Guo Xuejun immediately explained the allusions in the article to Zhang Yue in detail, and then said: "Although you have memorized the article proficiently, the meaning is not clear, but the meaning is not clear, in the final analysis, the writing is not clear."

“How about you read the thousand-character essay silently and copy it as you write it? I’ll test you again tomorrow?”

 Zhang Yuexin said, just copy the book, there is no reason for the teacher to discuss it with the student.

When Guo Xuexiu saw Zhang Yue’s promise, he kicked his clogs and left.

 Zhang Yue thought to himself, "I'm here to study the classics, not to read a thousand-character essay, so I'll just take a nap first."

 After saying this, Zhang Yue lay down on the bamboo bed and fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already dark. He saw that Guo Lin had already lit a lamp and was studying hard at the table.

 “Junior brother, good evening!”

 “Well...brother, you can do it yourself!”

It was already dark, and among the three huts, only Guo Lin and Zhang Yue's room had an oil lamp lit, which was extremely luxurious.

 Zhang Yue couldn't help but think of a poem. As he grows old, his fame and fortune fade away, he rides a thin horse alone for a long distance. When he comes to an isolated village, the lights are still there, and he knows that someone is reading at night.

In addition to studying these days, no one would have the luxury of lighting a lamp at night, so the ancients also called the scholarship money as tuition money. This is no wonder why the ancients hated naps so much and did not study during the day. Do they have to light a lamp at night?

Can’t study? Isn’t this a waste of money?

 Zhang Yue thought about the fact that he had not finished his homework today, so he picked up a stack of bamboo paper and put it on the table. He sat across from Guo Lin and copied the book under some light.

Guo Lin asked cautiously: "Junior brother, last night... last night, was the pancake on my bedside..."

“Huh?” Zhang Yue raised his eyebrows and continued to copy at his desk.

“Junior brother, it’s not that I didn’t ask you to eat... I saved up my own money to study in the middle of the night and eat pancakes to make me hungry. I still have some, so tonight we...”

 Zhang Yue held a pen in his right hand, took out a large oil paper bag from his arms with his left hand and threw it towards Guo Lin's head.

 Guo Lin caught it in a hurry: "What is this?"

 Zhang Yue smiled: "I ate your pancakes last night, so I'll treat them to you today!"

 Guo Lin looked complicated.

 …

 “Then the basin of urine on my bedside last night...”

"no!"
Chapter completed!