Chapter 37

"What's the matter?" Lin Xuan asked.

Yang Wencheng pointed to the finger painting scroll and said, "this painting scroll is a congenital artifact of our literature and Taoism."

"It is said that this painting volume was created by a quasi holy place more than 30000 years ago. It contains a congenital holy popularity and can nourish an entire academy."

Lin Xuan nodded: "do you want to activate this saint's popularity?"

According to Yang Wencheng, this holy popularity is like the spiritual pulse that nourishes the sect.

Once activated, it can provide a steady stream of holy popularity to the whole Academy.

It is not only conducive to the literary and Taoist practice of all people in the Academy, but also increase the prestige and heritage of the Academy.

You know, in the immortal world.

A congenital spiritual pulse can even support a millennium or ten thousand year door.

This shows how attractive this congenital saint is.

"Nothing can be concealed from the emperor," said Yang Wencheng respectfully.

"In order to test the literary and Taoist talents of later generations, the prospective Saint set up an obstacle on the picture scroll."

"Only according to the content of the picture scroll and the best words and sentences on the title can this picture scroll be activated!"

"It's a pity that I have little talent and learning. I've studied it for 200 years and haven't solved it."

"Today is also cheeky. I want to ask emperor Fu, your literary saint, to help crack it!"

Lin Xuan smiled at the speech: "it's a piece of cake."

In his mind, he quickly searched the descriptions in xuanjue Tianshu related to the scenery in the painting.

Yang Wencheng was overjoyed when he heard the speech, and the emperor nodded. That means that the matter can be done 100%!

He took out his brush and handed it respectfully: "emperor, please!"

Lin Xuan picked up his brush and wrote twelve big characters on the picture.

Beixuan scenery, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow!

Twelve words fell, and the whole picture suddenly burst into a golden light.

A strong innate saint's popularity turns into dense seven color clouds in mid air.

Vast and mighty, if forever.

Seeing this, Yang Wencheng was so excited that he saluted Lin Xuan three times in a row.

"Seconds! It's seconds!"

"The twelve words of emperor Fu are really magnificent, magnificent and gorgeous to the extreme!"

Yang Wencheng was full of admiration.

When the female emperor chose her husband, she really knew the Pearl with her eyes.

The emperor's husband is so talented that the female emperor must also feel that it is most appropriate for him to educate his children. It's just that it's hard to speak because of his friendship.

It seems that I really came to the right place today.

Both complied with the female emperor's mind and resigned from the post of teacher.

With the help of emperor Fu, he succeeded in gaining innate Saint popularity.

This trip is really killing two birds with one stone!

Thinking of this, Yang Wencheng turned and left with a picture in his hand.

He wanted to hang this scroll in the Academy he had created immediately.

Let all the disciples of the Academy admire Lin Xuan's twelve character golden words.

As for Lin Xuan's crooked font, it can be ignored.

In the light of the colorful holy light, the words he wrote have a sense of returning to nature and being as skillful as clumsy.

In Yang Wencheng's opinion, perhaps at the level of literary saint, the words written are so unfathomable.

Seeing that Yang Wencheng hurried away without even calling, Lin Xuan couldn't help shaking his head and smiling.

Unexpectedly, a sentence written down casually made Yang Wencheng feel like a treasure.

For his sake of educating the children, give him a gift.

"Wow, daddy is so powerful!"

"Dad can be a teacher for teachers, so I'll call dad old teacher!"

Xuanzhu clapped their hands happily, and their eyes were full of excited brilliance.

Xuanhan is suddenly whimsical and gives Lin Xuan a new name.

Lin Xuan spoiled and scraped Xuanhan's nose: "baby, aren't you afraid to call your father old if you call him old teacher?"

"Will you?" Xuanhan immediately showed a nervous look and tilted his head. "Dad is Dad. Even if he becomes a teacher, he is still our dad!"

"Well said, how clever!" Lin Xuan spoiled and kissed the little girl's fleshy face.

"Dad, you have to kiss us, too!"

Xuanzhu, xuanxi and Xuanyou point to their faces one after another.

"Good!"

Of course, Lin Xuan has to satisfy his daughters one by one.

After kissing, Lin Xuan is ready to give her daughters a class.

With the mysterious heavenly book, the knowledge reserve in his mind can be called abnormal.

It covers everything from astronomy and geography to local conditions and customs.

It can be said that there is no one who knows everything.

In the face of his four smart daughters, he has full confidence to cultivate them into a little wisdom star with a wide range of ideas.

In order to facilitate the class, Lin Xuan specially asked his servant to find the Royal craftsman and made a blackboard with the best nanmu.

Seeing Lin Xuan's wonderful ideas, not only the servants and craftsmen praised his wisdom.

The little girls, even more interested, chattered around the blackboard for a long time.

Next, Lin Xuan used the blackboard to write on it and teach them knowledge.

Inadvertently, an hour has passed, and the little girl is still interested.

They found that what dad taught was really interesting and much more attractive than teacher Taifu's.

However, after such a long time, the little girls are a little tired.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan asked them to have a rest and eat some cakes and fruits brought up by the servant.

While the other three sisters were eating, xuanxi secretly came to Lin Xuan.

Mysteriously took out a piece of paper and showed it to Lin Xuan.

"Dad, how do you read this word?"

Lin Xuan looked down and said three dirt on it.

Lin Xuan smiled: "this word reads' shake '."

"Oh, oh!" xuanxi nodded.

Seeing that the little girl looked a little unusual, Lin Xuan asked, "can't you remember what the word is?"

Xuanxi showed a little shyness and nodded: "yes, teacher Taifu taught me several times before, but I will soon forget."

"Sister and sister, they can remember all at once, only I always forget!"

She held Lin Xuan's arm innocently: "Dad, am I more stupid than them?"

"Of course not!" Lin Xuan rubbed her little head, "you are all as smart!"

He understood that xuanxi had a little inferiority complex because she couldn't remember the word.

"Then why do I always forget?" xuanxi blinked.

With the perfect dad tutorial, Lin Xuan certainly knows the reason!

He said gently, "in fact, every child can't remember words at the stage of word recognition."

"But dad has a magical way to make you never forget."

Through the tutorial, he knows.

If children want to master literacy skills faster, they must not teach rigidly.

The best way is to teach in fun.

Deepen their memory with vivid stories or children's songs.

"Dad, tell me quickly!" xuanxi couldn't wait.

Lin Xuan said with a smile, "this is a children's song. You sing it with your father!"

With that, he began to sing the adapted children's songs.

"Shake, shake, shake, shake to grandma bridge."

"Grandma bridge, three piles of soil, shake with me."

"I asked her what her name was, and her name was also shaking."

Xuanxi sang along once, and his eyes brightened: "three piles of soil, also called shaking!"

"Yes, that's what it means." Lin Xuan asked, "can you remember it now?"

"Of course!" xuanxi immediately adapted the children's song for another long time, word for word.

Ding!

At this time, the mechanical sound of the system sounds.

"You taught your second daughter to remember a new word, reward: chaotic holy body!"