps no future person!"

An old man with a wrinkled face bowed to the emperor and said, "Please Your Majesty En Zhun, let Fang Xie learn from Tai Xue. The old man has a lot of arithmetical matters, and he must verify with Fang Jie to make His Majesty complete."

"Wenyuange intends to revise Pinyin into a book and spread it to the county's school and township ... His Majesty, Fang Xie should first go to Wenyuange to work."

Wenyuange University scholar Niu Huilun leaned down and said.

"Stop it."

The emperor smiled and waved his hand and said, "He is determined to be in the military, and he will take part in the examination of the Yanwu Academy in a few days."

"what?"

Professor Taixue University Scholar Songzhuangzhen regrets: "It spoils talent ..."

Wenyuange University scholar Niu Huilun sighed: "The pearl is dusty ..."

"If you have these words, if Dean Zhou heard it, be careful he hit the soles of the shoes!"

The Ministry of Li Shangshu Huai Qiu Gong said with a smile ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The emperor laughed: "After all, he is from the military and martial arts, it is reasonable to enter the martial arts court. If he fails to be admitted to the martial arts court, it is not too late to leave him . "

Song Zhuangzhen, a college scholar, quickly took Fang Xie's hand and said, "Don't be admitted!"

"Pay paper!"

University scholar Niu Huilun directly taught Fang Jie: "Except for martial arts, you must hand in blank papers!"

"Will you pretend to be sick?"

An old man tempted, "Hundreds of rare books can be found in an old home!"

Hundreds of volumes of books are not very tempting, and they are not as powerful as hundreds or two dollars, so he declined them one by one. Looking at the earnest eyes of these college scholars, he could only sigh in his heart ... good group of upright bosses ...

"Ming Xu, you said just now that you have hundreds of rare books in your family?"

The emperor was aroused by this sentence, and pointed to the university sermon that just said: "Minger brought it to you, rest assured, I won't ignore you, and return it to you after reading it."

Huai Qiu Gong of Shang Li Shu couldn't help but laughed, looking at the bright expression on Ming Xu's face with a smile. also? When will the book borrowed by the emperor be returned? His Majesty's borrowing books has never been returned.

"Finance cannot be innocent."

The emperor said with a smile, then opened a book in the case, crossed out one of the names with a pen, and turned a page forward to write the name again.

Fang Jie glanced and saw that the book had three words of Zhu Cailu.

He didn't know what the Chucailu was, nor did he know what the name meant by a page.

Huai Qiu Gong, who is closest to the emperor, not only knows what Chu Cailu is, but also knows what the name means on the premise page, so he can't help but glance at the solution and thinks.