The spring rain is lingering, which is the time to read and practice essays.
In the attic, Wei Chen finished writing a current article, and after reading the whole article, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
In the past month, his study level has not decreased at all, but his writing has not improved. This kind of problem can no longer be solved by studying hard.
However, the daily classes that have been consistent in the past six months have been very effective. Wei Chen's temperament has become more calm and restrained now. Even if he encounters a bottleneck in his studies, he does not panic.
After drinking the hot porridge sent by Wei Ruyi, feeling warm all over, Wei Chen stood up, picked up his umbrella, and went to Sheng Changfeng's house.
Sheng Changfeng was immersed in writing an article, and Wei Chen did not interrupt him. He picked up the article he had written and read it. After a while, he nodded unconsciously.
"Chang Feng, your article is already good, but you must remember to be careful about what you write and don't just follow your temper. If you can stop your enthusiasm when you are excited, it will be a good article."
"Yes, I understand." Sheng Changfeng listened carefully and nodded vigorously.
Sheng Changfeng was born with a more out-of-the-box temperament than his second brother Sheng Changbai. This personality will naturally be reflected in his articles. Although Wei Chen and Sheng Changbai have guided him now, it will not happen overnight if he wants to correct it.
Therefore, Wei Chen only pointed out a general direction for Sheng Changfeng and asked him to work hard in this direction, and did not expect him to make immediate changes.
Wei Chen took the pen and revised the article line by line for Sheng Changfeng: "Compare it yourself. If you don't understand anything, ask your second brother and I when we come back tonight."
Sheng Changfeng knew that today was the day to register for the annual exam, and that Wei Chen and Sheng Changbai were both going to Jiangning by boat, so he just nodded when he heard this and didn't ask any more questions.
Wei Chen went out and called Sheng Changbai next door. Together they held umbrellas and went to the dock outside the county town, rented a passenger boat, and finally arrived in Jiangning City before noon.
When I arrived at Fu Xue and entered Minglun Hall, many people had already gathered inside. There were also many new faces that Wei Chen had never seen before. They should be students who, like Wei Chen, had been absent from classes all year round, but this time they were all
Back.
For students, the usual monthly classes don’t matter, they can participate or not, but the annual exam is a must.
"Haha, Xingyun, Zecheng, you are back too!" Wang Yaochen, Weng Dingfan, and Tang Henian came together, smiling and bowing their hands to Wei Chen and Sheng Changbai.
Wei Chen and Sheng Changbai responded with smiles.
They all entered a private school together last year and haven't seen each other for about half a year. When we meet again now, not only are we not unfamiliar with each other, but we feel like we are reunited with old friends, and we feel more cordial.
After reminiscing about old times, they each went to the Mansion School to register their names with Mr. Lu.
After getting the registration documents for the annual examination, Wei Chen did not rush back home. Instead, he went outside Jiangning City to meet his teacher Zhuang Jun.
Sheng Changbai admired Zhuang Jun very much, but now after the old lady explained it, his worries were all gone, so he naturally followed him.
The two of them carried the gifts to the small courtyard by the lake. After meeting Zhuang Jun, Zhuang Jun first asked Wei Chen about his experience in Yangzhou, and Wei Chen answered truthfully.
When Zhuang Jun heard that Wei Chen was making a big splash at the Boat Poetry Party, instead of showing any joy, his face looked a little serious.
It wasn't until he finished the examination of Wei Chen's classics and confirmed that Wei Chen had not written any articles on the classics and meanings due to reciting poems and composing poems during this period that the old man's expression softened.
After checking his disciple's homework, Zhuang Jun turned his attention to Sheng Changbai next to Wei Chen.
Sheng Changbai hurriedly stepped forward and took out a letter. It was a letter written by the old lady. The old lady specifically asked him to hand it to Zhuang Jun.
As for the content of this letter, naturally the old lady asked Zhuang Jun to go to the Sheng family to open a private school to teach the children of the Sheng family.
After Zhuang Jun read the letter, he was speechless for a long time. He looked at the hills in the distance, his eyes gradually becoming blank, as if he was recalling something.
Sheng Changbai waited respectfully aside, but actually he was quite nervous.
Although the old lady told Sheng Changbai about the relationship between great-grandfather and Zhuang Jun, this is the famous Mr. Qingteng after all. He has lived in seclusion for many years and has no interest in world affairs. Because of a letter from the old lady, he agreed to work as a boy in the Sheng family.
A small private school teacher?
Thinking of this, Sheng Changbai couldn't help but look at Wei Chen aside, hoping that Wei Chen could help with a few words of kindness.
Wei Chen already knew the final result, so he didn't speak, he just smiled and signaled Sheng Changbai to be calm.
After a long time, Zhuang Jun slowly said: "How is your grandmother doing lately?"
Sheng Changbai secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly replied: "Mr. Lao, I miss you. Grandma is fine."
"Okay?" Zhuang Jun lowered his eyes and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "I have met your father before. He is indeed a very good filial son."
When Sheng Changbai heard Zhuang Jun's sarcasm towards Sheng Hong, he was furious. He wanted to fulfill his obligation as a son of man and stood up to reprimand the other party, but when the words came to his lips, he could not utter a single word.
The Sheng family knows best how Sheng Hong has treated the old lady over the years. Sheng Changbai himself is deeply ashamed and has no face to contradict Zhuang Jun.
Zhuang Jun looked at Sheng Changbai, whose face was turning blue and purple, and suddenly laughed: "You are very good. No wonder your grandmother is full of praise for you, and my young apprentice is also willing to bring you to my place."
Feeling Zhuang Jun's eyes sweeping over his head, Wei Chen quickly echoed with a smile: "The teacher's discerning eye is as bright as a torch, so Brother Cheng's character and conduct are much better than those of his disciples."
This was Wei Chen's words to praise Sheng Changbai, but after hearing this, Zhuang Jun smiled and nodded, seeming to agree with Wei Chen's statement that Sheng Changbai is indeed better than Wei Chen in terms of character.
Wei Chen was speechless.
Teacher, are you too disrespectful?
Zhuang Jun ignored his disciple's mood and turned to look at Sheng Changbai, saying in a deep voice: "Your grandmother is the only daughter of Marquis Yongyi. She values honor and dignity most in her life and rarely asks for help. If she didn't place high hopes on you, she would never
Do you understand that you would sacrifice your dignity to beg me?"
When Zhuang Jun mentioned Sheng Changbai's father, Sheng Hong, his tone was rather harsh, and Sheng Changbai could not help but feel a little prickly in his heart.
But after hearing what he just said, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and said seriously: "Grandma has been a great kindness to my Sheng family, and Sheng Changbai will repay it throughout his life."
"With your words, your grandmother's hard work is not in vain." Zhuang Jun nodded happily.
"Then the Sheng family asked the teacher to open a private school. Did the teacher agree or not?" Wei Chen reminded.
Zhuang Jun glared at Wei Chen angrily, then looked at Sheng Changbai, and said calmly: "I agree to this matter, but opening a private school is not an easy task. I am old and frail, and have low energy. I need someone to take care of me."
Just ask for help."
Sheng Changbai hurriedly said: "Sir, don't worry. As long as you are willing to come, the students will ask your father to hire an assistant teacher in Beijing, so you will not be affected."
Zhuang Jun waved his hand: "No need to go to such trouble, I already have someone I like as a teaching assistant."
After saying that, Zhuang Jun turned to look at Wei Chen, his eyes narrow, and Sheng Changbai also looked over expectantly.
"This has been arranged..."
Wei Chen twitched his lips helplessly, but he didn't have any objections to this. He bowed and said: "Master has something to do, and I will do my best to help you. Master is going to Bianjing. The mountains are high and the road is far away. As a disciple, how can I just sit back and watch?"
Teacher, please be sure to take your disciples with you so that you can serve me."