Chapter 301 Paper for home use
"Mr. Tian has allowed your father and Heng'er to come to the county school together after the festival. Xiaoer, your mother, Daya and you will be the only ones left at home. Although you are the youngest, in my uncle's heart, he does not regard you as the youngest.
Ordinary children.
Now that you have learned how to drive a cart, you should have no trouble traveling to and from Huju Village in the future. If anything happens, come to Huju City to find us, do you understand me?"
The uncle's words made Yan Yu stunned for a long time.
"Uncle, can dad and eldest brother go to school in the county? Can two of us go?" she asked.
Yan Huaiwen couldn't explain the key to the waiter, so he only said: "Master Tian is very kind and willing to support me, and he has granted two places to our family.
This is your father’s opportunity, don’t miss it.”
"Uncle, do you think dad can pass the exam?" Yan Yu asked.
She wanted to find out Yan Laoer's background. The uncle was very knowledgeable and would definitely be able to make a fair evaluation of Yan Laoer.
Unexpectedly, such a simple question stumped Yan Huaiwen.
He frowned and thought carefully, and said nothing for a long time.
Yan Yu looked at his face and asked tentatively: "Uncle, dad is so tired of studying. I haven't seen him touch books a few times since I can remember. He can only teach me and my mother how to read words. Do you know my dad's level?"
how?"
Yan Huaiwen was ashamed.
As an elder brother, he was too unconcerned about his younger brother's studies. He couldn't even remember where he had read the book of Tianyou and how the article was written.
I can only estimate based on my age and the time I entered school.
"Your father started his education at the age of six and studied for ten years. He has studied "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Surnames", "Thousand Character Classic", "Disciple Rules", "Young Learning Qionglin", "Poems of Thousands of Families", "Guanwen Guanzhi", "
"Enlightenment of Rhythm", "Zengguang Xianwen"...
These should be read by heart. There may be shortcomings in the college examination and need to be sharpened, but it should be no problem if you pass the children's examination.
Although Tongsheng is not famous, he is also a scholar. It is better to be called Yan Tongsheng than to be called Yan Er."
Yan Yu deeply believes in this. Although the name is just a code name and does not mean anything, her father is either called Yan Er or Yan Lao Er. Look at Uncle Liang. Wherever he goes, he is called Liang Tongsheng, with his tone and expression.
All very different.
Yan Yu thinks that if she has more fathers, she doesn't need to take the test. She can just be a child, and she won't be taken seriously when walking outside like before.
The more important point is that in a world where classes exist, ordinary people will kneel down when they see an official. Guanzhou's literary culture is not prosperous, and there is no need for scholarly fame. The rich and famous people who have a child are very polite. According to her observation, Liang
My uncle has never knelt before.
A deep gift, she can still accept it.
Dad always said that he didn't mind kneeling down, and always said that when one goes to the countryside, do as the Romans do, but in fact, for them, these customs require a long time of psychological construction, and it is not easy to break the inherent concepts.
"I have memorized all these books, and my uncle has also taken the exam for me. So uncle, dad or me, who studies better?" Yan Yu seized the opportunity to ask the question he wanted to ask the most.
The clouds and smoke in the sky were reflected in the waiter's eyes, passing by mistyly, leaving only something clear and pure.
Seeing that his uncle was stuck again, Yan Yu did not give up and continued to ask: "Uncle, do you think I can pass the boy's exam if I take it?"
Yan Huaiwen found his voice: "Xiao Er, do you want to take the exam?"
Yan Yu was so entangled that this was a proposition.
She said she wanted to take the exam, but what if the uncle felt that her daughter was unable to take the exam and privately gave her more Xiaozao? He was not filling a hole for himself.
But if you don't want to take the exam, why are you asking so many questions?
She took a deep breath and said in a vague tone: "I haven't thought about it, but today I heard my uncle say that dad and I learned the same thing, and that dad could pass the child exam, so I casually asked if I could do it."
Yan Huaiwen said warmly: "February next year is still a few months away. The time is a bit tight, but it is not impossible. Since the waiter has this intention, the uncle will assign more homework for you. As long as you work hard, although you can't enter the examination room, you can still do it."
The same goes for learning with real talent.
Fame is just an external thing, and a person's knowledge and accomplishments cannot be reflected in it.
As a daughter, you don't have to force yourself to take the imperial examination. One day, you will find that the fame in the imperial examination is just the icing on the cake. Whether a person can succeed or not depends on himself."
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When Yan Huaiwen entered the government office, Uncle Yan Yuyang placed her in the bookstore.
He repeatedly promised not to wander around, and the shopkeeper smiled and said he would help take care of it, and Yan Huaiwen left.
Huju City is the second time Yan Yu has entered.
After the city was closed, Huju reopened. There were many more people than last time, and the shops on the street were very busy.
In time to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, many merchants have put red paper on their goods and placed them in the most conspicuous places in their shops so that they can be seen clearly as they walk by.
There are also small stalls on the street, with hawking sounds coming and going, making it very lively.
Yan Yu kept her promise and didn't leave the bookstore, but that didn't mean she didn't lift the door frame and peek out.
The location of the bookstore is quite good, next to a major intersection.
Business was booming in every house, but the bookstore was deserted. She stayed there for a long time, and only two people dressed as scholars came in.
After her careful observation, she found that the two scholars were not here to buy anything. One was a copycat from the bookstore and brought two books. The shopkeeper gave some copper coins, which were only a few dozen by visual inspection.
Not as much as her private money.
The other one came to inquire about the book-copying job. The shopkeeper asked him to try his handwriting. He must have been unable to write well, so he left regretfully.
She had seen enough of the bustle outside, so she wandered inside the bookstore. The shopkeeper ignored her and only motioned for a boy to follow her.
Probably because he was afraid that she would damage the books and was reluctant to speak out, he sent someone to keep an eye on her.
Yan Yu took a quick look, reading one book after another.
Most of the books are handwritten, and there are very few printed books.
The same enlightenment book, three hundred thousand, is made of different paper, the cover is more exquisitely packaged, and the words inside are better written, so it is much more expensive than ordinary ones.
There is nothing too cheap in the bookstore. As long as it is printed, it usually starts with a hundred words.
Pens, ink sticks, inkstones, etc. are all divided into different grades. Yan Yu looked at the cheapest paper, and there were still grass stalks on it. He thought it was because the materials were rough and the workmanship was not too fine. The paper quality was really average.
She estimated that it was not as good as the best ones among her recycled paper.
At least her paper pulp is very fine, and she uses even pressure on those pieces of paper. In addition to the color, thickness and water absorption, they are all good.
"Shopkeeper, can I write a few strokes too, and see if I can take over your book copying job."
"Of course you can." The shopkeeper did not look down upon her. Everyone in this tiger city now knows about Yan Hushu. The eldest master relies on her very much. It is said that every good calligraphy he writes is praised by the eldest master.
Yan Yu was not afraid at all. He started writing as soon as he picked up his pen, and what he silently said was a sentence from Qionglin in the Kindergarten School.
When the winter solstice arrives, the ashes of the chia trees fly away; when the beginning of autumn arrives, the phoenix leaves fall.
After looking at it, the shopkeeper commented seriously: "I think this is my first time learning this style, and I can see my youthfulness in the gestures. I need more practice... But this kind of strength is quite rare at my current age."
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Just one update today~
How confused has I become? I should have taken two pills, but I took one and forgot the rest... Two hours later, I looked down and realized, oh, I missed one pill o(╥﹏╥)o
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