Funing County Post House.

Seeing that Yang He came back alone, Zhao Liangdong hurriedly led Yang He into the house, and then ordered someone to serve tea.

Yang He smiled: "Don't be busy, I just drank it in Zhang Zhixian." ”

Zhao Liangdong said with a smile: "The adults drink the tea of Lord Zhang in the county office, and the tea of the villain is the villain's here, which is different." ”

Yang He smiled and shook his head when he heard this.

……

Funing County Post House.

Seeing that Yang He came back alone, Zhao Liangdong hurriedly led Yang He into the house, and then ordered someone to serve tea.

Yang He smiled: "Don't be busy, I just drank it in Zhang Zhixian." ”

Zhao Liangdong said with a smile: "The adults drink the tea of Lord Zhang in the county government, and the tea they drink here is the tea of the lowly position, which is different." ”

Yang He smiled and shook his head when he heard this.

Seeing Zhao Liangdong's slightly questioning expression, Yang He smiled and said: "Your younger brother went with Li Wei to see Li Guerrilla, why did he first arrive, some people around me should be familiar with it first." ”

"Yes, you've thought it through." Zhao Liangdong said with a smile.

Yang He smiled, put the gift box on the table and slowly opened it, only to see that there were inkstones, ink blocks, pen holders, and a few brushes.

Taking out a few things separately, Yang He carefully looked at them for a while.

After thinking about it, Yang He looked at Zhao Liangdong and said, "You can write, right?" ”

Zhao Liangdong hurriedly said: "I know a few words." ”

Yang He smiled: "Write a few words and I'll take a look." ”

"I'm afraid I can't take the word of despicability." Zhao Liangdong said with a smile.

"I don't know how to write, so I'm not as good as you." Yang He said with a smile.

"Then this is ......," Zhao Liangdong said suspiciously, looking at the stationery on the table.

Yang He said with a smile: "I want to read and write, and Master Zhang knew about it and sent pen and ink to me." ”

Zhao Liangdong praised when he heard this: "The adults are humble and studious, and they are admired by their humble duties." ”

"I don't know big characters, what is there to admire, come, today you come to enlighten me and teach me to write a few words." Yang He said with a smile.

"It's an honor to be able to enlighten adults." Zhao Liangdong said happily.

As he spoke, he took the paper and poured another glass of water.

Pour a little water into the inkstone, and then pick up the ink block and grind it slowly, Zhao Liangdong said while inking ink: "Adults can't use rice paper when they first learn to write, they need to use such coarse paper." ”

Yang He nodded and looked at Zhao Liangdong carefully.

After a while, Zhao Liangdong finished grinding the ink, and then selected one of several brushes and said to Yang He: "My lord, you need to use a medium pen when you just learn to write." ”

"Oh? Is there a big or small amount of money? Yang He asked.

Zhao Liangdong said: "Yes, according to the size of the words written, the brush used is not the same, and the pen chosen for the adult is to write the middle letter." ”

Saying that, Zhao Liangdong spread out the paper, thought about it, and wrote on the paper: People don't learn, they don't know righteousness.

After writing, Zhao Liangdong said with a smile: "The lowly handwriting is not good, and the adults laughed." ”

Yang He smiled: "Zhao Yicheng is too humble, is this Zhongkai?" ”

"Yes, wait for the adults to practice the middle style, and then practice the small style." Zhao Liangdong said.

Yang He nodded and asked, "What do you need to pay attention to when writing?" ”

"When holding the pen, you should point to the truth, the palm is empty, the wrist is flat, the elbow is raised, the arm is suspended, and the so-called holding the pen is like a hanging egg." Zhao Liangdong said.

Yang He looked at Zhao Liangdong's posture of holding the pen seriously, listened to Zhao Liangdong's explanation, and memorized it with his heart.

After talking about the precautions for writing, Zhao Liangdong said again: "If you want to write well, you need to post it, and it is best to come to Ouyang Xun's words first, and then you can write Yan Zhenqing or Zhu Suiliang's words." ”

Yang He didn't know who these people Zhao Liangdong was talking about, but he also knew that these people must be calligraphers, so he wrote down the names of these people at the moment.

Handing the pen to Yang He, Zhao Liangdong said: "My lord should start from the basics now, first hold the pen according to what he just said, and then try to write this character." ”

Yang He took the pen and held it according to Zhao Liangdong's posture just now.

Zhao Liangdong couldn't help but applaud when he saw it: "My lord is really good." ”

Yang He smiled, when he first practiced marksmanship, he hung two bricks under the barrel of the pistol to practice wrist strength, Yang He's highest record was to aim at the gun with both hands for two hours without shaking his wrist, it can be said that Yang He's wrist strength is far greater than ordinary people.

As for the flexibility of the wrist, Yang He is even more comparable.

Yang He's most used weapon is not a pistol, but a dagger, because assassination with a dagger is more silent. The use of daggers relies on the strength of the wrist and the flexibility of the wrist.

The secret workers of the Intelligence Department were all amazed by Yang He's skill in using the dagger, and they all said that Yang He's use of the dagger was like a miscellaneous brush. This shows how flexible Yang He's wrists are.

However, no matter how stable and flexible Yang He's wrist is, after all, it is the first time to use a brush, and writing with a brush is completely different from holding a gun and using a dagger.

Because knives and guns are hard objects, but the tip of a brush is soft, it is impossible to control the pen without a long period of training.

Yang He calmed down and slowly wrote out the characters.

After writing, Yang He looked at it, and saw that the strokes he wrote were uneven, and there was no meaning of roundness.

Yang He smiled and shook his head.

Zhao Liangdong smiled when he saw it: "My lord, I don't think I wrote it well?" ”

Yang He smiled: "This can also be called a word?" ”

"Hehe, don't hide it from my lord, when I wrote for the first time, I wrote it like an earth dragon (earthworm) crawling. An adult can write to this level for the first time, and he is already a genius. Zhao Liangdong said with a smile.

Yang He laughed and said, "You can just pick up the good ones and say them." ”

Immediately, Yang He concentrated on practicing calligraphy, and Zhao Liangdong on the side reminded him from time to time how to move the pen.

After writing for about half an hour, the next person informed that Li Wei and Zhao Liangsong had returned, and Yang He stopped writing.

Seeing a thick stack of paper piled up on the table, Yang He shook his head and sighed, "It's a waste." ”

Straightening out the paper, and then turning it to the back, Yang He said: "Don't throw it away, write it on the back next time." ”

"Yes!" Zhao Liangdong said busily.

While talking, Li Wei and Zhao Liangsong walked in.

After seeing the ceremony, Yang He smiled and said, "Have the brothers eaten?" ”

"Eat." Li Weidao.

"What about them? Did you go back? Yang He asked.

"No, I said I was staying in the county seat for one night tonight." Li Weidao.

Yang He smiled: "Is it the silver two that Sun Defu escorted with people?" ”

"Yes." Li Wei said with a smile.

"This old grandson, why didn't he come to see me, was he afraid that I would talk about him?" Yang He said with a smile.

"Hehe, Brother Sun is embarrassed to see you, I'm afraid that you will say that he is in a hurry." Li Wei said with a smile.

Yang He couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

After laughing for a while, Yang He looked at Zhao Liangsong and said, "Have you met Li Guerrilla?" ”

"I've seen it." Zhao Liangsong said busily.

Yang He nodded: "In the future, when you are by my side, you will often deal with Brother Li, use dim sum, and see how Brother Li does things." ”

"Yes, students will study hard." Zhao Liangsong said busily.

Yang He beckoned: "Come, teach me to read and write." ”

Zhao Liangsong turned his head and looked at Zhao Liangdong suspiciously, Zhao Liangdong smiled bitterly: "Just now the adult asked me to teach him to write." ”

When Zhao Liangsong heard this, he was suddenly in awe of Yang He.

After thinking about it, Zhao Liangsong said: "Adult, if you want to read and write, naturally you can't be like a child, and we don't have to memorize any three-character scriptures and thousand-character texts, just learn practical ones." ”

Yang He smiled: "That's exactly how it should be." ”

Zhao Liangsong continued: "However, writing still has to be simple to complex, some words don't look simple, but it is the basis of writing, and the simple words can be written well, in order to write complex words." ”

Yang He smiled: "This is the same as doing things. ”

Zhao Liangsong nodded, pondered for a while, and wrote more than ten words.

Yang He looked at it and saw that Zhao Liangsong wrote the words heaven, earth, day, wood, white, water, horse, and language, which are the most commonly used words, among which only the horse character is a traditional character, but Yang He still knows the traditional character of the horse.

There is no doubt that Zhao Liangsong only taught it once, Yang He learned it, and then wrote it again, although the writing was a little ugly, but it was no problem to recognize it.

Seeing that Yang He had learned these words so quickly, Zhao Liangsong couldn't help but praise him repeatedly.

Hearing Zhao Liangsong's praise, Yang He's face couldn't help but be a little red, but he couldn't tell Zhao Liangsong that he had known and could write these words for a long time, and his own handwriting was so ugly, saying that he could write was simply an insult to those who could write.

Seeing that Yang He had learned these words, Zhao Liangsong immediately wrote more than ten words.

Zhao Liangsong is not like Zhao Liangdong, Zhao Liangsong doesn't care about the quality of Yang He's handwriting, as long as he knows and can write.

Because his identity is different from Zhao Liangdong, he is Yang He's secretary, as the name suggests, he writes for Yang He, if Yang He's handwriting is as good as his, what else do you want him to do?

In fact, Yang He wants such a teaching gentleman.

If you don't write well, you can practice slowly, and the top priority is to know those traditional characters first.

Yang He himself has a foundation in simplified Chinese characters, and it is natural to learn traditional Chinese characters quickly, of course, learning fast also refers to those commonly used words.

The two taught one to learn, and in less than an hour, Yang He learned more than 200 words.

On the side, Zhao Liangdong and Li Wei looked at them dumbfounded.

When Yang He was drinking tea, Li Wei asked, "Big brother, have you learned all these words?" ”

Yang He smiled and said, "It's okay, how much have you learned?" ”

Li Wei said: "I only learned about 20 words. ”

Yang He gently patted Li Wei's shoulder: "Don't worry, learn slowly." ”

Li Wei said in a low voice: "Compared with my eldest brother, I'm about to become a fool, what else do I have to learn." ”

Zhao Liangsong smiled when he heard this: "What do you compare with adults, the talents of adults are also comparable to you?" ”

Yang He shook his head and smiled: "What kind of talent, don't put gold on my face, I knew some words before, but I don't know how to write." ”

Yang He decided to tell half the truth, after all, he learned too fast, and it was really unreasonable to say that he didn't know a word before.

Li Wei patted his head: "I remember, my eldest brother knew words before, otherwise how could he name me?" By the way, how to write the Wei character of my name, my eldest brother said that he would teach me after learning. ”

Yang He smiled, looked at Zhao Liangsong and said, "The guard who protects the family and the country." ”

Zhao Liangsong nodded, picked up the pen and wrote the word "Wei", and then wrote the word Li in front.

Li Wei was a little dumbfounded when he saw it, and said with a sad face: "So many strokes? When will I have to learn? ”

Yang He smiled: "My name has more than your strokes." ”