We are only two to three hundred votes away from the front, keep on making progress!
He said goodbye and left the walking bird building. On the way, Wang Fu still felt that he was still worried. He felt that not only had he not seen the manuscript of "Stone Dream", but Zhuge Wolong had poured wine all over him. It was really not worth the loss.
At that moment, Chen Jianchen showed the "Stone Dream" in his arms.
Wang Fu took it and took a look. First he was surprised, then stunned, and finally ecstatic, as if he could change his face——
At first, he thought that Zhuge Wolong gave "Dreams from the Stone" to Chen Jianchen, which was a surprise. However, when he opened it, he found that it was not the case at all, but a notebook, so he was shocked; he looked again
To be more realistic, it turned out to be a summary of the experience of cracking the eight-legged essay in the imperial examination. It was described in detail and the argument was well-founded. How could he not be so happy?
Wang Fu is a lustful person who loves gossip and fame. But he knows that his level is average and he does not dare to expect too much in return, so he prefers to enjoy himself in the moment. Now that he sees such a notebook with great reference value, one of his
My heart couldn't help but feel hot.
"This...Liu Xian, what are you..."
Wang Fu was a little incoherent.
Printing in the Tiantong Dynasty was not developed and was strictly controlled, so many things were difficult to spread. Except for the main sages and related commentaries, many types were still in the hand-copied stage. Unlike modern society, reference for exam guidance
The store is full of them and you can buy them with any money.
Therefore, this book "Stone Dreams" is of extraordinary value. If ordinary people hold it, they would not treasure it and keep it quietly for fear of being stolen.
However, Chen Jianchen had a different idea. On the one hand, he had a good relationship with Wang Fu; on the other hand, in his opinion, no matter how penetratingly written "The Story of Stone Dreams" was, it was not a panacea that would lead to the number one scholar in high school at a glance.
At most, it's just a stepping stone.
A stepping stone cannot only be used by one person.
"You can take it and make a copy."
Wang Fu immediately bowed and thanked him: "Liu Xian, Brother Yu really did not misjudge you."
Chen Jianchen said: "Brother Futai, don't forget, we have experienced adversity, this note is nothing."
Wang Fu chuckled - although he also knew that he was mainly the one suffering from Taohua's trouble, but without Chen Jianchen's repeated help, he would have died long ago.
This is life-saving kindness.
Wang Fu would never dare to forget, what's more, Chen Jianchen is talented and has a bright future? Being by his side can only bring endless benefits.
After returning to the academy, Wang Fu immediately started working, copying "Stone Dreams" as diligently as ever. As for Chen Jianchen, he returned to his dormitory and began to think.
——The feeling that Zhuge Wolong gave to Chen Jianchen was always somewhat mysterious. The way he acted seemed absurd, but was actually very measured. Or maybe, underneath his seemingly crazy appearance, there was still a fierce and enterprising heart; or maybe
, he wanted to pass it on from generation to generation, so he gave "Stone Dream" to Chen Jianchen...
No matter what, Chen Jianchen benefited a lot from this incident. Not only did he make great progress in condensing the five new righteousnesses, but he also completely clarified the direction he should take in the future.
As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will be victorious in every battle. Since stereotypes are a shackles, then try wearing them to see how heavy and firm they are and how many restrictions they have, and then break through them and smash them in one fell swoop.
This is broken and then established.
Just because my heart is so arrogant, I can cut through the world of mortals with my sword; my righteousness is overwhelming, and my writing is like a spirit.
Only in this way can we walk freely and happily.
With this confidence, Chen Jianchen felt that the world in front of him suddenly became extremely vast, with the sky allowing him to fly, the sea wide enough for fish to jump, and his whole body felt relaxed and at ease.
In the college, life has to get back on track again, or there is another variable in it, which is the calligraphy that Nie Xiaoqian asked herself to write.
As for what to write, Chen Jianchen has no clue or idea yet. Anyway, Nie Xiaoqian did not agree on the time to pick up the words. She just mentioned it, but it left enough room for reverie and imagination.
This woman must have great wisdom and a lively personality. She is not one of those women who are bound by feudal ethics.
Without inspiration, Chen Jianchen stopped writing and took advantage of his free time to continue educating Xiao Yi.
The rat demon is making good progress now. It can read nearly 500 words, but it can't write yet. Its body is too short. Although it can sit upright due to its tail, its pair of small claws can't
It is difficult to grasp the brush and write. Perhaps, you can tailor-make a pocket-sized brush for him and let him practice.
Chen Jianchen suddenly had an idea: Feathers! Why did you forget the quill pen? You can use local materials and use suitable chicken and duck feathers to make a pen for the rat demon to write on. The size is just right.
True to his word, he immediately ordered Xiaoyi to go outside and get some long, stiff duck feathers.
The rat demon was a little puzzled when he heard the instructions. What's the point of asking it to steal eggs and duck eggs, but to pluck duck feathers? However, it didn't ask too much and jumped out lightly.
Not long after, the rat demon ran back quickly, holding a handful of duck feathers in its small mouth, looking a little funny.
Chen Jianchen took it, picked out a few suitable ones, and quickly made them into feather pens, teaching Xiaoyi how to use them.
The rat demon suddenly realized it and quickly thanked him. He grabbed the duck feather pen with his little paws and began to write with ink. It was a newbie and couldn't write any good characters. It was like a rat drawing characters, crooked and crooked.
After only writing for a while, the rat demon felt a little bored and wanted to be lazy.
Snapped!
The wicker stick in Chen Jianchen's hand flew over his head. It quickly lowered its head and pretended to be attentive, but its little heart was muttering: Why do we, a little rat demon, need to practice calligraphy? It's enough to just be literate, there is no need to write anything.
Words? Do you still want me to take the top exam?
Tsk tsk, how shocking it is for a mouse to be the number one scholar!
It thought of something wonderful and actually grinned.
Chen Jianchen didn't know what the colorful world was thinking about in its mind. Seeing that it was distracted, he swung down another wicker stick.
Half an hour later, the hard calligraphy practice finally came to an end. The rat demon couldn't straighten his claws and said in a bitter voice: "Master, this calligraphy practice is too difficult. Why don't you let Xiaoyi get gold for you?"
How much silver treasure do you want?"
It calls itself the "ancestor of burrowing", and breaking into houses and stealing is exactly what it is good at, making full use of its strengths.
Unexpectedly, Chen Jianchen said seriously: "A gentleman loves money and takes it in a moral way. How can he do such unjust acts casually? Xiaoyi, please don't mention this matter again."
When practicing "Sanli Zhenzhang", training the mind is the most important thing. Saying one thing and doing another is a taboo, which goes against the original intention.
The suggestion was reprimanded by the master, but Xiaoyi didn't dare to say anything anymore: Hey, let's continue to practice calligraphy hard. Anyway, it's not a bad thing to be a rat with knowledge gifts...