The night is nice tonight, the bright moon is hanging high, and the white moonlight shines in the air.

The flowers and trees in the yard are carrying the moon, looking like silhouettes, standing there, swaying lightly with the wind.

On the thin window, the warm color was dizzy by the candlelight in the room, and it was lit in the night.

Ying Zichu was wearing a black robe and walked through the corridor, with a look of a twilight person on his face. After a day of fatigue, he was about to go back to his room.

The moonlight shone on the railings by the corridor, slantingly looking at his right body, pulling his shadow long.

"Cough cough." He coughed a few times for no reason.

His eyes were attracted by the lights and looked at a small courtyard.

That was Ying Zheng’s courtyard.

Zheng'er?

Ying Zichu turned around in confusion. It was this time, why didn’t he rest?

Thinking of it, I walked over.

"Bang bang bang."

The door was knocked.

Ying Zheng raised his head from the Jianshu he recorded.

I just waved my servant away, who is this time?

Climbed up from the couch and walked to the door.

"Who?"

The door was opened, and Ying Zichu stood outside, looking extremely tall in Ying Zheng's eyes.

Ying Zheng raised his head and saw Ying Zichu, and hurriedly said, "Father."

"No need." Ying Zichu squeezed his eyebrows tiredly and asked him to get up.

Looking at the candles still lit in Ying Zheng's room.

"Zheng'er, it's so late, why don't you rest?"

Ying Zheng turned his head and looked at his room: "I'm still studying the courses that my teacher left behind, but I still don't understand."

"Oh?" A smile appeared in his eyes, and he walked to Ying Zheng's table with satisfaction, picked up the bamboo slips on the table and looked at it.

Ying Zichu is also from the Wang family and can be regarded as a well-read book. After just a few glances, he recognized it: "The Legalism theory is a bit obscure and difficult to understand, but the teacher said it very well. It will be of great use to you if it understands it. Study hard."

"Yes, father." Ying Zheng nodded seriously.

"Is this what Mr. Gu taught you?"

"No, this is what Mr. Li taught me."

"Huh?" Ying Zichu raised his eyebrows. It seemed that Li Si was indeed a little talented, and he said puzzled: "Then why are you studying Mr. Li's homework alone and Mr. Gu's?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth and grabbed his hair: "Mr. Gu's class was very good, I understand everything."

"Don't talk nonsense. Mr. Gu is a talented man. How could you understand what she taught me?"

Ying Zichu frowned, with a little anger in his tone. In his opinion, this was the child's lie.

Ying Zheng was so scared that he closed his mouth when he was Ying Zichu's words.

"You can write down what Mr. Gu taught me."

"Tell me."

"Take it to me."

"yes."

Ying Zheng took out a roll of bamboo slips that were extremely neatly tied from his small table, and it seemed that they were caring carefully.

He carefully handed it to Ying Zichu: "Father, please see."

Ying Zichu opened the bamboo slips and started to look at them.

Just the first sentence made him unable to remove his eyes.

"The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is vast and vast, the sun and the moon are full, and the city is surrounded by Zhang."

I couldn't help but murmuring the words, it was really a catchy essay.

I couldn't help but continue reading until I saw the last sentence of Gu Nan's teaching today, leading his troops back to the king.

The meaning is simple, I just need to explain it for a while and I think Zheng'er can understand it.

No wonder Zheng'er said that she understood.

But this simple meaning is to explain the principles of heaven and earth clearly from ancient times to the present.

The most unique thing is that this literary talent is also outstanding.

Such literary talent, such a clear and simple truth.

But after reading this, I felt that I was still not satisfied and thought to myself that it must be incomplete.

Looking at Ying Zheng: "This article is definitely not finished here. What about you who are behind this? Didn't you listen carefully?"

Thinking of this, the eyebrows on the forehead were already jumping.

Brother Gu taught him and wrote such a master's teaching. Is this good thing? Isn't it because I'm tracing my mind...

Ying Zheng was shrunk by Ying Zichu: "Mr. I haven't finished teaching, and I'm over, so I won't talk anymore."

He said hesitated for a moment: "Father, I want to ask Mr. Gu to add more class."

in this way···

Weiwei's head and returned the bamboo slips to Ying Zheng.

The anger in Ying Zichu's chest was discharged.

He was also worried when he heard Ying Zheng wanted to add more classes. He was not unaware of his brother's tired and lazy nature. He asked him to write a poem that day to ask him to ask for thousands of requests.

If it weren't for this, I would probably not know her talent at all.

Who else has learned the economy and is famous all over the world and seeks a reputation? She is better. She is too lazy to take it out after learning it. It is okay to just leave it alone?

It is probably impossible to ask her to add more classes.

Change his mind, his heart moved and looked at Ying Zheng.

"Whether Mr. Gu's extra class depends on her meaning. You please give her more favors. She can't teach you more. Remember, she will teach you carefully and learn well, huh?"

"Zheng'er remembers it."

"By the way." Ying Zheng suddenly remembered something and asked: "Father, why did Mr. Gu become a general as a woman?"

In his eyes, the general should be the kind of hero wearing armor and armed forces to kill the generals, and he could never get along with Gu Nan's image.

"Haha, you've never seen her go into battle."

Ying Zichu was stunned and shook his head with a smile.

"Actually, you've seen it, but I'm too young to remember it."

"I still remember it for my father."

Speaking of this, he sat down, patted his side and let Ying Zheng sit down too.

After Ying Zheng moved the couch and sat next to him, he said slowly.

"I fled from Zhao State back then, and she came to protect me. I didn't know it at that time..."

“·······”

Ying Zichu said about a stick of incense.

The father and son are in harmony.

Ying Zheng was very excited to hear the rise of Ying Zichu's speech.

Of course, Ying Zichu concealed the fact that he wanted to give up his child.

"She stepped back from the Zhao army of thousands of people alone, and held you in her arms. Do you know that at that time, her white armor was covered with plasma, and her white cloak was almost dyed red, and the bronze armor made people feel cold when they looked at it. You are so happy, smiling in her arms."

"No one of the thousands of Zhao troops dared to step forward. They all looked from afar, and even didn't dare to let the arrows go. And those three hundred traps made the Zhao army unable to step forward even if they were to watch us leave."

When Ying Zheng heard this, he felt a heat in his chest, as if he was watching the young general in white robe as a horse. How heroic it was, he just regretted that he didn't see the whole story at that time.

"Later, your Mr. Gu and her army fought in all directions, and the battle formation was terrified."

"Call them are called the soldiers of the mourning army, and you, Mr. Gu, are called the general of the mourning army and the white robe, because of her filial robe and the bloody path that she fought through."

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I don’t know when the story is over.

Ying Zichu patted her body and stood up: "It's getting late. After reading Mr. Li's homework, remember to rest early."

"Yes, give it to my father."
To be continued...