Concubine Hanhan's Concubine Gongdou

Chapter 448 Amazing Talent
His blood, which was about to dry up, boiled, and a sentence echoed in his heart: The future of the Fan family is hopeful!

His lips trembled with excitement.

Seeing this, his grandson pulled his precious great-grandson back and beat him several times in front of him, which made him tremble even more with anger.

His grandson began to apologize to him, explaining that this great-grandson is like this on weekdays. He moved the books in the study to read a lot, and also wanted to get his hands on the ancient books in the great-grandfather's study. Annoyed, asked if he was arguing with him, and pretended to hit his precious great-grandson again.

He was so angry that he couldn't help standing up, pointing at his stupid grandson and yelling, idiot, stupid, it's like dusting a bright pearl.

Fortunately, he found out, otherwise the hopes of the Fan family might have been ruined by this idiot.

Unexpectedly, when he was dying, he discovered that there was a treasure among his children and grandchildren!

He couldn't help but feel relieved, luckily he had time, otherwise he would really die in peace, and he would not feel at ease on the road to Huangquan.

But looking at this room, he realized again, he couldn't help feeling desolate, except for his youngest great-grandson, everyone was mediocre, he was worried, such a bright pearl should not be buried by these mediocre people.

Thinking of this, he felt energetic all over his body. He hadn't had much appetite for a long time, and he felt empty and hungry. He ordered a bowl of porridge and drove away the other offspring who were obstructive, leaving only his baby Great-grandson, he has made up his mind that he will teach himself in the future.

The emperor's kindness is great, Long Live Lord heard that he was dying and gave him a great honor. When he came to see him in person, he saw him eating porridge. Such embarrassing details will not be listed for the time being.

The reason why he wanted this protégé so much was because he couldn't worry about his youngest great-grandson.

Eagles need shelter when they are young, and the sky and trees need sunshine and rain when they are immature. No matter how talented people are, they need shelter and careful guidance. He is so old, and he will pass away someday. Next year is too immature, he really can't worry about it.

What he took a fancy to this crippled candidate was not only the astonishing talent he showed, but also because of the righteousness in his writing, and at the same time, he was not half pedantic and stubborn, and in time he would become a great tool.

If it is possible, he will accept this student and do his best to teach and help this candidate to grow up. He also hopes that this student will appreciate his teaching and protect his Fan family after he is gone. It is best to accept him. If the great-grandson is a student, then he can be completely relieved.

His great-grandson will survive for another two generations, and he will be satisfied. Whether there will be future descendants in the future, let his precious great-grandson worry about it. He is worthy of his ancestors.

After just knowing that this son has filial piety, acts openly and brightly, and speaks without fear to go to the Imperial College to take the exam, he appreciates it even more, and his determination to take this person into his sect can't help but become stronger.

No, he has to think of a way, not to let Feng Liannian succeed!
The ignorant Lizi, who thought that this would make him retreat, really underestimated him!
Minister of the Ministry of Rites was thinking like this, his cloudy old eyes were shining brightly, he stroked his beard and smiled slightly, fighting with him, hmph, he is still a little tender...

Lian Musu didn't know that there were two ministers who were planning on him, and even quarreled over him.

At this time, he was waiting for Jia Jiancheng to calm down. After he finished writing two words, Jia Jiancheng seemed to understand his intentions, mumbling to himself inaudiblely, and went mad for a long time.

The students of Guozijian were indeed very eager to learn. Since Jia Jiancheng fell into a state of madness and had no time to supervise them, they turned their attention to him and rushed to ask him about his calligraphy skills.

He answered them one by one. There is no shortcut to learning calligraphy. It is only reasonable to practice hard, but he can teach them how to practice better.

These are some methods he comprehended during his exile.

When Jia Jiancheng woke up from his own thoughts, he saw the young man sitting, surrounded by a circle of boys from the Imperial College, talking about the imperial examination, all of them looked eagerly, and listened very carefully and attentively. Take off the appearance of a teacher-student harmony, and he is alone on the other side.

He felt that there was nothing wrong with this scene, as it should be, because there was eagerness in his eyes.

Just now this young man intentionally pointed him a little bit, and he realized the profound meaning, his mood suddenly became brighter, and he broke the demons that had hindered him for a long time. Given time, his handwriting will definitely be improved to a higher level.

The young man wrote a total of two pieces of characters, both using Hegong's font, like Hegong, not like Hegong.

The first one is completely imitated by Mr. He, and it is so vividly described. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought it was written by Mr. He. It is indeed much better than his. What is written is almost both form and spirit.

The second piece of characters still uses He Gong's font, the shape of the characters is similar, but it has a unique style, you can see the difference at a glance, and it has its own unique charm, it is definitely not like him.

He immediately understood the deep meaning of it, imitating the words of the predecessors to practice, what should be practiced should be the shape, but the charm and strength should be given by himself.

In recent years, he has become more paranoid in calligraphy, obsessed with images, and wanted to understand a deeper level from it, but he walked into a dead end, and his own calligraphy was greatly affected.

The more he can't get his way, the more he wants to practice. He is unwilling to become a demon day by day, but forgets the original intention of freehand calligraphy. Instead of making progress, his calligraphy stagnates and vaguely looks different. style is lost.

The young man must have seen this today, so he used two words to wake him up, otherwise he would still be in trouble.

Lian Musu finished his opinion on another question, and Jia Jiancheng stared straight at him indifferently. He stood up and asked, "How are you, sir?"

Jia Jiancheng didn't answer but instead asked, "Why did you help me?"

The students around didn't understand why, but the smarter students understood something.

Lian Musu couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and said frankly: "Mr. is really too fierce. The student just wants to attract Mr.'s attention, so that Mr. can treat the student better."

Jia Jiancheng was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed, good boy, this is not willing to take credit, and dare to tease him face-to-face, it really suits his appetite!

The Guozijian students in the room couldn't help laughing too, Brother Lian, talking nonsense, is not only knowledgeable, but also very interesting, but Jia Jiancheng's smile is scarier than not smiling!
The students stopped looking at Jia Jiancheng and smiled away, fearing that Jia Jiancheng would be too frightened to laugh.

The whole room laughed loudly, causing a tree of sparrows outside the house to scatter in all directions.

An elegant old man listened quietly to the foot of the wall outside for a while, at this time with a smile on his mouth, he stepped into it.

A sharp-eyed student smiled and saw someone, and said in surprise, "Mr. Qin!"

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