Opposite Liu Xiucai's table are two pairs of small jujube mahogany tables and chairs, of which the one on the left is sitting on Daozi, and the one on the right is the young man six or seven.

As for why Liuqi is here, because Daozi remembered that in TV series or movies that depict ancient times, those rich young masters or son-in-law buddies have companions when they study.

Daozi knew that the role of the companion was actually to set off the young master and the son's "tiger body shook and was tall", and he didn't need it for the two worlds.

It's just that he is bored with reading alone, and he has the heart to cultivate capable "henchmen" to accompany him to the world in the future, so he told his father that he hopes that Liuqi can accompany him to study.

When Liuqi heard that he wanted to study, he cried all night in fright, but the next day he was still carried over by Uncle Wu who hated iron and steel, and accompanied Daozi to study.

Study? Daozi can't be regarded as a scholar, because Daozi grew up in the era after the text reform, and the characters he knows are all simplified characters that have evolved through the reform of the Ming and Qing dynasties and the Republic of China.

Besides, there is still a big difference between the pronunciation of the Ming Dynasty and the pronunciation of Mandarin in later generations. Even if Daozi is read in the way of later generations, it is not necessarily correct.

So now his reading voice is just following Liu Fuzi's chanting of the gourd painting scoop.

The book in Daozi's hand, Liu Xiucai said that it was compiled by a big official named Zhou Xingsi during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, because there are a thousand words, and the words are different, all of them are treasured, so it is called "The Book of a Thousand Characters", and he also said that if he can understand the far-reaching artistic conception, no matter how big the world is, he can go.

Daozi heard that Liu Xiucai was unclear about the history of "Thousand Character Text", and he was disdainful in his heart. It seems that Liu Xiucai is okay to be his enlightenment master, but if he is a scholar, it is not possible.

But who can be my true Master? Daozi screened the big names of this era one by one, and lost his mind thinking about the class. And Liu Xiucai was still smug in the hall and talked about his "Thousand Character Essay" endlessly.

An hour later, Liu Xiucai drank a cup of tea, and then began to read "Heaven and earth Xuanhuang, the sun and the moon are desolate", Daozi also read it, and he silently wrote down the order of words and sounds when he read it.

Now Liu Xiucai doesn't teach him to write, because Liu Xiucai said that only when he sees this character can he pronounce it, and he reads it correctly, so he will teach him to write.

In the morning, Liu Xiucai recited these eight words back and forth, "Heaven and earth are yellow, and the sun and moon are desolate".

Although Daozi is a human being in two lives, these two lives do not mean that he can quickly understand and remember these things when he learns them, which is like learning to take a driver's license and whether he can pass the customs at one time and have little direct relationship with his academic qualifications and age.

The pronunciation of these eight words in the Ming Dynasty is naturally difficult to help but say, but six or seven is not good, Liu Xiucai pointed to the moon, and six or seven read the day; Liu Xiucai pointed to the ground, and six or seven was read as heaven.

Liu Xiucai, who was angry, took out the ring ruler and pumped six or seven palms wildly. Six or seven is worthy of being a man, and his palms are almost swollen, but people don't say a word.

Daozi looked at it and admired it very much.

At lunchtime, Daozi and Liuqi each ate a few more bowls of rice, and this sudden change made Xing'er, who came to deliver the rice, surprised that her little mouth couldn't be closed, and she secretly said in her heart: Sure enough, what the old lady said is right, reading is a physical job!

In the afternoon, Liu Xiucai taught handwriting.

Liu Xiucai gushed endlessly on the top, first talking about the importance of writing for a reader, and then talking about the differences in the brushes used for writing, such as when to use wolf hair, when to use both hair, and finally talked about the posture of holding the pen.

Daozi listened to it as "infatuated", but six or seven listened sleepily, and finally slammed his head on the table, but Liu Xiucai and Daozi jumped at the same time.

Liu Xiucai slapped the palm of Liuqi's hand again, and then Liuqi got up the spirit of not taking a nap, and listened to Liu Xiucai talk about things he didn't understand at all.

Although he knew that Liuqi was just a foil, Liu Xiucai still couldn't bear to go out in the future and say that he was his enlightenment master, so he would be very faceless. So it's still strict for six or seven.

For beginners, the pen is hairy, which means that the hair of this brush comes from a variety of animals.

Liu Xiucai was very energetic when he talked about this, because when he looked at the pen with a brush, he actually recognized that there were wool and rabbit fur in the brush.

This not only made Daozi admire, but even Liu Xiucai secretly praised it.

The posture of holding the pen, Liu Xiucai first demonstrated, he said that his method of holding the pen imitated Mr. Wang Shizhen, Shuoru of Yingtianfu. It's all about decency!

Daozi was puzzled by this, he thought that since Mr. Wang Shizhen was upright, why did his pen and ink hanging on the wall be chic and penetrating the back of the paper?

It can't be that this enlightened master of his own family bought a fake, right?

Daozi slandered, but he didn't say it, but carefully imitated the posture of holding a pen.

Liu Xiucai personally came over and pinched his hand and adjusted him a few times, Daozi felt that this way of holding the pen was very uncomfortable, and that feeling was like disobeying the body.

After he told Liu Xiucai what he thought in his heart, Liu Xiucai said that this was a normal phenomenon, and then there was no more.

Daozi forcibly endured the soreness in his wrist, held the pen and maintained the pen holding action taught by Liu Xiucai, one breath and two breaths, and half an hour passed. Daozi's hand began to tremble, and Liu Xiucai immediately reprimanded him when he saw this, allowing Daozi to continue to clench.

Daoziqiang gritted his teeth and continued to insist, but in his heart he was very sympathetic to and admired the ancients. Sympathize with them, how did they suffer so much and persevere? What I admire is that people who can pick up a brush to inscribe are really not ordinary people!

In this regard, Daozi is not as good as six or seven, of course, it may also be the reason why six or seven are older and have better physical strength than Daozi.

An hour passed, and Liu Xiucai asked Daozi and Liuqi to put down the pen and rest for a while. The moment Daozi put down the pen, his mouth felt weak, his eyes were dizzy, and his wrist was already sore, and he felt numb, which was the same as a lack of sugar in his body.

Holding back the discomfort of his body, Daozi followed Lang Lang's voice of reading "Thousand Words", and struck again.

In the evening, when eating, his mother Wu Liushi saw that Daozi's hands were a little trembling when he was eating, and he was busy asking the reason, but Daozi was speechless, but Xing'er, who was waiting next to him, told the truth.

After hearing this, Wu Liushi hurriedly rolled up Daozi's sleeve, and saw that his wrist tied with a little red rope was a little red and swollen at this time, Wu Liushi was distressed and shed tears on the spot, saying that he would not let Daozi read any Laoshzi books.

Wu Dashan was also distressed, but he went to ask Daozi's opinion, because he was still willing to listen to the thoughts of this precocious son.

Daozi said to his mother Wu Liushi: "Mother, didn't you say that reading is a manual job? Since it is manual work, of course it is hard! ”

"Besides, don't you often say that your father ran away from home under the big locust tree and was injured a lot? My father was so cold and not afraid, compared to it, this little injury is nothing! ”

After listening to Daozi's words, Wu Liushi hugged Daozi and cried, Wu Dashan nodded very happily, his son could understand this truth, and he was happy in his heart.

However, he still asked Uncle Wu to go to Dr. Xu's house in person, and asked him to prescribe some medicine to remove swelling and stasis, and treat his son.

The rooster reported the dawn, and a big yellow dog crawled to Michiko's bed with a wagging tail and licked him awake, Michiko rubbed the big yellow dog's head fiercely, and then stood up.

The maid Xing'er walked in with a copper basin of water at this time, and Daozi washed her face, rinsed her mouth, changed her clothes, and began to prepare for his morning class under the service of Xing'er.

On the way, he met Liuqi, and after sharing honey and jujube pastries with Liuqi, the two went to the cottage together.

The days are so boring, the peach blossoms fall off, and the little green peach leaks out of the sharp corners slightly. In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Daozi can already recognize all the words on "Thousand Character Text", but if he can write it, it is only more than a hundred, after all, the calligraphy and strokes of this era are too dense.

But even so, Liu Xiucai still thinks that Daozi is a genius-like existence, and in his memory, only the same Yan Marven of Taicang Mansion can do it.

Ma Wencai is now the other half of Taicang Mansion, the head of the Ma family.

Liu Xiucai praised Daozi as a genius in his heart, but he still belittled him, saying that he was far behind, and it would take a lot of hard work to surpass his fellow Yan Ma Wencai.

When Daozi heard Liu Xiucai's words, his mood did not fluctuate too much, because in his worldview, he didn't understand why people should compare? As long as you work hard and have a clear conscience, it is enough. Besides, no matter how bad he is, he still has some golden fingers, and if he takes it out to brighten the eyes of the Ming Dynasty, he is still sure.

However, today he has gained insight and increased his knowledge, for example, he asked Liu Xiucai what is Tongyan?

Liu Xiucai said "Hanshu? Zhang Anshi's Biography has "Peng Zu is small, and he is studying the same book as the above." The sentence, because of "research, through the "inkstone", so the same inkstone is the private school classmates called by the vulgar.

Although Daozi had read the "Book of Han", he didn't remember who Zhang Anshi was? I don't remember this sentence either. But he instantly guessed the difference between the same inkstone and the same classmate, and knew its true meaning.

Liuqi was very happy to hear Daozi's words, and he shouted at Daozi stupidly and said with Yan and Yan.

This scene was a fight Liu Xiucai laughed.