Although the house in "Zizhuyuan" is small, it still specially hired a nanny who is rare in this era, and is responsible for taking care of the daily life and diet of the two, cleaning and cleaning.

At noon, Yang Shan deliberately kept the two of them for a meal, perhaps to take care of the elderly, and the food was a bit light and not very suitable for Gu Yi's taste.

The few people had a meal and had a good chat, mainly the chat between Gu Yunsong and Yang Shan, sometimes recalling the past and sometimes talking about Gu Yi's education. Sometimes Gu Yi would also interject such a few sentences.

On the table, Yang Luan kept looking at Gu Yi curiously. Perhaps it was because of the strange feeling that Gu Yi had brought her before, or because she wanted to know more about this young man who could accept his grandfather as his apprentice. What's so special about it?

Yang Luan felt indescribable about this young man who might be together for a long time, perhaps it was the feeling of being connected in fate.

After lunch, Gu Yunsong took Gu Yi out of Zizhuyuan. After a simple understanding, Gu Yi felt like he was lucky.

This Yang Shan is not a simple figure. She is not only good at calligraphy and Chinese painting, but also proficient in musical instruments, such as guqin, bamboo xiao, bamboo flute, etc. What is even more amazing is that she not only understands musical instruments, but also is proficient in the production of musical instruments.

This is like a master of Chinese studies. Moreover, he also understands the most profound and obscure Zhouyi Studies in Chinese studies. Judging from the degree of application, it seems that he has reached a state of a glimpse of the secrets of heaven and a little fantasy, and it can be seen that his attainment is not low.

What a great opportunity to be able to worship such a master and person in such an ordinary mountain village.

"Since you have successfully worshipped Master Yang Shan, learn hard with him. He is not an ordinary person. Put away your arrogance and learn a little bit is your blessing, which will benefit you for life."

Just as Gu Yi was still thinking about how to spend the shortest time and learn all the abilities of Yang Shan, Gu Yunsong's warning came from his ears.

"Yes, grandpa." Gu Yi nodded obediently, but he felt a little whispered in his heart, "You should say that it's not just about learning a little bit. Your grandson, I am the one who intends to empty his talent."

Not long after Yang Luan had an accident in his previous life, Yang Shan's family moved away. Now Gu Yi is confident that he can reverse this fate, but he doesn't know whether Yang Shan's family will retreat quietly like in his previous life after he reversed this fate.

For a moment, Gu Yi became a little worried about gains and losses.

But after a moment, Gu Yi figured it out. Yang Luan saved her by herself, but because she wanted to save her, she couldn't bear to lose her life like she did in her previous life.

As for learning from a master, it is already a blessing to be able to become a master of Chinese studies in such a small mountain village. Why do you have to make progress and lose your true intentions?

I am lucky if I get it, and I am lucky if I lose it.

I just want to think that I have only five years left. Isn’t it up to me to learn how much I can do?

After thinking through all this, Gu Yi's mood suddenly became clear.

Changes in external forces can only add icing on the cake, but you cannot give up your own path halfway, and you cannot lose your original intention because of these external factors.

"If you don't want to go to preschool or elementary school, don't go, grandpa will help you communicate. Instead of wasting time with some ignorant children, it's better to do something you want. Grandpa believes that you know what you want." Perhaps it's the benefit of your successful apprenticeship. Gu Yi mentioned before that he was rejected in the past few years when he didn't want to go to preschool and elementary school, but now he has a turning point.

Gu Yi, who was about to fall into a childish kindergarten life and a group of children playing house games with snot, finally came out with the appearance and intervention of Yang Shan, and was expected to usher in a new spring.

After that, Gu Yi started the school course for going out early and returning late in advance. The lunch at noon was eaten with Yang Shan and his grandson. Originally, Gu Yunsong meant to let Gu Yi come home for lunch. I'm sorry to bother Yang Shan's family.

But Yang Shan always kept Gu Yi for dinner at home, and Gu Yi thought it was too wasteful to go home every time.

I also know that with Yang Shan's conditions and qualities, I really don't mind that I can stay here for dinner, and I only have an extra pair of chopsticks, which makes it more lively. So after a few times, Gu Yi developed a habit and Gu Yunsong didn't even go back.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed.

This master of Chinese studies is a master of Chinese studies, and the methods of educating people seem so unique.

The first thing I originally agreed to be taught is Gu Yi, calligraphy and Chinese painting first. After all, these skills require continuous practice and understanding from childhood to adulthood. The sooner you learn, the better.

Moreover, Gu Yi has learned to write, and if he doesn't introduce systematic and organized exercises as soon as possible, once the arm muscles form muscle memory of the writing habits of the previous life, it will be difficult to correct them. Even if the ideology wants to correct them, the body will not feel that it follows the habits of the previous life.

In my previous life, Gu Yi's word was not very good except for his own name!

Gu Yi originally thought that he would come the next day and start practicing orthodox calligraphy and Chinese painting skills with Yang Shan, but unexpectedly, the whole week passed, but Gu Yi had even touched his pen.

On the first day, Yang Shan sat down to tell him all the time the origin of the text, the evolution of the form of text recording, the evolution of the text carrying objects, the origin of the pen, ink, paper and ink, evolution process, school, and the production process of the pen, ink, paper and ink, etc.

The waves were endless, and it seemed that they were still unsatisfied at the end of the day. Gu Yi and Yang Luan beside him were stunned.

Even Gu Yi has never learned about these things and inheritance in such detail in his life, and many things he has never heard of.

The next few days were even more strange. Yang Shan still did not teach him calligraphy or Chinese painting, but instead took him to make brushes and ink ingots himself. He taught Gu Yi step by step how to make a good brush, how to make a good ink ingot, what craftsmanship, and what details should be paid attention to.

Have you tried to lit a dozen tung oil lamps in order to collect oil smoke and hang the very few light smoke with tears in order to hang?

Have you tried to get pine smoke and get snot flowing and dusty?

Have you tried grinding hundreds or thousands of medicinal materials into the oil smoke and pounding them tens of thousands of times until your wrists turn red and swollen?

Have you tried a piece of ink ingot and it will be heavy after hitting it tens of thousands of times?

Do you understand what is the tip, round, and key of the brush?

Do you know that the wool material of the brush is actually made of several wool configurations?

Do you know what Haofeng, second front, sharp front and matte hair are?

After a week of ups and downs, Gu Yi has gone from novelty to miserable pain, and then to his slight understanding now. Gu Yi seems to have a vague understanding of what Yang Shan’s purpose is.

"A week has passed. Do you know why I didn't teach you calligraphy directly. Instead, I will teach you how to do these things first?" Yang Shan asked Gu Yi a question at the end of the week.

"Maybe what you want to teach me is not just a skill, but a kind of inheritance. It also lets me know how many craftsmen have made no contributions to this inheritance of Chinese studies." Gu Yi answered this way.

"Learn with a pious heart, so that you can be in line with the inheritance and dedication of these craftsmen from generation to generation, and truly surpass their skills and reach a higher position."

This week, Gu Yi got a bad-looking wolf howling pen that he had done himself, and a pine ink ingot that was not very delicate.

I also saw the road ahead.

At the same time, the first homework assigned by Yang Shan was also ushered in, an assignment that Gu Yi was a little confused.

"Finish a work that you think is OK."

The form of the work is not limited, the definition of the work is not limited, everything depends on one's own understanding.

Such an unknown proposition made Gu Yi suddenly blinded, but fortunately there was still an unlimited one.
Chapter completed!