Mother, don't worry, the child must remember. The old man quickly replied respectfully. Seeing that my grandmother suddenly changed from a kind old woman to a strict mother, I saw that my son was secretly heartbroken, Jiang is old and spicy.

After talking to my grandmother for a while, my mother and aunt carried her old man around the house for a while, and saw my uncle glaring at me, knowing that my uncle had something to say to me, so I said goodbye and left the room.

After a short time, my uncle also quit the door, beckoned to me, who was waiting not far away, and walked towards my uncle's study.

"In the past few days, the schoolwork has not been pulled down, right?" Sitting down in the uncle's study, after the next person made tea and left, the uncle stroked the long beard and asked.

"No, these days, Mowgli has practiced calligraphy for an hour every day, and reading for almost an hour." I sat across from my uncle and replied respectfully.

Uncle nodded. "This is very good, although you are successful in calligraphy, but you must also keep improving, you must not slack off, as for the four books and five classics, you can't pull down. Usually, don't get contaminated with too many mundane things. ”

"Wuji knows, please rest assured uncle." Ben Gongzi put on a deferential and benevolent appearance, and agreed without a mouth. After all, my uncle is for my own good, as for what I do, it is my own business, as long as I don't delay the business, I believe that my uncle will also pay attention to my hard work.

"Well, today, the old man has time, so I'll take a test {}{small} and say 3w.ybdu your knowledge." The uncle's expression continued to be very serious.

"Huh?" Hearing this, I couldn't help but be stunned, staring at my uncle with a serious face, and a huge wave of Taotian was set off in my heart. The Buddha who sells cakes, what does my uncle want to do? Teach me what I learned...... The question is whether my uncle is going to teach me English or math, or physics or chemistry?

"What kind of expression do you have, since you lived in the old man's mansion, your studies have been taught by the old man." My uncle startled my expression, and puffed out his eyes.

Before I could tell the difference, my uncle coughed twice and began to come up with the question, which was one of the Five Classics "Zhou Yi", one of the most respected by ancient readers.

Hearing the word "Zhou Yi", my son's face suddenly became afraid, but the uncle closed his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, shook his head and continued: "Hexagram 9: Sell it under the door." Animal: Heng. Dense clouds do not rain, self western suburbs...... What does this mean? ”

By the way, in the 21st century, "Zhou Yi" was regarded as a holy text by the gods. Don't say that I haven't read Zhou Yi, even if I do, I use it as a fortune teller to read, doesn't my uncle want me to die? At this moment, Ben Gongzi, who is talented, poetic, and has the essence of ideology and culture condensed for more than 1,000 years beyond this era, is completely messy......

"Huh? Still not quick to solve?! "When my uncle saw my sluggish expression, he couldn't help but snort, and his expression was full of color.

"This, well, uncle wait a minute, meaning, that is, this is the ninth hexagram in Zhou Yi, Qianxia Xunshang, Qianxia represents yang, below yang, of course the top is yin, this little animal, it should refer to a small animal, uh, it is a small animal......" Seeing his uncle's expression, my son could only explain tremblingly.

It's okay not to explain, this explanation, my uncle's eyes suddenly widened bigger than a bull's eye, and his mouth was grinning, almost catching up with the hippopotamus waiting for treatment, his throat gurgled, and he raised his hand to point at me, not knowing what he was trembling.

"!" In the end, my uncle broke out! The beard and hair are all open, the thick eyebrows are angry, the roar is like thunder, and the big slap is slapped on the case, which scared Lao Tzu's ass and moved a third of a meter after repeatedly. I can't take care of it, let's honestly admit our guilt, and if we surrender, we can lose half of it. "Uncle, don't be annoyed first, it's not too late for you to get angry again after listening to Wuji's explanation."

"You! You stinky boy, did you deliberately bury the old man today? "My uncle is worthy of being a decent gentleman, although he is very angry, he is very bearded and glaring, but at least he can maintain his sanity. He sat down hatefully and pointed his finger at my brow like a sword. "If you can't give the old man a reasonable explanation, you will kneel here for the old man to think about it behind closed doors tonight."

“…… Uncle, uncle, in fact, Wuji wanted to tell you a long time ago...... "In order to avoid the bad luck of kneeling in the study tonight, Ben Gongzi decided to fight. There was a faint choking in my voice, my expression was painful and sad, my eyes were heavy and sad, as if I were in a very contradictory mood, full of boundless anguish and indescribable feelings, if there was a camera to capture my vivid emotional expression, it would be no less than the masterpiece of the great sculptor Auguste Rodin: the thinker.

It seemed that my uncle had been moved by his powerful body and facial expressions, and at least when he saw such a shocking sadness and contradiction on the face of a boy who had not yet reached the age of sixteen, he calmed down.

Taking a deep breath, my uncle's face turned peaceful: "Wuji, isn't there really something that has changed that made you ...... today"

"Exactly!" Hearing this, I nodded slowly and heavily, imagining myself to be a strain patient, each of whom was broken into three or four nodes. "Presumably uncle, you also know that Wuji fell seriously ill a few days ago, and almost lost his life."

"Could it be that there is something left behind? Mowgli, tell the old man quickly. It seems that my uncle is still very concerned about my nephew, and when he heard my words, he couldn't help but be anxious, and he didn't care about the majesty of the elder, so he walked up to me and squatted, full of worry and anxiety.

"Uncle, you should know that Wuji suffered from amnesia due to illness." Well, there's a language problem with this, but it doesn't matter, the point is on the word amnesia.

"Have you forgotten everything you've learned in the past?!" When my uncle heard this, his face changed greatly, and he exclaimed. The big hand grabbed my thin arm tightly, my mother, the force was so great that Lao Tzu almost screamed in pain. It seems that the uncle is not a simple literati, right, in this era, civil and military can be regarded as not divided, like my uncle's grandfather is a military general, and my deceased grandfather also belongs to the master of both civil and military, it seems that although my uncle usually wears up Sven, but there is still the courage of a martial artist in his bones.

He nodded sadly and painfully (well, it hurts), his voice deliberately hoarse and sad. "Wuji didn't expect that in addition to forgetting a lot of previous events, he even forgot almost everything Wuji had learned all his life, it was true. Wuji's illness has already worried you too much, uncle, how can Wuji be embarrassed to let my uncle worry about me again? ”

My uncle finally let go of his strong hand and patted me on the shoulder comfortingly, with some regret and some sudden comfort. "Good boy, no wonder your calligraphy style is very different from the past, it seems that the old man is too careless. Alas...... Uncle almost blamed you. ”

"Uncle, it's Wuji's fault, Wuji didn't expect that such a thing would happen, don't say it's "Zhou Yi", the Five Classics are almost forgotten. Alas......" I was secretly happy in my heart, and my expression continued to reveal a deep sadness. Secretly applauded for finding a wonderful reason.,In this way,Ben Gongzi didn't understand those classical Chinese and found an explanation.。