After returning home, Mozi asked Wu Jie how he was doing, but he could find out about Miss Tang's family.

Wu Jie replied, I only went to the school for the first time today, and no one recognized it all, so where did I go to inquire? But those lessons sound interesting and practical.

I explained to the moth for a long time.

Mozi didn't understand it, but he heard Wu Jie say that the book was very useful to read, and he was happy for his son-in-law.

After dinner, Wu Jie spread out the pen and paper, finished writing today's extracurricular homework, and revised it for another half a day before it was finalized.

This is the first time since he traveled to the Ming Dynasty that he has studied so hard. When I saw the article I wrote, although the writing was not beautiful, the format was rigorous, but the meaning had already arrived.

In fact, the official documents of the organs pay attention to explaining things clearly in words that are as concise and clear as possible, so as not to cause disagreement among the people who read them.

Wu Jie is still a beginner in ancient writing, but practical writing is his strength, and it is easy to write.

Glancing at the homework with satisfaction, Wu Jie's heart was happy.

Although this teacher seems to be vicious, he is a level and capable, and he can really learn something by following him.

In fact, there were many kinds of official documents in the Ming Dynasty. Since the goal is to be a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, it is inevitable that he will have to draft documents for the emperor. As far as the emperor's documents are concerned, they are divided into many types, such as edicts, proclamations, and edicts. Depending on the occasion, the format is also different. Below, there are also the prince's teachings, the courtiers' twists and turns, the Tang newspaper and the palace newspaper of the government, the customs clearance diploma, and the management of the yellow book of household registration, all of which have a lot of exquisiteness.

All of these things will be taught in the future of their school career.

In any era, this kind of aristocratic school has its own merits.

Second, as soon as he arrived at the school, Lu Chang squeezed his eyes at Wu Jie and slapped a stack of cards in front of Wu Jie. Then he said excitedly: "Your kind of card game is really fun, I played with my little sister and the little maid Lilac in the courtyard last night." Mom, the luck is so good that Mount Tai is overwhelming, and each one has at least three big cards. There is one, I took the big and small door gods, took four twos, and a bomb, and directly hit the little sister and Lilac a spring. Won miserably......"

Looking at the stack of cards, Wu Jie was taken aback.

The quality of the paper in the Ming Dynasty was not very good, and it was all soft and collapsed rice paper. With the technology of the time, it was impossible to make the kind of coated paper used to make cards.

But Lu Chang directly used parchment, not to mention the cost, and the quality was better than the playing cards of later generations.

This kid is really good at playing.

The little fat man laughed proudly: "Poor Lilac just received her share of the money, and she lost all her essence in just one night." And the little sister...... Hehe, I'm going to cry. ”

"What two door gods, that's the big and small kings."

"Yes, yes, it's the king." Lu Chang danced proudly, moved, but gasped for cold air, rolled up his sleeves, and touched the black green on his right arm.

"Brother Chang, what's wrong with you?" A little brother asked flatteringly.

"Someone beaten!" The dead fat man replied angrily.

"Who dares to move the second young master so blindly, there is nothing to say, gather people, kill the generals, and seek justice."

"Begging for a fart, can't beg!" Lu Chang kicked the kid and said angrily: "It's not a little sister yet, that little devil is in a hurry." Lao Tzu can't afford to provoke her, aren't you going to die? ”

The child stuck out his tongue: "It turned out to be Sister Shuang'er, so I won't be uncomfortable if I don't look for it." ”

Several children burst into laughter.

Someone began to deal cards: "Come on, come on, there is still half an hour before class, play two rounds." Ten cents doubled. ”

"Okay, see if I kill you without a piece of armor." Lu Chang and the other two children immediately pulled out the stool and played. It wasn't until Mr. Dai entered the bookstore that he hurriedly collected the cards and sat upright.

"Don't leave after school, play with me." The fat man turned his head to Wu Jie and said.

Wu Jie smiled, but did not speak.

After school, he didn't run away, and Wu Jie was stopped by several children of the Lu Mansion and not allowed to leave. In desperation, Wu Jie had to accompany them to fight the landlord a few times.

As an old ghost, it is not easy to clean up a few novices, and the game is one-sided.

"Junko."

"Don't."

"Don't."

"King, my cards are out."

"Damn, lost!"

......" bomb. ”

"Ah, naked bombing, I thought it was three with one."

"What a cunning fellow."

...... "It's over, Brother Chang, my month has been lost." "A child with a sad face.

"I'll lend you something that is a disappointment."

"If you don't borrow it, your son will eat grain, what will I do next month?"

"Do you mean to play Rippy?"

"I didn't say that." The man who answered shrank his head.

…… Wu Jie looked at it, and he had already won more than ten taels of silver, and the card skills of these little guys were really stinky.

So he took the card: "Don't play, I'll treat you to eat." There's a sweet water stall over there, and the bayberry ice is good. ”

"Good!" Everyone cheered, and they all stood up and rushed in that direction.

Seeing a group of people in fancy clothes rushing over, the seller who bought sweet water hurriedly hid the change on his body: "Don't squeeze it, all of you." ”

Drying his poisonous head and eating chilled bayberry soup, he felt good.

Looking at the Lu family boys around him, Wu Jie was in a trance. I feel like I'm back in the modern world, back in high school. After a large group of classmates had been working all night in an Internet café, they ran out into the street to drink Coke, look at the beautiful mm, and whistle loudly.

Then let out a wild laugh.

In a person's life, only at that age can he make real friends.

To miss it is to miss it.

"Speaking of which, I'm only eighteen years old, and I'm a high school student in the modern world!" Wu Jie smiled silently.

"What did you say?" After drinking so much chilled sour plum soup, the fat man's body sweated more, like a water man.

"Nothing."

"I said, Wu Jie, you're a good person, it's a bit interesting. We'll be brothers from now on. ”

"Brother? Just because of a bowl of sour plum soup? "Wu Jie is a little funny.

"You're very funny, you didn't say it, if you have something in the capital in the future, just report my name."

"You seem to be a fifteen-year-old child, so what's the use of me giving your name?"

"I can't say that." Lu Chang was rarely serious: "Although we are young, we will always grow up one day." When the time comes, he will attack the title and become an official, and he will not be majestic. We are all going to enter the officialdom in the future, we are all brothers, and we will also have a care in the court in the future. ”

Wu Jie was taken aback, this kid looked stubborn, and he didn't want to be so mature in this regard. At this point, there is still a big difference between a dead fat man and a gentleman in the traditional sense.

Wu Jie: "You are a noble son, I am a poor talent, and I will not be able to go together in the future." ”

"No, your article is very good. I called Xiaomei and said, your writing is better than that of the scholars of Hanlin Academy. In the future, with this article, how can I also get a jinshi. When the time comes, you and I will be brothers, one scholar and one martial arts, you will be a scholar, and I will be a general. Don't cover the sky with one hand? Wha! ”

The fat man looked up at the blue sky and laughed wildly, as if he was already immersed in a reverie for the future.

Be in spirits. Sour plum makes wine, hearty.

The young man's heart should be taken to the clouds.

(To be continued)