Chapter 567 The father wants to clean up my pink and tender baby is looking forward to it
Chapter 567: My father wants to take care of this pink baby like me for a long time (please subscribe and vote)
Li Shimin tapped his fingers lightly on the table, click, click, click...
After tapping it repeatedly, my head shook slightly here and there, and I even read a sentence or two occasionally.
From the beginning, I thought it was just catchy, like a nursery rhyme, but after reading it through, Li Shimin's face became much more solemn.
He also ordered someone to fetch the "Thousand-Character Classic" and read it again, and then recited the "Three-Character Classic" again.
Li Ke beside him could no longer maintain his upright posture and simply fell down on the futon.
The more Li Shimin read, the more he felt that the "Three Character Classic" had endless aftertaste. After reading it for the second time, he couldn't help but pat the table and subconsciously shouted.
"Zhao Kun...just go and call...that's all, please step back first."
Zhao Kun rushed over quickly, but after receiving such an order from His Majesty, he could only retreat to his original position with a face full of confusion.
At this time, Li Ke finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked in a low voice.
"Father, do you think this "Three Character Classic" created by Brother Bi here is okay?"
"Is this also caused by that kid?" Li Shimin glanced at Li Ke and couldn't help but want to verify something more.
"If Brother Chu Bi didn't deceive the child, then it should be his fault."
"How on earth does this kid have such a big brain..." Li Shimin took a breath as if he had a toothache.
"Let's put it this way, although the Three Character Classic has repeated words and no fancy words, it is catchy and unpretentious.
Three words per sentence, four sentences in groups, like a nursery rhyme, but the truth behind it has a sense of greatness and simplicity."
"For example, these sentences, Meng's mother chose a neighbor's place. Her son did not learn and lost his opportunity...it tells the story of Meng's mother's three moves.
There is also this, when Rong is four years old, he can make pears. The admiration is long, and it is appropriate to predict. This means the story of Kong Rong giving pears in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.
When he was only four years old, he knew how to give the big pear to his elder brother. This principle of respecting and loving elder brothers is something that everyone should know since childhood..."
"Moreover, there are also various types of knowledge in this, such as the Classics and History Collection, which are mixed together. Do you understand what it means to be a father?"
Li Ke looked at his father who was so excited that his face started to turn red with some confusion. He racked his brains and thought for a long time before he said hesitantly.
"Father, what you mean is... Brother Chu Bi is very talented?"
Li Shimin was afraid of hearing this, so he opened his mouth, but he still said something objectionable, shook his head and sighed.
"Absolutely. Anyway, Cheng Sanlang is really unpredictable in what he does..."
"The text format of this book also has the advantages of being catchy, easy to remember and read. Compared with the "Thousand Character Essay", I am afraid it is more suitable for enlightening school children."
"I'm afraid that in the future, I, a student of the Tang Dynasty, will have another powerful tool for enlightenment."
Hearing his father's half-complaining, half-exclamation comment, Li Ke really had nothing to say. He hesitated for a long time and said, "Father, is this thing created by Brother Chu Bi really as good as you say?"
Li Shimin looked at Li Ke and chuckled. "It seems that your studies, Ke'er, have been somewhat neglected during this period."
"Let's do this. You make a copy of this "Three Character Classic". When you go back, give me an excerpt of the stories from the classics and give it to my father five days later."
"By the way, I'd like to remind you, my father, that there are many folk stories about filial piety, brotherhood and learning. If the stories you extract are less than twenty, I'll be careful about my father punishing you."
"..." Li Ke looked at his father's face with a dark look on his face, which was obviously full of excitement and expectation. His whole person felt bad...
Sure enough, I knew that my father wanted to take care of this pink baby like me for a long time.
Li Ke could only pick up his pen and copy the "Three Character Classic" honestly, and then resigned from the Manlu Hall.
After Li Ke left, Li Shimin looked over and recited the contents of the "Three Character Classic" again and again, and felt that there was no nonsense in it.
It contains not only a large number of classic stories, but also many simple truths.
Almost every sentence left people unsatisfied. After reading it several times, Li Shimin put down the "Three Character Classic".
His fingers gently tapped on the table again, his face full of sighs and sighs. He said nothing for a long time...
After Li Ke left Ganlu Hall, he beat his horse and headed towards the mansion in great anger.
After returning to the mansion, Li Ke quickly called the stewards and asked them to quickly invite some gentlemen who had read the Four Books and Five Classics and were knowledgeable.
After the steward took the order and hurried away, Li Ke looked at the "Three Character Classic" in front of him with a dejected face, and couldn't help but murmured something in a low voice.
"There are only a thousand words, but there are so many classic stories. Isn't this special girl difficult to deal with?"
But what can I do? My father has already issued a death order. If I can't find twenty allusions, I'm afraid I'll have to suffer a lot.
Li Ke did not continue to wait, but began to pick up a writing brush. After he began to sketch the stories he knew, he racked his brains to copy down the sources of those stories, as well as the stories themselves.
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In the study room in the backyard, Ms. Cui, wearing a pair of black-framed eyes and concentrating on copying classics, heard the deliberate footsteps of Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, coming from outside the study room.
He could only put down the brush in his hand helplessly. "But Cheng Fu is outside?"
"It's the villain. I have something to report to my wife. Mrs. Lu, the wife of Duke Liang, and Mrs. Wang, the wife of Yu Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, came to visit my wife..."
"Why are they here?" Mrs. Cui was stunned, took off her glasses, rubbed the bridge of her nose that was unduly pressed by the glasses, and then stood up and walked out of the study.
"Hurry up and invite the two ladies into the front hall. I'll tidy up and then go over to meet the guests."
The housekeeper, Uncle Fu, agreed and left quickly. Soon, Wang, who was nearly sixty years old, and Lu, who was in her forties, both sat in the hall.
They were sipping the chrysanthemum tea presented by the servants of the Cheng family to clear the liver and improve eyesight, while whispering to each other.
"Sister, Mrs. Cui, can she agree to come forward to help?" Mrs. Wang whispered with a sad face.
"Sister Wang, don't worry. Ms. Cui is a very loyal person. Moreover, your gift scratches an itch for her, so she can't help but refuse to agree."
Mrs. Wang held up the copy of her husband's masterpiece in her hand and breathed a sigh of relief, but the sadness on her face did not fade much.
"I'm afraid we have to wait and see whether his Cheng Sanlang can treat my good granddaughter..."
Mrs. Lu chuckled and whispered, "Sister Wang, think about it, if that guy Cheng Sanlang takes action, there is no chance that he won't be able to cure his illness.
Your daughter has also looked for many doctors, but nothing can be done. If you don't come here to try your luck, sister, if Cheng Sanlang happens to have this ability..."
Just as the two of them were discussing in low voices, Ms. Cui's figure finally appeared outside the hall door.