Chapter 200: Directions...

Fang Xing, who was rewarded with a pepper, wished that Zhu Di would appear in front of him immediately, and then ask him what it meant.

But the thunder and rain are the grace of the king, Fang Xing had no choice but to keep the brocade box away, and was going to wait for Zhu Zhanji to show it to him one day, so that he could see how stingy the emperor is.

"Husband, how about eating flat food at night?"

Bianshi is dumplings, and the pronunciation of this thing in Mongolian is Bianshi. Therefore, during the period when the Mongolian Yuan ruled the Central Plains, many people called it Bian Shi.

"Okay, but I want mutton stuffing, not shrimp."

Fang Xing doesn't like dumplings filled with shrimp meat, and thinks the taste is not very good.

"I want something stuffed with eggs!"

Xiao Bai yelled and rushed in, the bell behind him was snorting, and as soon as he came in, he ran to Fang Xing's feet and dawdled.

Fang Xing rubbed the bell's neck and said with a smile, "Okay, three kinds of fillings, this is the master who can mess with the kitchen."

Xiaobai stuck out his tongue, then picked up the teacup on the table and drank water quickly.

Putting down the teacup, Xiaobai expressed his merits and said, "Master, just now I saw several scholars from Li's family go in, and that annoying... that old man who came to the Imperial College to make trouble last time was brought in by Li Mao." .”

Qin Ban?

"How did he come here?"

Qin Ban has been dismissed since Yu Jian died last time, no, it should be said that he resigned due to illness.

The upper echelons of the Guozijian also sympathized with Qin Siye's experience, so they changed his dismissal in a humane way to seek medical treatment.

"who cares!"

Fang Xing didn't have the energy to deal with this kind of highly motivated old pedant.

However, after Ma Su came back, he brought a rather unexpected news.

"Teacher, Li Mao opened an academy at home, and specially invited... the leader of the Qin class, and several students from the Imperial Academy who promised to spare time to teach."

This so-called academy was later a private school, but Li Mao's move made Fang Xing a little interested.

"He doesn't want to fight me, does he?"

Ma Su said: "Teacher,

It's not certain, most of the students from the Imperial Academy treat you a little...that. "

Fang Xing didn't bother to think, "Just let them go, I'd like to see what kind of students they can teach."

Unexpectedly, Fang Xing received the post the next morning.

"Young master, it was sent by the Li family, and said that you are invited to visit the Li family academy next door..."

"No!"

Fang Xing yawned. He and Zhang Shuhui had tossed about a few times last night, so he was going to bed late.

Fang Jielun said happily: "The old slave will go and answer."

In the front yard, Fang Jielun directly returned the post to the boy in Li's Village, and said with his head held high: "My young master is busy with affairs, and he has to teach His Royal Highness the grandson, so he doesn't have time!"

Not to be outdone, the servant raised his head even higher, and shouted: "It's your honor for my young master to post a post, you... ouch!"

Looking at the boy who kept his head up for the sake of his body, and then sat down, Fang Jielun said contemptuously: "You can't even stand firmly. With your virtue, your young master is no better!"

In Lijiazhuang, Li Mao is warmly greeting Qin Ban and his party.

Qin Ban has lost some weight recently, but his spirit is much better than when he was in the Imperial College.

"Sui Yinggong, everything is ready, please set the rules."

Li Mao smiled brightly. Although Qin Ban stepped back, his connections are still there, and his act of forcibly taking Yu Jian away at that time made many people applaud him.

Qin Ban stroked his beard and said, "Yan Zhuo, the younger generation will naturally be taught by Hua Qing and Xia Miao, and I will start from Zhou Zheng."

There are quite a few students in the newly opened academies, basically all of them came for the fame of Qin Ban.

"What Yinggong said is exactly what it should be."

Qin Ban's character follows Ying, while Li Mao's character is Yan Zhuo.

"There are dozens of students in the academy of the Li family. Those who have not passed the exam are taught by those students from the Imperial College. Qin Ban personally teaches from scholar to jucai."

Fang Wu just went out for a trip, and got the news not long after.

"The scale is not small!"

Fang Xing nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Teacher, they don't want to rob students from you, do they?" Ma Su asked worriedly.

Fang Xing said indifferently: "As long as they teach the same way, I won't be afraid even if there are thousands of students."

Ma Su also said: "That's right, the professors here don't match up with them, well water does not violate river water."

"That's right."

Fang Xing twitched his nose and smelled the smell of cooking dumplings.

"Bian Shi is here!"

...

In the household department, Fang Xing did not leave immediately after teaching this lesson, but said solemnly: "Everyone, thank you for your hard work recently."

There was a sense of separation in these words, the students below all got up and looked at Fang Xing in confusion.

"Mr. Fang, won't you teach us in the future?"

An impatient student asked sadly.

Fang Xing's teaching is different from the current mainstream. He will joke with students during class, and he also allows students to actively ask questions...

"If you build a long shed for thousands of miles, there is no feast that never ends."

Fang Xing said with a smile: "Everyone has studied very hard recently, according to my estimation, it is more than enough to be an accountant."

The joke didn't have the desired effect, and everyone's mood was somber.

Fang Xing didn't like this atmosphere at all, so he said: "After I leave, if you have any questions about your studies, you can ask Yao Ping, and I will tell him."

"Mr. Fang..."

Fang Xing walked out of the classroom and saw Yao Ping bowing to him outside the door.

After straightening up, Yao Ping solemnly promised: "Teacher, please rest assured, the disciple will definitely carry forward Fang Xue!"

Well……

Fang Xing felt a little dizzy!

What did I just hear?

Fang Xue?

Fang Xing, whose body was a little fluttering, patted Yao Ping on the shoulder, and encouraged: "I don't have many students, I hope each of you can blossom and spread the fragrance of peaches and plums, so that more people can learn this knowledge."

Until he left the imperial city, Fang Xing was still dizzy, as if he was drunk.

"Fang Xue..."

In history, academics that can be named after people's surnames are quite impressive, but Professor Fang Xing didn't think of the title of this academic when he was doing this.

"Fang Xue..."

"Help!"

While he was in a daze, Fang Xing only felt that the big white horse had stopped, and then he looked carefully, and saw a woman lying in front of the horse.

This shit was in a traffic accident!

Something big happened!

Fang Xing hurriedly dismounted, and went to see the woman's situation.

But as soon as he reached the woman's side, a pair of arms hugged his thigh tightly.

"Let's take a look! There's a heartless man here..."

Fuck! What's happening here?

Before Fang Xing could react, seven or eight men surrounded him.

This is outside Zhengyang Gate, the outer city basin of the Qinhuai River, and the flow of people is not small.

Hearing a woman's coquettish call, those pedestrians all looked at this side with a smile, and they all guessed which family had the affair.

"That man looks so young, but he actually has an outside room, tsk tsk! What a blessing!"

"Hey! Look at that little lady, hiss! That shape, I really want to pinch it!" (To be continued.)