After taking a nap, I opened my eyes, but saw Xiao Yi still standing in front of the desk, holding the "Book of Songs" and reciting it silently. (Read the full text of the novel, as far as you can.1.) (1 text. Learning Network)

"Isn't it tiring to stand there and endorse all afternoon? Since there is a chair in front of you, sit down. ”

Xiao Mo got up from the bed and said softly while sorting out his clothes.

Hearing Xiao Mo's words, Xiao Yi's body trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to hide the "Book of Songs" in his hand, and then remembered Xiao Mo's words before, and awkwardly put the "Book of Songs" on the desk.

Walking to the bed, Xiao Yi helped Xiao Mo sort out his clothes, and said softly: "The desk is used by you, young master, as a subordinate, how dare I sit there?" Young Master, if you can help me borrow books, I am already grateful. ”

Xiao Yi's identity is very complex, he is not only Xiao Mo's personal subordinate, but also Xiao Mo's scholar, or Xiao Mo's accompaniment, the moment he entered the Xiao family, his life has been sold to the Xiao family, in this hierarchical society, the old masters and young masters can only ask for and oppress people of his status, and as a subordinate, he can only silently abide by various taboos, and dare not violate it at all.

For example, the chair behind the desk, Xiao Mo has never moved, but it is the master's house, so Xiao Yi does not dare to move except for wiping it on weekdays.

For another example, although Xiao Yi is Xiao Mo's companion, but that is just so that Xiao Mo will not feel lonely when he reads, Xiao Shenyan has never paid too much attention to Xiao Yi, and Xiao Yi doesn't dare to touch the books in the study, he can't keep up with the progress of the class, Xiao Shenyan won't pay attention to it, and he also needs Xiao Mo to help him borrow books.

Xiao Yi's clothes, Xiao Yi's food, and Xiao Yi's life are all owned by the Xiao family, and none of the things of the Xiao family are his, except for cleaning, they don't even dare to move, this is the epitome of the hierarchical relationship of the times.

Looking at Xiao Yi as he spoke, with a sad look in his blandness, Xiao Mo sighed slightly in his heart.

"Xiao Yi, what's your name? I mean, before you entered the Xiao family, before you changed your name to Xiao Yi, what was your real name? ”

Xiao Mo asked suddenly.

Xiao Yi glanced at Xiao Mo strangely, not knowing why Xiao Mo asked this, but he still lowered his head and replied in a low voice: "My name was Wang Jirui before, and it was Abba who used two chickens to get a name for a show in the village. ”

Xiao Mo nodded, and asked again, "Wang Jirui...... That's a good name, what does it mean? ”

"Ji is the meaning of the rain and the sky, Rui is the meaning of wisdom, that Xiucai said, the two words together, that is, 'wisdom is as bright as the sky, the rain and dew of the sky are bathed and born, and the water of the nectar is green and wise'."

Xiao Yi said, his words are very skillful.

"What a good name, it seems that your father has high expectations for you."

"Well, my father said that he would work hard, and he would provide me with education in the future, so that when I grow up, I can have a noble status like the Xiucai in the village, and it ......will be easy to marry a daughter-in-law."

As he spoke, the corners of Xiao Yi's eyes were slightly red, as if he was thinking of his deceased parents again.

Xiao Mo smiled slightly, from the skillful tone of Xiao Yi's tone when he said his name just now, he knew that he had never forgotten his real name, and his efforts these days did not live up to his father's expectations.

Although the personalities are different, in a way, Xiao Yi is indeed very similar to Xiao Mo's previous life.

"Or, one day, when I can be independent, I will let you leave the Xiao family in a beautiful manner and become independent. A person like you who works hard and does not forget his roots should not be a subordinate for the rest of his life. ”

Xiao Mo looked at Xiao Yi and thought secretly in his heart.

Of course, Xiao Mo didn't say these words now, firstly, he didn't have this ability now, and secondly, when these words were said now, Xiao Yi would not only not be grateful, but would be frightened.

After finishing the tidying, Xiao Mo left the room and was going to go to Xiao Shenyan for the afternoon class.

Liu waited outside the room as always, although the time for Xiao Shenyan's lecture was coming soon, but Liu did not enter the house to wake up Xiao Mo, in her opinion, it was always good for Xiao Mo to sleep a little longer.

Sending Xiao Mo all the way outside the courtyard, Liu advised: "Mo'er, if your fourth grandfather still lets you practice calligraphy in the afternoon, regardless of your body, you must tell your grandmother, we are not afraid of him, and grandmother will make decisions for you then!" ”

Xiao Mo smiled bitterly, but still nodded yes.

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When Xiao Mo came to Xiao Shenyan's study, Xiao Shenyan had been waiting for a long time, and when Xiao Mo and Xiao Yi sat down, they didn't say anything and started a new lecture.

From this day on, Xiao Shenyan began to teach Xiao Mo and Xiao Yi "University".

"The University" was originally the forty-second chapter of the "Book of Rites". I took it out of the "Book of Rites" and compiled the chapters and sentences from the two brothers, Cheng Hao and Cheng Yi. He also compiled and annotated the "University", "The Mean", "The Analects", and "Mencius", which are called the ...... of the Four Books"

With Xiao Shenyan's narration, Xiao Mo was slightly stunned, although he was not proficient in history, he also knew that Cheng Hao and Cheng Yi were originally Confucian masters in the Song Dynasty, but they didn't expect that although history changed, these two people not only did not disappear, but achieved greater, it can only be said that although history has changed, outstanding people, no matter what environment they are, can shine alone.

is also one of the four books, "University" is not as easy to understand as "Analects" and "Mencius", and Xiao Mo rarely touched on it in his previous life, but on the basis of the previous one, with Xiao Shenyan's narration for a whole hour, Xiao Mo still had a general understanding of "University", and read through one of the "Kanghe" to understand the meaning, and the progress satisfied Xiao Shenyan.

However, an hour later, the lecture ended, and the scene of Xiao Mo's painful practice of the post reappeared, the font of the post was still Yanti, Xiao Mo was still getting worse and worse the more he practiced, and Xiao Shenyan was still making mistakes. But Xiao Mo was not as puzzled as he was in the morning, he just practiced by himself, but he rarely looked at the calligraphy next to him.

Finally, an hour of practice time ended, the light outside the window was dim, and it was dusk in a blink of an eye.

"That's the end of today's practice of calligraphy, Mo'er, your handwriting is really poor, you have to practice more when you go back, remember that there are still three homework for calligraphy."

Looking at the messy font on the paper in his hand, Xiao Shenyan shook his head and sighed, and after settling down, he shook his head and left.

Xiao Yi's face, after a day of practice, was neat and tidy, and he saw the style for the first time, but under Xiao Yi's expectant eyes, Xiao Shenyan didn't look at it, just shook his head and left the study.

Although Xiao Shenyan also admired Xiao Yi a little, to him, Xiao Yi was just a subordinate, and that's it.

Xiao Yi's disappointed expression flashed, and in a blink of an eye, he regained his composure, and helped Xiao Mo pack up his pen and paper and prepare to leave.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Mo actually walked in front of his low case, picked up the paper he wrote, and after observing it for a while, he looked up at Xiao Yi and smiled slightly, and said, "The writing is good, at least much better than me." ”

A hint of joy flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes, although he didn't say anything, his hands and feet to clean up the desk were much brisker.

Although he is a subordinate, he is only a nine-year-old boy after all, and he has not yet learned to treat humility as a nature, and he still has some expectations in his heart that do not belong to the identity of a subordinate, and at his age, he always expects praise from others, even if it is just Xiao Mo, who is one year younger than him.

What's more, I don't know when it started, Xiao Yi can no longer treat Xiao Mo as a peer.

After Xiao Yi cleaned up the desk, he was about to leave with Xiao Mo, but he saw that Xiao Mo did not mean to leave immediately, but stood in front of the bookcase in the study and searched for something, took out a notebook from time to time to observe for a while, and then shook his head and put it back in place, and so on.

After about a stick of incense, Xiao Mo already had four or five scrolls of calligraphy under his arm, and said to Xiao Yi: "Okay, let's go." ”

Following behind Xiao Mo, Xiao Yi secretly thought: "After being told by the fourth master for an afternoon, although the young master doesn't look good, he thinks that he has to make up his mind to practice calligraphy, otherwise he won't find so many calligraphy to bring back." ”

Xiao Yi didn't know that among the calligraphy that Xiao Mo was looking for, there were willow styles, Zhao styles, Xingshu, and even wild grass, but there was no Yan body taught by Xiao Shenyan.

Xiao Mo's way of writing is destined to go farther and farther away from what Xiao Shenyan expected.

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