Chapter 39 Liu Yinian made things difficult

After pit all the students of Guozijian, Merton can be regarded as completely famous in Guozijian!

When each teacher teaches, he has to look at Merton by name, and Merton looks like a giant panda in a zoo.

"Hmmm! Not bad! Merton, sit down! Doctor Sinology nodded with satisfaction. 、

Morton wiped his cold sweat and sat down, in the face of the surprise question of the doctor of Chinese studies, Merton used a little advanced concept of later generations to make the doctor's eyes shine, and he called it very new, very satisfied, and even looked at Morton with a different expression,

"Shameless!" The students of the Guozi Prison watched Merton curry favor with the various teachers of the Guozi Prison one by one, and couldn't help but despise it in their hearts.

"Brother, you are my own brother! Teach me a few hands! "Qin Huaiyu and the three of them came over to ask for advice, that is the old master who is fierce and vicious to him, how can he be kind to Merton, if he can learn a little bit, then his studies will be much more leisurely in the future.

"Pleasing the master means that you will be excellent in your future studies and schoolwork, and you will definitely be able to do it!" Merton asked rhetorically, raising an eyebrow.

"Hey!" The three of them sighed in disappointment and left.

Merton also smiled bitterly, he is not a nerd who reads and reads stupidly, he has already offended the students in the country, if he doesn't please the teacher, then it is estimated that he will not be far from the roll cover.

Regardless of the eyes of others, Merton continued his great cause of currying favor with his master.

"The Mo family is really good, the old man's arithmetic, he did it all in a quarter of an hour, and there was no mistake!" Shen Hongcai, a doctor of arithmetic, returned to his master's office with a look of amazement.

After a class,

Dr. Guozixue also sighed with satisfaction: "Mo Jiazi's knowledge is indeed unique!" ”

Another lesson,

The doctor of law also admired it: "Mo Jiazi is so proficient in legalism, some views are so similar to the old man, and some are unexpectedly unexpected."

One by one, the doctoral assistants were conquered by Merton, and they couldn't stop admiring when they came back, although they have been teaching all their lives, although they are a little prejudiced, but everyone has the heart of talent, how can they not be happy in the face of such an excellent student.

"Make no mistake about it, guys! Mo Dun is a child of the Mo family, how can you favor him. Liu Yinian, a doctor of calligraphy, was dissatisfied.

"What's this? Kong Sheng also studied in Lao Tzu, what about teaching the children of the Mo family? Dr. Guozixue said indifferently.

"Confucius proposed that there is no class! Why can't Mo Jiazi teach! Shen Hongcai, a doctor of arithmetic, argued.

Liu Yinian has been arrogant since he confirmed that he had defeated the Mo family, and he had already aroused the dissatisfaction of other doctors.

Liu Yinian went to class with a stomach full of grievances.

"Merton, this is the big word you turned in!" Liu Yinian looked angry, and angrily unfolded a piece of rice paper, only to see a few crooked big characters on the rice paper that were particularly dazzling.

"Hahaha!" All the Guozi prisoners burst into laughter, and Xiong Maocai's laughter was the loudest.

"Merton, you ......"

Qin Huaiyu and the others were dumbfounded, they all knew that Mo Jiazi's handwriting was very poor, but they didn't expect it to be so bad, this was simply inferior to the font of a seven-year-old child.

"As the Guozijian since its establishment, the Guozijian has the worst font, what do you have to say!" Liu Yinian said angrily.

"Students can also write well, but they are not used to using a brush!" Merton argued that where he had ever written calligraphy in later generations, and that he could write it was already the result of his efforts.

"Then what did you use before, did you still carve bamboo slips and write on the sand table!" Liu Yinian said meanly.

"Their Mojia Village used to be very poor, and it is estimated that they could not afford to buy pens and paper!" Xiong Maocai deliberately said loudly.

"Hahaha!" There was a burst of laughter among the prisoners of the country, and they finally found a sense of superiority in the Mo family, it turned out that the Mo family was still flawed.

"Remember, I don't care how well you write on the bamboo slips and sand tables, but that's already been eliminated! Our Guozijian cultivates officials who can write official documents and review official documents, I don't care what method you use, what pen you use, you must write neat fonts on the paper! Liu Yinian roared angrily.

"Bang Bang!"

Ten rings of the whole ruler, immediately hit Merton's palm red and swollen.

"In the future, as long as you can't write well, continue to play the ring ruler until your handwriting is ready!" Liu Yinian said fiercely before leaving.

Of course, he knew how difficult it was to write well, and he just wanted to use this method to force Merton to retreat, and if Merton couldn't stand the precept ruler and took the initiative to drop out of school in the future, even the emperor couldn't blame him.

"Si!" Morton looked at the redness and swelling in her hands, and couldn't help but gasp, she didn't expect Liu Yinian to be so ruthless!

"Old man Liu, this is a posture of killing everything!" Qin Huaiyu said dissatisfied.

"Humph! If you can't hold on, you will automatically withdraw from the Guozijian, and the provincial people will stay here to ruin the reputation of the Guozijian! Xiong Maocai sneered sarcastically.

He now has a great sense of superiority in front of Merton, and is always aimed at Merton whenever he has the chance.

"Isn't it calligraphy? Merton will definitely be able to practice well after a long period of practice! Qin Huaiyu spoke up to defend Merton.

"Can you practice for a long time?" Xiong Maocai burst out laughing.

"You disciples practice calligraphy, forget it, do you know which one of us here is not practicing three nine in winter and three in summer, from the beginning of the seven-year-old child to the present, there is the current font. If you want to talk about learning or something, there is a genius to say, but you have never practiced calligraphy! Xiong Maocai said proudly.

The other Guozijian students around also nodded silently, practicing calligraphy is indeed the most painful and the slowest to achieve results, which one has not worked hard to have today's achievements.

"What then? Wouldn't that be able to escape Old Man Liu's pass! Qin Huaiyu said worriedly.

"Don't worry, I only have the way to write well!" Merton said.

"Humph! Bragging doesn't make drafts, if you can write well in a short time, I'll see you retreat from now on, if you can't write well, don't brace yourself, drop out of school directly, and save yourself for humiliation. Xiong Maocai said mockingly.

"It's a deal!" Merton stared at Xiong Maocai and said word by word.

Xiong Maocai saw Merton's confident gaze, and his heart couldn't help but burst, but thinking about his own experience, he only felt that there was no possibility of losing, and immediately nodded heavily: "A word is a certainty." ”

Morton succeeded in a pit of a person, he did not write well with a brush, but is not to say that he could not write well with other pens, in his previous life he was good at hard pen calligraphy, although the pen in a short period of time Mojiacun can not be done, but the predecessor of the hard pen he knows clearly, in the previous life of the manual class, he did it himself.