"Yes, Yue'er has seen Shang Lao."

Yue'er has been in Beijing for several years when she was a child, and she has never heard of such a Confucian in the capital, so she is suspicious, but she is still respectful on the surface.

That Shang Wenda glanced at Yue'er, with extreme arrogance between his eyebrows, and nodded in return.

"Elder Shang, when will the class start?"

"Well, for now."

"Yes, please."

Shang Wenda glanced at Wang Niang and said, "Shang has always disliked others in class, so leave a girl here to serve tea and water." ”

"Yes, yes, the concubine retired first."

Wang Niang was bored, retreated to the door, remembered something, and added, "Please discipline Mr. strictly, if she is disobedient, she will be severely punished!" ”

Shang Wenda snorted, noncommittal.

When Wang Niang went downstairs, Shang Wenda's little scholar neatly opened the bookcase, took out the teaching aids from it and put them on the table, and also took out two plates of exquisite snacks, which were a plate of chestnut cake and a plate of Taishi cake.

Yue'er couldn't help but swallow her saliva when she saw the snack, she hadn't eaten anything since last night, and although she ate a few kumquats just now, she wasn't very hungry.

The pothos made tea, and the little scholar waved her hand, signaling her to wait outside the door.

"Okay, let's start class now." Shang Wenda showed Yue'er a seat, and asked, "Are you literate?" ”

Yue'er nodded.

Shang Wenda picked up the cardboard, dipped it in ink, drew a horizontal line on it, and said, "What kind of character is this?" ”

"One!"

Shang Wenda added another line.

"What is this word?"

"Two!"

"Now it's—"

"Shang Lao, this is three!"

Shang Wenda smiled and added another horizon.

"What is this word?"

Yue'er wanted to laugh in her heart, the Ran family is a famous family, her father has been teaching her to read and write until she was seven years old, this old gentleman really thinks she is an idiot, so she said: "Sir, there is no such word!" ”

When the little scholar heard this answer, he burst into laughter.

Shang Wenda thought that Yue'er would say four, so she just laughed at her, but she didn't expect to be exposed, and suddenly her old face was a little unbearable.

"Okay, then what words will you write, write it out for the old man to see!"

"Yes, sir, if I can write a few words, will I be rewarded?"

"What reward do you want?"

Shang Wenda looked suspicious, and Yue'er showed a cunning look.

"How about a word and a snack?"

Shang Wenda was stunned at first, and then smiled: "Okay, the little girl has taken a fancy to the old and decrepit early, if you have the ability, I will give it all to you!" ”

Yue'er got up and stepped forward, lifted the pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote the three words Sang Yueyu on the paper, her penmanship was very rusty, and the ink dripped a few drops on the paper, but the words were written very completely, and there were no wrong strokes.

Shang Wenda was stunned, Wang Niang told him that this young lady was completely illiterate, and she had to teach her from scratch, and she didn't expect her to write her own name.

"Shang Lao, did Yue'er write it correctly?"

"Not bad, not bad!"

Yue'er smiled, stuffed a chestnut cake into her mouth, and picked up another piece of Taishi cake in her hand.

Three pieces of dim sum disappeared in an instant.

Shang Wenda was frightened by Yue'er's appearance, shook his head and said, "You haven't eaten for a few days?" ”

"One day, one day."

Yue'er grinned, thinking that she should smile without showing her teeth, and covered her mouth again.

"Do you know how to memorize Tang poems?"

"Yes, goose goose goose, song to the sky, white hair floating in green water, anthurium plucking clear waves."

Shang Wenda shook his head again and again, and said, "No, you are reciting the poems of Huangkou Xiaoer, which does not match your identity, you should know some adult poems." He put pen to paper and wrote a poem: "Once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud." Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the king. ”

Yue'er saw that Shang Wenda was not happy to write, and his strokes seemed neat, but he had no bones, and it was okay to deceive laymen, but he couldn't deceive himself, so she couldn't help frowning.

Shang Wenda said proudly: "I see how many words you know, you read this poem to me!" ”

Yue'er said: "This is the Tang Dynasty poet Yuan Zhen's "Leaving Thoughts", I have seen it. She read it again, and the pronunciation was quite accurate.

Shang Wenda's surprise was even greater.

"Wang Niang said that you haven't read or written, how can you know everything?"

Yue'er grabbed her sleeve and stretched out two fingers to compare.

"Wang Niang is humble with you, I learned a little bit when I was a child, just a little bit."

Shang Wenda tore up the thoughts he had written and threw them into the wastebasket.

"You write the poem just now, write it silently, and these two plates of snacks will be given to you!"

Yue'er smiled and said, "Okay." She picked up a piece of rice paper, folded it, picked up a pen and began to write again.

This time it was much better than when I wrote the name just now, the strokes were very neat, there were no ink drops on the paper, and by the time a poem was written silently, the next few words were already very smooth.

Shang Wenda said: "Your posture of holding the pen is a little wrong, but you still have a good foundation, I hate Wang Niang for lying to me, your course can't be taught like this, you have to change!" ”

Yue'er smiled secretly, why is it wrong for me to hold the pen, when I was a child, my father taught our sisters by hand, are you a Confucian or a fake Taoist?

"Elder Shang, how do you want to change it?"

"I see that your foundation is not bad, so I will teach you something difficult."

Shang Wenda said and took out a volume of posts from the bookcase, and said, "This is the rubbings of Ouyang Xunhuadu Temple's tower inscription, you can give me a look at the post." ”

Yue'er glanced at Shang Wenda strangely and said, "Elder Shang, are you not mistaken?" ”

Shang Wenda flipped through the post and said angrily: "What am I wrong, Ouyang Xunhuadu Temple Tower Ming, the most suitable for women, is it wrong for me to write this?" ”

Yue'er pouted.

"Shang Lao, do you really don't know or fake don't know?"

"What do you mean?"

"The cover of this post is the tower inscription of Huadu Temple, but the inside is the Liquan inscription of Jiucheng Palace, did you buy the inferior poster printed by an unscrupulous merchant without knowing it?"

"What?"

"Look at this sentence, in the month of Mengxia in the sixth year of Wei Zhenguan, the emperor took refuge in the palace of ninety percent, and this is the Renshou Palace of Sui, this is not what is the Liquan inscription of the ninety percent palace, is it that Shang Lao has been using this book without knowing it?"

Shang Wenda was stunned for a long time, and his old face turned red for a while.

Yue'er covered her mouth and smiled, and said, "Elder Shang, you are a mistaken child, I don't know how much is a day for Wang Niang to invite you to class?" She unceremoniously brought two plates of dim sum in front of her, and as she spoke, she picked up one and put it in her mouth.

Shang Wenda flicked his sleeves and got up, and said hatefully: "Rude, too rude, I can't teach you as a student, I'll go!" ”

Yue'er shouted outside: "Pothos, send Mr. Shang." ”

Luthos was leaning against the door and napping, and was startled when she heard the call, and pushed the door and said, "Miss, is the class over?" ”

With a bang, a figure slammed the door and went out, and Shang Wenda went downstairs in a huff.

Shang Wenda entered the garden and met Wang Niang.

"Hey, sir, why did you leave?"

"Angry old man, let your mother discipline the girl first, and then invite the teacher, this is really too deceitful!"

Wang Niang was confused, seeing Shang Wenda throw her sleeves away, she hurriedly walked towards Yiyue Tower, she walked in a hurry, and knocked Shang Wenda's little scholar into a person on his back.

When I came upstairs, I saw Yue'er sitting at the window and stroking the guqin, making a contemplative gesture.

Seeing that Wang Niang's face was wrong, Luluo hurriedly screamed.

Wang Niang asked with a calm face: "Yue'er, why did you make Mr. Shang angry?" ”

"Mother, I'm not angry with him, it's him who is embarrassed to run away, look at it, he picked up a copybook, saying that it was Ouyang Xun's Huadu Temple Tower Ming, isn't this a lie?"

"You, what do you mean?"

Wang Niang was confused.

"Mother, this is obviously a copy of the Ninety Cheng Palace Liquan Ming, this Mr. Shang is a liar, he is not a Confucian at all, but a fake Taoist!"

"What? Our hall has always invited Mr. Shang to take an enlightenment class, he, he turned out to be a liar? ”

Wang Niang looked puzzled.

"Yes, but enlightenment is still no problem, reading and writing, you don't have to be a Confucian, just an ordinary gentleman."