"Yucao, I'm back. A young man dressed in blue and white was standing at the gate of the courtyard and shouting in.

This person was Tang Yuan, who had just returned from the martial arts training ground.

A girl dressed in pale green clothes heard this and hurriedly greeted her.

"The second young master is back. The girl in green said with a happy face.

"Well, you prepare, I'm going to bathe and change clothes, and when I'm ready, the study will look for me. Tang Yuan patted his clothes, and seemed to feel dirty.

"Yes, Yucao will go and prepare. Yucao smiled and didn't go overboard.

Tang Yuan watched the back of Youcao gradually disappear until it disappeared from his field of vision, and then walked towards the study with a helpless expression.

"I knew that I wouldn't have demolished Tang Jiu's platform, so I would have been checked by my father now, I'm too unlucky, now hurry up and hug the Buddha's feet to see if there is any power to return to heaven." Tang Yuan said in his heart.

At this moment, Tang Yuan's heart is extremely bitter, there was still a period of time before checking the schoolwork, but now it is in advance, the most important thing is that he has not touched the book at all recently, and he will be spot-checked in a few days, if the final result is not passed, he will have to be punished by his father to copy, and transcription is often what Tang Yuan is most afraid of.

He complained again in his heart about God, why did he meet a father who loved ancient texts when he didn't like to endorse.

Tang Yuan lit the agarwood made of Yanran grass, which can refresh the mind and eliminate fatigue, and is a must-have for readers.

The study was filled with refreshing fragrances.

Tang Yuan's study is clean and quiet, and with the addition of agarwood, it is really the icing on the cake.

Of course, the cleanliness of the study is inseparable from the cleaning and finishing of the grass.

After Tang Yuan finished lighting the incense, he pulled out a dusty book from a well-stocked shelf, which had obviously been left here for a long time and no one cared about it.

He doesn't allow his books to be touched, and he doesn't usually read them, so it's normal for dust to settle in.

Tang Yuan took out the dust duster that he had prepared in advance, and gently brushed the dust on the book so that it would not fly.

The conspicuous "Eighty Ancient Texts" on the cover of the book made him a little overwhelmed.

He put down his duster, found a chair and sat down, and read quietly, gradually getting better, and he preferred to read silently more than to read aloud.

When a person is involved in something, he can always feel that time passes very quickly, and Tang Yuan is the same.

Half an hour had passed, and he had only finished memorizing one, seventy-nine of which he was still short of his goal.

"Second Young Master, Youcao is ready, you can start bathing" Youcao's sweet and pleasant voice came from outside, breaking the silence of the study.

Tang Yuan took the bookmark, sandwiched it into the book, took a deep breath, stood up and stretched, finally extinguished An Agarwood, and walked straight out.

Tang Yuan entered a room in the pavilion under the guidance of Youcao.

"Youcao go out, I'll call you if necessary," Tang Yuan said softly.

Yucao nodded, exited the room and closed the door, waiting in the doorway.

Tang Yuan took off his clothes, revealing extremely white skin, and fell into the bathtub lightly, his delicate little face was very pleasant.

The petals floating in the pot fill the room with fragrance.

The sound of the water was very pleasant, the sound of the water and Tang Yuan's happy laughter were intertwined, and the grass waiting at the door smiled.

"It's so comfortable to take a bath, Yucao brings my clothes, and I'm done. Tang Yuan said in the direction of the door.

"Yes, Second Young Master, Youcao will come in with clothes. Yucao said as he pushed the door open with his clothes.

She didn't deliberately look at the bathtub, but just put her clothes on the wooden table in front of the tub, then walked out with her head down and closed the door again.

Tang Yuan picked up a slightly dry towel and wiped his body, then quickly put on his clothes without dragging his feet in the slightest.

The "creak" wooden door opened, and Tang Yuan walked out, his whole body exuding fragrance, and his delicate little face was full of determination.

Youcao couldn't help but feel a little stupid when she looked at Tang Yuan, who had just finished bathing.

"Youcao, I'm sorry for you to sort it out, my dad has to check my homework recently, and I have to endorse it. Tang Yuandao.

"Youcao is your maid, these are the things that a maid should do, and the second young master doesn't need to say trouble. Yucao said with a smile.

Tang Yuan nodded, threw the mess to Youcao, and then walked towards the study by moonlight with the night breeze.

He lit the lantern and the incense, sat down, flipped the book, and copied it from time to time, reciting it very well.

An hour passed like this, and his memory was very good, and his recitation efficiency was also very high, and he memorized five articles in a row.

"My endorsement efficiency is quite high, if I had memorized it like this before, it wouldn't have been so painful, I wonder how Tang Jiu's guy memorized?" Tang Yuan laughed and muttered to himself.

Just as Tang Yuan was trying to endorse the book, there were frog cries one after another outside, which made him a little irritable, and he ran out of the study, and the frog cries stopped again.

Tang Yuan looked around in the courtyard, didn't feel anything wrong, thought that the frog might have been scared away by him, and returned to the study to settle down and continue to endorse.

"Quack!" the frog croaked again, and seemed louder than it had just been.

"Damn frog, it's really not quiet, I just want to hold a Buddha's foot temporarily, I'm easy, I'm going to scream, I'll call it in a few days!" Tang Yuan's angry voice came from the study.

The croaking of the frogs did not stop in the slightest, and they continued to shout as they should.

Tang Yuan walked out of the study with a smile and a smile, surrounded the surroundings, and searched for a small amount, but found no trace of the frog.

He could only walk back to the study in frustration, pick up the book, and read it, a lot of precious time had passed in and out, but he could only feel pain in his heart.

"Don't let me find you dead frog, or I won't be able to recover until I'm done with the 'tribulation'. Tang Yuan's sad and indignant voice came out.

The frog crowed more happily, Tang Yuan could only continue to recite it with a hard head, and he even began to read aloud to cover up the sound of the frog, but the louder he read, the louder the frog crowed, and it didn't seem to have much effect.

At this time, it is late at night, the stars are dotted, and the moonlight pours on the flowers and trees like flowing water, as if wearing a light veil, which is very charming.

No matter how beautiful the night was tonight, Tang Yuan couldn't appreciate it, he could only recite boring ancient texts in the noisy frog calls.

A few hours passed, Tang Yuan took a deep breath, stood up and stretched, listening to the croaking of frogs, and couldn't help but feel inspiration in his heart.

"The sound of reading, the sound of frogs, the sound is invisible, invisible but sad, where should I go? Tang Yuan couldn't help but groan.

In these few hours, he barely memorized more than a dozen ancient texts, and he was very satisfied with his results.

Tang Yuan changed the next moment.

"There are still twenty articles I haven't memorized, it's almost dawn, I'm tired, forget it, don't memorize it. ”

Tang Yuan opened the window, saw that the sky had revealed the white of the fish's belly, and after taking the "Eighty Ancient Texts", he got up and left the study and returned to his bedroom to meditate.

Under the influence of An Agarwood, he was sleepy, which proved that he was really tired.

He decided to memorize an ancient text next day so that he wouldn't be so tired.