The Most Proud in the World

It's really because of formatting issues that I created a separate post. The autumn season in Fengtian City should be rainy. Now that the beginning of winter has passed, there is not even a drop of rain. Really anxious, Wang Dongzhi stood guard outside the house, the sun was high at the moment. In the house were Mrs. Wen and two neighbor ladies, who were busy delivering the baby to Wang Dongzhi's wife. Not only was his wife's stomach upset, Wang Dongzhi's own stomach was also extremely upset, and he was really holding it back. You still have to endure it, the sky is big and the earth is big, and the child is the biggest at the moment. As the baby's cry came from the house, Wang Dongzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief. Sister-in-law Yang next door said with a loud voice, "Uncle Wang, he is a son." Wang Dongzhi loosened his clenched hands, nodded, and said, "Hello, son!" A year is but a blink of an eye. In the leap of November this year, Wang Dongzhi's birthday coincided with that of his son. So Wang Dongzhi's birthday will be postponed first, and the child's first birthday must be grasped first. There were very few things on the kang. After all, Wang Dongzhi's family had been farmers for generations and could not make much money, so they had to make ends meet. There were only four types of objects placed in front of the child, including an abacus with three or two beads left, grains, a spoon and a incomplete copy of "Zhuang Zhou". I don't know where Wang Dongzhi got it, although there are only four or five pages left. Wang Dongzhi yelled, his voice was as loud as a bell! The child's mother next to her had a happy face and a spring breeze in her eyes. The child crawled forward step by step, his eyes gleaming as he headed straight for the incomplete book. According to the rules of the Wang family village, today is the time to name the child. It's just that the rain that disappeared last year seems to have been returned by God this year. There was a strong wind outside, black clouds pressed over the Wang's stockade, and the rumble of thunder was deafening. The wooden window frames were squeaked, and the thatched roof was blown away by the strong wind. There was no time to celebrate the Winter Solstice for Wang. With a family of three, the children had to be taken care of. Wang had to stop and go during the winter solstice. First, he would use pots and pans to catch the leaking rain from the roof. When the rain subsided, he would have to rush to the crop fields wearing a raincoat. By the time Wang came home again during the winter solstice, the mother and son had already fallen asleep. He was the only old man left who had not read a book for a few days. Listening to the sound of water leaking in the house, he whispered in a low voice, "Son, it's not that dad doesn't want to name you a scholar. It's really that dad has no education. It's just that dad hopes that you won't be like dad in the future, facing the loess!" This is the case in most families. There is no room for drying in the bedside room, and the rain is like numbness. This child has a name from today - Wang Fugui. There was no teacher in Wangjiazhai Village. Wang Dongzhi looked at the child at home who was no higher than the head of the bed and read something he didn't understand: "There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun." Wang Fugui was dressed so plainly that he looked so strange in the private school in the next village. This gentleman is said to be a great scholar. He is called Master Dong by many people because of his "Commentaries on the Spring and Autumn Annals". Master Dong was an extremely traditional scholar who devoted himself to the study of the Four Books and Five Classics. Wang Fugui often criticized his views in class, which made Master Dong dislike him very much. For example, Mr. Wang said that a gentleman should take care of himself, while Wang Fugui countered that scholars should have the world in mind and sacrifice themselves for others. In particular, Wang Fugui emphasized that this is what Mr. Wang said the day before, sacrificing one's life for charity! From the day Wang Fugui entered the private school, he took the "Zhuang Zhou" with him. He thought there was some truth in the book, and after thinking about it, he estimated that it was pretty good. Until a handsome young man in splendid clothes led Mrs. Dong to him. Walking on the path illuminated by the setting sun, the sound of rustling leaves around me seemed to be mocking this teenage boy. "I'm sorry, Dad, my husband said I can't learn." When he got home, Wang Fugui felt very sorry for his father, and blinked a few tears in his eyes. Wang Fugui's back was unnaturally hunched, and his shadow was stretched extremely long by the setting sun that stubbornly refused to set in the end. He looked at the scraps of paper in Wang Fugui's hand behind his back, and said softly and gently, "It's okay. Tell dad whatever happened. If the sky falls, dad will carry it! No matter what, we can just change to another academy." At this time, Wang Fugui looked at Wang Dongzhi's warm smile, his dark face covered with the marks of the vicissitudes of time. Here, Fugui burst into tears, but the teenage boy muttered, "I won't think about it anymore, I won't think about it anymore." A scholar came to Wangjiazhai Village. It is said that people from many academies in Fengtian City came to look for him. The sun was really hot at the moment, so Wang Fugui in the field simply put down his hoe and rested in the shed. Although he no longer studies with his husband, he still likes to read. After some time, Wang became rich and old. Wang Dongzhi relied on many connections and gave him a lot of money to buy the already yellowed books from Fengtian City. Mr. Muyun has traveled many paths and read many books. He was really dissatisfied with the academy, so he took Su Ye to travel around the world, and today he arrived at Wangjiazhai. "Mr. Muyun is back." The entire academy knew that it was time for Mr. Muyun to come back. Because tomorrow is the day when Mr. Mu Yun and Saint Yun Duan will debate the truth. In addition to this matter, Mr. Mu Yun also brought back someone, and this person is Wang Fugui. No matter how you look at it, today's Academy is a prosperous scene. Although the entire academy knew that Mr. Mu Yun had lost the argument, it did not prevent Su Ye and Wang Fugui from becoming the leaders of the many disciples in the academy. Along with the two was Li Changgu. The good relationship between the three of them is called by many disciples as "the friendship between Kun and brother is as bright as the bright moon". Mr. Muyun has never appeared in people's eyes since he lost the quarrel. It's like evaporating out of thin air. Today is Li Changgu's breaking of the mirror. After the final kick, he becomes the third Spring and Autumn monk among the disciples of the Academy. But Li Changgu has always been dissatisfied and cannot break the mirror no matter what. Therefore, there are many voices in the academy. Could it be that he, Li Changgu, is not good enough? Until one day Li Changgu came down the mountain with a sword and made a decisive decision! On this day, the wind and clouds changed color, and there was a gentle breeze in the open valley. Before leaving, Wang Fugui gave Li Changgu a poem: "The roc rises in the same wind one day and soars ninety thousand miles." Li Changgu just waved his hand and pointed to his sword. After Li Changgu left, Wang Fugui also had a quarrel with the then Academy Elder. The main reason is that a Yamazawa Yexiu came to the academy to study. Generally speaking, this is just an ordinary thing. But this Shanze Yexiu is a willow tree spirit, which is strange. The quarrel was certainly not as earth-shattering as Mr. Mu Yun's. Let alone Wang Fugui being able to win the argument, whether he can stay in the academy anymore is another matter. Yesterday I saw you off, and today you see me off. In the University Palace, only Su Ye came to see him off at this moment! Wang Fugui was expelled from the academy for extremely weak reasons. Just because Wang Fugui read a few more Taoist classics and used a few more Taoist allusions. Then he was criticized and said, "Let's go as a Taoist." Wang Fugui was expelled for the second time. "No need to send it off, see you again in the future!" Wang Fugui pretended to be freehand, his brows and eyes looking extremely chic. Su Ye felt unhappy at all, feeling that this academy was indeed a bit different. Wang Fugui left a message to Su Ye, "It's like a white horse has passed between heaven and earth, and it's just suddenly. When we meet again, you still have poetry in your heart, and I still have words in my heart. A real man doesn't stick to trivial matters, and he can get the true meaning everywhere." At a high-spirited age, he is not satisfied. The three scholars will each have their own freehand romances in the future! Mr. Changgu has already entered the clouds, but instead of holding a book in his hand, he is holding a day and night shorthand. "Headmaster Su is back." Also coming back with him was Wang Fugui! Both gentlemen went upstairs. He, Su Ye, now wants to change the style of the academy. He wants the scholars in the academy to learn in a real way. But Wang Fugui is different. He, Wang Fugui, wants to teach the world a lesson. It makes sense, It is education without distinction!

Let me see some Li Qingdang

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The viewer secretly saw a pig wandering around the cabbage he had worked so hard to grow. And the cabbage hit the pig's nose hard. I'm afraid the pig won't do it

So Fuyao never wanted the sword, not because he didn't want it, but because he didn't want it. For a swordsman, Fuyao still has the immature expectation of a young man when the sword is with him, hoping that his ancestors will always be alive if the sword is not with him. Perhaps this was also the reason why I suddenly changed lanes and did not go to get the hidden fish. On the other hand, the handful of snow falling on him meant that Uncle Xie would die forever. Die from his heart. However, Uncle Xi and Master will live in his heart, at least when his realm is low.

Picture 1: Li Fuyao and Qing Huai Picture 2 is: Li Fuyao and Ye Shuge Picture 3 is: Cheng Yusheng and Li Xiaoxue Picture 4 is: Zen and reading seeds Picture 5: Song Peihe's Reading Seeds Picture 6: Li Fuyao and Qing Huai are raising their children at their parents' home Picture 7 is: Ye Changting takes care of the baby (Chaoqingqiu, hehe) Finally, let me explain that the pictures were found online, and the accompanying pictures do not represent the final direction of the novel, eh! That's all. When I have time, I will look for pictures of other characters.

Why did you sell the copyright to Ruo Hongsuo and waste it with such a hot chick animation production team?

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