Jiang Changxi did not dare to say that he was kind, as he did not yet have the strength to be kind to others.
I can only say that as I have lived a long time, I have seen more than others.
I don’t dare to let everyone say yes, but whenever I think of Zhuangzi, it won’t make people shake their heads and say they can’t deal with you.
Zhou Lan and his brother-in-law were studying under Mr. Zhou, and it was a difficult time.
The husband was still kind, but the problem was that he had a murderous brother-in-law next to him. This really put pressure on Zhou Lan, who was a brother-in-law.
Zhou Lan has been confident in studying since he was a child, because he has a good brain and can be taught by his master. His father at home has given him a few pointers, and he has never failed in his studies.
Only he himself knows whether he has studied it carefully or not.
After studying with his brother-in-law, Zhou Lan realized what a powerful brain is. This boy could remember everything that the master had said, whether he understood it or not.
I don't show off to Master, but when Master asks questions about his brother-in-law, his answers are different from what Master said.
The brother-in-law secretly repeated the master's original words. What kind of level was this? It even frightened Zhou Lan.
My old father-in-law was willing to give him such a young boy as his companion. He really thought highly of his uncle.
It feels like holding a hot cornucopia. The key is that it gives you pressure.
The brother-in-law was standing next to him, looking at this brother-in-law with raised eyebrows and a look on his face like "You can't do it."
Tell me how miserable Zhou Lan is. Everything he was proud of was completely broken by his brother-in-law.
As for the study progress, Zhou Lan didn't even know what his brother-in-law's progress was. He could remember whatever he read anyway. As for whether he understood it or not, that was up to his master.
The only thing that comforted Zhou Lan was that his handwriting was recognized by his master. He finally found a place where he was better than his brother-in-law.
The brother-in-law looked at Zhou Lan's calligraphy with a rich expression, obviously amazed.
Jiang Changle also regretted that he had a big problem. He relied on his brain to work well. His brother-in-law's calligraphy was indeed perfected and he had to work hard.
The Master looked at Zhou Lan's handwriting and nodded slowly: "It took a lot of effort. It's very good. To be able to write to such an extent shows that he is a person who can read with concentration."
Zhou Lan: "Thank you for the compliment, sir. Unfortunately, my father passed away, and my students had no thoughts about it. They could only copy Buddhist scriptures every day, hoping that my late father could rest in peace."
Few people in Baoding Prefecture know about this matter in the Zhou Mansion, not to mention that Mr. Jiang was invited back by Mr. Jiang San. He really knows about this matter. In one sentence, he can say that this student is a talent that can be made.
It was obviously due to internal fighting in the family that his uncle planned to stop his studies, but now he said that he was filial, and he was able to use his time in writing, and he had perseverance and perseverance. He knew how to be flexible, which was very good.
The student Mr. Jiang San gave him was very impressive. The old man finally raised his head and looked at the student carefully: "I have been studying hard for decades, but unfortunately I have been unlucky and have no chance of fame. Thank you for your father-in-law's persistence and taking care of the young master at home."
Then he looked at Jiang Changle: "I have little talent and little knowledge. I'm afraid I can only enlighten the young master. It's a pity that I don't have one or two disciples at this age."
Zhou Lan immediately saluted: "Sir, if you don't want to give up, please accept the student."
The husband nodded: "Yes." It's just one word, but it's really precious.
Zhou Lan bowed and bowed: "Teacher."
At this moment, sir, it was to show Mr. Jiang San’s face, and the student’s qualifications were indeed good, so he reluctantly accepted it.
At this moment, Zhou Lan wanted to give face to his husband and to his father-in-law, so he became a master.
Zhou Lan also thought that if the gentleman his father-in-law found for his brother-in-law could be recommended to him, at least there should be no problem. This is good.
When he saw his new disciple, he paid homage to him in a serious manner without saying a word, and suddenly he changed for a long time. He was now his disciple.
Inexplicably, he felt better. The teacher immediately became very satisfied with this student. He had a good brain and knew how to adapt: "I don't have those false etiquette, but from now on, I won't study casually like this. My disciples can't be too bad. Especially
It can’t be worse than a little doll.”
Well, Zhou Lan focused his tangled eyes on his brother-in-law. This little kid is really worried. If you want to be better than him, it will be very hard.
Little Changle was sad because my good husband was abducted by this brother-in-law.
During lunch, the two students used it with their husband.
The husband nodded inwardly, this must have been arranged long ago. Does this student's family have rules and regulations?
Looking at Jiang Changle, one can see from this disciple that the female members of the Chang family are quite knowledgeable.
Thinking about it this way, I, as a disciple, have done a good job. If you know that there is no one holding you back, it is equivalent to having more help.
During class in the afternoon, it was obvious that Mr. Zhou Lan had different requirements.
This is the difference between ordinary students and direct disciples. Although the situation is dire, Zhou Lan feels that it is not bad, at least he is not studying in a muddle.
After class in the evening, Zhou Lan took Jiang Changle back to the backyard.
I saw that there was an additional mother-in-law beside my wife, and there was also an additional mother-in-law in the east room.
If you look closely, you will see that the ladies are not picky, they keep their heads down and do their work seriously. When my father is around, it is nothing more than taking him to visit the ladies and servants of everyone.
Jiang Changle had already pulled her sister and started to say: "Sir, you have accepted your brother-in-law as a disciple."
Jiang Changxi: "That's a happy event. I wonder if your husband has said when you will officially become a disciple."
Zhou Lan was a little shy: "Teacher said no formal etiquette."
Jiang Changxi: "You still have to say what you should say. My husband, you can't neglect it at all."
Then he looked at Zhou Lan with a smile: "Teacher is really discerning. It must be because my husband is so talented that the teacher couldn't wait to take him under his wing."
Zhou Lan's face turned red: "I dare not say that. The teacher pities me for being lonely and sees me as filial."
Well, this is still a person who knows how to be humble, Jiang Changle: "Every time my sister urges me to study, she always praises me like this."
The brother-in-law who looks like you are stupid or not, but you still take him seriously.
Zhou Lan's face changed. This brother-in-law was really not cute.
Jiang Changxi pinched Jiang Changle's cheek: "You are really understanding."
Jiang Changle: "It's okay. I'm just afraid that my brother-in-law will be proud."
Then he went back to the house without saying a word.
Jiang Changxi: "What's wrong? This kid doesn't look very happy."
Zhou Lan really didn't notice that it was different from usual, but he still said: "I'll go over and take a look."
Jiang Changxi: "Mr. must have accepted your husband as his disciple. Chang Le is being cautious."
Zhou Lan really didn't pay attention to this: "Sir, it's not that he doesn't accept Chang Le, it's that Chang Le is too smart, and he is afraid of delaying Chang Le's good qualifications."
Jiang Changxi believes this. The child is young and his father has no plans yet.
This gentleman at home was indeed hired by his own father for his uncle, and Jiang Changxi didn’t know the details.