Zhang Orion's eyes widened, and they couldn't imagine that their daughter could not only understand the lecture of a learned gentleman like Han Yan, but even reply with a sentence or two in a very incomprehensible way, such as:

"Is writing really invented by Cangjie? I don't think so!

What do you think, how can Cangjie finish it by himself with so many words? After it is finished, how can it be understood by others and used by him? ……

I think it was the people of that time who kept improving for the sake of memory! ”

Zhang Orion rubbed his hands a little excitedly, circled around his daughter twice, and at the end, he shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a girl......"

How nice it would be to be a boy!

No matter how smart and clever the girl's family is, what is the use of reading well?

You can't take the test to show your talent and become a big official......

Zhang Li lowered his head, and it was difficult to hide the pain in his eyes.

Han Yan stood in the middle, a little embarrassed for a while.

He originally intended to praise Shu Yu for two sentences, who knew that the topic would turn to this?

"What's wrong with the girl?" Shu Yu stepped forward and grabbed his mother's arm, raised his eyebrows at his father and said, "'Hua Mulan joined the army on behalf of her father' and 'Ban Zhao continued to write the Book of the Later Han Dynasty', which of them is not a girl's family?" My daughter's daughter is both civil and military, and her talent is peerless, so my father shouldn't be happy! ”

Zhang Orion looked up in amazement.

Although I still can't help but feel a little lost, I feel that my daughter makes sense!

However, "Hua Mulan joined the army on behalf of her father", he knew, "Ban Zhao continued to write "The Book of the Later Han"", why does it sound a little ear-catching?

Han Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of appreciation, and he slapped his hands and praised with a smile: "Sister Shu Yu's 'Yunwen Yunwu, Zhao Fake Martial Ancestor', Uncle Zhang is too late to be happy!" ”

Gotcha, the last one hasn't figured it out yet, and another one has dropped the book bag.

However, although he didn't understand what Yun Ah Wenwu meant, he also understood that Han Yan was praising his daughter.

That's it!

Regardless of the girl and the boy, it is always a joy for your child to be praised by her husband!

"Since you want to apprentice, you can't just say a word verbally, it doesn't seem solemn!" Zhang Orion put away his loss and smiled seriously, "You have to buy a decent table of banquets and toast to the master!" ”

"I'm going to prepare!" Zhang Li immediately echoed, and turned around to go to the stove room to work.

This sudden and solemn reversal of enthusiasm made Han Yan a little overwhelmed for a while.

Stunned, he hurriedly dissuaded and refused with a smile: "It's not Mengtong's formal apprenticeship, it's just to teach a few words while it's convenient, where is it necessary to spend so much time." ”

"That's not going to work!" Zhang Orion was regretful and firm, raising his head and raising his eyebrows and glaring, "Your Uncle Zhang can be such a daughter, more expensive than ordinary people's sons!" She wants to study with a teacher, how can she deal with it casually? ”

"Your uncle is right!" Zhang Li raised his hands in agreement and helped persuade Han Yan, "Don't shirk!" ”

Han Yan looked at this pair of parents who were fond of their daughters, where could they say anything more against them?

I could only smile enviously and helplessly.

After burning incense, saluting, toasting tea, and then eating a banquet, the title of master and apprentice is officially decided.

Although Han Yan and Shu Yu didn't care much about this, Zhang Lihu and his wife were like a major event, and they were in a good mood and full of faces.

After that, he suddenly remembered the previous matter of asking Han Yan to help keep the accounts, and the two of them hurriedly supported the table after the table, and the one who took the pen and paper took the pen and paper.

Zhang Li didn't forget to turn the fire hotter higher, so as not to freeze Han Yan's hands.

Shu Yu stood beside the table, grinding ink with water on one side, bending his knees on the other hand, and looked up at Han Yan and joked: "The student serves Mr. Pen and Ink." ”

It made everyone laugh.

Xiao Wangzhi, who was asleep on the kang in the inner room, happened to wake up, and heard the laughter outside, "oh oh oh" and shouted childishly.

Zhang Li hurriedly went in and wrapped him up with a small blanket and hugged him, stood on the table and said with a smile: "Let our Xiao Wangzhi also get some scent of books and ink, and be a learned person like his father in the future!" ”

Han Yan's hand lifted the pen for a moment, and then it slowly fell again, with a smile on his face a little reluctant.

Emperor Yuanjia was born as a prince, although he was a young man for some reason, he was also briefly depressed for a period of time, but in the end he was still a great treasure, taught by a famous teacher since childhood, and grew up to have a great Confucian lecture, of course, the knowledge is not shallow.

It's a pity that after ascending the throne, Emperor Yuanjia became more and more addicted to Zhao Zhen'er's gentle township, full of talent and learning from the country and the world, and finally became a thing that Pomeranians laughed at......

Han Yan concentrated, got rid of the redundant thoughts and sighs in his mind, and put pen to paper.

Although Shu Yu is not good at calligraphy, he can also see the quality of the words.

Probably to teach her, Han Yan chose regular script, with a square shape, straight strokes, and extremely slow strokes, but the pen is still chic and free, like flowing water, unrestrained, but with its own law.

Ink-dyed plain paper, strokes are solemn, and the air is lofty.

Shu Yu raised his eyes and looked at Han Yan, the son was like jade, gentle and modest.

All words are like their people, and what Han Yan lives in his heart is not a weak and elegant scholar, but a general who has conquered on the battlefield.

After Han Yan finished writing, he went to wash his pen.

Shu Yu picked up the paper and blew dry the ink.

Zhang Orion stared at the lines of words on the paper like a painting, and clapped his hands and said: "Amazing, really amazing!" It's better than Tan Laoxiu in Xiushui Hezi Town! It's exciting to watch! ”

As he spoke, he gave Han Yan a thumbs up.

Han Yan put down his pen and said with a humble smile: "Don't dare, don't dare, it's just that the font is different, and the teacher is different." I admire Mr. Tan's restrained and mellow pen! ”

Regardless of his past life and present life, he has a breath of anger in his heart, even if he tries his best to suppress it, it will inevitably reveal the slightest bit, pouring it on the end of the pen, and the word will have a little more invincible sharpness.

But it also happened to be right for Zhang Orion's appetite.

"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Zhang Orion waved his hand, raised his chin and said to the "account" Nunu in Shu Yu's hand, "However, I like words like you, energetic and atmospheric!" ”

Everyone laughed.

Zhang Li quietly raised his foot and kicked Zhang Orion's heel, and said with a smile: "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense." It's a good word, it's elegant, and when you say it, it's like drawing a bow and shooting an arrow, and it's become a rough job! ”

Zhang Orion scratched his head and smiled to himself.

Xiao Wangzhi, who was in swaddling clothes, heard laughter, grinned, and let out a loud sound: "Giggle~Roc~"

But everyone is overjoyed!

For a while, no matter what words were good or bad, they all laughed around Xiao Wangzhi in surprise.

Xiao Wangzhi was teased by the big guy, and he was even more happy, twisting his small body, stretching his neck hard, and letting out a series of loud and crisp laughter.