"Sir, don't blame me."

He first gave a polite gift to Fang Zhongyong, and then spoke.

"I have just recorded the Thousand Characters text, and I can recite it without reading it. I feel a little boring if I read it again."

Although I was not conscientious, under the strong request of my clone, I still manually pinched a system for him.

Name: Ye Nan

Bloodline: Human (99%)

Level: 1

Skills: never forget everything (passive), poetry treasure house (passive)

Knowledge: Students (2.333%)

I said that since I want to follow Confucianism and Taoism, there are many things in my memory that will affect the inheritance and need to be removed, and only some famous poems that have never appeared in this world, but are very useful (cheating).

Therefore, many of the memories of the clone were taken away and cleared into the time when they had just traveled through time and had not yet obtained the dimensional sharing group.

The clone himself knew about this, but he was unable to resist and could only write a note to me on his small notebook.

I've recorded this revenge!

There are two other clones who are gloating! When I attain enlightenment in one day, I will be more beautiful than you!

"I will never forget it?"

Fang Zhongyong seemed a little surprised, and subconsciously used force to clench his fist.

Although it is a necessary skill for many geniuses to remember after reading, Fangjia Village is just a small village. After judging more than thirty years, he only produced such a genius boy whom he never remembers, but unexpectedly died halfway.

He didn't think that Ye Nan, who grew up under his nose, was lying to him, and gently patted his shoulder.

"Come with me."

This bamboo house is a school for half-grown children and teenagers in the village, but it is also an insignificant part of Fang Zhongyong's land deed.

Although compared to the expectations of many big names for him, only the scholar-level fame is ruined. But in a small village like Fangjia Village, scholar is a top figure! Even the next village must be respected!

Ye Nan followed him to the Sanjin courtyard behind the bamboo house. It was where he usually reads and writes, and there was a faint fragrance of ink.

There were three acres of land in the distance between several miles. It was early summer, and the green seedlings pulled out of the land were cultivated by Fang Zhongyong himself.

A scholar farms and tells it, it will make people laugh at it, but Fang Zhongyong doesn't care.

Compared to the countless ridicule and blows he suffered from falling from the sky to the ground before, what is the mere land farming?

He took Ye Nan into the house, and Fang Zhongyong wanted to take out a copy of the Analects of Confucius that he had copied from the bookshelf.

But hesitated for a moment, looked back at Ye Nan, moved a few steps away, opened a precious sandalwood box, and used both hands to take out a book that seemed a bit old "The Analects of Confucius" from it.

He gently placed the book on the stone table outside, and the stone table trembled for a moment, then asked Ye Nan to sit down in front of the stone table, pointing to the words on the book, and chanting word by word.

"The Master said: Isn't it a saying to learn and practice it from time to time? Is it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? People don't know but don't be angry, aren't they a gentleman..."

He finished reading the whole chapter of Xueer in one breath, and the loud sound of righteousness came into Ye Nan's ears, just like an old tree taking root and could no longer linger.

Facing Fang Zhongyong's expectant gaze, Ye Nan began to recite, and the sound of the child was crisp and loud.

"The Master said: Isn't it a saying to learn and practice it from time to time..."

From the beginning to the end, when Ye Nan finished reciting "The Master said: Don't worry about not knowing people, but worry about not knowing people." Fang Zhongyong couldn't help but laugh three times.

"Okay, okay! It's really a thing of the past!"

He clearly remembered that he had never taught Ye Nan Xueer. All the children in Fangjia Village were enlightened when they were five or six years old, starting with the Thousand Characters Text.

He looked excited, and even a beard on his chin was about to rise and he said loudly.

"Ye Nan, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"

"gentlemen,"

At this time, Ye Nan possessed the actor, showing the ignorance and innocence of a little brat.

"Does Cong Sheng behave like his seventy-two disciples?"

“That’s right.”

Fang Zhongyong stroked his beard, suppressed his tumultuous mood, and wanted to maintain his own style in front of his future disciples.

"Although I am just a scholar and cannot become your true master, being a teacher is enough! If you have not let my expectations down within seven years, I will give up my old face and find you a good master. Don't let you follow in my footsteps!"

Plan to pass!

The reason why he wanted to reincarnate into this small Fangjia Village instead of directly getting into the belly of a great scholar and high-ranking official was originally planned by Ye Nan.

With the resources of great scholars and senior officials plus Ye Nan's talent, their cultivation will definitely be able to jump up in a short period of time, and they may even become the "saint" of this world at the age of twenty.

Although such a "saint" is very powerful in this world, it is not the strongest, and it is not taken seriously by Ye Nan.

After all, the Confucian and Taoist world. So-called:

When God is about to give a great responsibility to this man, he must first suffer his mind and mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and lose his body, and act and disturb his actions. Therefore, he will be moved and endure his nature and will be able to do what he cannot do.

He had a feeling that it was impossible for him to be the strongest person, and there would be a lot of things missing.

Only by becoming the protagonist and going through eighty-one difficulties like Tang Monk can you finally achieve the right result.

Ye Nan's body has a secret, and his enemies are very powerful.

Fang Zhongyong has been plotted against and has a life-and-death enemy.

His good friend, a high-ranking official surnamed Wang, also had great trouble later.

So after choosing this body, there is no shortage of enemies and difficulties. From the lowest-level peasant origin, step by step to the peak, it is a complete template for the protagonist!

Therefore, facing Fang Zhongyong's olive branch, Ye Nan said nothing, bowed his head and bowed three times in a row, and then snatched the ground with his head and couldn't afford it.

"Student Ye Nan, pay homage to the teacher!"

“Great kindness!”

Fang Zhongyong shouted happily, and made a loud sound like a sword, helping Ye Nan up from the ground.

"After going back, let your uncle prepare the Shu Xiu. I will inform Li Zhenghe Village Old Man and write to the two friends. On an auspicious day, I will give you a ceremony to apprenticeship!"

Of course, the slander that Fang Zhongyong mentioned could not have been a profound apprenticeship after various misinterpretations.

At this time, the official slaughter is ten pieces of jerky meat. Even poor families can squeeze out their efforts.

If it really doesn't work, it's OK to reduce the number of points.

Ye Nan's father didn't know who he was, but only knew his surname was Ye. His mother had severe bleeding after giving birth and did not survive. She was led by her uncle and aunt.

What's even more terrible is that except for the man named Ye Nan and the woman named Ye Nan, his mother left nothing, and there was no jade pendant or immortality lock as a token, and his identity became a mystery.

When Ye Nan and his uncle Fang Hu told him that Fang Zhongyong wanted to accept him as his disciple, Fang Hu was shocked.
Chapter completed!