Zhang Yue still copied books during the day every day, and went to the Dayjin Hall to read after Shen Shi.

And Guo Lin finally scraped together enough money, copied books for several months, and scraped together more than eight yuan, and Zhang Yue also handed over all the more than two yuan saved in these days to Shi Niang as a 'pre-deposit tuition'.

After all this, I finally got enough money.

In order to cure Guo Xuexuan's illness, the village spent a lot of favors and invited a famous man from the county seat. Because the county seat is too far from Wuxi, Lang Zhong was reluctant to come, but the village spent a lot of time and raised the consultation fee to ten times, so Lang Zhong agreed.

On the way from the village to the county seat, the village sent several waves of people to receive it. Guo Lin left for the county seat early in the morning to accompany him, followed by a village man carrying a burden of food.

This Lang Zhong walked a long way and was about to rest, Guo Lin took out good wine and good food for offering, he didn't touch a mouthful, and the ferry also needed to be called in advance not to ride with others, and finally took a break three or four times in a row before inviting the doctor to Wuxi.

The other party walked more than ten miles of mountain roads, treated Guo Xuexue for less than a moment, and went back after prescribing a few patches, and sent it to the county seat in the same way.

Anyway, no matter if the disease is optimistic, if you are not optimistic, you have to toss like this, but fortunately, after Guo Xuezhi drank the medicine for a few days, his condition stabilized.

But there was a lot of work in this way, and the money went like water for the consultation and medicine. Guo Xuezhi was still unable to teach before he recovered from his illness, so Guo Lin and Zhang Yue were still learning to copy books in the Zhang clan. Guo Xuezhi often lamented that Guo Lin earned more money by copying books than he taught, but it was not a long-term solution.

But Zhang Yue and Guo Lin both persuaded Guo Xue to be a good student and raise him, and this matter was not in a hurry.

Since Guo Xuezhu's illness, Guo Lin has no time to read every day, but just copies books in the small study room day after day. He rubbed his eyes from time to time, Zhang Yue advised him to rest more, and he said that he was fine.

After transcribing the article every day, Guo Lin was tired and weak when he returned home, and no matter how strong-willed a person was, he could not resist the double fatigue of body and energy at this time and continued to study.

In this way, Guo Lin's academic work finally came to a halt and was difficult to continue.

Zhang Yue went back to read Yi every day, including the previous reading of the Book of Filial Piety, Lun, Meng, Erya, and after reviewing it again in the six hours a day, he wrote down the things he didn't understand.

And so day by day.

After entering the winter, the temperature plummeted, the mountains were cold, and although there was no snow in the county, there were two light snowfalls in the mountains. Although the weather after the snow does not turn into ice, the inkstone pond of the patriarchal science will be covered with a thin layer of ice every morning.

When copying the book, the ink in the inkstone accidentally froze the ice, and at this time, Zhang Yue had to take the inkstone to the stove and wait for the ice to melt.

The most uncomfortable thing is that the fingers can't be stretched and flexed, and after copying for a while, the hands are frozen and stiff, Zhang Yue has to rub his hands, and then take them to his mouth to breathe.

If he has spare time to copy books every day, Zhang Yue borrowed a book from Saifu to read.

What Zhang Yue saw was not a scripture, but he dabbled in a wide range of things, and if there was something he didn't understand, he would wait until the next day to ask Zhang Youzhi.

After the Book of Changes, Zhang Yue studied the Book of Books by himself. The Book of Books is also the Book of Books.

In the Ming and Qing dynasties, the Four Books were compared to cooked rice, and the Five Classics were compared to raw grains. Scholars follow the order of reading of Zhuzi, first the University, the Analects, Mencius, and the Mean, and then they can read the Five Classics.

There is also a "filial piety scripture" in the three-character scripture, and the four books are familiar. If you have six classics, you can only read them'.

In this era, the "University" and "The Mean" have not yet been extracted from the "Book of Rites", and Mencius has not been elevated to the status of the classics. Therefore, the order of learning Zhang Yue is the Book of Filial Piety, the Analects, Erya, the Book of Changes, and the next is the Book of Changes.

Shangshu does not have as many principles as the I Ching, but every sentence is so difficult to read that the ancients compared it to a squander.

Some words are memorized, I don't know how to read them, and I have seen them for the first time in my life. There are also words that I recognize, but I don't know how to read them.

In this era, there is no Baidu, and it is very difficult for Zhang Yue to learn Shangshu by himself. Fortunately, there are also books such as "Jade Chapter" and "Classic Commentary" in the library, and the more the chapter changes, you can check it.

On this day, Zhang Yue Guolin went early in the morning, there was a heavy snow in the mountains last night, the sky is still cloudy at the moment, after the winter, there are strong winds in the mountains from time to time, the roads are covered with snow, and it is easy to fall into the valley under the cliff if you accidentally slip under your feet.

When Zhang Yue and Guo Lin arrived at the study building, their noses were blue and their faces were swollen from the cold.

The granddaughter of the ministry in front of the pavilion was waiting with a large chessboard.

"Little brother, little brother!" The little girl beckoned from afar.

"Shall we play chess?"

"Playing chess?" Zhang Yue wanted to vomit when he heard this, he drew the chessboard all night last night, so that he couldn't see anything with a 'well' structure now.

As for the little girl, after Zhang Yue taught backgammon in the past few days, she became addicted to it, so she took the Go board every day to play with him.

"Little brother is going to clear the snow today!" Zhang Yue said.

It snowed last night, the ground was very slippery, and the ministry was old, so Zhang Yue took the initiative to take over this errand. He touched the cold broom, and his fingers felt tearing.

Zhang Yue picked up the broom and went out, but saw the little girl falling behind him, holding the chessboard and looking at him with a resentful face, her eyes were full of tears, and there was still a little clear snot on the tip of her nose.

"I said it yesterday, and today I will accompany me to play five sets."

Zhang Yue looked for his senior brother, who didn't know where he had gone at this moment. It seems that the senior brother is also a wise man!

Zhang Yue said: "Wait until I sweep the snow!" ”

"Take this to me again, you conscienceless negative man!"

Zhang Yue's vest shrugged, what? Does a little girl's vocabulary have such a big vocabulary now?

Zhang Yue braved the cold wind to sweep the snow inside and outside the pavilion door, and his body was wet with sweat after a few movements, but his hands hurt even more.

When the ministry came from afar, he saw the scene of Zhang Yue sweeping the snow.

"Grandpa, little brother, he's sorry for me!" As soon as the little girl arrived, she complained to the ministry.

"How can you be discouraged? I lectured him. "The accident made a face.

"He said okay, don't you play chess with me?"

"Haha." The minister smiled, and then said to Zhang Yue solemnly, "The professor asked you to go to the school!" ”

"I don't know what?"

"Just go."

Zhang Yue immediately put down the broom and rushed to the school, and the minister looked at Zhang Yue's back and smiled slightly.

After arriving at the school, Zhang Yue saw that in addition to Zhang Youzhi, there was also Zhang Heng.

Zhang Yue saluted the two and said, "I've seen Mr." I've seen the chief. ”

The professor smiled and said, "Sit down first." ”

Zhang Yue nodded and sat down when he heard this.

Zhang Heng wanted to speak, but saw Zhang Youzhi say to Zhang Heng: "Say it slowly, don't frighten him." ”

Zhang Yue's heart tightened, but when he saw Zhang Heng, he said, "How long have you been in our Dayjin Hall?" ”

Zhang Yue said: "It's been nearly April. ”

"April!" Zhai Chang nodded.

"I wonder if Houxue did something wrong?" Zhang Yue asked worriedly.

Zhang You smiled and said: "No, it's only four months, but your words are like two people before!" ”

That's what I said.

Zhang Yue's heart was relieved, and then said: "Houxue is negligent in practicing on weekdays, and I have copied a lot in the past few months, so the words are also good." ”

It is said that it is four months, but in fact it is eight months, copying during the day and practicing at night, and in terms of learning effect, it is not that one plus one equals two, but that one plus one is less than two. Because practicing for five hours today and another five hours tomorrow will definitely not be as effective as practicing for ten hours a day.

Why can Zhang Yue know so clearly, the children's shoes who have experienced the final exam of the university understand this truth.

And the efficiency of practicing calligraphy in dreams is particularly high, Zhang Yue feels that his four months of practicing calligraphy are worth two years of hard work of others.

Zhang Youzhi said gently to Zhang Yue: "I have discussed with the chief of the fast, and from today onwards, I will add a page of three and a half coins to you!" ”

"Thank you, Professor!" Zhang Yue was very excited in his heart, this is all money.

And I got it by copying books and practicing calligraphy at the same time.

Zhang You smiled and said: "Don't thank me, this matter was mentioned by the elder and the old man, otherwise the old man wouldn't know." ”

Zhang Yue looked at Zhang Heng, and he said lightly: "It's not what I meant, it was the academic record that mentioned it to me, and I gave it to Mr. after reading it." ”

"Thank you, Chief."

Zhang Heng smiled and said, "Just write it down." ”

Zhang Youzhi smiled gently: "The old man gave the old man a transcription of you before and after four months, which is really a difference between cloud and mud. The old man has never seen anyone in his life who can make such progress in calligraphy. Do you have any tips for teaching the old man? ”

Zhang Youzhi said very politely, but being so polite made Zhang Yue a little unbearable.

"This ...... This ......"

This makes Zhang Yue explain that it is not good to deceive people.

Zhang Heng said: "Sir, I think his words are pro-declaration stickers!" There is the ancient meaning of the Jin people! Is it Pro to other posts. ”

Zhang Yue was full of contempt, Zhang Heng still thought that the calligraphy was a martial arts secret? Whoever has a unique copybook can beat the invincible opponent all over the world.

Calligraphy is a matter of hard work.

Zhang Yue thought for a while and said: "It's not, it's just that Mr. Before, didn't he teach that if you want to learn the seal method, you must first draw a chessboard and an arrow target?" When students have free time, they take this to practice calligraphy, but they didn't expect it to be a regular script. ”

"This ......" Zhang Heng's expression was very surprised, Zhang Yue knew that he must be in his heart, isn't this fooling Lin Xi's words? How did you really make this son practice?

Zhang You said straightly: "There is no big paper here, you take a small paper and try it." ”

"Yes, sir." Zhang Yue sat down, took a brush with the thinnest tube from the pen holder on the desk where Zhai Chang usually wrote and read, and dipped it in ink and put it on the paper.

Calligraphy is a very wonderful thing, when I first practiced calligraphy, I felt that the pen was a strange thing, but now Zhang Yue can use the pen to run as expected, as if a part of the body.

The five fingers are lightly lifted and straightened, and the operation is back to the front, which is light and agile. It is as if he is a musician with great skills, playing the most beautiful music with his pen in the eyes of onlookers.

Zhang Yue wrote and drew nineteen verticals, and then nineteen horizontal, and drew the chessboard, and at the moment of writing, he even forgot the gaze of the two people next to him, and devoted himself to the nib paper.

Then Zhang Yue drew an arrow target again, first a big circle and then a small circle, a circle from large to small.

At this moment, he remembered that in math class, the math teacher casually drew a circle on the blackboard, and without the help of a compass, a stroke was a perfect circle.

The circle must be drawn in one go, without the slightest pause, the heart will arrive at the intention, and the pen will arrive at the intention.

When Zhang Yue drew all ten circles, he was already immersed in his own works, although it was much worse than what Zhang Youzhi painted that day, but today it is a little better than yesterday. Reading and studying is like this, not to seek much speed, but to make progress day by day.

When Sho put down his pen in satisfaction, there was silence in the school.