Zhou Lan, Chang Le, and their second brother-in-law walked around the village. The three of them were in a relaxed mood, which was rare and interesting.
Brother-in-law Jiang was very poetic and even added two sour poems, which made Zhou Lan feel quite itchy.
It wasn't that he wanted to compose a poem, but he specifically wanted to ask what level his second brother-in-law's poetry writing skills were in the academy.
Zhou Lan took a rough look and found that although his husband and his father said that his literary talent was average, compared with his second brother-in-law, a talented scholar, Zhou Lan's own taste was not that bad.
Brother Jiang's second brother-in-law saw Zhou Lan in a daze, so he kindly comforted Zhou Lan: "Sister-in-law, don't be impatient. There is no need to worry about poetry and prose. In the future, when the situation strikes, you will naturally be able to catch it."
After hearing what the second brother-in-law said, he was actually quite confident.
Zhou Lan said modestly: "I still need some guidance from my second brother-in-law."
Jiang's second brother-in-law took care of everything: "I can't study for my brother, but I only have one or two insights in this poem. Brother-in-law, just don't worry."
Ah, that means you are very confident in your literary talent. With your second brother-in-law’s level, where does your confidence lie?
Zhou Lanxin said, "You have to be a top-notch literary talent in the county school to be able to boast like this. Then measure yourself, do I also have this talent?"
But could my own father be wrong, and so could my husband? Zhou Lanxin said that she had been criticized by two very respected people.
Both elders have told him that if his literary talents are not good enough, he should work more on his writing. Can he use his strengths and avoid his weaknesses?
Zhou Lan didn't understand very much, "Can my poems and essays work?"
When he returned to the study, Zhou Lan took up his pen and copied the poem written by his second brother-in-law and gave it to his second brother-in-law.
Brother Jiang's second brother-in-law was overjoyed: "You and my brother-in-law really complement each other, and my brother-in-law's calligraphy is really good."
The problem is, I don’t think your poems are very good. Zhou Lan feels depressed all the time.
After seeing off the second brother-in-law Jiang and his wife, Zhou Lan was a little distracted while studying.
Jiang Changxi brought goat milk to Chang Le, and Chang Le drank the milk and went to sleep.
When it was time for Jiang Changxi to talk to Zhou Lanye, the couple would always say a few more words at this time: "My husband seems to be in no mood to study today."
Zhou Lan was very embarrassed, but the only person around him who could speak was his wife: "I saw the literary talent of my second brother-in-law today, and I felt a little hesitant."
Jiang Changxi said in his heart that he must have been compared to others and lacked self-confidence.
Jiang Changxi comforted Zhou Lan: "After all, the second brother-in-law has been a scholar for several years. After some time, my husband's literary talent will not be bad."
Zhou Lan raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Changxi. He didn't mean that and hesitated to speak.
Jiang Changxi said in his heart, my literary talent is not very good, and I also need to comfort Na Bo. Can you say that I understand you very well: "Is there anything else that is hard to say?"
Zhou Lan pulled Jiang Changxi closer and said, "I'm just telling you, I don't think I'm any worse than my second brother-in-law."
Ah, co-author, you have found confidence in your second brother-in-law.
Jiang Changxi couldn't calm down for a moment. In this case, why are you so confused about what to do: "No, no, what do you mean?"
Zhou Lan: "If it were just like this, it wouldn't be enough to make me hesitate, but my father said when he was here that my literary talent is average. My husband also said that I should be pragmatic and work hard on my articles."
Zhou Lan stared at Jiang Changxi, meaning, do you understand, I suddenly made progress, my father was wrong, and my husband was wrong.
Jiang Changxi blinked, as if he didn't understand.
Zhou Lan: "I see that my brother-in-law is quite confident in his literary talents. He seems to be outstanding in the county schools."
That's right, otherwise I wouldn't be able to write poems in a comfortable mood.
Jiang Changxi understood what Zhou Lan was thinking: "I don't think there is anything to worry about. My father is a fourth-rank official. I have never seen any kind of literary talent. He is promoted to a high-ranking scholar and a Jinshi every three years.
come out."
Zhou Lanxin said, in Madam's eyes, it turns out that being promoted to a successful candidate is so ordinary.
Just listen to Jiang Changxi say: "Those who can deal with my father and my husband are all people with outstanding literary talent. Let alone the county school, let's talk about Baoding Prefecture. There have been many fourth-grade officials. The second brother-in-law has good literary talent, but he may not be able to
Enter Mr., enter Daddy’s eyes.”
Zhou Lan: "As you said, it's Mr. Dad who has high expectations for me." Since he was a child, his father has compared his poems with those of Jinshi and others?
Jiang Changxi: "My disciples naturally want to be on par with the Jinshi Master. My father has high expectations for my husband, so why would he be compared to a small county school?"
This is indeed the case. This makes sense. Zhou Lan doesn’t feel that his literary talent is very good or how proud he is. He is a person who wants to take the Jinshi examination: "I want to study."
Jiang Changxi really didn't want to encourage Zhou Lan to study hard. Reading should be relaxed and relaxed, not necessarily studying hard.
But after talking for a long time, I was so irritated that I wondered what I could do.
Jiang Changxi: "My uncle is feeling restless today, so why not take a rest early and stop studying."
Zhou Lan: "It's only a few months before the government examination. For me, every moment is hard work. My husband expects so much from me. I can't really just be a scholar. I should work harder and try my best to make my ranking look good.
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This actually puts so much pressure on me. I can only say that when my father-in-law was still alive, he had laid a good academic foundation for his children. Otherwise, who would have dared to have such ambitions during the three-year hiatus.
Jiang Changxi felt sorry for Zhou Lan's situation. If he hadn't met such grandparents, how could he have been delayed like this.
If mother-in-law Lin could be more forceful, she would not have interrupted her child's education.
If my grandfather and uncle had no selfish motives, they would not be in the situation Zhou Lan is in now.
Jiang Changxi felt distressed for a moment: "Why don't you stay with me for a few years?"
They are young and have plenty of opportunities. If Zhou Lan concentrates on studying hard, there is hope that he will become a blockbuster.
Zhou Lan shook his head: "Now that we have ended, we should finish as planned, and I have no other choice."
As a husband, as a son, and in the future he will also be a father. What he wants is protection, not a gimmick. What he carries on his shoulders is responsibility.
Jiang Changxi was thinking of her mother-in-law, Mrs. Lin. Without an identity, her mother would not be able to protect her face. At the age of ten, it was already difficult for Zhou Lan to calm down and study.
There has been no letter from my uncle recently, and I don’t know what the situation is?
I'm afraid it was because of some circumstances and because it was hard to tell that Uncle Lin couldn't send the letter in time.
Jiang Changxi was afraid that Zhou Lan would think too much: "The capital is far away from here. There is a lot of rain in this season, so it is inconvenient to send letters. It is normal for a few days in the morning and a few days in the evening."
Zhou Lan lowered his eyelids. It was obvious that he didn't want to mention this topic at all, which would affect his mood while reading.
Jiang Changxi was also a little embarrassed. In fact, this problem cannot be avoided.