Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 678: Genius

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Along the way, I don't know how much sweat I left.

At this time, the crudely made prosthetic had problems. After walking for a long time, it began to loosen. During this journey, several times, Zhang Yuanxi had to sit down in the mud and put on the prosthetic again with difficulty. Go hard.

Sometimes, when the road is difficult to walk, the boots are extremely difficult to walk on. Obviously, there is still a big lack of ergonomics.

It's all blood and sweat along the way.

But Zhang Yuanxi was very happy in his heart. He found Fang Jifan all the way, and he felt an indescribable sense of success.

"Uncle Shi... I'm here." Zhang Yuanxi said.

Fang Jifan was dumbfounded.

Fuck...

What a nephew.

Fang Jifan couldn't help saying: "Nephew Yuan Xi, why are you here?"

Zhu Houzhao and Wen Yansheng had no shock on their faces.

It is not surprising that a thirty-year-old man calls Fang Jifan, who is seventeen or eighteen years old, his teacher. It is even common for an old Taoist who is over 60 years old to call Fang Jifan his uncle. These are all commonplace, so... all this is not surprising.

Zhang Yuanxi stared at Fang Jifan with clear eyes, and said solemnly: "After listening to Fang Shishu's words, the student suddenly realized, and thought in his heart, although I am disabled, I am still a man, a man, how can I stick to that cave, I came here because I heard that Xishan Academy can teach me how to be an upright man, so the students are here."

Fang Jifan was a little confused for a moment.

It was just bragging at the beginning, but I didn't expect this consequence.

This guy... is crazy...

But thinking about it carefully, he seemed to be able to feel the longing deep in Zhang Yuanxi's heart.

An unhealthy person desperately hopes to prove that he can be better than others.

Fang Jifan said: "What did your father say about this?"

At this time, Fang Jifan was still naively thinking, Zhang Sheng is very discerning, and he actually asked his son to come to him. It can be seen that he is already famous, and everyone knows that Fang Jifan has a good education.

Zhang Yuanxi said: "The student was thinking that if the student told my father, my father would definitely stop him, so the student left him a letter and came here."

"..."

Fang Jifan's heart was startled with a turbulent sea, leaving...leaving home...running away from home?

Will Zhang Sheng come with a knife?

Zhang Yuanxi was in tears at this moment: "The students come here for nothing else, only to learn some skills here. The students have nothing else to do. It's just that they have read all kinds of miscellaneous books in this half of their life... please take me in."

Seeing Fang Jifan standing there blankly, Zhang Yuanxi added: "Think about it, students. If you don't learn the real skills in this life, you would rather die than go home. Dayu controlled the floods, and the country would not enter the country; Uncle Shi is brain-dead, and he will continue to strive for self-improvement." .The student is disabled, but he should have the ambition of Dayu and his teacher."

Is this a curse?

fuck you.

The smile on Fang Jifan's face was a bit stiff, seeing Zhang Yuanxi's desperate appearance: "You have to be prepared, once you enter the school, you can't give up halfway."

Zhang Yuanxi said: "I would rather die than give up!"

Children who grew up in the greenhouse.

Fang Jifan felt emotional.

You have limited legs and feet, can you keep up with the rhythm of other students?

However, for this sake, it seems that there is no sympathy for driving people away.

Fang Jifan said: "In that case, come and lead him to school."

After giving the order, he turned around and saw Zhu Houzhao looking at him strangely.

Fang Jifan spread his hands: "I..."

Zhu Houzhao gritted his teeth: "He has handicapped legs and feet, so you recruit him too, and we at Xishan Academy will be laughed at."

Fang Jifan hehe: "Your Highness, that's not right. People call me Uncle Shi anyway, but it's just because of my inconvenient legs. Maybe he has real skills?"

Zhu Houzhao was heartbroken, thinking that Fang Jifan was smashing the signboard of Xishan Academy.

This academy has been in full swing since its arrival. Why, on the one hand, this palace teaches well, and the dean of the academy is not for nothing; Come on melon split date.

"If you let a cripple go to school today, wouldn't the Japanese Palace let Liu Jin go to school tomorrow?"

Fang Jifan rolled his eyes at him: "What else does Liu Jin do besides eating?"

It seems that the ideas are different.

The reason why Zhu Houzhao thinks it is inappropriate is because in his eyes, this Xishan Academy is his lifeblood, and no waste is allowed to appear, but now, it is obvious that a waste is housed.

He said angrily, "Let's wait and see."

I didn't say anything more, thinking to myself, Lao Fang, sooner or later you will regret taking such a guy in.

Fang Jifan felt emotional in his heart, and seemed to feel that... Zhang Yuanxi... was useless.

Actually a little guilty.

In any case, Zhang Yuanxi enrolled.

He was curious about everything here. When he limped to Minglun Hall with his books on his back in the first class, all the students in Minglun Hall looked strangely at him. with him.

Facing such gazes, Zhang Yuanxi... felt a little uncomfortable.

He listened carefully to the class, everything here is novel, and the one who taught knowledge today is said to be their senior brother Liu Jie, the top scholar in this subject, what he said was of course new principles.

Now, except for Liu Wenshan, almost all of the third-generation disciples who are responsible for teaching are the best among the third-generation disciples.

Liu Jie has been appointed as the editor of Hanlin, but whenever he has the opportunity, he will come to Xishan Academy to teach knowledge to his juniors.

Zhang Yuanxi never imagined that one of the lecturers here was actually the No. 1 scholar. When he came to see the honor wall in the academy, there were countless No. 1, Jinshi, and Da Sanyuan plaques. Zhang Yuanxi was stunned. Is this academy so terrifying? ?

After a class was finished, Liu Jie walked out of Minglun Hall.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yuanxi noticed that countless pairs of eyes fell on him.

Apparently, some people were both curious and secretly sniggering about this lame new classmate.

Zhang Yuanxi has stayed at home all his life, and he has never tried this kind of feeling, so he suddenly felt sad.

There were also quite a few people who sympathized with him and came forward: "I don't know your name."

Zhang Yuanxi said: "My surname is Zhang, and my name is Yuanxi."

Someone said strangely: "No freshmen have been recruited recently, so I don't know why Junior Zhang came in to study."

Zhang Yuanxi watched someone deliberately staring at his feet, deep in his heart, a feeling of inferiority welled up, he did not expect, he said: "My uncle... told me to come, let me go to school."

Everyone became even more surprised, and someone said: "Who is your uncle?"

"Captain Consort Fang...Fang...Fang Jifan..." Zhang Yuanxi hurriedly hid his lame foot under his skirt, and became more and more unconfident. He began to stammer. , I came here to study just to endure hardship, but I didn't expect that I would experience these.

But all of a sudden, the entire Minglun Hall fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone seemed to be petrified.

Zhang Yuanxi said: "What?"

Pata... Someone knelt upright on the ground: "Uncle Master..."

"..."

Zhang Yuanxi was dumbfounded.

Someone else bowed down: "I have seen my uncle..."

"I've met Master Uncle." The person who was staring at Zhang Yuanxi's legs and feet with malicious intent just now also had a miserable face and hurriedly bowed down.

In this Xishan Academy, the most important thing is the superiority and inferiority. The master is the existence most admired by all the third-generation disciples. In this Xishan Academy, Fang Jifan is the great saint.

No one expected that the master's nephew actually came to the school in person. No wonder he has a leg and foot disease, so he can join the class. This is the uncle.

Looking at everyone, they all bowed to him respectfully, one by one carefully...

Zhang Yuanxi was dumbfounded.

"Uncle, are you hungry? I brought jerky."

"Master, are you thirsty? I'll pour you some tea."

"Uncle Master..."

All of a sudden...the Minglun hall became lively.

Everyone surrounded Zhang Yuanxi, fawning on him. This is Shigong's nephew, and he is still alive, which is very rare.

Only then did Zhang Yuanxi feel the enthusiasm of the students, they call me uncle?

After noon, when eating, some people wished to stuff all the meat in their own bowls into Zhang Yuanxi's bowl. Only then did Zhang Yuanxi feel the warmth of the collective. Living at home all my life is a waste of time. Only here, with these peers, can I know that this life is not in vain.

In the afternoon, someone kindly reminded him: "Uncle Master should not go to the afternoon class."

"Why?"

The senior looked hesitant: "Well, well, this afternoon, I will learn to ride and shoot, horseback riding and archery..."

"I will learn whatever you study, it doesn't matter."

Zhang Yuanxi didn't realize that afterward, he shocked the entire Xishan Academy.

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Fang Jifan was taking a nap when he was woken up: "Master, Master... come and see, come and see!"

Fang Jifan woke up, and Zhu Houzhao who was in the opposite room was also woken up. The two got up anxiously, but it was a disciple and grandson who said in surprise: "Go and see, see Master Zhang."

"Uncle Zhang, where is Uncle Zhang?" Fang Jifan was even more confused.

"Go to the shooting range."

Fang Jifan only said that something happened, but when he arrived at the shooting range, it was calm and calm, Zhu Houzhao also excitedly followed, and hurriedly said: "There are no dead people, where are there dead people?"

On this shooting range, all the students looked at the limping Zhang Yuanxi in dumbstruck.

And Zhang Yuanxi was holding a bow in his hand, but unfortunately... the bow was torn off.

There are two broken bows.

But Zhang Yuanxi looked innocent, and couldn't help saying: "I don't know, I don't know that this bow is so weak..."

Fang Jifan was a little confused, what's going on?

When Liu Jie saw Fang Jifan and the crown prince coming down, he hurriedly rushed forward: "Your Highness, master, look at this uncle."

Zhang... Master... Uncle...

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