Master Sun walked up to Zhu Ping'an, curious to see what game the naughty boy was playing. When his eyes fell on the naughty boy's hands, time seemed to stand still. Master Sun stroked his beard and once again pulled out a few white hairs.
In the sight, the so-called naughty boy was holding a simple brush made of thin bamboo and animal hair, dipping it in water in the groove of the stone, and writing quickly on a black wooden board.
The ink made of clear water fell on the black wooden board and stayed only for a short time, but it was obvious that the handwriting of this naughty boy, no, this diligent child was better than the best child in the school.
The brush was of low quality, the stool was an uneven stone, the ink was water poured into the groove, and the paper was a black wooden board placed on the uneven stone. However, he wrote so seriously that he did not even wipe the sweat running down his face. After the wooden board was soaked with water, he wrote directly on the wet wooden board with the brush. The handwriting was immature but very neat.
This was in stark contrast to the naughty boy that he had previously viewed himself as, causing a severe visual impact.
This is a piece of unpolished jade given to me by God, which is worth carving.
"You naughty boy, are you willing to study with me?" Old Scholar Sun couldn't help but ask while twirling his beard.
Zhu Pingan, who was writing seriously, almost threw his brush away when he heard the voice. This voice was too familiar. It was definitely Master Sun. He was not surprised because of what Master Sun said. Zhu Pingan was very happy to hear this. How could he be surprised? The main reason for his surprise was that he suddenly heard the voice when he was concentrating. It was purely a conditioned reflex.
However, in the eyes of Mr. Sun, this is an expression of extreme joy.
Of course, Zhu Ping'an did not disappoint Mr. Sun's expectations. After all, there was a mature soul in his body. After being shocked for a moment, he calmed down.
Zhu Pingan stood up from the stone, his chubby face was excited but suddenly became very disappointed. He was not blamed but appreciated after being found to be attending classes for free, so he was naturally happy; but when he thought about the family quarrel just now because of two strings of money, if he proposed to spend money to go to school, there would be a big uproar, so he gave up, so he felt disappointed.
Master Sun thought that the little fat boy in front of him was very interesting, and his face seemed to change constantly.
"Why, you don't want to?" Master Sun asked in a serious tone.
Zhu Pingan quickly shook his chubby hand and said with a disappointed look, "I am willing. But my family is poor and there is no money to support my elementary school education."
At this point, Zhu Ping'an's eyes lit up again, "One day when I was herding cattle, I heard the teacher giving a lecture in the school, and my mind was suddenly opened. I also heard the teacher say that everything is inferior except reading, so I came here to eavesdrop on the teacher's lecture. The teacher's lecture is good, and I naturally hope to learn under the teacher, but my family is really poor, I hope the teacher can allow me to listen to the lecture outside."
This kid is not only diligent, but also speaks clearly and logically. Facing his pretentiously serious questions, he remained calm and behaved well. Unlike the children in the private school who looked terrified and didn't know where to put their hands when they saw him.
In Master Sun's eyes, Zhu Ping'an is a piece of unpolished jade waiting to be polished.
It doesn't matter if your family is poor. I won't charge you tuition for studying here. I don't need that little money. Master Sun is not like Zhu Ping'an's uncle. Master Sun is a scholar. Although he didn't pass the imperial examination, he is also a scholar supported by the government every month. Moreover, his family has dozens of acres of fertile land, so he is not short of money at all. Master Sun opened a school mainly because he had no hope of passing the imperial examination. He wanted to do his part to cultivate some talents for the country, and also cultivate some knowledgeable people for his clan and his village. If possible, he hoped that his disciples could realize the wishes that he could not realize.
"It's okay. The teacher won't accept your tuition, but will formally accept you into the elementary school tomorrow." Old Scholar Sun smiled and twirled his beard indifferently.
If you attend classes for free and are appreciated, you can learn without completing the course.
This series of surprises, like pie in the sky, made Zhu Ping'an, who had never been lucky since he traveled through time, feel a little unreal.
"Thank you, Master." Zhu Ping'an was very grateful to Mr. Sun, a teacher who was truly worthy of respect and could be described as a gentleman with great virtue. He bent down to express his gratitude, with his head almost reaching his chest.
Old Scholar Sun thought that Zhu Ping'an was so grateful that he wanted to kneel down to express his gratitude. He was even more satisfied with Zhu Ping'an's character, and thought that he was such a kind-hearted person. He quickly reached out to stop Zhu Ping'an.
"Don't worry, it won't be too late to pay respect to Confucius tomorrow." Old Scholar Sun touched Zhu Ping'an's head and said, "Let's do this for today. After paying respect to Confucius tomorrow, you can go to the academy to learn elementary education. Go back and tell your parents and elders, and tell them that the teacher said that you won't be charged tuition, just come to learn elementary education."
In ancient times, elementary education was also quite particular. Generally, one had to worship the statue of Confucius and perform the ceremony of paying respect to a teacher before one could formally start elementary education. Moreover, paying respect to a teacher usually involves choosing a good time, which is quite particular. It was for this reason that Mr. Sun did not let Zhu Ping'an pay respect to a teacher now.
"Thank you, Master. I will tell my parents when I get back." Zhu Ping'an expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart. He felt lucky to meet such a teacher.
"You should go back and tell your elders as soon as possible. You must study hard after tomorrow's class, otherwise the teacher will punish you mercilessly."
After making arrangements for Zhu Ping'an, Mr. Sun went to the school to continue teaching. Having accepted a promising talent, Mr. Sun felt that his body seemed to have become stronger and he walked much more lightly.
Zhu Ping'an continued to attend the class outside.
One speaks seriously, the other listens attentively.
It was just a pity for the scheming little loli who had been waiting for a long time outside the bamboo forest to listen to the story of The Legend of the Condor Heroes. Li Shu waited and waited for Zhu Ping'an to come, but he didn't come. The arrogant little girl couldn't bear it any longer, so she walked towards the private school angrily, holding the horsewhip.
I thought to myself, I must teach that poor little bastard a lesson!
Zhu Pingan noticed the little black-bellied girl just as she walked out of the bamboo forest. After all, he was frightened by the teacher just now, so he was much more alert and naturally noticed that the little black-bellied girl was coming. Why did this little girl come? Looking at the little black-bellied girl's puffy face and the whip in her hand, it was obvious that she was coming with bad intentions. There could be no mistakes at this critical moment. He had to coax this little girl.
So Zhu Pingan hurriedly stood up and walked over, not wanting the evil little girl to get mad and disrupt the class order. The teacher had just agreed to admit him for free, and he was quarreling with the evil little girl. It would be bad if the teacher regretted his decision.
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