Chu Tiankuo was stunned for a moment, then he turned his head and glanced at the woman beside him.
The girl stared at her hands, her eyes shining with anticipation.
He held the pen tightly as if nothing had happened, withdrew his hand, dipped the brush in ink, and then wrote down the formula silently.
Xingnong's eyes fell on his hand holding the brush. It was the most beautiful hand holding a brush she had ever seen.
As his hands began to move, her gaze gradually moved downward, and then a look of amazement flashed in her eyes: These words are so beautiful!
Chu Tiankuo paused when he heard this, glanced at her, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised slightly.
He continued to write, and the ink flowing with his brush was like flowing clouds and running water, becoming more and more unrestrained, and each stroke became more and more serious.
Xing Nong was mesmerized.
Soon, a mnemonic was completed.
Chu Tiankuo turned his head and looked at the people around him.
Xing Nong couldn't move his eyes away.
This is simply a masterpiece in the calligraphy world!
Each character is slender and graceful, with natural elegance: the horizontal lines are like a thousand-mile river, the dots are like rocks falling from a high peak, the vertical lines are like a thousand-year-old ancient pine, and the downward lines are like surging waves and snow. It is a beautiful and elegant style!
She felt that it could not be burned and should be well preserved. After thousands of years, it would definitely be worth a fortune!
Elder Tang put down the tea bowl and said to Xing Nong, "My dear disciple, you should carry it well. After you finish carrying it, we can go down the mountain."
"Okay!" Xingnong responded readily, and then took the formula and admired it carefully.
Elder Tang said to Chu Tiankuo, "Don't you have a copy of 'Famous Concubines' Calligraphy'? Why don't you help your precious junior sister practice calligraphy?"
Mrs. Wei’s “Letter to Famous Concubine”
Although the hairpin flower small regular script is good, it is elegant, graceful and charming, and is sought after by women in the world.
Most of the talented women in the capital can write excellent hairpin-flowered small regular script.
However, he felt that it was not suitable for her.
She should be suitable for a font that is strong and powerful, free and unrestrained, elegant and has its own style.
Chu Tiankuo said calmly: "It's gone."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Tang said, "Then I'll ask Mr. Kong for a copy. He has a lot of calligraphy works by famous calligraphers."
Xing Nong raised the rice paper in his hand and said, "Master, no need. I will just copy my brother's calligraphy."
Elder Tang waved his hand and said, "You can't learn your brother's calligraphy, and it's not suitable for a woman like you. I'll find you a copy."
Her handwriting is so worm-like, you'll have to learn it until you're old! Don't waste your time.
Mr. Tang stood up and went to find Mr. Kong.
Xing Nong looked at Chu Tiankuo and said, "Brother, can I copy your calligraphy while reciting it?"
Chu Tiankuo nodded.
Xingnong picked up the brush and began to copy it seriously.
In her previous life, she was left-handed and was used to writing with her left hand. Now she was learning to write with her right hand.
Chu Tiankuo also picked up another brush on the pen holder and began to write down the introductory formula for the first formation and the advanced formula for the second formation.
She could definitely learn something deeper.
The two mnemonics together had less than a thousand words, and he finished them quickly.
After finishing, he looked at the people around him, who were practicing carefully, stroke by stroke.
But why are some strokes written backwards? For example, the horizontal stroke should be written from left to right, but she wrote it backwards!
Chu Tiankuo took a brush and demonstrated on the rice paper: "Horizontal, this is how you write it."
Xing Nong nodded: "I know."
She just got used to it and can't change it for the time being. The most important thing is that she feels that the stroke order is correct and it is written beautifully. Does it matter how she writes
Xingnong continued to practice calligraphy.
But habits cannot be changed in a short time, and she will forget them when she is happy with her practice.
Chu Tiankuo's eyes twitched as he watched, and he couldn't help but grab her hand.
Xing Nong practiced seriously. Suddenly, a warm big hand grasped her cold little hand, and the cool cedar-like breath once again penetrated every pore.
... ..
Xing Nong: “… ..”
Chu Tiankuo was also stunned by his own actions, and then he wrote a stroke as if nothing had happened and let go of his hand: "Did you remember it?"
Xing Nong came back to his senses and nodded nonchalantly, "I'll remember."
At this time, Confucius came hurriedly holding a large stack of books.
Mr. Tang followed behind him.
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Mr. Kong placed the book in front of Xingnong.
Xing Nong took a quick look and saw the Ten Mathematical Classics (ten books in total), Kao Gong Lun, Mo Jing, Tai Chu Calendar, Lun Heng, Tian Gong Kai Wu... and so on.
Confucius: "My dear disciple, it's your turn to be my teacher! The book we are going to study this month is here. You have one month to finish reading it. You can arrange your time yourself. If you don't understand something, come to the academy and ask me. OK?!"
After saying that, Mr. Kong looked at Mr. Tang, his eyes full of provocation: Bald donkey, do you have as many books as I do
There were hundreds of schools of thought on formations in the four countries, and each school had its own secrets. The power of the Tang family's formations lay in their ability to deceive people and trap people to death. The State of Zhao had a famous formation master whose formations were powerful in their arrangement of mechanisms and could kill people by surprise. The State of Jin had a formation master who had both skills.
These powerful formation formulas are passed down orally and no written records are left.
Mr. Tang was furious: "You are shameless!"
He just wanted his beloved disciple to memorize a few mantras, but he actually assigned so much homework!
Does my beloved disciple still have time to study the formation
Elder Tang looked at Chu Tiankuo and said, "My beloved disciple, quickly recite all the formulas to me! Let your junior sister learn them well."
After saying this, Mr. Tang ran back to the house. He wanted to find some drawings of the formations he had designed before and some books about the uses of formations in war and in life for his beloved apprentice to read.
We must not lose!
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Soon, Xingnong's backpack was filled with books.
Although this is the case, she feels that this is more convenient. She doesn't have to go up the mountain every day at noon. When she doesn't understand something, she can just go up the mountain and ask.
She put the backpack on her back, reached out a hand and lifted the backpack and put it on her shoulder: "Let's go."
The two walked down the mountain together.
Chu Tiankuo asked, "If we take out the seeds and plant them, won't they sprout?"
A while ago he gave some pine and cypress seeds, which had been planted for a few days but still hadn't sprouted.
"How could it be!"
Xing Nong had an idea and collected the high-yield sweet corn inside, then took out the handkerchief he had used to tie her hair last time, wrapped it up, and handed it to him.
Chu Tiankuo glanced at the handkerchief, then looked at Xingnong before taking it.
I didn't expect that she didn't lose the handkerchief.
Chu Tiankuo looked at the golden seeds on the white handkerchief and asked, "What is this?"
"This is corn. It is drought-resistant, cold-resistant, and barren-resistant. Most importantly, if it is well managed, the yield per mu can be as high as 900 kilograms."
Nine hundred kilograms
Chu Tiankuo suddenly turned his head to look at her and asked patiently, "What is the use of this corn?"
"It's food. It can be ground into cornmeal. It can be used to feed livestock, cook dishes, make juice, etc. There are many ways to eat it. We can still grow it now, but we can only eat young corn. We can't save it for seeds or make food because it doesn't have enough time to grow."
Chu Tiankuo unconsciously clenched the corn seeds in his hand.
He wanted to ask her how she knew so much, but he didn't ask, and it didn't matter.
The grain yield per mu is 900 kilograms!
That's enough!
The new grain produces 900 kilograms per mu. It is cold-resistant, drought-resistant, and barren-resistant, and it is also high-yielding!
Enough!
Enough!
Now that the State of Chu had this new grain, did it still need to worry about countless poor people starving to death
"How is the planting method?"
"The method of planting corn is very simple..." Xing Nong explained the method of planting corn as he walked down. He also explained in detail when to plant in the south and north, how to prevent pests, and when to apply fertilizer.
Arriving at the foot of the mountain, I just finished talking.
At the foot of the mountain, Songbai was waiting there with two horses. When he saw Chu Tiankuo and Xingnong, he immediately greeted them respectfully and said, "Master, there is an urgent letter from the court. Master Ren asks you to return to the government office immediately."
Chu Tiankuo returned the backpack to Xingnong: "Goodbye."
Xingnong nodded, then carried the backpack back to the village.
Chu Tiankuo rode his horse from Shangdao to the official road. When he passed the intersection of Meihua Village, he saw a thin young man carrying a backpack and talking to someone in a carriage parked on the roadside at the entrance of the village.
He rode past.
Songbai couldn't help but take another look. Wasn't that young man the particularly generous "other person" of Miss Shen