The escape system takes me to dig for treasures

The old man opened the door and let them in, and took the three of them to a bamboo house. There was only one table inside. On the table were pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and the paper was blank.

When Jiang Li and the three of them sat down side by side at the table, the old man brought three pieces of paper and gave each of the two children a blank paper, but the paper given to Jiang Li had content written on it.

Jiang Li picked up the book in front of him and saw that it was for him to compose a poem.

Writing poetry, isn’t that easy? As a time-travelling person, writing poetry is a fundamental thing!

Jiang Li picked up the brush and wrote in a frame, writing about flowers, writing about cursive, writing about white clouds, sunset and bright moon.

Who hasn’t memorized a few ancient poems before traveling through time?

"The bright moon scares the magpies on the other branches, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night."

"April in the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temples begin to bloom."

Here Jiang Lei is working hard on writing. Who would dare to think that after traveling through time, she would have to write ancient poems silently.

The two children next to her, Jiang Baishu, looked at the pen and didn't know how to hold it, so they imitated Jiang Li's posture of holding the pen.

On the contrary, it was Tieniu, the youngest, but the most correct way to hold a pen.

Although the old man thinks he is knowledgeable, he can't figure out the reason for this.

Jiang Baishu looked at Sister A. Should he write with Sister A? The words written by my sister look so complicated. There are so many strokes in each word, which is very difficult to write.

He turned his head and looked at Tieniu, while Tieniu looked up at the old man in front of him.

The old man first asked: "Do you know any words? If so, write them down on paper. The more, the better."

Tieniu soon began to draw, but intermittently, while Jiang Baishu started painting exactly like Tieniu, and the painting was crooked.

The old man saw it and didn't stop it.

After the three of them finished writing, they all breathed a sigh of relief when they put down their pens.

The old man collected the papers of the three of them, and when he saw that Jiang Li's paper was full of writing (a product of exam-oriented education, writing more would be sympathetic), his eyes suddenly lit up.

The writing is not very good, but the verses are amazing! Absolutely!

He excitedly walked towards Jiang Li. Before he could ask, Jiang Li was excited and said immediately: "This is not my poem. I saw it from an orphan book. I can't compose poetry." I am just a porter of poems.

The old man was not disappointed. He just couldn't compose poetry. He didn't expect it to be a poem written by Jiang Li.

Who is a good person who can write ten poems in two quarters of an hour?

But this did not prevent the old man from smiling, and asked with a somewhat embarrassed smile: "I wonder if I can borrow this orphan copy to read?"

Jiang Li touched her nose in embarrassment, "This is really unfortunate. The original copy was lost when our family fled the famine, but I still remember most of the poems in it. If you don't mind, Master, I will copy a copy for you later. "

"Of course this is excellent." The old man's attitude became much kinder. "My surname is Xu. Just call me Master Xu."

"Master Xu, then I will go home and prepare some paper, ink, pen and inkstone for my brother, and send him to school tomorrow. What do you think?"

Jiang Lei asked tentatively, "When the copy is finished in a few days, and he comes to school, I will ask him to bring it to you."

"The younger one is okay. It meets the enrollment requirements of our school. The foundation of the older one is too poor. I can barely accept it. But I need to practice more in private. After half a year, if I can't memorize the Three Character Sutra, there will be nothing I can do."

Master Xu almost didn't say that, if it weren't for the sake of your ability to copy and copy books, you would not be able to accept such a bad student.

"We must study hard when we go back."

Jiang Li promised, pushing Jiang Baishu and asking him to make his own promise.

After finally handing Shu Xiu over, the elder and two younger ones came out.

Jiang Li's whole body was tense, and it wasn't until she came out that the two burdens on her shoulders were relieved.

When I walked out of the door, I remembered, wouldn't Tieniu have to be picked up by Xie Kui? Why did you pay the repair fee?

Moreover, didn't Pork Chen, the owner of the pork stall, say that repairs cost two hundred cents a month? How to charge half a tael of silver from their family? Two children are one tael of silver a month.

Or, write poetry? Pork Chen doesn’t look like someone who can compose poetry!

Jiang Li was suddenly filled with doubts, and turned to look at the plaque on the door, Mingjing Academy, that's right!

Forget it, Jiang Li shook her head, just go to school.

In the bamboo house, Master Xu held the piece of paper and babbled attentively. When he read a sentence, he couldn't help but exclaim, "What a poem! What a poem!"

Fortunately, Lao Jiang didn't come today, so he took his place, otherwise he wouldn't be the one who got this unique copy now.

Jiang Li took the two of them to buy two sets of pens, ink, paper and inkstones, as well as two three-character classics.

When he got the book and saw that Jiang Baishu couldn't read, Tieniu looked mean and shook his head, "In the beginning, human nature is good. Nature is similar, habits are far apart!"

Seeing his arrogant expression, Jiang Baishu ignored him and opened the book to read the words.

But after listening to it for a while, I realized something was wrong. Why did this sound so familiar? There were only about twenty words in this paragraph, so why did I repeat it so many times?

"Tieniu, it's time to continue reading," Jiang Baishu pointed out.

Tieniu was black and his big round eyes were a little erratic, looking around, but not looking at Jiang Baishu.

He won’t be able to read the next words either!

He could memorize these few sentences that were originally meant to show off to him, and he didn't even know how many times he had been hit on his little palm.

Seeing that Tieniu didn't answer, Jiang Baishu recited silently on the carriage.

When you encounter a character you don't know, ask Tieniu, "Tieniu, how do you pronounce this character? Is it jiao?"

Then Tieniu started to memorize it again from "The Beginning of Man". While memorizing, he pointed at the words in the book one by one, until he memorized "Zi Bu Jiao", and then nodded, "Yes, it means reading to teach." !”

How much older is Jiang Baishu than Tieniu? Although he has never studied and has not yet been enlightened, his memory and understanding are obviously better.

By the time the carriage returned to the entrance of the small courtyard, Jiang Baishu was almost able to carry it on his back, but Tieniu was worried.

When I got home, I got off the carriage and ran immediately to the house to ask Xie Kui to teach him how to recite.

Xie Kui looked up at the sky. The sun didn't come out in the west today.

Although it was his first contact with Tieniu during his escape, he had often heard Tieniu's father say in the military camp that the children at home were difficult to teach.

They also advised not to use the method of raising soldiers in a military camp to raise children.

Unexpectedly, the child who caused his father so much distress would now consciously want to study.

Thinking of this, Xie Kui suddenly felt melancholy in his heart. It would be great if Tieniu's father was still here.

He shook his head to get rid of his depressed mood.

Xie Kui didn't know how to teach children, but he still knew the words. What's more, Tieniu had to learn it by himself now. The two children sat next to Xie Kui eagerly, listening to Xie Kui's words.

The concentration of energy made Xie Kui very nervous.