"Didn't they just come? Did they leave after a meal?"

"Hi! You don't even look at how many of them are. There are more people than those who are not Shanghai gatekeepers."

"Have you heard it? The young man who started is Xinghe Bo from the Ming Dynasty!"

"It's useless! A uncle only has this little force. These are not reinforcements! I think he fell out of favor from His Majesty and was demoted to the emperor!"

Several servants from wealthy families were also watching from the side, and one of them said disdainfully: "I heard that Xing and Bo were making grudges and angry in the court. Your Majesty has no choice but to make all the civil and military officials feel disappointed, so he sent him to our Taizhou Prefecture."

"It's said it's a suppression of the Japanese, but look at these people, I think it's here to support my old age!"

“…”

Of course Fang Xing heard these words, but he was not angry, but led the team forward with an expressionless face.

There was the city gate ahead, and there were soldiers guarding the city above the city gate. They looked at Fang Xing's unit who was neatly coming down, and couldn't help but be surprised.

"What a neat queue, I just don't know if it's a scheming!"

"I think it's probably right, otherwise the Mansion Master wouldn't come out, so why wouldn't they get angry?"

As soon as Fang Xing decided to leave Linhai City, He Xiong changed his face immediately and said that he was busy with business and could not see him off.

"Xinghe Bo..."

Before leaving the city gate, a man in blue rushed over from the side and then knelt in front of Fang Xing's horse.

"Yilulu!"

Fang Xing held the big white horse, frowned and looked at the young man, and asked, "I am not a local official, so why do you have any grievances? Go to the government office."

Xin Laoqi quickly stepped forward, held the hilt of the knife in his hand, and stared at the man with bright eyes.

"Xinghe Bo, student Xu Fangda, and Jiumu Boye's name is called a master."

Hey!

Fang Xing was stunned and was about to ask a few questions, but when he saw that there were crowds watching the fun around him, he said, "Mr. Fang doesn't accept disciples, please go back."

He pulled his horse around Xu Fangda, and Fang woke up and left the city gate.

The team behind continued to follow. When Xiaodao passed by Xu Fangda, he snorted: "My master's disciples have all won the Jieyuan, how can they collect randomly!"

The team of more than 2,000 people disappeared soon, and the crowd on the street pointed at Xu Fangda, most of them despised him.

"Isn't this the Xu Fangda who writes and draws all day long?"

"It's him. He's crazy after passing the exam. He's counting this and that all day long."

"I heard that he didn't even care about his parents at home and went to the riverside to write paintings all day long, and I don't know what he was doing!"

"If Xinghe Bo accepted such a madman as a disciple and passed it to Jinling, then he would have laughed at how many people's big teeth!"

"Hey! Where is Xu Fangda? Why is it missing?"

"It seemed like I was chasing it out just now..."

“…”

These people were chatting with debauchery, but they didn't notice that Xiaodao sneaked in again.

"Master, that person has been following you!"

After leaving the city gate, Fang Xing knew that he would not be able to reach Haimen Crafts today, so he slowed down the marching and wanted the tired soldiers to slow down.

"Don't worry about him."

Along the Lingjiang River, Fang Xingmen arrived at Yongquan. Fang Xing looked at the time and ordered him to camp on the spot.

The water of Lingjiang River flows slowly, nourishing the land on both sides of the straits.

Huang Zhong came over with the book and pointed at the river in front of him and said, "Brother, it's Jiaojiang again. We are not far from the sea."

"The rain is bad and the wind is shining in the night, and the tide is like a house hitting a lonely tent. The road is floating and the heart is bitter. Where is the brilliance in the dream?"

Huang Zhong sighed: "Donald Wenshan went north to negotiate peace and wrote a poem on Jiaojiang when he returned. His feelings were drifting!"

Duke Wenshan is Wen Tianxiang, and this famous minister of the Southern Song Dynasty deserves the word "strong and strong" character.

"Confucius said to be benevolence, and Meng said to be righteous. Only when the righteousness is complete can be benevolence. What do you learn from reading the books of sages? Now, I will be almost ashamed."

Fang Xing sighed: "Mr. Wenshan would rather die than surrender. He is a great man. Unfortunately, he met the former Song Dynasty. What a pity!"

Huang Zhong smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, it's better to be polite like this. Otherwise, if those literati heard it, they would probably not give up!"

The Song Dynasty was an era that literati yearned for the most: the emperor and the scholars shared the world!

Fang Xing said disdainfully: "I'm afraid of nothing! They jump into the sea even if they have the ability! I'm afraid that these giants in their mouths will not dare!"

Huang Zhong was about to persuade him, but saw Xiaodao coming.

"Master, Xu Fangda's parents are there, and he has two brothers at home, so he is considered a wealthy family. Later, after being admitted to the scholar, he was a little crazy and wrote and painted by the river all day long..."

"Oh!" Fang Xing asked, "Where is he now?"

"Just behind us, I almost fainted when I saw that."

"Call over."

Fang Xing was a little interested in Xu Fangda.

It is very rare for scholars who can keep up with the speed of Jubaoshanwei's marching!

Not long after, the young man was brought by Xiaodao panting. Xin Laoqi searched at the door before letting him come over.

Fang Xing sat on a small stool and saw that the shoes under Xu Fangda’s feet were worn out and their face turned pale, so he asked, “Why do you want to worship me as your teacher?”

Xu Fangda took out a ragged book from his arms and knelt down and said, "Since the students saw this book, they have been obsessed with what Boye said, but no one taught them after all, and they just deduced some equations that Boye said."

Xin Laoqi took the book, checked it carefully, and handed it to Fang Xing.

In the first volume of mathematics, when these blurry words came into Fang Xing's eyes, he nodded slightly, and then carefully looked at the notes covered in them...

From the beginning to the ease in the middle, Fang Xing couldn't help but shout, "Okay!"

Xu Fangda looked at Fang Xing nervously, until Fang Xing helped him up in person, then asked: "Brother, the student has calculated some equations in no way. I don't know if it's right?"

Fang Xing looked at the young man in front of him with complex eyes, took a few steps back, sat upright and asked, "Are you willing to learn this miscellaneous study of me?"

Speaking of miscellaneous studies, Fang Xing aggravated his tone.

Huang Zhong and others beside him looked at Xu Fangda enviously, and Lin Qun'an even urged: "Your Majesty is going to accept you as a disciple, why don't you get a disciple?"

"Plop!"

Xu Fangda hurriedly knelt down and said with a hint: "I paid homage to my teacher, but I didn't respond to all the etiquette, so I was frightened."

"A teacher is not a person who is bound by the secular world."

Fang Xing felt that this was an unexpected surprise. When he saw Huang Zhong quickly found a teacup, he shook his head and smiled.

After celebrating the tea, Xu Fangda said happily: "My teacher, wait for the disciples to return home to report to their parents, and come to serve..."

Damn it!

Looking at Xu Fangda who turned around and ran away, Fang Xing was stunned for a moment and quickly called out, "Go and send someone to take him back."

Fang Wu immediately sent two scouts to follow him.

Huang Zhong smiled and said, "My uncle has taken on a fool today, and Fang Xue has a successor in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

Fang Xing nodded and said, "You know what I think!"

When the term Fang Xue was first heard by outsiders, he spoke sour words, disdain, contempt... all kinds of faces were staged in the circle of Jinling literati.

Therefore, it is very difficult for Fang Xing to sow seeds.
Chapter completed!