It was another class morning, and Fang Chen brought Li Tai and his companion Yan Wuyou to the Tai Chi Palace. At this time, Li Yuan was giving instructions everywhere, arranging for people to arrange seats.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Li Yuan said cheerfully: "Today I will teach you the six arts of a gentleman, calligraphy!"

Calligraphy? Calligraphy? When he heard these two words, Fang Chen was a little confused. He had never touched them before. If he was given a brush, it would be good if he could write a word that others knew.

"You kid, don't take it to heart. Do you know why this book ranks among the six arts of a gentleman?"

Fang Chen was surprised and said: "Is there any metaphor in this?"

"Huh, traitor, listen up! Books are used for writing, calligraphy, and literacy. In ancient times, people entered school at the age of eight. Therefore, Zhou Guan Bao was in charge of Guozi and taught six books: pictogram, pictogram, pictogram, onomatopoeia, transfer note, and false borrowing. , the foundation of Chinese characters!”

Fang Chen thought he was just practicing calligraphy? He didn't expect that it also included the ability to create characters. On the contrary, he was a little curious and couldn't help but ask: "May I ask, sir, how to interpret the pictograms?"

Li Yuan nodded with satisfaction. What he likes most about this child is that he is eager to learn. Unfortunately, he has his own insistence on calligraphy and does not want to touch it.

Li Yuan didn't know that this matter had another meaning. When Fang Chen was a child, every stroke of his handwriting came from his mother's teachings.

No one knows how a woman who is accustomed to calligraphy can learn to write with hard pen again, and how much hardship she has to endure.

He wanted to keep the few memories in his heart and never erase them easily.

"Yu'er, calligraphy can identify people's nature. A good calligrapher must cultivate his mind and character. If he is a sinister person, his character is difficult to determine, and he will not be able to practice good calligraphy."

"Sir, what should I do if there are exceptions?"

"Kill! Those who are exceptional are definitely treacherous and evil people. If they are left behind, there will be endless troubles."

The Li family's bad habit of killing is innate. From Li Shimin to Li Yuan, everyone went on a killing spree just because they disagreed.

Fang Chen didn't think about it. He seemed to be the same way. He was extremely domineering in his heart, but he only appeared peaceful in front of his family.

After finishing the six books, Li Yuan taught calligraphy again. This time, Fang Chen didn't want to continue learning.

"Sir, what students want to learn is calligraphy among the six arts, not calligraphy!"

Li Yuan had no choice but to follow Fang Chen's wish. If there was a chance in the future, he could always make this kid willing to learn.

"Well, come here first. After bringing you lunch, I will teach you the last of the six arts of a gentleman, number, which is also called arithmetic."

Fang Chen then shook his head, "I know this, sir, why don't you teach me something else?"

"You know how? Pingyang has never learned it, who will teach you? Could it be that you have read "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" and studied "The Book of Changes"?"

The Book of Changes? Isn't it just about arithmetic? I have memorized the multiplication table. What is the relationship between the Book of Changes and arithmetic? Fang Chen really didn't know that numbers in the Six Arts not only mean mathematics, but also humanistic changes and the response to nature.

When Fang Chen first knew about it, he was very suspicious that all the fortune tellers in the Tang Dynasty came to tell fortunes because they failed in the imperial examination. By the way! The imperial examination in the early Tang Dynasty seemed to have not been perfected, and so far they had only learned a framework from the Sui Dynasty. That’s all.

But the current situation is a bit embarrassing. You can't really say that you know it, right? What if Li Yuan asks a question and he can't answer it, how embarrassing would it be?

"Sir, I'm hungry!"

Well, Li Yuan kept all other questions in his stomach, "Damn slave, why don't you go prepare meals for my beloved disciple?"

The chamberlain hurriedly ran to make arrangements. Li Tai, who was next to him, squeezed to Fang Chen and asked, "Second brother, have you really studied the Book of Changes and Jiu Zhang arithmetic?"

Fang Chen shook his head hastily, "No."

Li Tai's suspicious gaze rested on him for a full six seconds, "What's for lunch today?"

Fang Chen was ashamed. This little pig almost thought he had discovered something.

"I don't know either. Let's look at the arrangements in the imperial dining room."

"Second brother, can you let them do something special tonight?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"That...popped...popcorn last time?"

It was the kind made from popping rice. Because there were no cigarettes in Datang and I couldn't drink at this age, I often made snacks. I didn't expect that Li Taike would remember it.

"Why don't you just send someone to tell me?"

Li Tai snorted: "Who else can appoint your two cooks besides you? The other cooks wouldn't dare to cook without their instructions!"

Fang Chen smiled bitterly, "How about I just let someone else arrange it?"

Li Tai then nodded with satisfaction. The world is huge and eating well is the most important thing. Food and food are the only things you can't live up to!

As the days passed, Fang Chen continued to make progress and grow.

The etiquette of the Tang Dynasty has been engraved in his heart, and he has a clearer understanding and understanding of how to deal with people in this era.

About seven months later, winter turned to spring, spring disappeared and summer solstice came. On the day when summer was about to turn to autumn, a piece of news shocked the entire Tang Dynasty. There was a severe drought this year and the harvest was cut in half!

Not only that, the Guanzhong prefectures even stated that locusts were raging.

At the same time, Empress Changsun was about to give birth. Fang Chen and Li Tai had been accompanying her almost every day these days, never leaving her, for fear that the Empress would make any mistake.

Above the court, Li Shimin had several lines on the corner of his eyebrows. The official documents these days kept people awake at night, and he was really a little flustered.

The locust plague covered 13 state capitals and killed nearly 400,000 people. Although he had planned in advance, he still didn't expect that when the attack came, he would still be unable to bear it.

"Your Majesty, the Liang division refused to surrender to the Tang Dynasty, and even took advantage of the severe drought to lead troops to invade Lingzhou again. The defender, Lin Xingcan, led troops to resist desperately and forced them to retreat!"

"How many casualties?"

"Your Majesty, Lin Xingcan, the defender of Lingzhou, said in the letter that not even one out of ten of the five thousand defenders is left!"

"This is unreasonable, Chai Shao! Xue Wanche!"

The two of them came out of the queue and knelt down on one knee, "I'm here!"

"Lead 30,000 troops and get me Liang Shidu's head!"

"My lord, please obey your order!"

Chai Shao and Xue Wanche received the order, and Li Jing on the side hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, Master Liang are all Turkic lackeys, so we have to guard against them!"

A sinister smile flashed across Li Shimin's face, "It's a simple matter. If they dare to send troops, I will cut off the business!"

Fang Chen's "pig-raising" plan was proceeding in an orderly manner. Nowadays, the Turks' treatment of the Tang Dynasty was much more peaceful than friendly.

The snow-capped mountains last year were unbearable, but this year we didn’t see any troops coming.

In addition to Li Shimin, there were also major aristocratic families who were involved in this matter. They were all talking with joy. There were too many Turkic horses, cattle and sheep! In just half a year, Li Shimin obtained nearly 8,000 horses, not counting cattle and sheep.

Its number.

After thinking about it, Li Shimin felt that it was not stable, so he said again: "Qin Qiong!"

"I'm here!" Qin Qiong hurriedly stepped out of the queue.

"Lead 10,000 men to garrison Lingzhou to guard against Turks coming for reinforcements!"

"My lord, I obey the order!"

Originally, this matter should not be Qin Qiong's fault. After all, Qin Qiong was already unblockable. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that Li Shimin had other plans.

"Your Majesty, it's not good, the Queen is about to give birth!"

Liu Sancheng ran into the palace in a panic. Li Shimin immediately got up and shouted: "Dismiss the court!"

The officials have not retreated, so they still have to wait for news.

For example, more than ten people from high lords, such as Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, etc., had already followed Li Shimin and rushed to the harem.

When they arrived at Kunning Palace, Fang Chen was shouting outside the door.

"Wash it with boiling water before giving it to the queen. If anything goes wrong, I can't get around you!"
Chapter completed!