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Chapter 6, Zhao's Mingzheng with Ying Surname

Sure enough, the aunt agreed: "Okay, then you and Zheng'er will study together tomorrow, and the aunt will teach you."

That night, Yao Xing slept with her aunt because there was no extra room in the house. Apart from the rooms of her aunt and her little brother, there was only a woodshed, a kitchen and a small clean room next to the kitchen.

Yao Xing chose the woodshed because the clean room next to the kitchen was too small.

The aunt said that she would clear out the woodshed tomorrow, replace the windows and doors with airtight windows, install a set of beds and cabinets, and let Yao Xing live there.

She has tried her best to be kind to Yao Xing, and her heartache for Yao Xing cannot be faked. With this kind of heart, Yao Xing is willing to treat her as her mother. After all, the original owner's mother has never cared about the original owner's life and death, she is the aunt

He and his little brother took Yao Xing over to take care of him. Without them, Yao Xing would have a very difficult life.

The next day, Yao Xing wore a new skirt and pigtails carefully combed by her aunt. She sat with her little brother and listened to her aunt's lecture.

The aunt picked up the carving knife and carved three characters on the bamboo slip. Yao Xing leaned over and could vaguely see a star character, so she guessed that these three characters were her name.

Sure enough, after the aunt finished writing, she pushed the bamboo slip in front of Yao Xing: "This is your name, Zhao Yaoxing."

Yao Xing memorized these three characters, then picked up a carving knife and carved the same three characters on the bottom. However, he was not used to carving with a knife, so the carving was extremely slow and the characters were not pretty.

I decided to make a calligraphy brush as soon as possible. Historically, the calligraphy brush was invented by General Mengtian of Qin State. The carving knife is still used now, which means that the calligraphy brush has not been invented yet.

As a result, before Yao Xing could even think about Hong Tao's great career in the future, he heard the little brother who was studying next to him say: "Look, this is my name!"

The little brother also picked up the carving knife and carved his name on the exercise, and showed it off for Yao Xing to see.

The calligraphy he carved is indeed very beautiful, not inferior to that of my aunt, and his writing style is firmer and not as tactful as my aunt's.

But what shocked Yao Xing was not his characters, but the name he carved. The character at the top was the same as Yao Xing's last name, Zhao.

"Little brother, your surname is Zhao too?" My name is Zheng'er, and my surname is Zhao, is that it?

The little brother shook his head. Yao Xing was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this, but he heard the explanation: "I am a descendant of the Zhao family with the surname Ying, and I am not the same as the Zhao of the Zhao Kingdom. One day I will go to Xianyang and get my application.

Get everything.”

Only then did Yao Xing realize that the famous Qin Shihuang in history was actually so close to him.

In the pre-Qin period, nobles called each other, and men mostly called each other by their surname, while women mostly called their surname by their surname. Yao Xing found this out after specifically checking the information, because many people in later generations argued about the surname of Qin Shihuang.

But is Zhao Ji really a dancing girl? In this era when aristocratic women may not be literate, it is unreasonable for Zhao Ji, a dancing girl, to be literate and have the political acumen to train Zhao Zheng.

"I want to be like my aunt in the future, and be a literate beauty!" She has been wearing a lot of clothes but cannot wear flattery, this is Zhao Ji!

"Okay, okay, our girl will definitely grow more beautiful than aunt. Aunt will teach you to read and write, teach you to sing and dance, and she will ensure that our girl will be the happiest girl!" Zhao Ji happily rubbed Yao Xing's hair.

, hugging Zhao Zheng with the other hand.

When he just started to read, Yao Xing could only learn the simplest characters. After Zhao Ji taught him, Zhao Zheng took Yao Xing to practice.
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