"Also, you don't need to buy them all. The Four Books and Five Classics are available at home, and the ones I used were put in the room that my aunt left for me; The history books and laws are available from my brother, and you can take them and copy a set. As for the rest, I'll give you the money, and I'll pay it back when you sell your book in the future and have money. ”

Xu Xue opened her mouth, wanting to refuse Xu Xi's help. But if you don't borrow Xu Xi's money, you have to go home and ask your father and mother for it. Although Xu Xi gave 200 taels of silver to make capital for the family, his father and mother were also under great pressure. If she knew that she needed so much money to study, her father and mother would probably not be able to sleep at night.

It's better to borrow Xu Xi's money first, and then pay it back when she earns money later. If she really can't make money writing a script, her father and mother will start the deal, and then ask them for the money to return to Xu Xi. I think that the pressure on my father and mother at that time was not so great, so I would not be anxious about her expenses.

Xu Xue is still very confident in the trade of cold vegetables. The main thing is that it is so delicious.

She clenched her little fist and nodded vigorously, "Okay." I'm going to write a script and sell it for money. ”

As she was talking, her eyes suddenly widened, and she said with excitement on her face: "Sister, look." ”

Xu Xi looked in the direction of her chin point, and saw that there were three people walking in from outside the teaching house, and the one walking in front was not Mrs. Xiao they met in the silver building?

"She's on ......" Xu Xi lowered his head, looked at the class schedule he memorized, and his eyes widened suddenly, "Calligraphy? ”

In her impression, calligraphy should be taught by an old master, after all, calligraphy takes time to accumulate. If you can come to the girls' academy to be a master, you can't write too badly, at least you have to have some reputation in the calligraphy world. But Mrs. Xiao looks like she's only in her early twenties, so she's too young, right?

How young do you have to start practicing calligraphy?

Mrs. Xiao walked up to the stage, glanced at the people below, and paused at Xu Xi's table, but quickly moved away and said, "My surname is Xiao, everyone can call me Mrs. Xiao." During this time, I will give you a calligraphy lesson. ”

The mother-in-law and maid she brought in were the same Mama Yun and Xiaoru that Xu Xi had seen in the silver building. At this time, the two of them moved out of nowhere to a large shelf, and the wooden planks on the shelf were placed diagonally on it, and they spread a large piece of rice paper on the wooden board, and fixed it with clips.

Mama Yun took out the pen and ink inkstone from the baggage they brought, and Xiaoru dripped some water from the small porcelain bottle on it and began to grind the ink.

Mrs. Xiao said: "If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools." If you want to practice calligraphy well, the pen is the most important thing to pay attention to......"

She introduced several pens and asked everyone to buy them, and when she saw that Xiaoru had polished the ink, she began to pick up the pen and write on the big rice paper, and the action was like a smooth flow.

She was young, and the women of the family had not heard much of her name. Although he didn't dare to question her in his heart based on discipline and reverence for the academy, he undoubtedly didn't believe that she could write well.

As soon as the feasible words appeared, the words written by Mrs. Xiao appeared, and the slight noise in the teaching house disappeared at once, and everyone seemed to have even stopped the sound of breathing, and the room was surprisingly quiet.

Xu Xi has been practicing regular script for a while, but Mrs. Xiao has written a line script. Her words are vigorous and powerful, both elegant and free, and the beauty of walking on paper can be felt even by people who do not know how to appreciate calligraphy.

"Ahh The excited voice of the system suddenly popped up in Xu Xi's mind, "She turned out to be a disciple of Master Mingcang, and the words she wrote were completely the true biography of Master Mingcang." ”

"Master Mingcang?" When Xu Xi heard these two words, he was a little puzzled, "Didn't you say that he had been dead for more than fifty years?" Mrs. Shaw is in her twenties, right? How could she become a disciple of Master Mingcang? ”

The system was stunned all of a sudden, and his tone hesitated: "Or...... Is it his apprentice? ”

Xu Xi sighed with emotion: "If she is really the disciple of Master Mingcang, then I will make a lot of money." Worshipping Mrs. Xiao as a teacher is equivalent to worshipping Master Mingcang as a teacher, and it is very likely that you can still see Master Mingcang's copybook. Earning a hundred points for a word is no longer a dream. ”

The system said "uh-huh" twice approvingly: "I'll check." There was no sound, and it was obvious that he had gone to check on Mrs. Xiao's details.

Xu Xi's mood was simply beautiful, and his eyes were a little eager when he looked at Mrs. Xiao.

"Okay, everyone take out a pen and paper, write a word, I'll feel the bottom and see how everyone's level is." After Mrs. Xiao showed her level, she made a request, "You don't need to write a book, you can write whatever you are good at." ”

This is what Xu Xue is most afraid of.

Although she learned to read with her uncle, she usually took her brother's books to read, but those didn't cost anything. Calligraphy is something to practice, and it doesn't take too much paper and ink. It was very difficult for her brother to study at home, and it was impossible to buy paper and ink for her to practice calligraphy.

Therefore, her words can only be recognized, and there is no beauty at all.

Now Mrs. Xiao wants everyone to write, and she is so worried that she will be at the bottom.

This little girl has all emotions on her face, and Xu Xi knows that she has no confidence at a glance.

But this kind of thing, it's useless to comfort her, except for the sound of turning paper and grinding ink in the teaching house, no one is talking to each other, she can only give her an encouraging look, and then grind the ink.

Xu Xue couldn't, so she had to spread the paper and start grinding the ink.

The teachers in the girls' academy were much more comfortable than the modern teachers. Not only did the maid help them do some shop work, but now they don't give lectures, but there are also maids who make hot tea for her and move chairs.

At this time, everyone was writing below, and Mrs. Xiao was drinking tea on it. When it was almost over, she got up, walked into the aisle, and began to read the words written by everyone one by one.

Xu Xi was originally a person who was attentive and distracted, and after wearing it in ancient times, he practiced words every day when he was free, and he had already developed the habit of quickly entering the state as soon as he mentioned the pen to practice words, and only the words she wanted to write in his heart were nothing else.

And the words on the notebook given to her by Mrs. Hou have long been imprinted in her mind. At this time, even if there is no calligraphy in front of her, the words she writes are still very similar to the words on the calligraphy, and she has her own unique charm.

Because this is the first opportunity to show their faces in front of the master, some students who write well and expect to be praised by the master can't concentrate, and when they write, they frequently turn their heads to see where Mrs. Xiao goes, and the handwriting is not as good as the usual writing.

Mrs. Xiao walked up the aisle on the other side, went around to the back, and then turned back, and finally stopped behind Xu Xi.