Imperial Palace, Wuying Hall.
A middle-aged man wearing a red dragon robe was crouching in front of the imperial court, reviewing the memorial.
At this time, he raised his head and looked at his confidant who had been waiting for a long time.
"Two tigers!"
"His Majesty!"
Yes, this middle-aged man is the actual controller of the Ming Empire, Emperor Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang.
"Have you found out about Duke Wei's disciple?"
"Your Majesty, judging from the current investigation results, everything is normal."
"If you want to know more details, you still need time to investigate." Erhu replied.
"Then go check it out, we have plenty of time."
"According to the order!"
It stands to reason that a child does not need such attentive attention from an emperor like him.
But this was brought back by Xu Da and accepted as a closed disciple.
In addition, a few days ago, Xu Da boasted in front of him, saying that as long as this child is raised, he will be the next Chang Yuchun.
Lao Zhu believed in Xu Da's vision, that's why he paid so much attention.
If his background was innocent, he wouldn't mind cultivating him as he wanted to leave a person available to his eldest son, Prince Zhu Biao, a hundred years from now.
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The Duke's Mansion of the State of Wei.
"Dad, just let me teach my junior brother how to read!"
Xu Miaoyun pestered Xu Da and kept begging.
He heard what Xu Da asked the housekeeper to find Mr. Yang Xuan.
"You're a girl, why do you teach when you have nothing to do?"
Xu Da said unhappily.
"Dad, you are looking down on people."
"The Queen and the Queen say that I am good at reading!"
Xu Miaoyun retorted.
How could Xu Da refute these words? His tone paused and then he waved his hand.
"Okay, okay, then you go and try it!"
Fortunately, he didn't have too high requirements. As long as Yang Xuan could read military books and write battle reports, that would be enough.
It's just leading troops to fight, not taking the imperial examination.
"Hehe, thank you, daddy." Xu Miaoyun was happy.
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"Little Junior Brother, Little Junior Brother!"
Yang Xuan stood in the yard, thinking about his future path, when he suddenly heard a voice behind him.
Turning around, he saw senior sister Xu Miaoyun waving to him.
"Senior sister!"
"I wonder what senior sister wants from me?"
"Didn't Dad say that he would find a husband for you? He has already been found."
Xu Miaoyun said with a smile.
"Where? Let's go there now!"
But when Yang Xuandu walked a long distance away, he found that Xu Miaoyun was still where he was.
"Senior sister, is there anything else?" Yang Xuan was a little confused.
"Why don't you ask who the gentleman I found for you is?" Xu Miaoyun took the initiative to mention this young junior brother when he saw that he was so dishonest.
"From a teacher's point of view, the gentleman you find must be a man of high moral character and profound knowledge." Yang Xuan answered matter-of-factly.
Hearing this, Xu Miaoyun looked calm on the surface, but she was extremely happy in her heart.
"That is, you must know that you are a disciple of Wei Guogong, and an ordinary scholar is not qualified to be your husband."
Yang Xuan stared at Xu Miaoyun and blinked, feeling strange.
She was clearly discussing someone else, but why did she feel so happy?
"Senior sister, if there is nothing else, let's go see the husband as soon as possible. As students, we can't keep the husband waiting."
Seeing Yang Xuan's serious look, Xu Miaoyun felt uncomfortable holding back her laughter.
Sorry, she's not a professional.
"Junior brother, there is no need to go to so much trouble. The teacher who teaches you is far away but right in front of you."
Xu Miaoyun smiled.
"What?" Yang Xuan was stunned.
"Senior sister, you mean?" He said uncertainly, having a guess in his mind.
"That's right, dad has agreed to let me teach you how to read."
Xu Miaoyun tilted her head and looked at Yang Xuan with a smile.
"Senior sister, you..." Yang Xuan couldn't laugh or cry, and didn't know what to say.
Sure enough, no matter what age group, people have a good heart to be a teacher.
"Okay, come with me!" Xu Miaoyun waved.
Yang Xuan shook his head and followed.
In the study.
Pens, ink, paper and inkstones have been laid out.
Xu Miaoyun first told Yang Xuan how to grind the ink so that the written words would not fade.
Then he taught Yang Xuan how to hold a pen.
It can be seen that Xu Miaoyun is still very concerned about this matter.
This is my first time teaching students.
Yang Xuan listened cooperatively. After all, he had graduated with a serious undergraduate degree and was not illiterate.
There is no need to learn it from scratch.
But there is no way, he must learn, in order to adapt to this era, and in order to live better in this era.
The day passed quickly, and Yang Xuan could remember the words taught by Xu Miaoyun, which shocked her very much.
Although the dog shook his head when he saw the written words, he could still write them.
Even she couldn't compare to this talent.
In fact, she didn't know that there were many similarities between traditional Chinese characters and simplified Chinese characters. Yang Xuan only needed to write more and match the simplified characters in his mind to remember them.
"Junior brother, although you can recognize characters very quickly, you still need to practice this word more!" Xu Miaoyun looked at Yang Xuan's words like a dog crawling, clicked his tongue twice, and shook his head.
Regarding this point, Yang Xuan said that he really tried his best.
Brush calligraphy is different from hard-pen calligraphy. Brush calligraphy requires strong skills.
The scholars of this era have all started practicing calligraphy since childhood.
As the saying goes, words are like the person they are. You can have a basic understanding of a person by looking at his written words.
"Senior sister, I can do it." Yang Xuan said.
"Okay, that's it for today, let's continue tomorrow."
In the following days, Yang Xuan followed Xu Miaoyun to learn Chinese characters, and the progress was very fast.
In this regard, Xu Miaoyun was so shocked that she didn't want to say anything. The speed at which her junior brother could read was probably unmatched by anyone.
But then I thought about it, I was my junior brother's husband, and he was an excellent student. I shouldn't be the one who was happy, so I became more interested in teaching Yang Xuan how to read and write.
That afternoon, Yang Xuan was practicing calligraphy alone when Xu Yungong suddenly burst in angrily.
"Yang Xuan, let me ask you, have you been with my eldest sister recently?"
"Senior sister taught me how to read and write. Is there any problem?" Yang Xuan put down his pen, looked at Xu Yungong and said.
He knew that Xu Yungong had great opinions on him, because since he came, Xu Da, Xie, Xu Miaoyun and others cared about him far more than Xu Yungong did.
The gap between the front and back made Xu Yungong very uncomfortable, so he even disliked Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan understands this very well.
Today, Xu Yungong is just a child under ten years old. In Yang Xuan's eyes, he is just a naughty child, and there is no need to care about anything with him.
Of course, more importantly, his surname is not Xu.
So on weekdays, I mostly let him.
But what he didn't understand was why Xu Yungong seemed to have taken gunpowder today?
I have never had a conflict with him!
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