In the study, Zhao Yuanming raised his face and reminded him solemnly. Xu Jing entered the study for half an hour and only wrote the first two sentences of the article, while his eyes kept drifting to the door of the study.
Xu Jing smiled and looked away, pretending to think seriously, but his thoughts had already gone to the sky.
On normal days, Yue Ya'er's sister would have found an excuse to come to the study room to write articles with him.
What happened today?
Could it be that he said something wrong or did something wrong to make her unhappy?
Zhao Yuanming felt helpless when he saw Xu Jing's soul wandering in the sky.
In fact, Xu Jing is extremely intelligent and has first-rate talent. Unfortunately, he does not have to focus on studying. He has a lazy temperament and is very proficient in eating, drinking and having fun.
Xu Jing prefers to practice martial arts than studying. With a long sword, he has no opponent among teenagers of his age. He is also born with great strength. He can easily draw a three-stone bow and hit the target with perfect accuracy within two hundred steps.
It's just that the Jin Dynasty valued literature over martial arts. Everyone in the world regarded reading as valuable and dancing with guns and sticks as despicable.
The children of officials in Beihai County came under his sect one after another, a great Confucian in Qingzhou, and studied the Four Books and Five Classics of Confucius and Mencius. Xu Jing was his real direct disciple. He spent countless thoughts on Xu Jing, but the effect was very little.
He has taught many outstanding students, but in front of him is a piece of rotten wood that cannot be carved!
Zhao Yuanming endured it for another half an hour, and finally couldn't bear it anymore: "I asked you to write a three-hundred-word article in one hour, and you only wrote five sentences! That's all, I can't teach you. Tomorrow I will go to Beihai Palace to report to the prince.
Please resign!"
In this case, Master will always say it ten or eight times a month.
Xu Jing's ears were almost calloused. He was not afraid at all and smiled cheekily: "Master, don't be upset. The student is indeed a bit stupid, let Master worry."
The attitude of admitting the mistake is quite sincere.
Zhao Yuanming's expression brightened slightly and he was about to speak when Xu Jing said earnestly: "Why don't you ask Sister Yue Ya'er to come over and teach me how to write an article?"
Get out of here!
Zhao Yuanming glared at him.
Xu Jing immediately shut up and lowered his head as if busy.
Zhao Yuanming maintained his majestic and cold-faced appearance as a master, but in his heart he sighed sadly and was full of worries.
If everything is true as my daughter said, what should we do next to save the tribe and the innocent people of Beihai County?
Also, Yue Ya'er avoided mentioning her experiences in her previous life, and she suffered a lot. She was so cold and distant to Xu Jing today... Zhao Yuanming sighed silently.
At this moment, Chang Sui Songshi came in and reported: "Master Qi, Mr. Huo is outside asking for an audience."
The Mr. Huo mentioned by Song Shi has a single name derived from one character, and he is the direct son of the Huo family, a prominent family in Beihai County.
Huo Yan was smart since he was a child, had a photographic memory, and was an outstanding scholar. He became a disciple of Zhao Yuanming at the age of ten. After passing the scholar examination at the age of thirteen, he continued to study with great concentration. This year is the year of Qiu Wei, and with Huo Yan's talent and learning,
It's no big deal to win the title of Juren. Next year, I can go to Beijing for the Spring Festival.
When the proud disciple arrived, Zhao Yuanming's tense face relaxed instantly, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "Let him in quickly."
She was biased and looked at him coldly. When she heard the name of Huo Yan, she smiled like a flower.
Xu Jing felt angry and resentful in his heart.
What's even more irritating is that Zhao Yuanming also opened his mouth and ordered the boy: "Go and invite the lady over."
With a snap, the pen in Xu Jing's hand was broken, and the thick ink on the pen tip smeared the paper.
Yes, the previous five sentences were written in vain.
Even with Zhao Yuanming's self-restraint, he was so angry that he burst into smoke and shouted angrily: "Xu Jing!"
Xu Jing secretly thought that something was wrong, and immediately threw down half of the pen holder, stood up, and sincerely regretted his mistake: "Master, please calm down. I was too focused on thinking just now, and I couldn't control the strength in my hand, and broke the master's pen. I will send someone to deliver it tomorrow."
Here comes a box of fine pens."
A slender young man appeared at the door of the study.
The young man is also fifteen years old this year. He has fair skin and a handsome face. He is wearing an undershirt and has an elegant scholarly air. He smiles and salutes with his hands raised: "The student has met the master."
Zhao Yuanming didn't care to be angry with the unscrupulous disciple anymore. He instantly changed his face and greeted the visitor with a smile: "No need to be polite, come in quickly and talk."
Huo Yan thanked his master with a smile, stepped into the study, bowed his hands to Xu Jing and saluted: "I have met the prince."
Xu Jing didn't have such a good temper towards Huo Yan.
He stood up straight, half a head taller than Huo Yan, and showed a bit of scorn without deliberately saying: "In front of the Master, regardless of status, I became a disciple of the Master a few years earlier than you. You can just call me Senior Brother.
"
Huo Yan had a good temper and was not annoyed at all. He smiled and changed his words: "I have met senior brother."
Xu Jing agreed boldly.
Zhao Yuanming looked at him coldly and asked very gently: "The prince became my disciple five years earlier than Huo Yan. Huo Yan was selected as a scholar two years ago and wrote splendid articles. May I ask the prince how his articles are?"
Xu Jing showed no shame and boasted: "Under Master's careful guidance, I have made great progress. Unfortunately, due to my status, I cannot participate in the imperial examination. Otherwise, I will definitely come back as a scholar, which will make Master happy."
I'm so happy! Just don't be angry with him!
Zhao Yuanming glanced at the boastful Xu Jing and called Huo Yan to him. Huo Yan respectfully handed the article to his wife. Zhao Yuanming read it carefully. Before he finished reading, his eyes were full of approval.
The familiar sound of light footsteps reached my ears.
It's sister Yue Ya'er here.
Xu Jing perked up and immediately stepped forward to greet him.
…
Huo Yan took a step slower and watched Xu Jing step forward to show his courtesy and mouth a crescent-mooned sister. Huo Yan's eyes dimmed slightly.
He and Zhao Xiyan are real childhood sweethearts.
The Huo family and the Zhao family are both from wealthy families in Beihai. His father, Huo Hengwen, and Zhao Yuanming were classmates in the past. Later, Zhao Yuanming became the number one scholar in high school, but Huo Hengwen's fame was limited to being a scholar. The biggest regret in Huo Hengwen's life was this.
Fortunately, Huo Hengwen gave birth to a good son. Huo Yan showed extraordinary talent in reading since he was a child.
Huo Hengwen and Zhao Yuanming had a close personal relationship and were close friends. When Huo Yan was learning the language, he would call Yue Yaer sister.
Later, Xu Jing suddenly appeared and became Zhao Yuanming's direct disciple. He started studying with Zhao Xiyan in the Zhao family's study room.
I don’t know since when, his sister Yue Yaer and Xu Jing have become closer and closer. However, he, a sweetheart, is slowly being squeezed away.
Humph! He's just a idiot! Relying on his status as the prince of Beihai, Master and Yue Yaer's sister had to endure a little. Otherwise, there would be no chance for him to show off his power here.
Huo Yan suppressed the raging jealousy in his heart and stared at Zhao Xiyan approaching with a smile.
A graceful fifteen-year-old girl, she is stunningly beautiful and graceful. Her every smile is intoxicating.
"I've met Brother Huo Shi."
The girl's voice was extremely pleasant, and her clear, black eyes clearly reflected his figure.
Huo Yan's heart skipped a beat and he returned the favor with a smile.
