Liu Xiaoyu cried a lot, and was reluctantly taken to the study by two maids, this study was actually a side room two years ago, just because Liu Xiaoyu reached the age of reading and literacy, Liu Changtian ordered the family to vacate it and change it into a study.

Their old Liu family has not produced many talents since ancient times, and Liu Changtian's cultural level is limited to knowing his own name.

The study is an elegant place, but it is purely a place in Liufu.

And Liu Feng went to private school when he was a child, but it's a pity that Liu Feng was naughty since he was a child, didn't learn and didn't know how to do it, and he was in the same vein as his father.

Therefore, there has been no need to buy a study at home.

At this time, in the study, there was a man in gray and white clothes who looked like a scholar, he was Liu Xiaoyu's teacher, named Yang Juzheng, a show talent, two years ago, he would try to fail.

In the past two years, he has been studying hard at home and preparing to participate in next year's examination.

A month ago, after Liu Xiaoyu, the bear, ran away with the third teacher, the housekeeper of Liufu found him and wanted to ask him to be a teacher, and he said that he was a monthly salary of five taels of silver per month.

Yang Juzheng, as a scholar, has his own arrogance, how can he bend his waist for five buckets of rice, and he has to prepare for next year's exam, how can he have time to teach bear children to read.

Later, after the housekeeper raised the monthly salary to ten taels per month, he agreed.

It doesn't matter if the money is not rich, the main thing is that he can't bear to see a child who is eager to learn without a teacher.

The most important thing is that he only needs to spend two hours a day teaching, two hours is not long, ten taels a month, and he thinks it is quite cost-effective, after all, how difficult it can be to teach children to read.

It wasn't until he saw Liu Xiaoyu, an innocent child, that he realized that he was too naïve.

After a while, the bear child Liu Xiaoyu was hugged in by two maids, Liu Xiaoyu had tears on his face, but he didn't cry anymore, just snorted.

The two maids went down and closed the door with their hands.

"Miss, can you memorize the poem I taught you yesterday?" Yang Juzheng walked over and asked seriously.

"I... I...... I haven't eaten candied fruit, how can I have the strength to recite poems......" Liu Xiaoyu straightened her waist and spoke righteously.

What does memorizing poetry have to do with preserves?

This bear child is naughty, Yang Juzheng sighed helplessly, and said, "Miss, if you are so naughty, I will go and tell the lord and the lady." ”

Liu Xiaoyu is the daughter of Liufu, Yang Juzheng doesn't dare to scold, if Liu Xiaoyu is too naughty, he will tell Liu Changtian and the second lady, and then, Liu Xiaoyu will be scolded, and even beaten by a small board.

"Don't!" Liu Xiaoyu was immediately afraid, but she still refused to give in, and straightened her small chest, "If you dare to tell my father and my mother, I won't want you to teach me." ”

"Don't let me teach?" Yang Juzheng was laughed at by her innocence and righteousness, and said in his heart that if you don't let me teach, what you said doesn't count, you have to let your father and your mother decide.

"I asked my eldest brother to teach me, he will definitely not let me memorize poems, that is, he will not buy me candied fruit to eat,"

Liu Xiaoyu lowered her head and talked to herself alone, she felt that her brother was very powerful, and he could also teach herself to read, and her brother definitely couldn't bear to let her endorse it, but the only bad thing that made her feel was that her brother didn't buy him candied fruit to eat.

"Your eldest brother taught you?" Yang Juzheng was happy, but he knew that although this Liufu was a wealthy businessman in Qingzhou City, and he was very good at business, if he was studying, it would be difficult to say anything, otherwise he would not hire a teacher from outside.

"Don't look down on people, my eldest brother is amazing, he can write poetry, will you?" Seeing that Mr. didn't care, Liu Xiaoyu was not convinced.

Now the eldest brother is her pride, and she does not allow others to question and slander.

"Your brother can also write poetry?" Yang Juzheng couldn't bear it, and immediately laughed.

This is not ridicule, but he thinks that Liu Xiaoyu's childish behavior is quite cute, so he was amused.

"Don't laugh, my brother wrote two poems, and even the biggest official in the world said okay, what are those two called...... What's it called............" Liu Xiaoyu raised her little face and thought about it seriously, and suddenly said excitedly: "I remembered, Sister Bao'er said that it was called "Silent Night Thoughts", and "Ascending", hum, it's amazing!" ”

"Silent Night Thoughts? Mountain climbing? Yang Juzheng muttered a few words in his mouth, gradually lost his patience, and said: "What a mess, miss, let me tell you, you must memorize the poems I taught you yesterday today, otherwise I will really tell the master and the second lady." ”

……

"You can't teach your son, you can't teach your son~~"

Two hours later, Yang Juzheng shook his head and walked out of Liufu, but he didn't expect that after two hours of teaching, this Liu Xiaoyu couldn't even memorize a poem.

No wonder before him, he would be angry with the three teaching gentlemen, this bear child was too naughty and too difficult to teach, which made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

"In this Liufu, there is no one who is a reading material, no wonder he can't even show it."

Yang Juzheng was angry, he planned to take this month's monthly money, so he would pick and quit, and let Liufu invite another Gao Ming, who is willing to teach this bear child, he is fed up anyway.

……

Shuttling through the bustling streets, Yang Juzheng was in a much better mood.

A quarter of an hour later, he turned into a secluded alley, and after walking about 100 meters, he stopped and looked up: Yunshuiju.

A teahouse, he met with three friends yesterday, and today they got together here to drink tea and listen to music.

Stepping into the teahouse, there were guests sitting on the first floor, and a storyteller was telling the story of Zhong Kui's monster hunt in a low voice, he went straight to the second floor, and met three friends by the window.

"Brother Yang, why did you come?" A scholar in a green shirt, fanning a paper fan, saw that Yang Juzheng was late, he closed the fan, hurriedly stood up, and walked over to greet him.

"Brother Li, don't mention it." Thinking of Liu Xiaoyu's bear child, Yang Juzheng couldn't say anything.

At this time, two other scholars also came over and gave up their hands.

"Brother Chen, Brother Lin, I haven't seen you for many days, and you two still have the same demeanor." Yang Juzheng smiled with a smile.

"Brother Yang, just you can say polite words."

"yes, it's always so polite."

After saying hello, several people sat down to drink tea, these three people are his close friends, Li Zhihan in a green shirt, the other two are Chen Jun, Lin Xiao, the four of them have been playmates since childhood, studying in a private school, and also participating in the examination together, but unfortunately they all failed miserably, and the four agreed to take the exam again next year.

The four of them chatted, and the topics also revolved around articles, poems and songs, and occasionally talked about interesting things in life.

"By the way, someone has written two good poems recently, I don't know if you have heard about it." Li Zhihan, who was drinking tea, suddenly put down the teaglass.

"Oh, could it be that you're talking about it?" Chen Jun raised his eyebrows, and his action of drinking tea was slightly sluggish.

Recently, in the entire Qin Kingdom, if you want to talk about poetry, the most talked about must be those two peerless poems.

"What good poetry?" Yang Juzheng was puzzled, except for teaching in Liufu, he usually spent the rest of his time at home immersed in hard reading, but he hadn't heard of any good poems in Qin recently.

Xu is closed to himself, lonely and unheard.

He thought so.

"You two don't play dumb riddles, just talk about it." Lin Xiao was also aroused, and when he saw that the two of them were deliberately selling off, he couldn't help but urge.

Li Zhihan and Chen Jun glanced at each other, and they both seemed to be smiling, but no one spoke first.

"You two are going to kill me in a hurry, say it quickly!" Lin Xiao was anxious, he had been obsessed with poetry since he was a child, and when he heard that there were good poems, he couldn't sit still.

"Okay, okay, you can say it, you see that Brother Lin is in a hurry." Yang Juzheng smiled helplessly, he didn't have Lin Xiao's love for poetry, but he was also quite curious, in the past hundred years, Qin Guo has not produced a few good poems.

"Brother Lin, don't worry, let me talk about it." Li Zhihan said slowly: "These two poems are "Silent Night Thoughts" and "Ascending". ”

"Huh?" Yang Juzheng raised his eyebrows, looked at Li Zhihan suspiciously, and inexplicably felt that he had heard the names of these two poems, but he couldn't remember them for a while.

"Come on, I'll listen." Lin Xiao said eagerly.