Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 678 Genius

   Traveling this 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.

   This journey is all blood and sweat.

   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.

  Damn it...

   He really is 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 master. 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... everything in front of him 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 while.

   At the beginning, it was just bragging, but I didn't expect this consequence.

   This guy... is insane...

   But thinking about it carefully, he seemed to be able to feel Zhang Yuanxi's deep desire.

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

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

  Fang Jifan was still naively thinking at this time, 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 by a turbulent sea, leaving...leaving home...running away from home?

  Will Zhang Sheng come with a knife?

  Zhang Yuanxi was in tears at this time: "Students come here for nothing else. They just want to learn some skills here. 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 them 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?

   Smack 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 pace of other students?

  However, when it comes to this, 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 can recruit him too. We at Xishan Academy will be laughed at."

  Fang Jifan hehe: "Your Highness, that's wrong. 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, I teach well. The dean of the academy is not for nothing. On the other hand, the students are actually good. At least... there will be no crooked melon like Zhang Yuanxi. Crack dates come on.

   "If you let a **** 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 a waste is not allowed to appear, but now, it is obvious that a waste is housed.

  He said angrily, "Let's see."

  He didn't say anything more, thinking to himself, 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... this guy Zhang Yuanxi...is 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. The one who taught knowledge today is said to be their senior brother Liu Jie, the number one scholar in this subject.

   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.

  Obviously, some people were curious about this lame new classmate, while others were secretly laughing.

  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 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 new recruits have been recruited recently, so I don't know how 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 asked Ai Ai Dao: "My uncle... told me to come, let me go to school."

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

"Captain Consort...Fang...Fang Jifan..." Zhang Yuanxi hurriedly hid his lame foot under his skirt, and became more and more unconfident. He began to stutter. Studying is just suffering, but I didn't expect to experience these.

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

  It seems that everyone is petrified.

  Zhang Yuanxi said: "What?"

  Patta... Someone knelt on the ground straight: "Uncle Master..."

   "..."

  Zhang Yuanxi was dumbfounded.

   Someone bowed down again: "I have seen the uncle..."

   "I've met my uncle." The person who was staring at Zhang Yuanxi's legs and feet just now had a miserable expression, and bowed down hastily.

  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 sage.

  No one expected that Shigong's nephew actually came to the school in person. No wonder he has a leg and foot disease, so he can be transferred in. This is Shishu.

  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 Uncle, are you thirsty, I'll make you some tea."

   "Uncle Master..."

  Suddenly... 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.

   Zhang Yuanxi felt 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 student faltered: "This, this, this afternoon, I will learn riding and archery, horse riding and archery..."

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

  Zhang Yuanxi didn't realize that what happened after him shocked the entire Xishan Academy.

  ...

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

  Fang Jifan woke up, and Zhu Houzhao in the opposite room was also woken up. The two got up anxiously, but a disciple and grandson 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 followed excitedly, 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 unexpectedly.

   There are two broken bows.

   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 the matter?

  Liu Jie saw Fang Jifan and the Crown Prince coming down, hurriedly rushed forward: "Your Highness, Shigong, look at this uncle."

  Zhang...Master...Uncle...

  (end of this chapter)