Master Sun walked up to Zhu Ping'an, curious to see what game this naughty boy was playing, and when his eyes fell on the naughty boy's hands, time seemed to stand still. Old Master Sun stroked his beard and pulled off a few white whiskers involuntarily again.

In sight, the so-called urchin was holding a simple brush made of fine bamboo and animal hair, dipping it in the groove of the stone, and putting the pen on a black wooden board, writing hard.

The ink made of clear water fell on the black wooden board, and it could only stay for a short time, but it could also be seen that this naughty boy, no, this hard-working child's handwriting was already better than the best writing child in the school.

The brush is of inferior quality, the stool on which you sit is an uneven stone, the ink is clear water poured on the grooves, and the paper is a black board of wood spread on an uneven stone. However, he wrote so carefully that he didn't wipe the sweat from his face, and after the wooden board was covered with water, he used a brush to write directly on the wooden board full of water, although the handwriting was green but very neat.

This is in stark contrast to what he had earlier thought of as a naughty child, causing a serious visual impact.

This is a piece of jade given to him by God, and it can be carved.

"You naughty boy, you would like to be taught by me." Sun Laoxiu twisted his beard and couldn't help but ask.

Zhu Ping'an, who was writing seriously, almost threw the brush out without being surprised, this voice is too familiar, this is Master Sun at all. Frightened not because of Sun Lao Xiucai's words, Zhu Ping'an couldn't ask for this, how could he be surprised, the main reason for the surprise was that when he was engrossed, a voice suddenly came, and pure fragmentation was a conditioned reflex.

However, in the eyes of Sun Lao Xiucai, this is a joyful performance.

Of course, Zhu Ping'an did not live up to Sun Lao Xiucai's expectations, after all, he was a mature soul in his body, and after a moment of shock, he stabilized.

Zhu Ping'an got up from the stone, his chubby face was excited, but he suddenly became very lost. After I was found to be skipping class, I was not blamed, but was appreciated, and I was naturally happy; But thinking that the whole family had just fought because of two pieces of money, if he proposed to spend money to study, it wouldn't be upside down, or don't think about it, so I was lost.

The little fat paper in front of Sun Fuzijue was very interesting, and his face seemed to change.

"Why, don't you want to?" Master Sun asked with a pretended seriousness.

Zhu Ping'an hurriedly shook his chubby hand and said with a look of loss, "Yes, the kid is willing." It's just that the boy's family is poor, and the family has no money for me to study. ”

Speaking of this, Zhu Ping'an's eyes lit up again, "One day herding cattle, when I heard the master's school teaching, my mouth suddenly opened. I also listened to the master's lecture that everything is inferior, and only reading is high, so I had the courage to come here to eavesdrop on the master's lecture. The master spoke well, and the boy naturally hoped to learn under the master's seat, but his family was really poor, and he hoped that the master would allow the boy to listen to the lecture outside. ”

This kid is not only diligent, but also eloquent, and in the face of his pretended serious rhetorical questions, he behaves calmly and calmly, unlike those children in the private school who don't know what to put when they see that they have a horrified face.

In the eyes of Master Sun, Zhu Ping'an is a piece of jade waiting to be carved by himself.

Your family is poor, it doesn't matter, I won't charge you for cultivation when you come to study, and I don't need that money. Master Sun is not like Zhu Ping'an's uncle, Master Sun's family is a talent, although he was not admitted to the examination, but he is also a talent who is supported by the government every month, and his family has dozens of acres of fertile land, which is not bad at all. Master Sun opened the Mongolian Academy, mainly because he had no hope of the imperial examination, and wanted to do his part to cultivate some talents for the country, and also for his clan and his village to cultivate some people of insight, if possible, he hoped that there would be disciples to realize his wishes.

"It's okay, the master won't accept your Shu Xiu, and tomorrow will officially admit you to the museum to study." Sun Laoxiu smiled unconcernedly.

Skip classes, be appreciated, can be learned, not restricted.

Such a series of surprises, like a pie falling from the sky, made Zhu Ping'an, who had never been lucky since the crossing, feel a little unreal.

"Thank you, Master." Zhu Ping'an is very grateful to Sun Lao Xiucai, this is a truly respectable teacher, he can be called a gentleman with virtue, bent down to thank him, and his head was about to bend to his chest.

Sun Lao Xiucai thought that Zhu Ping'an was grateful and wanted to kneel and thank him, and he was more satisfied with Zhu Ping'an's character, and he was really innocent, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Zhu Ping'an.

"Don't worry, it's not too late to worship Confucius tomorrow." Sun Laoxiu touched Zhu Ping'an's head and said, "That's the case for the time being, you can enter the museum after the apprenticeship tomorrow." When you go back and tell your father and mother to your elders, just say what the master said, don't accept your cultivation, just come to Mengxue. ”

In ancient times, Mongolian studies were also more exquisite, and they generally worshiped the statue of Confucius first, and only after worshipping the teacher could they formally learn it. Moreover, apprentices generally choose a good time, which is more exquisite. Sun Laoxiucai did not let Zhu Ping'an apprentice now, also out of this consideration.

"Thank you, Master, I'll tell my father and mother when I get back." Zhu Ping'an expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart, and it was also his luck to meet such a teacher.

"You can go back to your elders as soon as possible, and you can study well after learning tomorrow, otherwise the master's precepts will be merciless."

After Sun Laoxiu arranged for Zhu Ping'an, he went to the school to continue teaching, and received a piece of talent that could be made, Sun Laoxiu felt that his body seemed to be a little tougher, and he walked much easier.

Zhu Ping'an continued to listen to the lecture outside.

One spoke carefully, and the other listened carefully.

It's just that the black-bellied little Lori who has been waiting outside the bamboo forest for a long time to listen to the story of the eagle shooting, Li Shu waited for Zhu Ping'an to come on the left, and Zhu Ping'an didn't come on the right, the arrogant little girl couldn't help it, and walked angrily in the direction of the private school with a horsewhip.

I thought to myself, I must teach that little poor sour a good lesson!

When the black-bellied little Lori just walked out of the bamboo forest, Zhu Ping'an noticed it, after all, he was frightened by the master just now, and the whole person was much more alert, so he naturally noticed that the black-bellied little Lori was coming over. Why did this little aunt and grandmother come, and then look at it, the pretty face of the black-bellied little Lori and the little pony whip in her hand, I don't know what's going on, it's obviously that the person who came is not good. I can't make a mistake at this juncture, I have to coax this little aunt and grandmother.

So, Zhu Ping'an hurriedly got up and walked over, but he didn't dare to let the black-bellied little Lori disrupt the order of the classroom in this frenzy. Just now, the master agreed to admit himself to school for free, and here he will have a quarrel with the black-bellied little Lori, how bad, in case the master has an opinion on himself and regrets it, it will be worth the loss.

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