Concubine Hanhan's Concubine Gongdou

Chapter 443: Those who are eager for quick success?

Jia Jiancheng already wanted to help, but when he heard his student was so anxious, he stared at him: "Go out, have you fed all the rules you learned on weekdays to the dogs?"

This group of boys eat inside and out, and after meeting people, they only listen to a few words, and they are subdued. They help outsiders to speak, have a good future, and go out, let alone his students, he is disgusted and ashamed.

It's been a waste of teaching these boys for many years, does he look like the kind of person who can bully others? !
The students who were about to enter shrank their feet immediately. Jia Jiancheng was too fierce. Every time he was stared at, he panicked. When he first entered the Guozijian and didn't know Jia Jiancheng was a human being, he would have nightmares at night when he was stared at.

Although he shrank his feet, he still lingered at the door and refused to leave.

Lian Musu turned her head and smiled at the student, and then smiled to comfort the people outside: "Thank you, brothers, it's okay, Lian has a slight inconvenience in his left leg, and the rest is no different from ordinary people."

The student saw Lian Musu smiling at him, and he smiled back, but there was still some worry in his eyes.

Brother Lian from Taiyuan Mansion's legs and feet are not inconvenient, they are very uncomfortable. They have seen it with their own eyes, and they are not as light as they say.

When he came to the teaching dormitory just now, Jia Jiancheng walked ahead quickly and hurriedly, as if on purpose, but brother Lian didn't complain, he followed naturally, he walked slowly and his lameness was not obvious, and he walked slowly. It was not long before they really felt the discomfort, one high and one low, one deep and one shallow.

When they walked halfway, they who followed behind felt compassion. They didn't feel it in the past, but today they suddenly feel that Jia Jiancheng is sometimes really a demon, not a good thing. make them uncomfortable.

So they went to tell Jia Jiancheng to slow down. Brother Lian noticed their intentions and comforted them by saying that there was no need for him. He also walked like this in the past and could keep up.

Jia Jiancheng, who was walking ahead, didn't know whether it was a conscience discovery or something, but he slowed down behind him.

It is also from this matter that they have a lot of affection for Brother Lian, and they intuitively feel that they have listened to one side and believed it earlier, and the matter is not what the candidates in Taiyuan Prefecture said.

Lian Musu appeased the people outside, and was about to take the things off her back.

Jia Jiancheng gave the outside a hard look, and after the outside quietened down, he came over to help.

He is the gentleman here, and every action represents the face of the Imperial College. These boys don't even think about it, how could he bully a student from outside.

He thought it would be easy, but unexpectedly, he put his hands on both sides of the book basket and tried to lift it up, but he couldn't lift it up at the first time, and he tried his best to lift it up, with blue veins on his forehead.

Lian Musu felt a light behind him, knowing that Jia Jiancheng was hugging him, and he knew how heavy the book basket was.

Without a word of nonsense, he simply took his shoulders out of the ears of the book basket, quickly turned around and took the whole book basket firmly with both hands, and then thanked: "Thank you sir, let the students come."

Only then did Jia Jiancheng let go of his hand, it was too heavy, and he almost couldn't hold it and would embarrass himself in front of the students.

He straightened his sleeves: "What's in it, why is it so heavy?"

Lian Musu put the book basket firmly on the designated space, and then said: "It's just some books, pens, inks, papers and inkstones."

Seeing that the things were put away, the people outside let out a sigh of relief.

Jia Jiancheng nodded, stopped asking questions, went back to sit down, and pointed to a stool: "Sit down."

In order to test it just now, no one was allowed to sit down from the beginning to the end.

"Thank you, sir." Lian Musu didn't refuse, and thanked him.

On the way, he glanced over a picture on the wall from the corner of his eye, his eyes moved slightly, he couldn't help but stop, and said, "Is this written by Mr.?"

Jia Jiancheng was surprised: "How do you know it's my handwriting?"

This is his proud work, almost unreal, at least you can't tell it just by looking at it, not even Mr. Qin.

Lian Musu smiled slightly and said: "The student of Mr. He knows a thing or two about calligraphy, and has practiced it for a while. I think Mr.'s calligraphy is very good. This calligraphy is very good, and it is [-]% similar. It's just missing something."

He Gong is a great calligrapher who passed away in this dynasty, and there are not many calligraphy handed down in the market.

Jia Jiancheng is only fond of Hegong's handwriting, and he has a copy of Hegong's handwriting, but he is reluctant to hang it up, so he traces a copy and hangs it outside.

He has traced that pair of characters countless times, engraved stroke by stroke to the bone, and finally traced it completely alike, so that people can help them to see it, and then he chose the most proud one to hang up.

Who will look down on it?It was impossible to tell at the first glance anyway, even Qin Jijiu praised him, but he didn't expect that the young man could only give him Jiuxiang's evaluation.

He was a little annoyed, thinking that this young man was too easy to behave, a man eager for quick success, exposed himself, and let's see how it would end later.

He was already annoyed, he restrained his temper and asked patiently: "What's missing?"

He would like to see how this person got out, if he can't tell the reason, he will be impolite!
Lian Musu knew that the person in front of him didn't seem to believe it, and he wasn't entangled. He felt a little apologetic in his heart. He shouldn't have said it in front of so many people, but he could see that this gentleman was not a narrow-minded person.

He immediately walked over and pointed to several parts of the writing, and said bluntly: "First, that is because Mr. Some of the strokes are a little stagnant. When he wanted to write, he tried to be similar and hesitated."

When Jia Jiancheng heard the beginning, he was very dissatisfied. This young man really gave some color to open a dyeing workshop.

He has studied Hegong's characters to the extreme, how could there be so many flaws, he feels more and more that this young man is talking nonsense, holding his temper and waiting to explode.

But when he heard the sluggish words behind him, he hesitated a little, got up and walked over to examine it carefully.

He somewhat agrees with this point, every time he traces, the idea in his mind is to be more like, when he wrote it, it was not as smooth as his own writing in the past.

Lian Musu didn't care what was in his mind, and continued: "Mr. has other ambitions, and likes for the sake of likeness, but the characters written lack the support and unique rhyme. It comes out, but upon closer inspection it is extremely lifeless and cannot stand, this is one of them.”

As he spoke, he compared a word with his hands.

"So that's how it is..." The students at the back suddenly realized that there was nothing wrong with seeing the words before, but after a comparison, it seemed like there was magic, and even they could see the way.

I don't know when the students from outside have already come in, surrounded the two of them, surrounded them, listening with gusto.

They always thought that Jia Jiancheng's words were true, but they didn't expect it to be fake, and Brother Lian saw through it at a glance, which is really admirable. The most important thing is that Brother Lian is not afraid of Jia Jiancheng and dares to face it directly Admire admiration.

They were rushing to see by the window and door at first, but they couldn't see clearly, it was really not enjoyable, and gradually some people boldly entered the house.

(End of this chapter)