It has been a habit for many years that Jiang Rucheng swims. At present, except for the cold winter, he insists on traveling in the morning for most of the year.

The next morning, Li Hanyao, who had a good sleep all night, went to Meiyuan to find her cousin with a refreshed look and asked him to find Luo Wuchen.

Jiang Rucheng went to Lianhuatang to swim again!

Li Hanyao came to the bamboo courtyard alone, saw Luo Xia, and hurriedly saluted, and then said to Luo Wuchen: "Brother Wuchen, I will take you to see my study. What books do you want to find? Find them yourself. There are many books in my study."

Luo Wuchen looked at his father.

Luoxia smiled and said, "Go."

The two followed the servants to study.

Along the way, Li Hanyao introduced the garden scenery to Luo Wuchen.

In autumn, flowers fall and chrysanthemums are in full bloom. You can see chrysanthemums everywhere in the corners of the house, beside the road, and in the cracks of the rockery. Some are famous products, and some are wild chrysanthemums, which are so ostentatious in the morning light, containing the clear dew and autumn frost, beautiful and bright.

Luo Wuchen praised: "Although this garden is made by manpower, there is no trace of the axe and chisel. It is elegant and wild, and it is natural."

Li Hanyao was very happy to hear this.

When he came to the study outside the Li family, Luo Wuchen looked up and saw the plaque with "Banyuezhai" inscribed, and asked, "What is the meaning of this?"

Li Hanyao said: "My father said, 'If the moon is full, it will be detrimental.' Besides, we are born and learn more, so this is called 'Banyue Zhai'."

This is also related to Yuezhuang.

The Li family’s ancestral home is Yuezhuang at the foot of Huangshan Mountain. There is Yuehu Lake in the village, Yuehe River outside the village, and Yueqiao Bridge on the river, which are related to the moon everywhere.

Entering Banyuezhai, Luo Wuchen was stunned by the collection of books in one room after another, and the bookcases on the roof were lined up with books.

This is not a merchant’s home!

This is clearly a scholarly family!

If a merchant has money to buy books, he must know what books to buy. The Li family has a rich collection of books and many lonely books cannot be seen outside.

Li Hanyao told Luo Wuchen that these books were accumulated by the Li family for several generations. For each book they collected, two to three must be prepared, one should be placed in Banyuezhai in Jingtai Prefecture, and the other two should be sent to Yuezhuang, Huizhou to collect, in case of loss or damage, resulting in missing; in addition, it is also for the children of the clan to read.

The Li family has done their best to cultivate their clan members.

Unfortunately, over the years, no one in the Li clan has produced a decent scholar except for Li Tongsheng who is neither high nor low.

Luo Wuchen also sighed: "What a pity."

If his family had such a large study, his parents would not have worked hard. Isn’t the most expensive thing to study is books, pen, ink, paper and ink?

At this moment, he calmed down and first focused on the books he had been looking for; after searching for them, he then chose other people who had heard of them; finally he browsed them casually.

Li Hanyao said: "Brother Wuchen, just look for it. You can't finish it after looking back and take it home to see it. After you finish it, you will be back."

Luo Wuchen said gratefully: "Thank you, Sister Li."

When he was looking for a book, Li Hanyao sat down on the book desk and started reading in the morning.

Luo Wuchen came over with a stack of books. Seeing Li Hanyao writing something, he looked sideways and was stunned. Li Hanyao quickly covered the paper.

The little girl looked at Luo Wuchen with annoyance.

Luo Wuchen smiled and said, "My sister is still young."

That's what I said again!

Li Hanyao felt it irritating and pouted.

Luo Wuchen hurriedly asked, "Uncle Li didn't teach his sister how to write? Didn't he ask for a sir?" He said he couldn't.

Li Hanyao said unhappily: "I'm stupid."

Luo Wuchen said, "If someone else said this, I won't say anything; my sister also said she was stupid, how could it be possible! Come on, Brother Yu teaches you."

He put down the book and came to Li Hanyao without saying a word to teach her to write.

So, Li Hanyao listened to the introduction to calligraphy practice again.

She was as pious and serious as ever, thinking: It is said that different gentlemen can teach different students, and perhaps Brother Wuchen has any special skills. I may be able to make a breakthrough under the guidance of Brother Wuchen. She hopes that she will not miss any opportunity, as if she is learning words on the first day, and practices every stroke and stroke according to what Luo Wuchen said without any perfunctory.

The two words are written without any change.

Luo Wuchen couldn't stand it anymore and finally understood Sister Li's pain. How could Sister Li, who is extremely talented, write her handwriting like this?

This is unreasonable!

He forgot to defend the men and women when he was anxious, leaned over and grabbed Li Hanyao's little hand and taught her to use the pen. In addition to Li Zhuohang, this is the second man who taught Li Hanyao to write step by step. I wonder if there will be a third and fourth one in the future.

"That's it. Okay... OK!"

Li Hanyao looked at Luo Wuchen holding her hand and envied her. The word was smoother and more elegant than Jiang Rucheng's words. If she could write such words one day, she would be willing to suffer a lot.

Luo Wuchen took her to write several words before letting go, and said to her: "Sister, write it yourself. Don't worry, just write it according to the feeling just now."

Li Hanyao nodded and started writing solemnly.

Luo Wuchen stared at her hand.

Li Hanyao rewrites the words just now. After writing them, she looked up at Luo Wuchen dejectedly. When he judged, she had given up in her heart.

Luo Wuchen frowned without disappointment, nor comforted her, and said, "Just practice more", staring at the words she wrote was in a daze.

After looking at it for a while, he solemnly asked: "How long have my sister been practicing calligraphy?"

Li Hanyao said: "I have been practicing calligraphy at the age of five for four years."

Luo Wuchen asked again: "Is it hard to practice?"

Li Hanyao nodded vigorously and said, "Yes."

The voice was a little aggrieved.

Every morning, the first thing she does after washing up is to practice calligraphy; if there is nothing else at night, she also needs to practice calligraphy; when reading books, keeping accounts, etc. During the day, she does not forget to practice hard work. It is said that divine rewards hard work, but why can't she do this? She didn't want to practice calligraphy well, as long as she can see people, she will not be able to do it.

Luo Wuchen said, "I'll take a look if you draw a stroke like this." He stretched out his index finger with his right hand, shook it quickly in the air, and drew a rainbow-like arc.

Li Hanyao thought it was very easy, so she picked up the pen and dragged it, and an arc appeared on the paper, which was smooth and natural.

Luo Wuchen said, "You try and write faster."

Li Hanyao asked in confusion: "Writing quickly? I can't write well slowly. If I write quickly, I will become a ghost-drawing talisman, and I will not recognize it even more."

Luo Wuchen said: "It doesn't matter if you can't recognize it."

Li Hanyao: “…”

What does this mean?

Why can't she understand?

Luo Wuchen added: "It means that people cannot recognize it, but none of the experts cannot recognize it. Don't write it in strokes, but write it like cursive script and is unconventional."

Li Hanyao's eyes lit up, as if she could see a glimmer of light, her heart thumped up. She immediately pulled a piece of paper, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, closed her eyes and silent for a moment before putting it down, then opened it suddenly and began to write.

She has the ability to remember everything she has seen. She has accumulated a lot of poetry and articles in her belly. She has selected the most familiar "Encouragement of Learning":

A gentleman said: You can’t learn it.

Green is taken from blue, and green is blue; ice is made from water, and cold is made from water.

...

There is almost no need to think about it, and those words will automatically flow out of the pen.

At first, she was involuntarily controlled by her habits, and as before, she wrote in a twisted way; as the speed accelerated, the two words gradually connected; later she developed to one connected one, like a string of ants.

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Good morning friends!
Chapter completed!