Mingshi
Chapter 21 Transcript
Chapter 21 Transcript
"Zhang Xun gave it to me. I promised to give him one after I finished the pen."
"Oh!" Luo Shi put the small dustpan aside, and looked at Luo Xin with the same curiosity as Luo Qing.
Luo Xin used the tip of the goose feather to imitate the nib of the dipping pen in his previous life, and cut a slightly concave slope with his mother's scissors, leaving a few millimeters of the tip at the tip, carefully splitting it in the middle, and then a quill pen was made.
Luo Xin took the inkstone out of the book box, rubbed the ink with dripping water, and then dipped the ink with a quill pen to write on a piece of paper.
"I can really write!"
Although Luo Qing was illiterate, but seeing that he could really write something, he couldn't help exclaiming. Luo Shi who was beside him also opened his eyes wide in surprise, and stretched out his hand to touch Luo Qing's head. Proud:
"My son is amazing!"
"Let me try!" Luo Qing held out his hand curiously.
"Crack!" Luo Shi slapped Luo Qing's hand: "Thick hands and feet, don't let it break you."
"Oh!" Luo Qing retracted his hand guiltily.
Luo Xin stuffed the quill pen into Luo Qing's hand and said, "It's okay, brother, try it."
Luo Qing awkwardly scratched the quill on the paper twice, then put the quill on the table and said:
"It's too thin, it doesn't have the strength to hold a big gun and close a knife."
Luo Xin was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, and Luo Shi also slapped Luo Qing dumbfounded.Luo Qing scratched his head in embarrassment, and muttered in a low voice:
"It was!"
"Okay, don't bother your brother!" Luo Shi said to Luo Qing reproachfully.
Luo Qing ran to the yard to practice his Guan Dao again, and Luo Shi also went to do her housework.Luo Xin picked up the second quill and began to make the quill.Soon, five quill pens were completed.Luo Xin put four quills into the bookcase, leaving one quill on the table.Close your eyes and think.
There are many articles and poems in his memory. If it is simply to talk about the essence of the book, each dynasty has its own uniqueness.But as a time traveler, he will not give up his own advantages. Although he was also a senior professor of history in his previous life, he is not so arrogant that he feels that he surpasses the predecessors and sages of all dynasties.
Tang Poetry, Song Ci, Yuan Qu, Ming and Qing novels, this sentence tells future generations that every dynasty has an unsurpassable side.For example, Tang poetry was at its peak in terms of poetry. It does not mean that there was no poem in the later dynasties that could not reach the realm of Tang poetry. Maybe a certain poem by a certain person in a certain dynasty reached the realm of Tang poetry, but his existence The overall level of poetry in that era could not be compared with that of Tang poetry.Therefore, although Luo Xin once lived in an era of information explosion and was an expert in the study of ancient prose, he also had a clear understanding that he was much worse than these ancient people, because they lived in this culture. It is completely different from his previous life. It can be said that his previous life was somewhat incompatible with that era because of his love for history and ancient Chinese.
So based entirely on his knowledge of ancient prose, he doubts that he can be compared to the scholars of this era. Maybe given him a few decades, he may not be inferior to any scholar of this era, but he does not want to waste time. In fact, his His foundation in ancient prose is not low, but in order to ensure that he can stand out, he doesn't mind borrowing the works of ancient sages at a certain point. This is the benefit of the time-traveling people, and there is no psychological barrier in using it.So he divided the ancient works into two categories.One is before the era of the Ming Dynasty, and the other is after the era of the Ming Dynasty.
Those who lived before this era were prepared to study frequently, reviewing the old and learning the new.After this era is ready to borrow.So Luo Xin is going to transcribe the ones from this era first, lest the time will be too long and the memory will be blurred.
Opening his eyes, he began to silently write articles and poems from this era in his previous life memory.With a quill, he wrote quickly and in small handwriting.There are no classes in the school in the afternoon. He had already written a thick stack of paper in one afternoon. He didn't put down the quill until his mother called him to eat. He rubbed his sore right arm. Can't help but sigh.Judging by the degree of wear and tear of the quill pen, one quill pen is probably enough for him to use for three months.
After dinner, Luo Xin asked his mother for a big wooden box.When Luo Shi heard that Luo Xin was going to use a big wooden box to store manuscripts, he rushed into the house and poured out a big wooden box for him, and there was a lock on the box. Luo Shi solemnly handed the lock and key to Luo Xin.
Luo Xin put the manuscript into the box and locked the box.The muscles in his right arm were still a little stiff, and it was only at this time that Luo Xin remembered that he was only eight years old and his body hadn't grown up yet.If you continue like this, you will hurt your body.Walking to the outside of the house, he picked up the wooden Guan Dao and began to practice. After practicing the 36-style Guan Dao, he heard the applause of his elder brother.
"Little brother, your practice of Guan Dao is too good, please give me some pointers."
"it is good!"
He had nothing to hold back about his elder brother, Luo Xin pointed it out seriously, watching his elder brother excitedly playing Guan Dao there, Luo Xin fell into deep thought.
In the future, he will take the path of a civil servant, so it would be inappropriate to practice Guandao again. Not to mention such a long weapon, even ordinary fists and feet will be ridiculed and rude by the literati. Of course, he does not want to be rejected by the literati group. In any world There will be no good results if you stand alone. Even if you want to change this era, you must first start with integration.
However, he didn't want to become a frail scholar. He came from a later life and knew that having a good body is a kind of happiness.Thinking of this, he complained a little about why he didn't travel back to the Han and Tang Dynasties. In that era, China was ruled by martial arts. Scholars like Fang Xuanling once charged Li Shimin with a sword.But since the Song Dynasty, China has been governed by literature, and scholars have become a group of people who do not work hard and do not distinguish between five grains.
Luo Xin didn't want to become like this, but he couldn't stand alone, so he finally chose Taijiquan.This kind of boxing is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and it feels like a fairy. Moreover, the Tai Chi ball he learned in his previous life focuses on health preservation. This kind of Taoist health-preserving boxing is very popular among the literati of the Ming Dynasty, so it will not make people feel that Luo Xin is vulgar. .
As soon as he thought about it, Luo Xin began to recall the tai chi ball he had learned in his mind. In his previous life, the tai chi ball he had learned was the old frame all the way, with a total of 73 moves. With a thin layer of sweat, I feel comfortable and transparent all over.
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"Zhang Xun gave it to me. I promised to give him one after I finished the pen."
"Oh!" Luo Shi put the small dustpan aside, and looked at Luo Xin with the same curiosity as Luo Qing.
Luo Xin used the tip of the goose feather to imitate the nib of the dipping pen in his previous life, and cut a slightly concave slope with his mother's scissors, leaving a few millimeters of the tip at the tip, carefully splitting it in the middle, and then a quill pen was made.
Luo Xin took the inkstone out of the book box, rubbed the ink with dripping water, and then dipped the ink with a quill pen to write on a piece of paper.
"I can really write!"
Although Luo Qing was illiterate, but seeing that he could really write something, he couldn't help exclaiming. Luo Shi who was beside him also opened his eyes wide in surprise, and stretched out his hand to touch Luo Qing's head. Proud:
"My son is amazing!"
"Let me try!" Luo Qing held out his hand curiously.
"Crack!" Luo Shi slapped Luo Qing's hand: "Thick hands and feet, don't let it break you."
"Oh!" Luo Qing retracted his hand guiltily.
Luo Xin stuffed the quill pen into Luo Qing's hand and said, "It's okay, brother, try it."
Luo Qing awkwardly scratched the quill on the paper twice, then put the quill on the table and said:
"It's too thin, it doesn't have the strength to hold a big gun and close a knife."
Luo Xin was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, and Luo Shi also slapped Luo Qing dumbfounded.Luo Qing scratched his head in embarrassment, and muttered in a low voice:
"It was!"
"Okay, don't bother your brother!" Luo Shi said to Luo Qing reproachfully.
Luo Qing ran to the yard to practice his Guan Dao again, and Luo Shi also went to do her housework.Luo Xin picked up the second quill and began to make the quill.Soon, five quill pens were completed.Luo Xin put four quills into the bookcase, leaving one quill on the table.Close your eyes and think.
There are many articles and poems in his memory. If it is simply to talk about the essence of the book, each dynasty has its own uniqueness.But as a time traveler, he will not give up his own advantages. Although he was also a senior professor of history in his previous life, he is not so arrogant that he feels that he surpasses the predecessors and sages of all dynasties.
Tang Poetry, Song Ci, Yuan Qu, Ming and Qing novels, this sentence tells future generations that every dynasty has an unsurpassable side.For example, Tang poetry was at its peak in terms of poetry. It does not mean that there was no poem in the later dynasties that could not reach the realm of Tang poetry. Maybe a certain poem by a certain person in a certain dynasty reached the realm of Tang poetry, but his existence The overall level of poetry in that era could not be compared with that of Tang poetry.Therefore, although Luo Xin once lived in an era of information explosion and was an expert in the study of ancient prose, he also had a clear understanding that he was much worse than these ancient people, because they lived in this culture. It is completely different from his previous life. It can be said that his previous life was somewhat incompatible with that era because of his love for history and ancient Chinese.
So based entirely on his knowledge of ancient prose, he doubts that he can be compared to the scholars of this era. Maybe given him a few decades, he may not be inferior to any scholar of this era, but he does not want to waste time. In fact, his His foundation in ancient prose is not low, but in order to ensure that he can stand out, he doesn't mind borrowing the works of ancient sages at a certain point. This is the benefit of the time-traveling people, and there is no psychological barrier in using it.So he divided the ancient works into two categories.One is before the era of the Ming Dynasty, and the other is after the era of the Ming Dynasty.
Those who lived before this era were prepared to study frequently, reviewing the old and learning the new.After this era is ready to borrow.So Luo Xin is going to transcribe the ones from this era first, lest the time will be too long and the memory will be blurred.
Opening his eyes, he began to silently write articles and poems from this era in his previous life memory.With a quill, he wrote quickly and in small handwriting.There are no classes in the school in the afternoon. He had already written a thick stack of paper in one afternoon. He didn't put down the quill until his mother called him to eat. He rubbed his sore right arm. Can't help but sigh.Judging by the degree of wear and tear of the quill pen, one quill pen is probably enough for him to use for three months.
After dinner, Luo Xin asked his mother for a big wooden box.When Luo Shi heard that Luo Xin was going to use a big wooden box to store manuscripts, he rushed into the house and poured out a big wooden box for him, and there was a lock on the box. Luo Shi solemnly handed the lock and key to Luo Xin.
Luo Xin put the manuscript into the box and locked the box.The muscles in his right arm were still a little stiff, and it was only at this time that Luo Xin remembered that he was only eight years old and his body hadn't grown up yet.If you continue like this, you will hurt your body.Walking to the outside of the house, he picked up the wooden Guan Dao and began to practice. After practicing the 36-style Guan Dao, he heard the applause of his elder brother.
"Little brother, your practice of Guan Dao is too good, please give me some pointers."
"it is good!"
He had nothing to hold back about his elder brother, Luo Xin pointed it out seriously, watching his elder brother excitedly playing Guan Dao there, Luo Xin fell into deep thought.
In the future, he will take the path of a civil servant, so it would be inappropriate to practice Guandao again. Not to mention such a long weapon, even ordinary fists and feet will be ridiculed and rude by the literati. Of course, he does not want to be rejected by the literati group. In any world There will be no good results if you stand alone. Even if you want to change this era, you must first start with integration.
However, he didn't want to become a frail scholar. He came from a later life and knew that having a good body is a kind of happiness.Thinking of this, he complained a little about why he didn't travel back to the Han and Tang Dynasties. In that era, China was ruled by martial arts. Scholars like Fang Xuanling once charged Li Shimin with a sword.But since the Song Dynasty, China has been governed by literature, and scholars have become a group of people who do not work hard and do not distinguish between five grains.
Luo Xin didn't want to become like this, but he couldn't stand alone, so he finally chose Taijiquan.This kind of boxing is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and it feels like a fairy. Moreover, the Tai Chi ball he learned in his previous life focuses on health preservation. This kind of Taoist health-preserving boxing is very popular among the literati of the Ming Dynasty, so it will not make people feel that Luo Xin is vulgar. .
As soon as he thought about it, Luo Xin began to recall the tai chi ball he had learned in his mind. In his previous life, the tai chi ball he had learned was the old frame all the way, with a total of 73 moves. With a thin layer of sweat, I feel comfortable and transparent all over.
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Ask for collection!Ask for a recommendation ticket!
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(End of this chapter)
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