Xun Yu always treated people with gentleness, and the person around Cao Cao who looked most like a gentleman was him, a member of the Yingchuan family.
On weekdays, the officers and soldiers in Cao Ying saw how kind they were to the Sima of other departments. Even though everyone knew that Xun Yu and Mr. Datong were not on good terms, the most they could do was remain silent.
Unexpectedly, today, in front of celebrities who are also high-ranking people, Xun Yu and even Guo Jia had already planned it.
"The best thing about this is that if a pair of beauties is not enough, my family in Guanzhong also has a collection of top-notch beauties, which can be used by Wen Ruo!"
"Back then, Wang Yun used the enchantress to kill the Dong thief. Wen Ruo's beauty trick is no less generous than Lord Situ!"
"Wine and pigment come together, and beauty alone is not enough. I have privately brewed good wine here, and I will send it to Fengxiao. I hope this person will indulge in the happiness of the world and stop working against us!"
In the military tent, Zhong Yao, Chen Qun and Sima Fang couldn't help laughing together when they said this.
Xun Yu laughed the most happily. He was not laughing for Guo Jia, but thinking that Fang Guang, who was born in the Yellow Turban, dared to open a school. The smile in his heart could not be stopped no matter what.
Dong'a County, beside the Yellow River, in Mancang Hall, at noon tomorrow, it will be time for Fang Guang to leave here and return to the Juancheng military camp.
In the past few days, Fang Guang had been thinking very hard, sorting through the knowledge he could bring out in his mind, and recorded it on the bamboo board.
During the Eastern Han Dynasty, paper was naturally available. Cai Lun's book on improving papermaking made wealthy families and many high-ranking families already use paper.
Historical records record that Fang Guang’s big boss, Cao Cao, had a record of “asking Ye by letter whenever he had any doubts.”
However, at this time, the Yanzhou people were still in a tight situation. Luxuries like paper were not something that ordinary government offices could use. This item was also planned by Fang Guang, so that he could use it to increase the annual income of Cao Ying.
After three consecutive nights, there was no time to even talk to Cai Yan. Now, Sima from another department has just completed the compilation of the three books on earth, heaven and wealth.
Fang Guang is full of knowledge, and as long as he exposes ten or two, he is afraid that he will be regarded as a yellow turban monk and reappear in the world, and will be dealt with by the big boss.
The difficulty with the Xuetang Bamboo Board compiled by Fang Guang is not that Fang Guang has forgotten most of the knowledge from his previous life, but that when he compiled it, he had to carefully select from this knowledge to select the knowledge that could be accepted by the people of this area.
knowledge.
Three chapters on heaven, earth and wealth.
In the chapter on heaven, he first pinched his nose and wrote a general outline of the sky and the earth, which were transformed into moral principles, and then recorded astronomy, meteorology, and some of the most basic common sense.
The land chapter is about the geography of Kyushu’s mountains and rivers, the direction of rivers, the categories of copper and iron, and the general features. If this section is studied carefully, Zhang Song’s map a few years later will be a joke.
The Wealth Chapter discusses the techniques of making money from the perspective of farmers and merchants. There is even the operation of Arabic numerals, which is compiled under the calculation section.
Although this section only scratches the surface and mentions it a little bit, Fang Guang believes that truly smart people can deduce the theorems of later generations from these symbols.
He just pushed open the heavy door of natural science!
The writing in the three bamboo books is crude, but every word of the knowledge contained in them is the best principles in the world.
Under the moonlight, Fang Guang rubbed his wrists and reviewed the sample book word by word, his eyes filled with contentment.
"Moo mo." Cai Yan, wearing wooden clogs and unique light footsteps, came from the bamboo corridor of Mancang Pavilion. With her hair tied behind her, the extremely beautiful Cai Yan walked gently into the room with a wooden tray in her hand.
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"Datong, it's been ten hours, and you haven't eaten enough yet, so you don't care about your body and bones at all?"
"Classics, interpretation and compilation of classics and history. When I was in Chang'an, I saw my father working on it. An article would take several months to prepare. In the past three days, you have written several feet of bamboo books? You can't fool those people.
Bai Ding is a child, you cheat people out of their beans and wheat, right?"
His wife was not optimistic about Fang Guang's career in education, which made Fang Guang laugh and cry.
"What kind of rice porridge has such a fragrant aroma? Well, I, let me guess, what are the yellow millets, white rice, and the red ones? Is it red beans? My Wenji is getting more and more ingenious!"
"I happened to be hungry, and corns were brought to me. Isn't it a coincidence? Why? This is an article of heavenly principles. How come you turned it into a liar?"
Fang Guang muttered, picked up the rice porridge, and drank it with a slurp.
He was so hungry that he drank several bowls before he tasted the porridge and discovered that the red thing in the porridge was not red beans, but the fresh porridge made by Cai Yan, who was ingenious and ingenious, and put minced meat in the porridge.
"Wen Ji is really skillful. Now her cooking skills are definitely not as good as yours!"
"What's wrong, Dumb?"
After Fang Guang finished several bowls of rice porridge, he realized that the woman with white clothes and tied hair next to him was looking straight at him with a signifying look in her eyes, full of tenderness.
"My dear sir, why do you think you are so beautiful and gorgeous even though you have never studied privately? You have a clear mind. The more I think about these four words, the more charming they feel!"
"Of course, listen up, I don't have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind!"
Fang Guang recited Li Shangyin's famous lines hundreds of years in advance. Cai Wenji followed her husband and recited softly, feeling that her heart was getting softer and softer.
"My husband is a great talent. This time, I believe that the school book compiled by my husband will not deceive that child's millet, nor will it enrich Yan'er's gold."
"Hey, what is this? It's like a book from heaven. Why didn't my husband write down the clever lines that resonated with my heart, but drew this yellow scarf rune?"
"What Yellow Turban Rune is teasing me again? This is the foundation of all the ways in the world. Our Jiuzhou style of writing is prosperous. Only by combining this natural way can heaven and man be unified!"
Fang Guang thought about the significance of numbers to this world, and his expression suddenly became serious.
Fang Guang turned his head and looked. Cai Yan had a puzzled look on his face. He couldn't help but smile and put the woman into his arms. He held her hand and started talking from zero to one.
Cai Yong's daughter is far smarter than ordinary people, but tonight, she feels like she has become a stupid person. She listened to her husband's words for several hours, until Dongfang Dabai, but she is still confused in her heart.
It was not until Xu Shu and Zao Zhuan arrived to send Fang Guang off to Juancheng that Cai Wenji reluctantly left Sima.
"Mr. Datong, I have wanted to come and visit you in the past few days to discuss the Cangting Academy books with you."
"I just heard the servant at the door say that Sir was forgetting to sleep and eat, so I didn't dare to disturb him. But I don't know how profound the Book of Ghost Valley compiled by Sir is!"
"Hey, what is this? I looked around and saw that they were all five buckets of rice, and they were talismans begging for God's blessings."
Xu Shu came to Fang Guang and saluted, opened the page of the book that Fang Guang had just been looking at, and his face suddenly brightened.
"The Five Dou Rice Sect is the lineage of Leader Zhang Lu. What I have is not five Dou Rice, but five hundred million, five trillion meters!"
"What do you mean this is? This is one, this is two, this is three!"
Fang Guang raised his finger, his movements looked funny, but the expression on his face was extremely solemn!
Xu Shu's heart was shocked, and his eyes were fixed on the figures that were like children's graffiti. The more he thought about Fang Guang's words, the more profound he felt.
Looking at the number combinations again, a thousand-flower wheel was spinning in my mind. Although I didn't read Fang Guangzhu's book carefully, I felt sad and my eye circles were inexplicably red.