Free-spirited Illegitimate Son

Originally Master Zhou was using Ye Chunqiu's affairs to curry favor with Ye Song, who knew that Ye Chunqiu was not punished for throwing a stone at his foot, but his lover Ye Chenliang was scolded instead, so Master Zhou simply made up for it .

Old Mrs. Ye was already a little tired, he pondered for a moment and said: "Let's go, it's better to sharpen it."

Master Zhou was full of regrets, but still nodded: "Hey... I'm afraid of making a joke." Master Zhou meant to evade, this Ye Chunqiu is not a student I taught, if he is ridiculed by others, don't say goodbye It has something to do with my teacher's ineffective teaching.

Old Mrs. Ye remained silent. Master Zhou's implication, he understood very well that this grandson must be in a mess, he might not even be able to memorize the Four Books and Five Classics completely, so do you expect him to be able to do anything?Of course, Mrs. Ye didn't have any expectations for Ye Chunqiu, she just sighed in her heart: "Let's make a joke, I hope the prodigal son will turn around and work hard from now on.

So Mrs. Ye smiled and said, "It's fine if Quan is familiar with the county exam. If the essay is too bad and people make fun of him, I hope he can realize his shame and be brave."

Ye Chunqiu felt relaxed when he returned to his own house. His father was reading in the study. Ye Chunqiu looked at his back, as if he didn't know anything about the outside world. Ye Chunqiu shook his head in his heart: "This father, how do you know?" The danger in this mansion, your son was almost killed."

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Chunqiu rushed to the school, the county exam was approaching, and the atmosphere in the school became particularly tense.

At this time, there were not many people coming to the school, but the big cousin Ye Chenliang came here to study very early, but his face was so bruised and swollen that it was funny, he gouged out Ye Chunqiu with his eyes, and ignored Ye Chunqiu .

It was Ye Juncai from the third room who approached Ye Chunqiu, and said with a smile: "Cousin Chunqiu, ha... have you done your homework? Oops, my father beat me up last night, so I didn't have time to do it..."

Just as Mr. Zhou came, Ye Juncai suddenly felt his neck was chilly, and hurried back to his seat.

"Check your homework." Master Zhou was expressionless.

Ye Chunqiu had already done yesterday's homework, but Mr. Zhou went to the students' copybooks one by one, picked up their homework, but regarded Ye Chunqiu as air, didn't check his homework at all, surpassed Ye Chunqiu, Then came to Ye Chenliang's copybook, Master Zhou looked at Ye Chenliang's homework, couldn't help shaking his head, and said with a gratified smile on his face: "Xiaokai has improved again, and the homework is also done very meticulously, you can teach me."

Ye Chenliang said modestly: "It's all the master who taught me well."

Master Zhou nodded his head and put down his homework: "We need to work hard this time, and don't learn from certain people."

Some people...they must be talking about themselves, Ye Chunqiu laughed dumbfoundedly.

After checking the homework, Mr. Zhou talked about the county exam again. In his heart, there are only a few people in Ye Chenliang who really have hopes for the county exam this year. The county exam is on July [-]th, and the county has already released the results. Started to have a guarantee.

Mr. Zhou was hired by Ye Erye. Since he is teaching ethnology, it is very important to him if he can win a few children this year. After he has selected the joint guarantee places for tomorrow's candidates, he will start teaching homework.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't pay any attention to Ye Chunqiu, and he didn't even care about it.

After the lecture was over, he said to Ye Chenliang and the others: "You stay, and the rest leave."

This is obviously to make up lessons for Ye Chenliang and the others, and it's a small matter.

Hearing that school was over, Ye Chunqiu picked up his bookcase as usual and ran out in a gust of wind, but when he reached the courtyard, Ye San hurriedly said: "Master, the Eldest Master was invited out by the Second Master."

Invited out by the second uncle?Ye Chunqiu had a bad feeling.

Ye San looked a little more angry at this time, and continued: "Also, I went to the kitchen to get food just now, and the food I got was rotten. Young master, there must be someone playing tricks on this, it's really disgusting."

"Oh." Ye Chunqiu was very calm on the contrary, the people in the second room were treated so miserably yesterday, if the people in the second room didn't do some little tricks, they would be damned. Compared with simple food, Ye Chunqiu was more worried about his father who went out with his second uncle.

After eating some pickled vegetables, Ye Chunqiu went back to his room, took out the Four Treasures of the Study, and continued to practice calligraphy.

Being human in two lifetimes, Ye Chunqiu is very clear about what he wants to do. Although he has an optical brain, he is still young after all, and he can't do many shocking things. The only thing he can do is the exam.

This is not just my father's expectation, nor is it entirely for studying and becoming an official. The most important thing is that in a gentry family like the Ye family, any conspiracy, tricks, or other people's ridicule and ridicule can be used to silence them.

So... It is especially important to have a beautiful lower case.

Every time after dinner, Ye Chunqiu has to practice here for two or three hours before going to bed. After a period of hard practice, although his running hand is not yet elegant, it is no longer immature.

Of course, the role of the optical brain is not small. Practicing calligraphy is not only based on hard work, but the most important thing is to refer to it. A penniless boy will never be able to see the copybooks of those famous masters all his life. , It is difficult to make any progress.

Therefore, most of the calligraphers in the past were either rich or noble. In their bookstores, there are many authentic works of famous masters and numerous rubbings and manuscripts. As long as you are interested, you can fully understand the essence of calligraphy from them. With a little diligence, you can form your own system and become a generation of famous masters.

In Ye Chunqiu's brain, there are a lot of photocopied materials of various calligraphy. With just a thought, Ye Chunqiu can bring up the copybooks of many famous masters to compare and figure out in his mind, which makes his progress very fast, far beyond ordinary people. comparable.

Naturally... the most important thing is to practice hard.

One stroke at a time, no tricks.

In the middle of the night, Ye Chunqiu was a little tired, but there was a rustling sound outside. Ye Chunqiu knew that his father was back, so he hurriedly opened the door. Sure enough, he saw Ye Jing staggering back, under the pale moonlight, He seemed to be drunk and staggered a little.

"Father..." Ye Chunqiu called out crisply.

Ye Jing raised his eyes: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Ye Chunqiu couldn't help frowning, how could he sleep, the second uncle invited his father to drink, when did the second uncle be so kind?

Ye Chunqiu stepped forward to hold Ye Jing by his arm, and helped him into the house.

Ye Jing smelled of alcohol: "Go to sleep."

Ye Chunqiu let out a cry, but went to boil water to make tea for Ye Jing. When he put the tea in Ye Jing's hand, Ye Jing stared blankly at the tea for a moment, but suddenly looked at it meaningfully. Ye Chunqiu took a look: "Chunqiu, you have to study hard in school, today Master Zhou..."

Ye Chunqiu frowned, he understood, if he had a drink today, Master Zhou was also present, so he should have said bad things about himself.

"Father, I will study hard." Ye Chunqiu has seen the worry on Ye Jing's face, and said hastily.

"I believe it." Ye Jing said almost without hesitation.

This unreasonable belief made Ye Chunqiu's heart warm.

Ye Jingchang sighed, and said again: "Son, Master Zhou looked down on you so much, Dad didn't ask for anything else, but only one thing for you."

Ye Chunqiu said: "What does father want his son to do?"

Ye Jing smiled wryly and said: "I just hope you can win your breath and be successful. I don't expect you to be a scholar, but at least you can win a child when you are as old as your father. If you can do this, your father will be able to live under the nine springs." You are a mother."

Uh... It turns out that the so-called standard for the father to be promising is to be a child at his age. Ye Chunqiu can't laugh or cry. Is the father hoping that his child will become a dragon, or is he hoping that his child will become a worm?

Ye Chunqiu felt ten thousand muddy horses running past in his heart, and he had an urge to hit tofu to death.

After serving Ye Jing to sleep, Ye Chunqiu tilted his head and went to sleep exhausted.