Because it is a dragon and phoenix fetus, An Yijing looks very similar to An Yijie, with the same slender eyebrows and snow-white skin, but the boy looks like this, and it is inevitable that he will have a sense of winning and weakening. Fortunately, his waist is straight and his steps are light, and it seems that even if he doesn't work hard, he has also practiced martial arts.

It looks like a weak person. An Yixin thought evil in her heart.

After An Yijing saluted the old lady, she didn't make a noise with her sisters, but immediately looked at Shen Yu, constantly looking up and down, her eyes curious and critical, "You are the little genius who started reading before he could speak?" ”

This look, this tone, how can it be like finding fault with Chengxin? An Yixin secretly wondered, why did Shen Yu offend him when he came to Lu Mansion for the first time?

An Yixin wondered why An Yijing wanted to find Shen Yu's stubble as soon as they met, Shen Yu himself was not strange at all, he was the only son of the martial saint, but he loved to read since he was a child. The martial saint devoted himself to training, and since he was three years old, he has taken him to study everywhere and has seen many great Confucians. The great Confucians praised him and praised him as a genius.

Sometimes the great Confucian boasted that people couldn't be contained, once Shen Yu was arguing with a certain great Confucian, the great Confucian appreciated it, and gave a lesson to the disciples who listened to the lecture next to him, saying that their age was to live to a dog, and their knowledge was not as good as a three-year-old baby.

So secretly, Shen Yu was not less sarcastic and sarcastic by those Confucian disciples.

Maybe someone who was scolded as a dog at that time was An Yijing's mentor.

Just think he's looking for a place for the master. Dad said that he had just become a martial saint, and there were always people who came to challenge, so it was good to be convinced. Shen Yu thought in his heart, and glanced at An Yijing as if he was looking at a junior.

Although he was not tall enough and had to hold his head high to look at each other, his gaze was clearly condescending.

"I've written five thousand words." Stimulated by this glance, An Yijing raised her voice and said loudly.

Shen Yu looked at him and waited for him to continue.

"A five-thousand-word strategy," An Yijing crossed her fingers and compared, "My father said it was good after reading it." ”

"I think you are also lacking in talent, and you can write strategies, poems, songs, miscellaneous, and historical biography must not be able to get started." Shen Yu commented seriously.

The little face like a pink ball, the little red lips, and the cute little doll, the words that come out are like a white-bearded Confucian who is full of poetry and books.

An Yijing's face instantly turned red.

An Shouhe also took him to visit several Confucians in the capital, and they all praised him for his intelligence and understanding, but after Daddy asked a few more words, the Confucians would add a few more sentences, which meant that the noble son was still young and had not yet reached Cheng Dù, who could read a wide range of books, so Daddy asked him to specialize in strategy theory, and nothing else began to study. I didn't expect this little kid to say anything.

"And what have you written?" An Yijing asked, her eyes staring at Shen Yu tightly, scorching. This little kid, no matter how talented he is, has only been able to read since he was a milk baby, and even if he can read, it is impossible for him to start learning to write articles.

"Last year in Shandong, a lot of ancient scrolls were found in the wall of the teacher's house, and I helped to sort them out, and later wrote a "Supplement to Ancient Etiquette". The teacher said that he wanted to engrave and publish, but I don't know if there are any bookstores in the capital that sell them now? Shen Yu said lightly.

That calm face and unmoving look actually looked like Lu Yunshen. An Yixin stood in the corner, looking at Shen Yu, and couldn't help but be secretly amused.

An Yijing was taken aback, just yesterday, the superintendent was holding a copy of the "Ancient Etiquette Addendum" and asked everyone to study it carefully.

"You're a jadeless child? You wrote that book? An Yijing shouted. That tone, if he hadn't remembered that Shen Yu was the son of a martial saint, words like bragging, lying, and farting would have been called out a long time ago.

"The little junior brother's bedroom in Wusheng Villa is called Wuyuzhai." Lu Yunshen said.

An Yijing glared at Shen Yu, still not believing it, but even if this little kid bragged, would Cousin Yun Shen help him brag?

The doubts in his heart flashed, but they were immediately put aside by An Yijing, how could this little kid have already written a book, and it was engraved and printed, and the superintendent still held this book for the students of the whole academy to study carefully. How can a little kid, like a meat bun, be smarter than himself?

"Since you wrote it, then you can recite a few sentences to me." An Yijing stared at Shen Yu tightly, and there was even a hint of resentment in her eyes.

It seems that this An Yijing, even if she is smart and studious and good at reading, but her personality is too extreme, and she only knows the famous saying that she is competitive and competitive, and she must memorize when she enters school, 'There must be my teacher in a threesome's line.' It seems that I didn't take it to heart at all! An Yixin thought in her heart, so she saw Shen Yu glance at An Yijing lightly, turned to the old lady and arched her hand, "Old lady, the eldest lady called us home for dinner!" ”

An Yixin almost burst out laughing.

"Oh. Then you eat some sugar walnuts and go. The old lady said, picked up the sugar jar and was about to stuff it into Shen Yu's hand.

What a kind old lady. An Yixin said with a smile in her heart.

An Yijing snatched the sugar jar.

"You want to eat too?" The old lady's eyes widened and she looked at An Yijing in surprise, "I remember that you don't like to eat walnuts, when did you love to eat them again?" It's good for children to eat more walnuts. You didn't like to eat before, I didn't say much about you, but now that you love to eat, you have to remember to eat three a day, more is not good, less is not good, walnuts are a good thing...... "Balabala."

The room was full of people pursed their lips so that they didn't laugh.

The old lady was so bright and clear-sighted that she could see and hear what was happening in front of her eyes, and she didn't figure out the situation, just because she hadn't heard or seen it at all. She has a kind of miraculous skill, and when she encounters a topic she doesn't like, although she still sits there with a smile on her face, she can not listen or watch. Now she has finally found a topic she likes, and she can finally talk about it properly. And these juniors have always liked to listen to themselves the most, and every time they start speaking, they listen attentively.

The old lady spoke more energetically.

Shen Yu smiled and quietly glanced at Lu Yunshen. Big brother, is this really your own grandmother?

Lu Yun was silent, yes, always has been. She has another trump card that you haven't seen yet!

Shen Yu smiled sweetly at the old lady. It's okay to be stupid, just hurt me.

Although An Yijing snatched the sugar pot, the old lady was stunned and did not intend to take it back for him.

However, An Yijing is her own grandson, and she is just a junior who meets for the first time, so she can't ask too much.

When the old lady finished talking about the benefits of eating walnuts at length, and also talked about eating more fruits and vegetables, no sugar and less salt are healthier, An Yixin felt that she had become a modern aunt and was about to stand up and call everyone to square dance, the old lady finally felt thirsty and reached out to ask for tea. Shen Yucai saluted again and turned around to leave.

"Shen Gongzi, my brother asked you to endorse it, but you haven't memorized it yet!" An Yijie smiled and reached out to press Shen Yu's shoulder.

An Yixin couldn't help frowning, being interrupted by the old lady like this, things have already passed, this An Yijie looks like a gentle person, why is she still persevering?

This is not only not giving Shen Yu face, but also arguing with her cousin Lu Yunshen!