Hearing Gu Yan's answer, Mr. reached out and took the article and looked at it for a while, "Yes, the books and texts are all very beneficial." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" looked at the students who were still scratching their ears and cheeks and said, "Since you have finished writing and there is nothing else to do today, you can go back first." Although you are making progress now, do not be arrogant, and remember that you should concentrate on your studies. ”

Gu Yan packed up his things in a daze and went out, but he didn't know that the old gentleman who taught Gu Yan was also dizzy. It's like a teacher who saw the student who had the worst grades in the class a few days ago, and suddenly took the first place in the school. That feeling, most people still can't tell. Not to mention the word Gu Yan......

At the beginning, it was also out of curiosity, just after finishing the topic, it didn't take long to find that Gu Yan had already started writing, and he felt a little strange in his heart, so he walked to his side to take a look, and actually saw such an article. Although it is also an ancient text rather than a pun style, this article can be regarded as a text that follows the word, and what is even more rare is that the allusions used in it are easy to come by, and they are quite relevant. Watching by the side, it doesn't seem like asking someone to write for you, the most rare thing is to write it in one go. Writing such an article at the age of fourteen, although it can't be said to be a genius, it can barely be called 'talented', but in just a few days, how can the change suddenly be so big and so fast. The old gentleman was puzzled.

Gu Yan walked back slowly, but he ran into red medicine on the way.

"At this time...... Isn't it supposed to be a class? Why so early? Hongyao was suspicious, "Could it be that he was kicked out by Mr.?" Thinking of this, I was afraid that Gu Yan would be embarrassed to see her, but he pretended not to see him, lowered his head, and accelerated his pace more and more, but unexpectedly Gu Yan stopped him.

"Do you have any orders?" Red medicine has written surprised.

"Can you help me find some goose feathers and some needlework?" Gu Yan said very politely.

Hongyao was even more surprised, "Young Master, could it be that the clothes are torn?" The slave will make up for you, and you will not have to do it yourself. "It's just goose feathers for what?

"It's not." Gu Yan smiled, "These are of other uses, how about it, can they be delivered over at dinner?" ”

Hongyao hesitated slightly, and agreed, these are just trivial things, needlework is in her room, and goose feathers are not uncommon. Similarly, she was also curious about what Gu Yan was using goose feathers and needlework.

It's time for dinner.

Gu Yan hastily ate the dinner that was still vegetable tofu. The goose feathers and needlework were ready, and Gu Yan stacked the cut paper together and sewed it up with needle and thread. Hongyao also breathed a sigh of relief, and was a little disappreciative in his heart, it turned out that he was just sewing the paper with a needle and thread, which was nothing. But I saw Gu Yan pick up the scissors and cut the goose feathers, so he directly wrote on the paper.

Hongyao has never been to school, but he also knows a few words, and he feels very interesting to see such a new way of writing.

"Young master, this goose feather can actually write?"

"Of course." Gu Yan said with a smile, pulled another piece of paper casually, and wrote the two traditional characters 'red medicine' with goose feathers. "Do you recognize that?" It is inconvenient to write with goose feathers, and Gu Yan's words are not very good-looking, but they can be understood when they look at it.

"Naturally." Hongyao laughed.

Gu Yan smiled, and added a few words before and after the word red medicine, but it was the last sentence in Jiang Kui's "Yangzhou Slow": Reading the red medicine by the bridge, I know who I was born for every year.

looked up, but saw that Hongyao's beautiful eyes lit up: "This sentence is really well written, isn't it a popular long and short sentence today?" This is what you wrote, young master? What is the full text? Gu Yan was a little numb by this gaze, and suddenly remembered that Jiang Kui was a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty, and now, he has not been born yet.

Gu was speechless, and said sorry to Jiang Kui, who was not yet born, and said stubbornly: "Not bad." ”

"And what's the full text?" Hongyao asked, "I looked at this sentence, but it was comparable to the Liu San change I heard a few days ago." ”

I didn't expect this red medicine to look quiet on weekdays, but I didn't expect it to be a poetry fan. However, Jiang Kui's sentence was indeed well written, otherwise it would not have made Gu Yan remember it deeply, so he wrote it casually. It's just that this content still can't be said in the end, and after that, "since Huma peeped into the river, the waste pond arbors are still tired of talking about soldiers." How do you explain that? Even if it is reluctantly involved in the alliance of the abyss, it is too far-fetched. Gu Yan had no choice but to say: "This kind of thing is just inspiration, and I only thought of this sentence, and I haven't thought about the rest yet." ”

When Hongyao heard this, he had no choice but to give up.

With the ability, even the treatment is different. Gu Yan looked at the quilt and poured the tea. smiled and shook his head, this can't be said about the power of red medicine, after all, with the character of the original owner, when red medicine says a few words, he has to reply with a sage who doesn't understand it or not, and he is rigid and stiff, and red medicine is not an old Confucian who is a scholar, so he naturally has no interest in this. Gu Yan said that he had sent away the red medicine that was enthusiastic and enthusiastic. sat back at the table and began to write with a simple quill pen, of course, the historical common sense that still exists in Gu Yan's memory. For the sake of secrecy, Gu Yan, a key historical figure, is still written in pinyin. Even if I remember a lot of the past now, it's better to prepare early. This time, Gu Yan came with a long-term purpose. At least 50 years in this Northern Song Dynasty, right? Memories are always limited.

The only thing that gave Gu Yan a headache was that he was not a person who specialized in the history of the Northern Song Dynasty. What is the order of these era names that change once in a few years, Gu Yan almost didn't understand at all. Who's full enough to memorize those things? But fortunately, Gu Yan still remembered that Song Renzong seemed to have reigned for about forty-one years, and the era name Jiayou was more famous...... Is it six years or eight years? And according to memory, Song Renzong has been reigning for thirty-two years.

Gu Yan calculated, and the more he calculated, the more frightened he became. If Song Renzong really reigned for forty-one years, and the era name Jiayou was used for eight years, wouldn't it be ...... Next year is the first year of Jiayou? Even if it's not next year, it must be very close. An unprecedented sense of urgency appeared in Gu Yan's heart.

Knowing that Jiayounian was close at hand, Gu Yan really showed the hard work of the college entrance examination that year, and he almost couldn't leave his hand. Even on the way to class, I kept memorizing the subset of scriptures and histories. And what made Gu Yan feel a little strange was that although Gu Yan, who looked at Gu Yan quite unpleasantly in his memory, still looked at him with an unpleasant gaze, he never took the initiative to provoke Gu Yan again. And Gu Yan is now busy preparing for the imperial examination, so he can't ask for such a situation.