I'm not a genius in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 337 You are forcing me

"The old man also - I also want a picture..."

After all, Yan Shigu is a kind-hearted elder, not so thick-skinned to play tricks on the younger generation, and when he followed suit, he changed it to begging.Yu Shinan cast a contemptuous glance at Yan Shigu, who was shy.

"The old man wants two! Take the old man's pinnacle work, and exchange two for you. It's not a loss to you, kid?"

"No loss, no loss, this junior has made a lot of money!"

Wang Zi'an said it sincerely, to tell the truth, it was really a big bargain, not to mention the level of Yu Shinan's writing, but the enlightenment to him in martial arts is far from being measurable by money.

Seeing that Wang Zi'an agreed happily, the three old men suddenly smiled.They have seen Wang Zi'an's handwriting before. The running script is outstanding and self-contained. The new horizontal and vertical fonts are also unique and rare treasures.

"Zian, your two poems are excellent, but what the three of you can't figure out is why you wrote "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" even though it's already winter?"

As soon as he sat down, before Wang Zi'an's tea was served, Yu Shinan couldn't help asking.Along the way, the three old men were bored to death.Reciting poems and composing Fu all emphasizes touching the scene to create emotion, and it's already winter, so Wang Zi'an's poem is a bit out of place.

Are you trying to screw over obsessive-compulsive disorder patients?

"I didn't write this—"

Wang Zi'an chuckled, and lifted the teapot for the three men.Glaring at Qin Huaiyu angrily, no wonder the three old men came here together, feeling that this kid messed things up.

This piece of shit!

Talent or something is determined not to be ah.Once you put on the hat of a wit, I'm afraid you will be very annoying. There will be so many poetry meetings, exchanges, and visits that your scalp will tingle.That kind of life is not what I want.I don't know if it's too late to remedy, but I must never give up struggling, and I must not let the old men think that I am a great talent.

"Oh—who is that?"

Kong Yingda looked at Wang Zi'an with a half-smile, as if you were going to continue making up.

"The ones from our hometown...forget it, you just wrote it at that time——"

What's the matter with your expression of watching a monkey show? Are you still letting honest people live!Wang Zi'an couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and lowered his head resignedly.The three old men suddenly laughed, showing such expressions as expected.As for this kind of lazy guy who doesn't want to make progress, if you don't run him hard, he can give you sloppy eyes and go backwards.As an elder, how can we just sit back and watch such a good seedling go to waste?

"Tell me, why in this winter, I remembered to write this Spring River Moonlight Night——"

Kong Yingda put his hands on his knees and looked at Wang Zi'an leisurely. He was very curious about Wang Zi'an's "jumping" thinking. Why did winter think of spring?

"The juniors believe that spring, summer, autumn and winter are not the changes of the seasons, but the changes of people's hearts. Although some people are in spring and in the sea of ​​flowers, their hearts are frozen like heavy snow. Some people, even in the depths of winter, the wind and snow Cut face, his heart is also surging the whole spring..."

Wang Zi'an suppressed the shame in his heart, sighed to the sky, you are forcing me!
"How you treat the world, the world treats you—"

At this moment, Wang Zi'an only felt that he was possessed by Wang Yangming, and he almost believed it himself.However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the atmosphere in the room was suddenly strange.The three old men didn't say a word, they were pulling their beards vigorously, Yu Chengze was thoughtful, Yu Yan's eyes began to sparkle, only Qin Huaiyu was more normal, looking at himself like a fool——

"Ahem——that's basically the case. The junior just feels something in his heart, and he does it casually..."

At this time, the three old men let out a long breath, looked at each other, and nodded silently.This bastard is indeed talented, how many people in Chang'an can say that?If he hadn't been forced to do this, he would have almost missed his talents and been fooled by this bastard!
It must be carefully crafted, this is the existence of the leader of the younger generation.

With this "discovery", the eyes of the three old men when they looked at Wang Zi'an changed, and there were small whips floating in their eyes.Wang Zi'an felt bitter in his heart, it was too much force, he had pretended.

I'm pretending to be stupid now, is it too late?

Then, he realized that he really thought too much. As long as he hesitated a little bit about the questions of the old men, the three old men would give lectures with quotations from classics. This was determined to "help" him grow up...

"Well, brother Zi'an, I'll put the textbooks you want here for you. I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first—"

The three old men had to meet good talents and beautiful jade, and they talked with great interest, Qin Huaiyu turned his head three times, taking advantage of a gap, he quickly saluted the three old men, got up and ran.Before the three old men could react, he had already disappeared outside the gate...

"Textbook, what textbook?"

Interrupted by Qin Huaiyu, the attention of the three old men was drawn back, and they asked a question curiously.

"The younger generation has nothing to do, so I compiled two simple textbooks for the children of the school at the foot of the mountain, so that they can learn to read and count—"

Wang Zi'an smiled disapprovingly, the primary school textbooks in this era are really not easy to use.Whether it is "Zi Lin", "Erya" or "Thousand Characters", they are all boring and maddening, and the interest is almost equal to zero. He simply modified Su Xun's "Three Characters", adding some Pinyin, as a literacy teaching material for this group of children.

"Oh—if you don't mind, bring it to the old man to see how—"

As soon as they heard that it was for teaching students, the three old men immediately became serious.How can such a sacred matter of educating children be sloppy?Wouldn't it be nonsense to just change the textbooks casually?

Wang Zi'an smiled, got up and took out the Chinese textbooks from the package left by Qin Huaiyu, and handed them out one by one.The three old gentlemen took it over with a serious face, and decided to use their professional vision to pull Wang Zi'an back from the wrong path.

"At the beginning of human beings, the nature is good. The nature is similar, but the habit is far away.

If you don't teach, your sex will change.The way of teaching is expensive.

Former Mengmu, choose a neighbor.If you don't learn, you will die.

Dou Yanshan has a righteous prescription.Teach five sons, all famous.

It is the fault of the father whether to raise or not to teach.If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy.

If you don't learn, it's not appropriate.If you don't learn when you are young, why should you be old?

......"

The three of Yu Shinan and Kong Yingda, when they first looked at it, they still had critical eyes in their eyes, but when they saw this place, they already started clapping their legs and applauding.

This textbook compiled by Wang Zi'an actually covers literature, history, philosophy, astronomy, geography, human relations, righteousness, loyalty, filial piety, righteousness and other aspects in one fell swoop. Through classic short stories, it promotes benevolence, righteousness, Sincerity, respect, and filial piety are the ways of saints.

"Although the essay is small, its meaning is huge. Zi'an has this essay, which is enough to be a master of a generation!"

PS: The next chapter is estimated to be a little over, friends, don't wait.Good night!I went to code by myself, and I will update it after one o'clock.

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