The old master saw Xuan Yuemeng distracted, and knocked on the table with a ring ruler, Xuan Yuemeng came back to her senses and saw that the old master was looking at herself, and sat down honestly.

It's not that he's afraid of this old master, he's afraid that the old man will wait to sue Zeng Jize, Zeng Jize will definitely tell Xuan Hongtao and Xuan Huang, and if everyone knows about it, it will be very troublesome.

No matter what, my brother is also a face-saving person.

Old Master: "I heard that everyone is a child with a foundation, even the youngest Yue Meng has learned a lot of words, just now we learned a thousand words, go back and copy it five times, tomorrow to hand it in, now everyone to persuade the study as the topic, write an article, whoever writes it first, you can get out of school first." ”

A few children scratched their heads, among them, Li Jingshou is the most knowledgeable, but Li Jingshou has never written an article. Zeng Siping can recite two Tang poems, and show off in front of Xuan Yuemeng all day long, but in fact, it is not good.

Li Jingshou: "Master, is there a limit to the number of words?" ”

The master thought for a moment, "There is no limit, the more the merrier." ”

In fact, Li Jingshou wants to ask at least how many words must be written? What kid would like as much as possible?

Xuan Yuemeng searched the intestines and scraped the belly to get out all kinds of inferior products, only reading is high. He can't remember where this sentence came from.

The old master came over to collect the scroll, looked at Xuan Yuemeng's crooked calligraphy, and shook his head, "Everyone says that you are a prodigy, which is exaggerated." ”

Xuan Yuemeng sweated profusely, just this brush word, or he followed Xuanyue literature, he had never taken a calligraphy class in modern times before, and he didn't like calligraphy when he grew up, two months to be able to practice like this, Xuan Yuemeng himself is already very satisfied!

Xuan Yuemeng secretly slandered herself: Dead old man.

Xuan Yuemeng looked at the words written by others, and all the beads were round and jade, which was indeed much better than herself. Even Wu Baochu, in addition to him, even if Wu Baochu is young, Wu Baochu's handwriting is quite good, Xuan Yuemeng knows that not every battlefield, he is a winner.

Classes are over. Li Jingshou laughed: "You can't fight, you can't write, I heard that Uncle Zeng asked you to be a talent at the age of ten, otherwise you want Siping to withdraw from your marriage, you just wait to get out of the marriage, big straw bag!" ”

Li Jingshou's words, coupled with the little girl's arrogant eyes and arrogant expression, made Xuan Yuemeng's young self-esteem hurt greatly!

Nima wiped it!

It's more hairy, than that. Than, than! What's wrong with the poor handwriting? Is the knowledge poor?

Zeng Siping sighed, "Yue Meng, your words are as ugly as a dog crawling." ”

Zhou Xuexi looked at Xuan Yuemeng sympathetically: "Yuemeng, you only wrote one sentence?" It's still a copied limerick. Moreover, your words are really ugly like chicken feet. ”

Wu Baochu: "Yuemeng, if the Zeng family divorces you." You're a shame. My father said that it was all the marriage of the man and the woman. I haven't heard that the woman is going to withdraw from the man's marriage. ”

Xuan Yuemeng sweated profusely, although Zeng Siping, Zhou Xuexi and Wu Baochu had no malicious intent, but they were more arrogant than Li Jingshou's arrogant words, arrogant eyes, and arrogant expression. More hurtful!

Xuan Yuemeng secretly scolded herself for being miserable by Zeng Jize!

Actually, Xuan Yuemeng was not very angry with Zeng Jize, Xuan Yuemeng understood what Zeng Jize probably thought, saying that he wanted to work hard to prepare for the imperial examination, otherwise he would withdraw from the marriage. Xuan Yuemeng thinks that this is actually just a rhetoric, since Zeng Jize will withdraw from the marriage, everyone knows about it so quickly, in fact, he is leaving a way back for himself, Zeng Jize is still too close to him and foreigners, and he is not at ease.

Xuan Yuemeng ate dinner sullenly, of course, not by himself, it was Xuan Xu and Hua Yuerong who fed him, after eating, Xuan Yuemeng wanted to find someone to help him, what's the matter, it is indeed necessary to practice the words first, it is ancient, and it is not like modern times, all use computers or other electronic products, people even have very few opportunities to write, you can practice a good signature, in ancient times, a good word, it is indeed very important.

In order to practice calligraphy, Xuan Yuemeng first thought of Yuewen and Yuelei, both of them are children, and they are both well-written, so they should still find someone to open a small stove and make up for their knowledge.

Thinking that Xuan Yuewen's daughter-in-law Xuan Qian was recently pregnant, and the second brother would be busy, Xuan Yuemeng decided to find her own bookworm eldest brother, in addition to being a little demented, Xuan Yuemeng still likes her eldest brother, it seems that in addition to reading, there is nothing in this world that can make Xuan Yuelei worry about it, and talking to the eldest brother, there is no pressure at all, the eldest brother's temper is like a soft cushion, how to sit, it seems that you can do it.

Since the big house moved away, Xuan Yuemeng is not good at Zeng's house, Zeng Jize doesn't care about Xuan Yuemeng's schedule, Xuan Yuemeng can do whatever he wants. Although Zeng Jize released the words that he wanted to withdraw from the marriage, Zeng Jize was good to Xuan Yuemeng, and the subordinates could know that Zeng Zize was good to Xuan Yuemeng, and the subordinates were naturally better to Xuan Yuemeng.

If it weren't for Zeng Jize asking him to learn, Xuan Yuemeng would have felt that Zeng's life was the life he wanted.

Xuan Yuemeng and Xuan Xu don't eat in the Zeng family hall, every time Xuan Xu goes to pick up two or three dishes and Hua Yuerong to go back to the house to eat, as for Xuan Yuemeng's food, they all make it themselves, sometimes Mrs. Zeng will let them take some Zeng Siping's things for Xuan Yuemeng to eat, anyway, a big family like Zeng Mansion doesn't have to worry about eating.

Xuan Yuemeng sat in his luxurious carriage and came to the eldest brother's house under the escort of a large number of domestic slaves such as Dazhi Da Niu and others.

Since the big house moved out of Zeng's mansion, Xuan Yuemeng only went to Xuan Hongtao and Xuan Huang's place once, the conditions were very simple, but he didn't have much to do, he just left five house slaves for Xuan Hongtao to be responsible for writing chores, and to ensure the safety of Xuan Hongtao and Xuan Huang, Xuan Yuemeng has always attached great importance to safety, especially after he was kidnapped once. Xuan Yuemeng hasn't been to Xuan Yuelei and Xuan Yuewen's residence yet, and it is almost the same as Xuan Hongtao's small courtyard.

When I arrived at the house of the eldest brother Xuan Yuelei, it was a small courtyard with two entrances, not a standard courtyard house, only two rooms.

The courtyard door was tight, Xuan Yuemeng pushed it, but it didn't close.

Xuan Yuemeng saw a silhouette on the window of a room, and a scholar shook his head, knowing that it was the eldest brother reading. So he asked Dazhi and them to wait outside the courtyard, and went to the eldest brother's house by himself.

The door of the eldest brother's house was not closed.

In fact, the security in this era is very good, especially for poor families, it is really possible to do the road without leaving a stone and not closing the door at night. Only the big mansion of the Xuan family in the past should be careful, but there are many families in the big mansion. At least there are gatekeepers, and you don't have to be careful, in short, there are very few thieves in this era, people can't live anymore, and they would rather rob than steal! If you want to rob, you are also going to rob those big people who are not benevolent to the rich! This is the characteristic of moral behavior in this era.

Xuan Yuelei saw Xuan Yuemeng who was smiling, and was very curious about how Xuan Yuemeng came, so he put down the book, "Yuemeng?" ”

Xuan Yuemeng smiled: "Big brother." Are you reading? ”

Xuan Yuelei nodded, "Zi is tireless in learning!" ”

Xuan Yuemeng sighed, for fear that a bunch of sour words would come out soon, "Big brother, my calligraphy is too poor, I want to ask you for advice." ”

When Xuan Yuelei heard that Xuan Yuemeng was here to ask for advice from him, he was extremely happy, and explained the precautions for writing endlessly. It's much more verbose than what Xuan Yuewen said, but the meaning is about the same. When Xuan Yuemeng was originally taught by Xuan Yuemeng, Xuan Yuemeng only listened to it, and thought it was just to write a brush word? What's so hard? I didn't listen carefully.

But when Xuan Yuelei said it this time, Xuan Yuemeng was much more serious, Xuan Yuelei still held Xuan Yuemeng's hand, and took him to write a few words.

Xuan Yuelei smiled: "Bad." Yue Meng, you are upset and irritable when you write, this is not good. To write well, first of all, you must meditate and cultivate your character. ”

Xuan Yue sweated. He's focused enough! Still upset and irritable? How far do you want to practice so that you don't feel upset and irritable? You should write to practice qi, huh? However, Xuan Yuemeng felt that she had almost comprehended, for fear that her eldest brother would talk about it again, so she hurriedly interrupted, "Huh? Big brother, how do you have a cover here? Didn't you sleep with your sister-in-law? ”

Xuan Yuelei was curious: "Why do you want to sleep together?" ”

Xuan Yuemeng sweats, you are a person of more than sixteen, and you don't even know why you want to sleep together? No wonder he hasn't made his sister-in-law pregnant, but he is less than a year old, and it is inconvenient for him to explain, "Oh, big brother, then I'll go back, you give me this copy, I'll go back and practice harder, and then I'll ask you for other knowledge." ”

Xuan Yuelei sighed, "Yes, if you don't leave, I'm going to drive you away, and I'm going to pick up the lights until dawn tonight!" ”

Xuan Yuemeng sweated profusely, people didn't be as fierce as you in the first few days of the college entrance examination, right? No wonder you look listless all day long, don't sleep at night, use it to read, and spend most of your time reading during the day in addition to eating, drinking, and Lazar! But thinking that the eldest brother is already so fierce, and he is just a child, Xuan Yuemeng is afraid to die, thinking that he is going to be divorced by the Zeng family!

Xuan Yuelei flipped around, but didn't find the copybook, and said to himself: "Obviously there is a copybook?" Where did it go? Weird, weird. The notebook must have been placed in the house, huh? Isn't this the house? How could there not be? ”

Xuan Yue Meng snorted, "Aren't there only two rooms in total here?" There is no one in this house, but it must be in that house. ”

Xuan Yuelei slapped his head, as if Xuan Yuemeng had solved a great problem in his heart, "Yes, yes, yes, or the little brother is smart, no wonder people say that you are a prodigy, you must be in that house, you go, don't delay the eldest brother's hard work." ”

Xuan Yuemeng sweats profusely, are you racing against time like this? But he is also very envious of people like his eldest brother, maybe a person can put his mind on a thing to such an extent, it should be a very happy thing, right? Seeing the eldest brother's skinny skin, dark circles, and red bloodshots, it seems that he is very satisfied all day long.

Anyway, Xuan Yuemeng estimates that she shouldn't be so obsessed with one thing in her life, right?

Xuan Yue sprouted out of the eldest brother's house, and the eldest brother let him go, he knew that he was asked to take the notebook, and then go by himself.

The door of this house was not closed, Xuan Yuemeng didn't bother to call people, when the big house was not moved, he went straight to any house, and being a child was such a benefit. And Xuan Yuemeng felt that if Xuan Zhao slept to death, it would not be good to wake people up again.

Xuan Yuemeng entered the house, which was a two-entry hut, the outer room and the inner room were separated by a bamboo curtain, and there was a large table outside, and there was a lamp on the table, and the oil lamp emitted a little yellow fire.

A soft sound made Xuan Yuemeng's sweat pores stand up.

Xuan Yuemeng covered her mouth and stood nervously, what is the movement? How can you be familiar? It's as if he used to watch movies alone in the middle of the night when he was in modern times, and he turned up the volume at the lowest volume.

"Ah...... Yes...... Well...... Oh...... Hmph......"

Several muffled snorts in a row, coming and going.

Xuan Yuemeng looked nervously, and behind a bamboo curtain was a bed.

Pink mat, on top of which is a pink futon, Xuan Yuemeng can't see the face of the person lying down, but except for his sister-in-law Xuan Zhao, there is no one else.

A snow-white thigh was exposed to one side outside the quilt, and the quilt moved undulatingly. (To be continued.) )