The old gentleman was obviously angry with his disciple: "You came here to let me teach normally. You were afraid that Shu Xiu would be blinded in vain. But you live your life carefully and are shameless..."
Obviously, the gentleman doesn’t want to continue with the shameless thing.
Zhou Lan couldn't even look at his face. He didn't expect his husband to be so angry. He was so angry.
As my daughter-in-law said, there are no small things in life. Who would have thought that my husband would get angry because of my diet.
Zhou Lan looked a little aggrieved. He had just secretly learned this trick from his wife and brother-in-law for a short time, and he still didn't know how to use it flexibly: "Mr."
The old gentleman twitched his lips. He was not like this when he accepted students: "You, you, you, have you forgotten who is the teacher? You are not allowed to learn from those two."
Zhou Lan saw that his master's expression softened and he immediately saluted: "I would like to follow your teacher's teachings."
The old gentleman felt that his disciple was too well-behaved and the woman was too outrageous, so he couldn't help but said: "It's okay to imitate your wife's thick skin."
Zhou Lan: "Ah." I really didn't expect that sir could say that.
Old man: "Everyone is knowledgeable about everything, but your wife's trick is more effective than yours." It means that your trick is not easy to use.
Zhou Lan's face was full of confusion: "Sir, this, this." Are you really teaching me to be thick-skinned and cheat?
The old gentleman looked at his disciple and couldn't help but point out: "This, this, this, this, whether you can learn it or not, don't turn around and fall into this ditch." If you are jealous of your wife, you won't be able to do it at the first glance.
To be honest, this disciple of my own is too honest, and I am afraid that he will suffer a lot from women in the house. Sir, he is really worried about this.
There was clearly something in the sir's words. Zhou Lan, a loser, was actually a little shy: "Sir, you can't do that."
The husband snorted: "There is such a mean-spirited little girl next to me. It would be strange if you don't step into the trap."
Zhou Lan laughed: "Stepping on her trap doesn't count. Besides, sir, if you step on her too much at home, you will be more aware of precautions when you go out."
Faced with such a disciple who is willing to step into the trap, what can you say, sir?
Rubbing his forehead: "Stop talking, sir, I am too old to care about the affairs of you young people. Now that we are here, let's talk about the county examination."
Otherwise, sir, I'm afraid that I won't be able to withstand this disgusting critical attack. I don't want to admit that my disciple is a bit shabby when it comes to women.
The imperial examination was a big deal for Zhou Lan, so he immediately calmed down and said, "Sir, please give me a warning."
Teacher: "You don't have to be like this. If you really want to take the exam, it's not a big deal. I have some books here for you to read. Don't worry about it."
Then the husband said: "Actually, you don't need to take the county exam."
According to the status of Zhou Lan's father or husband's apprentice, if Zhou Lan wants to enter the official career, there will be a quota available.
Zhou Lan shook his head: "As Mr.'s disciple, the disciple is not afraid of taking the exam, but he is afraid of falling behind in the ranking and disgracing Mr.'s family background."
The old gentleman smiled casually: "I am a down-and-out old man with no official position, no power, no fame, and a bad family background."
Well, after getting acquainted with him, my husband's painting style is really a bit unruly. It's just as good as Mr. Jiang San's crazy reputation. No wonder they can become friends.
Old gentleman: "Since you have to take the exam, just work hard. There are only three or two months before you take the county exam." Time is running out.
When an old gentleman accepts a disciple, he doesn't have to point to the disciple to help him shine. Each of these disciples really underestimated him as a gentleman.
Zhou Lan returned with a pile of books in his arms. These were not the few books that Mr. Zhang had in his mouth.
Jiang Changxi had a look of surprise on her face. Books are very expensive these days. To give so much at once shows how much the teacher likes his disciples: "Sir, you reward your husband."
Zhou Lan glanced at his young daughter-in-law and wondered where the reward would come from: "I haven't done anything that my husband can reward me for."
Jiang Changxi: "I'm chasing after you sir." Such a filial disciple, shouldn't he be rewarded?
This is really not a run on himself, is it? Zhou Lan was very doubtful.
Looking at Zhou Lan's expression, he knew that he guessed wrong and there was no reward. Jiang Changxi said: "Why do you have so many books?"
Zhou Lan: "The county examination is coming soon. I want to read the books that Mr. gave me."
Jiang Changxi's face was stiff, and he didn't highlight the key points like this, there were too many: "Is this considered a small stove?"
Zhou Lan nodded, it was better than reading all kinds of books without any purpose.
Jiang Changxi took a deep breath: "Work hard, we will support you mentally." She thought to herself, sir, isn't he very good at it? Reading like this is too blind.
I read it every day, and I was afraid that it would be difficult to finish it before the county exam. I shook my head and didn't dare to disturb him. I turned around and pulled Chang Le away.
Zhou Lanxin said that his daughter-in-law is really resolute. Speaking of spiritual support, how do you support her? Does she just ignore her?
Jiang Changxi said she would choose a partner for Chang Le. Jiang Changxi was serious about it. Not only did they choose a partner, but she also specially found her husband.
The husband was very helpless: "As a disciple, if you have nothing to do, please don't disturb me."
The two of them were just annoying. The old man was very unhappy about the dietary issues.
Without self-awareness, he still comes to bother me at this time.
Chang Le pulled on Mr.'s sleeve and shook it: "Chang Le trusts Mr.'s vision."
Sir, he almost rolled his eyes. He couldn't refuse this killer weapon.
Jiang Changxi saluted and said with a smile: "My disciple is young and has no knowledge. Please teach me how to use people."
Co-authoring is not about picking people, it is here to teach this little apprentice how to pick playmates.
Sir, take a deep breath, have you ever learned something like this? Is this how you use it, sir?
Facing Jiang Changxi: "You, your disciple, are really..."
Jiang Changxi is really thick-skinned: "Thank you, Mr., for your compliment."
Mr. Blackface, did you praise me?
In the end, he couldn't handle Chang Le's pulling and pulling, so he just followed the whims of the two traitors.
Zhuangzi invited several villagers with children at home. Six or seven children aged eight or nine, together with their families, were invited to the courtyard.
Jiang Changxi spoke first: "Dear dear friends, don't worry. The child is sent to Zhuangzi as a schoolboy. He attends classes at the Zhou Clan School. There is a teacher teaching him and an old mother taking care of him. He has four sets of clothes for each season.
Half a tael of silver per month."
There was an immediate cry from below, where could such a good thing be found?
Grandma Zhou told the outside world that anyone would be willing to send their children over.
Even the husband looked at me sideways, he was really generous for this little disciple.
Thinking about it this way, I, as a gentleman, don’t have much cultivation at all.
Jiang Changxi: "But the ugly thing is that I have to live in Zhuangzi, and I can only go home during the monthly bathing time."
As soon as he finished speaking, an old woman stood up first and saluted Jiang Changxi: "The old woman has met the eldest grandma. My child is willing to come and accompany the young man to school. He does not need money or clothes for all seasons, so that the child can stay in school."