Dingtian Novel Judtj is gentle and spreads a wide net to collect talents.
Wen Wan was busy when she heard Song Luoyang coming, put down what she was doing and went out.
Her teacher is an immortal, and she will go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and she must come to the door when she has something.
Song Luoyang wore the ivory white green bamboo and zhuzi deep coat he used to wear, and he had a scarf on his head.
It looks like a gentleman.
Song Luoyang was a distinguished guest and was led directly to the backyard.
No need to wait in the lobby anymore.
When she arrived in the backyard, Wen Wan was already waiting in the small living room.
There are two small dots standing next to it.
Wen Wan greeted her personally: "Teacher." ” The two children also greeted Song Luoyang with gifts.
Song Luoyang looked at the two little ones, and nodded very happily at the rules and regulations of the two children.
It has always been said that Wen Wan wants to raise a gentleman, if the gentleman in the capital can be cultivated like this, then the security of the capital will not be worried, and Daqi will not be worried in the future.
Song Luoyang explained the purpose of this visit: "Wen Wan, you have asked me so many things in the past few months.
I thought I'd like to ask, are you going to make another book."
Wen Wan never does boring things.
Especially when all of a sudden so many questions were asked of him.
Song Luoyang discussed with Su Qing repeatedly, and Su Qing felt that Wen Wan was making up a book.
Although Song Luoyang also had this conjecture in his heart, he didn't believe it.
Where would Wen Wan take the time to make up a book, and those things are simple and easy to understand, what to do with this book.
Song Luoyang sent a lot of people before, and he also wrote to ask Wen Wan a few times, but Wen Wan only said that she needed to expand her knowledge now so that she could teach her children.
However, teaching children should not start with the thousand-character text and three-character scriptures.
After Song Luoyang saw Wen Wan's question again, he finally couldn't bear to come to the door.
Wen Wan thought that Song Luoyang had something big: "Teacher, I didn't do anything."
It's just that I think Mingjin's enlightenment will be easier in the future, and my own knowledge is limited, so I can only seek help from the teacher.
Teacher, I thought I was teaching something very simple, but I didn't know that I just didn't have much ink in my stomach when I said it.
The teacher is very knowledgeable, so it is natural for him to ask you for help.
Wen Wan means that he will need a lot of things to ask Song Luoyang for help in the future.
Song Luoyang was a little disappointed.
But luckily he didn't expect much.
After a long pause, he said, "If you want, I will enlighten them when the time comes."
"Both children are smart and lovely, and if they are carefully cultivated, they will definitely become pillars.
Wen Wancai didn't want her children to study with Song Luoyang.
It's not that Wen Wan has any prejudice against Song Luoyang, on the contrary.
She had great respect for her teacher and as if she were her own father.
But Song Luoyang is not suitable for teaching her son.
Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, Song Luoyang takes the hermit route, and her son can't take the hermit route.
And Ming Rui is obviously going to follow his father's path, Ming Jin doesn't know the future direction for the time being, "Teacher, the child is still young, this matter will be talked about later." ” Song Luoyang didn't force it.
Wen Wan happened to have some questions to ask Song Luoyang for advice.
I asked at the moment, and I recorded it after asking.
That look, very serious.
Seeing that Wen Wan was so modest, Xia Yao interjected on the side with a smile: "County Lord, the enlightenment book you compiled is already very thick.
Ming Jin couldn't take it anymore.
I advise you to prepare these new ones now and bind them as a second book.
"The front book is heavy and heavy, Ming Jin can't hold it, and she has to rely on her mother's help.
Wen Wan thought about it and thought so.
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Song Luoyang sighed: "Enlightenment book, what enlightenment book" Wen Wan explained with a smile: "It's me who recognizes Mingjin's words."
He looked impatiently.
More reluctant to learn.
Those enlightenment books are too boring.
I wasn't bored at Zhuangzi some time ago.
I just thought about getting an enlightenment book by myself and enlightening Ming Jin.
But the effect is not bad, and the stinky boy is very convinced.
"You can't blame Wen Wan for pulling out the seedlings.
Just lay the foundation for the child.
Xia Yao only shook her head at the gentle modesty: "Sir, don't listen to the county lord."
Not only is the effect good, but the effect is very good.
Don't look at Ming Jin is only two years old, but he listens to it with relish.
I thought it was a lot of fun."
Song Luoyang thought that he and Su Qing had always guessed that Wen Wan was compiling a book, but just now Wen Wan flatly denied it and was a little disappointed.
When I heard Xia Yao's words, I was a little excited: "Where is the book, show me."
Show me. ” Wen Wan didn't know why Song Luoyang was excited, so she asked Xia Ying to take the book.
Wen Wan's book is actually not much, only more than 50 kinds of animals and plants, but it is mixed with a large number of illustrations.
And the story.
It adds up to a thick one, and the child is only two years old and will definitely not be able to hold it.
Song Luoyang quickly flipped through the pages.
The more I look at it, the brighter my eyes become, there are many things in it that he told Wen Wan and were written in it by Wen Wan.
But it's very good to be summed up like this.
He said that it was strange for Wen Wan to ask so many questions recently.
It's really a book, such a good book.
Wen Wan looked at this Song Luoyang excitedly. looked at Xia Yao very innocently.
She had already guessed that she had inadvertently done another elegant thing.
Wen Wan touched her face.
Stubbornly said: "Teacher, what's wrong, what's wrong." ” Song Luoyang looked at Wen Wan's scorching heat, and said hurriedly: "Wen Wan, don't do those Lao Shizi business."
In the future, you will write a book, and you will surely be able to live forever.
"Ancient books are full of words.
It's boring and boring, where is it like Wen Wan's enlightenment book, with illustrations, and all kinds of stories extended, many of which are still fables.
Fables have scruples, warnings, and various meanings.
He, an adult, felt very different when he saw it, let alone a child.
As long as the book is sold, it will definitely cause a sensation.
Gentility: Xia Yao saw Wen Wan's innocent expression, lowered her head and snickered.
For Song Luoyang, I once again hope that she will stop doing business and directly devote herself to literary creation in the future.
Wen Wan smiled and said, "I made this book so that Xiaobao can study well in the future."
Where is it worthy of a teacher like you.
She really didn't have any other thoughts, just so that her son could study hard.
Unexpectedly, cough, this time it has to be a talking point again.
Song Luoyang has always regarded Wen Wan as a daughter: "Girl, I don't know how much ink you have."
Look at the fables you wrote, how philosophical they are.
Don't go into any business, it's just a waste of time and your life.
Wen Wan, in the future, you will concentrate on learning, and the teacher really doesn't want to waste your talents. ” Wen Wan sweated violently, "Teacher, let's not sell melons and boast about it."
It's not just a few broken stories, and I'm also talking nonsense.
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Don't take it seriously.
Just a casual graffiti work.
Also, there's a lot more you can help with. ” Song Luoyang rarely took Wen Wan seriously this time, and he must agree to her words gently.
Wen Wan was really complaining in her heart: "Teacher, it's been so many years.
You know I'm not really interested in learning and compiling books.
If it weren't for the sake of creating a good learning atmosphere for Ming Jin this time, where would I have spent so much time doing this.
Teacher, don't embarrass me.
I'm not that material."
Song Luoyang suddenly said gently: "Nonsense, isn't that piece of material able to compile such a good book, this is just your graffiti work, then you will definitely be able to create better books with real intentions, and good books that can be passed down through the ages." ” Wen Wan was helpless, and finally had to come up with a killer idea: "Teacher, if you can tell the emperor's uncle to let me stop doing business, I will listen to you." ” Song Luoyang tightened his hands and made up his mind, deciding to reason with the emperor and move him with affection.
It's not hopeless.
Xia Yao helped on the side: "Sir, the emperor can now make drastic reforms and rectify internal affairs."
Now Daqi is clear inside and outside, and the county lord has made great contributions.
Although the treasury is no longer stretched, the annual expenditure of more than 200,000 troops in the border cities is also staggering.
Sir, are you sure you want the county lord to make books without making money. ” Hearing Xia Yao's words, Song Luoyang died down.
The lunch was very generously prepared.
Song Luoyang sighed while drinking peach blossom wine: "Silly girl, it's a pity." wrote such a good out, but couldn't continue, to do business" If she hadn't made an enlightenment book for her son, who would have known that Wen Wan could write famous articles in addition to writing poems and paintings. is also a graffiti work, and the other self-proclaimed geniuses are all bullshit.
The emperor buried the talent, the emperor buried the gentle peerless talent, Wen Wan sweated: I am all pirated, deceiving the world and stealing fame.
Song Luoyang's words, Ming Rui and Ming Jin both heard it.
Ming Jin didn't react, but Ming Rui was secretly frightened.
Song Luoyang ate and drank to his heart's content, and took the enlightenment book away.
It's not to preemptive, it's just to take it out and send it back in two days.
Regarding the behavior of a robber like Song Luoyang, Wen Wan could only smile helplessly.
Ming Rui asked Xia Yao directly.
Wen Wan told him that in addition to him, the one who can be trusted is Aunt Xia Yao.
Don't reveal too much about the others for the time being: "Aunt Xia Yao, is my mother very talented" If you don't have talent, you can't write such a good book with novel ideas.
Xia Yao nodded: "Well, the county lord is full of talent, and his heart is full of hills."
She is the most talented woman in the world.
He added: "The county lord became famous all over the world at the age of ten." ” Mingrui stood for a long time, and finally asked with difficulty: "I, my mother is the first talented woman in the world" No, in Mingrui's impression, talented women are all arrogant, dustless under their eyes, and their eyes are on the top of their heads.
His mother, he likes to nagging so much, she will be the most talented woman in the world.
Thinking about what Wen Wan told him at the beginning, it is not good for a teenager to become famous.
Could it be that his mother also suffered.
That's why I don't want him to become famous at a young age.
Xia Yao smiled: "Auntie still can't lie to you."
By the way, your master is the first bachelor in the world.
Not to mention anything else, there is no one to compare with Danqing in one hand.
Your mother has learned Mr.
Song's sixty percent heat, and now she uses it to paint your portrait.
Oh, and I've got to draw small animals and plants.
"It's the enlightenment book, and it draws a lot of animals and plants.
Ming Rui muttered: "Not only is she the most talented woman in the world, but she can also help take care of the shop with an annual income of 10 million."
Are they talking about my mother?"
The mother in his memory just likes to think in pieces, and he decides to do it, because his mother can think about it all day.
And he loves to cry very much, crying at every turn.
He always thought that his younger brother Mingjin's love of crying was inherited from his mother.
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