"Sir! Actually... Is the boy here to report to the official?"

Li Kui held back a little before he could say this. He didn't expect that the middle-aged man wearing ordinary clothes and stained clothes would be the county magistrate. You are so cheating, you are playing private visits on the covers.

I just wanted to feel comfortable, but I didn't expect to hit the gun.

"From Baizhang Village?"

"Master, please understand!"

"Are there tigers?"

"The master's insight into the subtleties, the blessings of the people of Yishui, and the blessings of the people of Mengshan..."

"I just came back from Baizhang Village. Do you think I should know?" Zhou Yuan shook his sleeves and snorted coldly: "Don't put a high hat on me. I don't want to use your trick. If you dare to deceive me, what will happen?"

Li Kui turned his head and looked at Li Qing: "Uncle, can't he be exiled, right?"

"It's not that serious." Li Qing originally thought that Li Kui was really scared, but he didn't expect that when he spoke, he wanted to laugh. This kid didn't know what he was thinking all day long? He was still in the mood to joke at this time? Wouldn't he just brag? People in the yamen often do this. Look at who was tattooed and sent to the tyrant? But it really angered the master... Don't guess, the master must be angry: "Li Kui, you don't have to worry. At most, the master will only cure you for disrespect. If you get twenty sticks, you will no longer pay attention to you."

I thought that when Li Kui heard that he would be beaten, he would be frightened to the point of being slapped, but this kid became tough.

Not only is Li Kui tough, but also Li Hong, who is the old patriarch, doesn't care at all.

Is Li Kui afraid of being beaten?

When practicing martial arts, Li Kui practiced external skills. A few years ago, the big stick beat him every day, and nothing happened. The yamen runners in the yamen were serious. Can they be more serious than Master Lingzhi?

Zhou Yuan saw this scene and couldn't help but secretly surprised him. This kid was simply a hob.

If it were someone else, I would have been frightened to the point of being terrified when I heard that I would suffer from flesh and blood. But when I looked at Li Kui, I actually curled my lips and stood up. Instead, I was no longer afraid. My big foot crossed the threshold and said with my chest: "It's no big deal to take the school exam, I'm going to get out."

The lobby is a place to deal with major issues. Zhou Yuan did not take Li Kui, but instead took it to the second hall. This place seemed a little remote, but no one else could see the content of the two taking the school. Besides, Zhou Yuan did not agree, who dared to go and see it?

When he arrived at the Second Hall, Li Kui was still in the mood to look around, disappointed and disdainful. The main reason was that the government office was too ordinary and did not look magnificent.

What kind of magnificence does a county government in a medium-level county have to be? Can Zhou Yuan, a seventh-rank county magistrate, bear it?

After receiving the fragrant tea from the servant, Zhou Yuan had a cow drink, and he didn't look like an official. Instead, he shouted after drinking it: "Have fun!"

It's quite a bit heroic.

After putting down the teacup, he looked at Li Kui carefully. Even when he was stared at by the magistrate Zhou, Li Kui pretended not to care. His eyes seemed to be sensual and Zhou Yuan looked at each other, and kept telling himself: Don’t panic, don’t be afraid, that’s a cabbage.

If Zhou Yuan knew how to read the mind and knew what Li Kui was thinking, he would not have to take the exam, so he would have made the arrangements directly.

After a while, Zhou Yuan finally couldn't help but point his hand at Li Kui and asked, "What have you learned when you read? Have you ever learned the Book of Filial Piety?"

Li Kui shook his head.

"Where is the Thousand Character Text?"

Li Kui still shook his head.

""Hundred Family Names"?"

Li Kui continued to shake his head.

Zhou Yuan's luck calmed down, and he felt that he was deceived by the black boy in front of him: "You don't learn this, and you don't understand it. What do you know? You should be too ambitious when you know words and read, and you need to go through it step by step. If you can't even write, you can't escape this board."

"Who said I can't do it, I can." Li Kui really knows how to write, and he is not afraid to use a brush. He just hasn't mastered yet, but it's enough to coax Zhou Yuan, the big master.

Zhou Yuanqi was so angry that he didn't want to be angry with a boy who was not open to his eyes. He would be ridiculed for no reason, but he would be ridiculed as a small man. But Li Kui is so angry that he said something. He looked knowledgeable, but in the end he was embroidered pillows and packed grass. He didn't know anything. He was stubborn and was unwilling to admit defeat at all.

"Come on, I will serve you."

Li Kui was in trouble. There was no private school teacher around Baizhang Village, and there was not even an enlightened scholar. If he wanted to say that he knew his words, he had to say that he would be alone, otherwise he would reveal his appearance as soon as he checked it.

Who is the right one to find?

Come on, just him!

Master Lingzhi, you are a lot of sins. Now you are accumulating virtue and doing good deeds. Let the boy get through the test first. Li Kui is really sitting on the edge of the desk. He is too short and uncomfortable, but he doesn't care about that much. He used a brush to add a few strokes to the inkstone pool and thought about it, what should I write? It's too long and tiring, and it's too ordinary, and you can't show your own abilities first. After thinking about it, I remembered that when I was bored, I followed the crowd to learn small regular script. At that time, he bought a lot of red-colored rice paper (the rice paper with very shallow handwriting is printed by famous artists).

Li Kui said in his heart: "It's him!"

[Mahaprajna Paramita Heart Sutra] When he wrote these words, he curled his lips with dissatisfaction, as if his skills had declined a lot.

But don't worry, keep writing.

...【Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color】

Zhou Yuan was shocked. The boy seemed to be really as he said, recognizing words. He used his pen in a regular manner and wrote seriously. Curiously, he stood up quietly and stood behind Li Kui to watch Li Kui write. The more Zhou Yuan looked, the more uncomfortable he felt, and his eyebrows were frowned, and he could not bear the attack.

Words, no problem.

But there is a big problem with the content on the paper. Is this a Buddhist scripture? Thinking of Li Kui’s knowledge after taking the exam, this guy is good. He doesn’t talk about the “Thousand Character Classic”, let alone the “Hundred Family Names”, “Analects of Confucius”, and “Mencius” will also be successful! You are so good, write a Buddhist scripture for me.

Are you planning to go to Beijing to take the Jinshi exam?

Or are you going to the position of a monk from Daxiangguo Temple?

The latter is much easier than taking the Jinshi exam.

The regular small regular script is not pretty, but it already has rules and regulations.

The way of calligraphy emphasizes five combinations: the spirit is pleasant and the service is used, the time is harmonious and the energy is moist. If you want to write by chance, you will be grateful for your favor and benefit your knowledge, and the paper and ink will be released.

Li Kui's calligraphy was at least two, and it was so smooth that it was paper and ink. At his age, it was already very difficult. He practiced according to Zhao Mengfu's calligraphy every day. He copied the Heart Sutra for half a year, so at least he should have a bit of ink fragrance, right?

After writing the last word, Li Kui let out a deep breath and laughed: "It's still done! It's quite a bit of charm."

Zhou Yuan was really amused and crying. He had never seen such a shameless boy. He praised himself and was not stingy with words. He stood behind Li Kui and said in a deep voice: "Can you read it?"

Li Kui thought to himself that I had written it all and couldn't read it, so he started reading it immediately.

After reciting it once, Zhou Yuan felt unspeakable. The main reason was that this kid chanted the Buddhist scriptures as if he was fighting a war, and his momentum was like a rainbow. If the young monk in the temple recited the scriptures like this, he would probably be hung up and beaten by the old monk. After that, Li Kui blinked his big eyes like a copper bell a few times and asked, "Do you want to recite them?"

Reciting means reciting scriptures.

People who don’t understand often think that monks recite scriptures are fooling people, and no word can be heard clearly. In fact, otherwise, if you recite scriptures, you naturally have to recite scriptures in Sanskrit. If you haven’t learned it, how can you understand it?

There are Sanskrit songs in the Heart Sutra. Li Kui has also specially learned them, and he has never had the opportunity to show off after learning them. He was eager to express himself and recited the sutras by himself. The more Zhou Yuan listened, the more stupid he became, and he didn't know how to use Sanskrit!

After reciting it once, Zhou Yuan was stunned and finally came to relieve himself after a long time and asked, "Is this what the monk who practiced outside your village gave you?"

After Zhou Yuan had arrived in Baizhang Village, he naturally knew that there was an ascetic monk outside Baizhang Village. However, he had already left, and probably was scared away by a tiger.

"No, you mean Master Lingzhi! I learned martial arts with him, but never learned Buddhist scriptures. I saw him chanting sometimes, and I could do it." Li Kui smiled with a big mouth, as if these were nothing to do.

"Where is the character? You can't practice randomly, right?"

"Look at his writing, I practiced it for some time, but the kid only practiced this sutra, and the others were not so good at writing."

Li Kui didn't know how to explain it, but he could do it anyway. The vague explanation left Zhou Yuan speechless, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Is this kid really a material for reading? No, I have to give it a try."

"Do you want to study?" Zhou Yuan put his hands on his belly, one hand on his back, looking proud of a literati.

Unfortunately, Li Kui didn't think this posture was handsome, but instead felt quite stupid: "Of course. The boy thought his family was poor, so he first studied for two years. When he could write articles, he would go to school."

Self-study?

Zhou Yuan was so excited that he wanted to hit someone. A guy who had never experienced elementary school told him that he wanted to get the opportunity to take the imperial examination through self-study. Isn’t this a toad yawning, a big tone?

I have to say that Li Kui was too surprised to Zhou Yuan. He decided to observe it up close: "Since you said you should study by yourself, how long will it take to finish the books on the shelf?"

Li Kui rushed to the shelf with a whoosh. After flipping through several books, he saw the "Shangshu", which was beautifully printed and the real Song version. Unfortunately, it was too thin and did not meet his hungry curiosity. How much would it cost if this song version of the book was taken to the future generations? He kept swallowing the priceless treasure at the book, but unfortunately, like ginseng, he didn't hurry up. He didn't look back and chose the thickest one, muttering, "Is it OK for a month?"

"Guangyun" should be a dictionary of the Northern Song Dynasty, and it is also held.

Seeing that Li Kui had chosen, Zhou Yuan came to see what book Li Kui chose. When he looked closely, he almost got angry. You have never even read the elementary school, so you dare to attack "Zuo Zhuan"? I don't know how high the world is, right?

Zhou Yuan took out the Shangshu and wanted to put it on the shelf, but found that it was not moving at all. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let go!"

Li Kui said with a shy face: "This book is the thickest."

"I know." Zhou Yuan blushed, and when he found that his strength was not as strong as a thirteen-year-old boy, his heart was almost broken.

"I haven't read this book!"

"I know, too."

But he can't harm others. Let a student without any foundation start his study journey from "Zuo Zhuan"?

I heard that during the Qin and Han dynasties, some people did use "Zuo Zhuan", "Spring and Autumn" and "Shangshu" to enlighten me, but most students faced these masterpieces and felt more and more that human beings were insignificant, and they desperately cut off their path to study. It was too difficult. The main reason was that there were no books on elementary school at that time, not like in the Northern Song Dynasty, when the imperial court emphasized literature and martial arts, and the children did not have to face the emperor's masterpieces like students in the Qin and Han dynasties, and their faces were as dead as the emperor's masterpieces. The study of elementary school education had begun in the Northern Song Dynasty. "Thousand Character Classic" and "Hundred Family Surnames" were all elementary school reading materials promoted during this period.

Of course, the "Three Character Classic", "Study and Training", "Child Prodigy" and other books were later, and they were all books that appeared in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Li Kui finally gave up his persistence, but asked Zhou Yuan to ask him to pronounce "Guangyun" and he didn't know how to pronounce it, so he needed to find someone to teach him. Zhou Yuan nodded and agreed: "Okay, I can teach you."

"Teacher Xie."

Li Kui walked up the pole. When this great opportunity passed, he would regret it for life.
Chapter completed!