One afternoon, when Mr. went to the side room to see a doctor, more than a dozen children whispered, and Xiao Zheng asked the child, "What's your name?" Before the child could answer, a child named Zhao Houcong next to him was a little naughty, so he grabbed the conversation and said: "His name is Lou Guaer, and he is the baby on Li Zhuang next door." I saw that this child's face was red, and he glared at Zhao Fan and said, "I'm not called Lou Gua'er!" Before he could say anything else, Wang Fan next to Zhao Houcong grabbed another sentence and said: "Your name is Lou Gua'er, and my father also told me that your mother is a courtesan, you are a child without a father, we pay some money and food to Mr. every year, only you have been here for two or three years to take Mr.'s class, if it weren't for Mr.'s good heart, he would have driven you away a long time ago!" When a few ignorant children around heard this, they all laughed, only to see this child stand up from the desk on the ground, and shouted to these children who laughed at him with anger: "Who said that I am Mr. Bai Xue's homework, the cloth I brought to Mr. My mother got up early and was greedy and dark and hand-knitted." Zhao Fan and a few naughty children around him laughed after listening to it: "The cloth woven by your mother is only worth a few dollars." I saw that the child's face was flushed, and he yelled at a few of his classmates who were laughing at him: "Do you know that my mother is busy weaving these cloths until late at night, and the clothes that my husband is wearing now are all made of my mother's cloth!" ”。

Xiao Zheng didn't speak, but squinted at a few naughty children and was silent, until these children realized that the atmosphere was wrong, so they stopped laughing, seeing that these children stopped laughing, Xiao Zheng ignored these people, turned his head to the child and said: "My name is Xiao Zheng, I am the same as you, I don't know who my father is?" As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, only to see that the child's body shook after hearing Xiao Zheng's words, raised his head and looked directly at Xiao Zheng, and the anger in his eyes slowly turned into gratitude.

Xiao Zheng said to the child again: "A manly man stands between heaven and earth, does things brightly, and is not afraid of people's words!" After hearing this, the child's eyes were full of tears, and when he saw Xiao Zheng's outstretched hand, he finally understood what was going on, so he also stretched out his hand and said: "My name is not Lou Guaer, my name is Lou Shide!" This name was given to me by my husband, and you must remember this name! Xiao Zheng smiled and said to Lou Shide: "Lou Shide, I remember, my name is Xiao Zheng, you also have to remember that the Qin Emperor started in the streets and alleys, and the Han Ancestor was born in Qianmo, even my general Qin Qiong and Qin Shubao were also born in Xiangma, and heroes don't ask where they come from!" ”。 The hands of the two children, who were six or seven years apart, were tightly clasped together.

"Well said! The Qin Emperor started in the streets and alleys, the Han Ancestor was born in Qianmo, and the hero didn't ask where he came from! I don't know when Mr. Li was already standing at the door of the school, and after walking in the door, the old man said to Lou Shide: "You regard what your mother does as a treasure and filial piety; In the face of classmates who speak ill of each other, it is benevolent to endure and not speak; Hearing good words can reflect on oneself, which is wisdom. You have behaved like this at a young age, and it is in vain for my teachings for more than three years", turned his head to Zhao Houcong and a few others and said: "You don't care about the friendship of your classmates, and you don't want to help your poor classmates and sneer at them, you really shouldn't be, your parents are nothing more than a few acres of thin fields than other people's families, but they are talking about people behind their backs, the fault is you, and even more so your parents, call them to my house tomorrow, today you two take the lead in doing evil, each of you will be punished for copying the sentences in the "Analects" I taught today twenty times, and go back after writing." Hearing that their parents were called, the two children turned frightened, and when they saw the angry face of the husband, they resignedly agreed.

When the lights were in hand, Xiao Zheng began to clean up the waste paper on the table after the children left, but at this time Mr. Li said to him: "The old man has been studying hard these days, but he has never seen you write, come on, you also write a few words for the old man to see", Jin'er heard that her father asked Xiao Zheng to write, so she came over to take a look. Xiao Zheng secretly screamed bitterly after hearing it, his previous life calligraphy writing is okay, but now, don't talk about others, Jin'er also adds a room of babies, at least twenty percent of them are better than their own handwriting, Mr. Li's words are definitely more than enough for a top calligrapher after a thousand years, how can his two words escape from Mr.'s eyes, but the old gentleman is interested today, how can he get by without writing! So he could only whisper to obey the order, then found a clean piece of paper and picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, Mr. saw Xiao Zheng's concerns, and said to him: "It's okay, you can write whatever you want, it doesn't matter what you write", Xiao Zheng looked at the bright moon outside the hall and heard the sound of running water outside the courtyard wall, thought about it and wrote the word "Mingyue Matsuma Zhao", wiped his forehead after writing, and didn't have time to ask Mr., only to hear the sound of "choking", the porcelain cup in Mr. 's hand fell to the ground, Jin'er also screamed in surprise on the side. Before he could react, the old gentleman raised his hand and grabbed the front of Xiao Zheng's clothes, the face of the gentleman, who was usually gentle as jade, was a little distorted, his beard trembled, and his lips trembled: "Who taught you to write such words!" Hurry up and tell the old man! ”

Xiao Zheng glanced at the words before he instantly reacted, his words were written in Song style, and Song style will not be available until hundreds of years later, thinking that the person who invented this word is Qin Hui, he suddenly felt calm, so he replied with his husband: "Sir, these words were written by myself, and your old man has been watching from the side just now." The gentleman felt a little out of his hand and asked, "How did you write this font?" Xiao Zheng said: "After the last time the student suffered, he had no books to read, and he was worried that he would forget what he had studied before, so he would make a pen with a branch every day when he was free, sometimes he would practice on the sand by the river, and sometimes he would dip it in water and write on the bluestone slab, and over time it would be written like this, and the disciple didn't understand why this happened, sir, are these words abnormal?" ”

"Normal fart!" The old gentleman, who has always been gentle and elegant, rarely swears, he said angrily to Xiao Zheng: "God is blind, how could he give you this word, do you know that the great writer Cai Yong of the Han Dynasty invented the flying white body, which has been used for thousands of years, and the capital of Wang Xizhi, everyone in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, has been respected until Wang Youjun in his later years, and it was not until Wang Youjun in his later years that he slowly deduced the regular script and the line of calligraphy, you fart baby can directly write this new font, the old man has never heard of it, it has never been seen, you have such a big opportunity but you don't know it, you idiot!" Seeing that the old gentleman was very excited, Xiao Zheng did not make a sound on the side.

After the old gentleman passed this excitement, he looked at Xiao Zheng's words and said: "If your words continue like this, you can be a family of your own in terms of fonts alone, but the old man sees that your writing is not enough, and the gestures are even more disorganized, so he can't think of the reason?" Xiao Zheng listened to Mr. after the comments were greatly admired, just written Song style is to take a refreshing opportunity, how to write a few words of what gestures and penmanship, so he bowed to Mr. Li and said: "Mr. Wang, do not hesitate to give", Mr. Li thought for a while and said: "Your word old man can not teach you, if you really teach your words to make you nondescript bad a good seedling, but gestures and penmanship can indeed teach you, calligraphy together with this potential and penmanship is a law, all laws are through, this aspect can still teach you." As the old saying goes, a good hand can make you take advantage of the future interactions with people, but you must cherish the opportunity given to you by God, write this font well, and in time you can call yourself a generation of people on the way to calligraphy." Xiao Zheng shook his head at Mr. and said, "Thank you, Mr. for your advice."

The old gentleman looked at Xiao Zheng's words and said: "Bright Moon Pine Shine", what is the next sentence, Xiao Zheng gritted his teeth and wrote "Qingquan Stone Upstream", Mr. said after reading this sentence: "Good words!" Good sentence! Good mood! And Jin'er's eyes were a little complicated when she looked at Xiao Zheng.