At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

After Chang He thanked Xie Yuheng, he looked at Si Yuan dumbfounded and said:

"Sir, Chang He knows that Tinghou is a genius, why don't you eat first?"

Only then did Si Yuandao come back from his excitement and his old face turned red.

It’s over, I don’t know if my tall image in the hearts of my disciples has been damaged.

Turning sideways and asking Chang He to put his face on the table, Si Yuandao pretended to be calm and said, "Well, you are very knowledgeable. Do you plan to give it a try next year?"

Xie Yuheng looked at his husband's expression and laughed hard in his heart. He also pretended to be serious and said:

"You can give it a try. It will just happen that you end up with your brothers, so as not to have to find someone to guarantee you. But... Yu Heng's handwriting is not very nice."

As for the word "disciple" being ugly, Si Yuandao did some mental construction and looked at the paper in his hand. I couldn't help but roar in my heart: Isn't this good-looking? This is a dog crawl!

Si Yuandao's eyes darkened and he held his forehead, he could only comfort himself. Everyone has strengths and weaknesses.

He tilted his head and told Chang He: "Go and get Mr. Ouyang's copybook."

Xie Yuheng lowered his head and wrote another word.

It’s okay, it’s a bit ugly, but you can all recognize the words.

I also remembered that one of Chen Qiu's guards was good at calligraphy. Could it be that everyone in this dynasty was good at calligraphy?

That's not right either. What the second brother wrote is almost the same as hers.

After a cup of tea, Xie Yuheng took the copybook from Chang He.

After flipping through it, I found it was a very standard European regular script.

"If you are dismissed next year, you must seize the time to practice your calligraphy in these seven months. Otherwise, no matter how good your answers are, it will be in vain."

"The imperial examination is all about a pavilion system to facilitate the examiner's marking, but there is no need for personal style."

Si Yuandao finished the last bite of noodles and continued: "Tomorrow, I will give you a test paper. Just see where your knowledge is weak and make up for it."

"Thank you sir."

Xie Yuheng hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, after Yuheng finishes the test paper, can he show it to his brothers?"

After Si Yuandao finished drinking the noodle soup, he wiped his beard and said, "What's the point? If they don't understand something, come and ask me." Anyway, teaching one person is teaching, and teaching two people is also teaching.

Xie Yuheng's eyes were as bright as stars. After thanking his husband, he went out with the copybook to discuss building a new house with Mr. Liu.

......

The moon is like silver, the sky is like water, and the rain is falling behind the curtain, and the fragrance of flowers is falling.

At midnight, the Xie family, which had been bustling all night, finally calmed down.

Here, scholar Chang He and Xie Mingcheng share a room.

According to Chang He's thinking, how could a servant sleep with his master? He could just sleep on the adult's bed and stool.

The old lady of the Xie family couldn't bear it and said that he was still a child and she had to let him sleep with Tinghou's second brother.

Chang He, who was already huddled against the wall, thought about sleeping in the woodshed tomorrow.

The sleeping position of this second young master is really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Just as Chang He was about to close his eyes, Xie Mingcheng turned over and kicked him again.

Chang He: Sir, my life is not long.

Let's talk about Xie Yuheng's side. After everyone fell asleep, they jumped into the space.

I moved a set of tables and chairs and placed them in the spiritual field. There was nothing I could do except that time flowed faster in the field.

One night outside, one month in the field.

Zhuque stood at the edge of the field and looked at Xie Yuheng's desperate posture. Said: "You are trying too hard."

Xie Yuheng was studying ink and looking through the copybooks. road:

"The ancients are not stupider than the people of later generations. I am just relying on living one more life. How can I compare with the real geniuses in our country if we are not diligent?"

In this way, the days passed day by day, listening to Si Yuandao's lectures during the day, and going into space to become the King of Volume at night.

Autumn passes and winter comes, and it’s the end of the year again.

Today is Laba, so it’s time to go home. It is also the day of the Xie family’s housewarming party.

"Let me talk about the Xie family. Ever since our son Yu Heng was born, our life has become more and more prosperous."

Mrs. Shi looked at the three courtyards in wonder and was just taken around by Mr. Qian. It's so big that you can't tell where it is.

Zhao Hongmei tucked her broken hair behind her ears and showed off: "Of course, the head of my Xie family is naturally very powerful."

Si Yuandao sat on the stone bench under the tree, listening to the praises of the guests, he felt proud.

To say that he is a disciple, he has a brilliant mind.

The dog crawling hand calligraphy has also improved rapidly. It took me only five months to practice calligraphy, but it seems like I have been practicing it for three or four years.

Chang He held a bag of popcorn and took a bite. As soon as I passed through the east corner gate, I saw my master sitting in the shadow under the tree.

not good! Chang He turned around to leave.

"Chang He, where are you going?"

Si Yuandao called out to him. This kid was sneaky. Don't think he didn't see it because of his old eyesight!

Chang He smiled uglier than crying, turned around, and called out in frustration, "Sir."

Si Yuandao waved to him and said, "You are so sensible, kid. I also know that your adults are hungry, so bring some snacks."

Chang He gave the popcorn he just got from the second young master to his lord with a sad face.

This popcorn was just made by the young master yesterday. It takes ten furnaces to make four furnaces. It is mainly used for banquets in the front yard.

Chang He, who was completely robbed, sighed: "Sir, I understand what the young master said.

"Anyone who praises you for being sensible is probably trying to take advantage of you, and the remaining 20% ​​is just a pretentious comment." "

"The little guy makes a lot of lies, but what he said is correct."

Si Yuandao happily grabbed a handful of popcorn and threw it into his mouth, then turned around and sent Chang He to the front yard to see when the banquet would start.

.....

At noon, Xie Yuheng looked at the crowded front yard, with some temporary tables set up outside the door.

Fortunately, I discussed with my husband last night and added fifty more tables to the original one. Otherwise, we would have to drive the guests away now, which would be unseemly.

When the play ends, the actors leave the stage.

Xie Yuheng took the stage with his homemade paper trumpet.

"The house has auspicious clouds supporting the Beidou, the building is auspicious and reflects the morning sun, and the curtain door is happy to move into a new home. Thank you to all the folks and friends who came to congratulate you despite your busy schedule."

Xie Yuheng bowed his hands in front of the audience, and everyone stood up to return the salute.

Some new friends and businessmen who came just a little bit later asked the people around them in a low voice, puzzled, "Why is it that a little baby is talking at the Xie family's housewarming party?"

The man looked at the wealthy businessman in disbelief and said in surprise: "Don't you know, that is the Marquis of Qinghe Ting and the head of the Xie family. Who can say that he can't speak?"

The wealthy businessman who figured it out had two drops of sweat falling on his forehead in the middle of winter.

He hurriedly thanked him and said, "I am from Kuaiji (ji) County in Yangzhou. I only went to the neighboring Changsha County to do business two months ago. I don't know much about Nan County. Thank you for informing me." Fortunately, I didn't offend the noble man.

The man wanted to show off his 'knowledge', but he saw Tinghou holding up the strange thing again and quickly shut up.

"In addition to the joy of moving into a new house today, I have something else to share with you."

Someone in the audience said loudly: "But Xie's Academy?"

A smile spread across Xie Yuheng's lips, and he said forcefully, "Exactly."