Chapter 1464

The autumn sun in Jingzhou City is bright.

Most of the people who came to Kong Shengwen thought that Fang Yun was in latent training to prepare for the impact on the bachelor.

According to the Convention, the promotion of the literary position will be latent before and after, and then go out to sharpen.

Fang Yun tried. He could only watch and read the contents of the article list and discussion list with his mind, and could not send any effective information.

After that, Fang Yun began to look through the list of Confucius' literary circles.

Sure enough, Fang Yun saw that his Wen Zhan Gou Zhi topped the list, and scholars everywhere were talking about it.

The battle between the two imperial academies should not have caused such a storm, but the storm in the city ten years ago, when the suspected person cut the peak imperial academies with a sword, it will certainly cause an uproar.

Fang Yun quickly browsed and found that except a few people suspected that they had cheated, most people guessed that Zhang Longxiang had been honed for ten years and had achieved success in his studies. Further, he was already qualified to compete for the eight talents in the literary world, and even for the next generation of Kong Sheng's four talents in the literary world.

Seeing the selection of the four talents, Fang Yun smiled because there was a problem in the selection of the four talents in Shengyuan mainland. Some people thought that Lei chongmo was not only qualified to be among the four talents, but also could be the first of the four talents. However, some people objected that Lei chongmo did not deserve to be among the four talents.

The dispute between the two sides has led to the postponement of the selection of the four talents in Shengyuan mainland. I don't know when it will be officially completed.

The day passed safely. On the morning of the third day, it was dawn, and a small figure appeared in the yard of Zhang's house.

The man crept to the front door, silently opened the bolt, skillfully and skillfully, and then quietly opened the door to go out.

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

"The lights are on in the third hour and the chickens are on the fifth hour. It's just when a man is reading. Black hair doesn't know how to study early, and white head regrets reading late. Jing'an, you get up early. My father is very happy."

Zhang Jingan trembled, his whole body was stiff, and he was sweating. He slowly turned his head and looked behind him.

In the dark blue morning light, Fang Yun was reading word for word with a book in his hand.

Fang Yun slowly raised his head and looked at Zhang Jing'an.

Zhang Jing'an's body trembled again. He seemed to see that the morning light scattered in the courtyard, leaving only Fang Yun's eyes covering the world.

"Zhang... You... I..." Zhang Jing was relieved. He didn't expect that he was so well prepared. The other party still appeared behind him silently.

"Close the door, it's windy outside." Fang Yun smiled with a loving father, but Zhang Jing'an thought the smile was as cold as bone marrow.

"Promise." Zhang Jingan's heart is struggling, but his body honestly listens to Fang Yun's orders and closes the door.

Fang Yun held the book in his hand, carried it behind him, and looked up at the slightly incomplete moon in the sky.

"What books have you read in a year of elementary school?"

Zhang Jing'an replied honestly: "thousand word essay, hundred family names and poetry collection."

"Do you remember?" Fang Yun asked.

"I can't remember it all," Zhang Jing'an said.

"Well, starting today, I'll go to the elementary school to study again. If I expected it right, the books taught in the elementary school should be increased a little. I vaguely hear that there are books such as the Three Character Classic, Youxue qionglin and fox rhyme."

Zhang Jing'an bowed his head and said nothing.

"Can you hear the words of being a father?" Fang Yun's voice was particularly indifferent.

"Yes."

"Then why don't you answer!" Fang Yun suddenly raised his voice, which carried the Han Lin's anger and violent vitality, and exploded in Zhang Jing'an's ear.

Zhang Jingan's body trembled again, but he still lowered his head and bit his teeth.

Fang Yun looked relaxed and said, "the reason why you don't read is that you don't want to read at all, or because of what happened in those years?"

Zhang Jing'an nodded, shook his head and said, "I really want to read, but affected by what happened in those years, and I haven't read for many years, I know I can't read any more. Mr. Zhang... Let me go. I really can't read."

"Oh? Have you tried?"

Zhang Jing'an looked ashamed and whispered, "I've tried. I've tried every year for the past two years, but I can't calm down and read. I often dream that in school, although I occasionally dream of those little bastards who scold me, I also dream of a good time."

"You have these dreams because you have regrets in your heart. Don't you want to make up for it?" Fang Yun asked.

Zhang Jing'an suddenly smiled coldly and said, "what can I make up for? Even the spring and Autumn Festival" Can't let me completely go back to the past and start over. Even if I start over, what's the use? Do I have a stable Zhujiang Marquis? Can I have a famous teacher? Can I have a father who keeps me behind? Can I face the ridicule and isolation of all my classmates? Can I stand the teacher's board without reason? I...... "

At last, Zhang Jing'an burst into tears, sobbed softly and couldn't speak any more.

Fang Yun was silent.

After a long time, Zhang Jing'an wiped away his tears and said, "do you think I don't want to study in a safe and stable environment? I don't have a stable environment! You had everything in those years, and me? You don't have to pretend to admit your mistake and responsibility, or sympathize with me. I don't need it! It's so far, and everything can't be changed!"

"You're not wrong," Fang Yun said.

"I'm right. It's you who's wrong! Born but not raised! Raised but not taught!" Zhang Jing'an roared in a repressed voice.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "you don't read much, but your mouth is very sharp. Who taught you these words?"

"Ten years of experience!" Zhang Jingan replied.

Fang Yun nodded gently and said, "yes, now it seems that these ten years have not been completely wasted. You have learned at least something from these ten years. However, this is not enough."

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