Liang Jiucheng, who was invited back from the Ancient and Modern Collection by Zhu Ying, seemed to be carefully examining his first student who had not been castrated and was from overseas, but in fact he was distracted by the conversation outside. After all, he had been practicing both civil and military since he was young. Even if he was not as good as those imperial attendants who specialized in martial arts, he was naturally sharp-eyed and sharp-eared.
When he heard Zhu Ying solemnly introducing him to Zhang Shou outside, and Zhang Shou directly praised him as a rare talent, Liang Jiucheng couldn't help but smile, even though he was usually serious and spent almost the entire day in the Gujin Tongjiku.
This time, in addition to teaching the other party the Ming language, he also had another plan, which was to learn the other party's language and writing from him, and then pass it on in the palace. As for whether this writing and language are useful... Emperor Taizu said it well, whether it is useful or not, learn it first, maybe the territory of the Ming Dynasty will really expand to that place in the future
Therefore, when Liang Jiucheng collected his thoughts and looked at the blond boy in front of him, he said slowly: "Starting tomorrow, you don't have to go to Jiuzhang Hall. First, study Chinese characters with me carefully."
Seeing the young man's face change drastically, he obviously understood what he said, and immediately wanted to say something, he interrupted directly: "If you want to translate the arithmetic, you must first learn the arithmetic, but how much can you understand of what Master Zhang said in Jiuzhang Hall? How much do you dare to say that you understand? In the arithmetic, he is unique."
After being stabbed so sharply, Wu Dawei was speechless. He had been attending classes during the day and comparing notes he had taken when reading a Latin version of a book at night, trying to understand and catch up with Zhang Shou's teaching progress, but the result was completely different from what he had imagined. He found that he was not gradually understanding, but the more he listened, the less he understood!
Mr. Zhang talked about a lot of things, very diverse... Some of them definitely did not belong to the category of geometry, but involved a lot of formulas.
Seeing the blond boy looking around uneasily, Liang Jiucheng said earnestly: "There are all kinds of mathematical classics in our dynasty, and you can't understand them without learning characters. Master Zhang's Jiuzhang Hall has two grades, but because the seniors have been interning in Xuanfu Datong and various departments before, their progress is similar to that of the younger ones, and now they often take classes together."
"But we will recruit students every year in the future. Don't you think it would be better for you to learn Chinese characters well now instead of just sitting there and auditing the class like an idiot? Of course, if you think that you can't learn Chinese characters and you will be sent to a mine to dig for the rest of your life, then just ignore what I said."
"I'm not afraid!"
Wu Dawei could only understand a little bit of the first part, but he miraculously understood the last part about the mine. And because he understood it, the boy was immediately enraged.
Although he had been very careful and meticulous since he suffered on the ship, trying to leave an impression of being obedient and useful, at heart he was still the arrogant boy who looked down on others despite being an illegitimate child.