Daqing: Immortality begins with taking Fan Xian as your disciple!

Page 47

Fan Xian's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this.

Oops!

The gentleman probably figured it out!

Damn, I drank a bit too much, how could I forget something so important?

His literature classes were always taught by his teacher.

And she had nothing to hold back from her husband.

I complete my schoolwork as usual, without holding back.

They have never used the poems of the ancients to forge anything.

This is the first time I've borrowed a poem from a senior.

So, how much knowledge do I actually possess?

The gentleman knows this perfectly well!

Fan Xian glanced at Su Yu furtively, then lowered his head.

His eyes began to dart away unconsciously.

Her face began to turn slightly red.

"Sir, let me explain."

"These few lines of poetry..."

Su Yu nodded and smiled, then tapped Fan Xian on the head again, saying irritably.

"Your poem is indeed very well written."

"That's the character. Practice it more."

In fact, Su Yu never intended to expose Fan Xian from the beginning.

He doesn't have any moral fastidiousness.

They wouldn't think that plagiarizing and stealing the poems of predecessors is such a disgusting thing.

After all, the people of this world are unaware of these things.

So, Fan Xian will use these poems, articles, and other cultural heritages.

It's not a bad thing to memorize everything word for word and then spread it out to share with everyone.

Who says cultural dissemination isn't a virtue?

However, Su Yu couldn't resist teasing Fan Xian a little.

The main problem is that his frankly seeking praise is a bit off-putting.

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian's face immediately lit up with joy.

Since taking Ruoruo to study medicine, the husband's attention has mostly been on Ruoruo.

I haven't paid attention to myself for a long time, and I rarely praise myself.

Although if she were his own sister, he shouldn't be arguing with him about these things.

Besides, I'm not really a child.

However, the human brain is sometimes truly difficult to control.

After all, who wouldn't want the attention and recognition of someone they respect and rely on?

Therefore, he was extremely happy to hear his husband's praise at that moment!

Then, he quietly let out a long sigh of relief.

Just now, I almost confessed without being asked!

So, for the next three months...

I'll definitely be punished by the teacher to copy books until my hands cramp up!

And, I'll be relentlessly mocked by some unscrupulous teacher for three months!

Thank goodness, it was a false alarm.

Fei Jie was in a low mood and did not notice Fan Xian's guilty little actions.

After staying for a while, the group returned to the Fan residence.

Fei Jie returned to his room where he lived alone.

An oil lamp was lit on the table, and he was leaning against the table.

Holding a pen, he wrote furiously on the white letter paper.

Fan Xian respected and was grateful to Su Yu, regarding him as a brother and a father!

He wrote such a masterpiece that can be passed down through the ages for Mr. Su.

Such a thing that keeps one tossing and turning at night, and fills one with envy and jealousy.

Of course, I can't be the only one who knows!

Of course, we need to spread this message to those important figures in Kyoto!

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Chapter 47 Fan Jian: Mr. Su is truly a dragon among men!

Su Yu also returned to her room.

Dong'er had already prepared a basin of water for washing feet and brought it over.

She reached her little hands into the basin, tested the water temperature, and smiled gently.

"Sir, the water temperature is just right."

"I'll help you soak your feet."

"Ah."

Then, a pair of slender, fair hands were also immersed in the water.

While washing his feet, I gently massaged them.

Su Yu nodded, a contented smile appearing on her face.

The autumn evening breeze was slightly chilly.

At this moment, I am soaking my feet in warm water, and a graceful young woman is massaging my feet beside me.

It was really comfortable.

Sisi was tidying up Su Yu's desk.

He saw a piece of paper, frowned slightly, glanced at it, and then put it away.

Su Yu smiled.

"That's not a draft; organize it and put it on the lesson plan."

Sisi nodded obediently and then carefully put away the letter paper with 104 pages of crooked handwriting.

Su Yu shook her head and couldn't help but smile.

Fan Xian's handwriting was so skillful that even an illiterate maid would frown upon seeing it.

Being this ugly is a kind of unconventional excellence.

After tidying up the desk, Sisi made up the bed and quilt for Su Yu.

Then, the two maids closed the door and left.

Su Yu lay quietly in the quilt filled with the fragrance of a young girl, and soon drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile, Fan Xian was still burning the midnight oil, copying books!

After copying for a while, he shook his slightly sore wrist, looking frustrated.

I didn't expect that today the gentleman would praise the poem as well-written.

But when he came back, he casually flipped through a copy of the Tao Te Ching and made him copy it ten times!

I had to copy it ten times; my hands were practically worn out.

Alas, I cannot disobey my master's orders!

Who can blame me for having such ugly handwriting?

The gentleman is only thinking of his own good.

So Fan Xian sighed and shook his head, but continued to painstakingly copy the book.

In the days following the poem-giving incident.

The old lady was very happy, proud of her grandson, and pleased that he knew how to be grateful to his husband.

Fei Jie, on the other hand, was not in a good mood and was not enthusiastic about teaching, giving up several classes to Wu Zhu.

Su Yu and Fan Xian, and Ruoruo's life remains the same as before.

Overall, life in Danzhou is still very peaceful and idyllic.

However, because of Fan Xian's poem.

In addition, Fei Jie's letter was sent to the Censorate, and copies were also sent to the Fan family and the Imperial Palace.

However, things were not so calm in Kyoto.

Several important figures were experiencing emotional turmoil because of a young schoolteacher.

Meanwhile, the moods of those important figures in Kyoto fluctuated.

Danzhou is gradually becoming lively again.

Kyoto, Fan Mansion.

Inside the study sat a middle-aged man.

The man had a solemn face, regular features, and a four-inch beard, a style most people admired at the time.