"Sir! Actually...actually...this kid is here to report to the official?"

It took Li Kui half a minute to hold back his words before he said this. He didn't expect that the middle-aged man wearing ordinary linen clothes and stained with stains turned out to be the county magistrate. You are so deceptive. You have nothing to do with private visits.

The young man was just trying to keep his mouth comfortable, but he didn't expect to be hit by a gun.

"From Baizhang Village?"

"The great master Ming Jian!"

"Is there a tiger out there?"

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

"I just came back from Baizhang Village, do you think I should know?" Zhou Yuan rolled his sleeves and snorted coldly: "Don't put a high hat on me, I won't accept your trick, if you dare to deceive me

, do you know what the outcome will be?"

Li Kui turned to look at Li Qing: "Uncle, you don't know how to distribute, do you?"

"It's not that serious." Li Qing originally thought that Li Kui was really scared, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he wanted to laugh. This kid didn't know what he was thinking about all day long. Is he still in the mood to joke at this time?

Are you bragging? People in the yamen often do this too. Who has been tattooed and assigned? But it really pisses off the old man... Don’t guess, the old man must be angry: "Li Kui, you don’t have to worry.

The most I can do is punish you for disrespect, slap you with twenty sticks and then ignore you."

I thought that when Li Kui heard that he was about to be beaten, his face would turn pale with fear, but this boy became hardened instead.

Not only was Li Kui tough, but the old patriarch and fellow clan member Li Hong didn't care at all.

Is Li Kui afraid of being beaten?

When practicing martial arts, you must first be beaten. In the early years of Li Kui's outer martial arts training, he was hit all over the head and face with a big stick every day, but nothing happened. The yamen servants in the yamen are heavy-handed, can they be harder than Master Lingzhi?

Zhou Yuan saw this scene and couldn't help but be secretly surprised. This kid was simply a piece of meat.

If it were anyone else, his face would have turned pale with fear when he heard that he was going to suffer physical pain. But looking at Li Kui, he actually curled his lips, and Shi Shiran stood up. Instead, he no longer had any fear, and stepped over the threshold with his big feet.

He held his chest and said, "Just take the exam. It's not a big deal. I'll take the exam."

The lobby is a place where important matters are dealt with. Zhou Yuan did not take Li Kui there, but took him to the second hall. This place seemed a little more remote, but no one else could see the content of the two people's exams. Besides, Zhou Yuan didn't

Agreed, who dares to see it?

When he arrived at the second hall, Li Kui was still in the mood to look around, feeling disappointed and disdainful. The main reason was that this government office was too ordinary, not even remotely grand.

A county government office in a medium-sized county requires magnificence. Is this what Zhou Yuan, a seventh-grade county magistrate, can afford?

After receiving the fragrant tea brought by the servant, Zhou Yuan drank a lot. He didn't look like an official. Instead, after drinking, he shouted: "Happy!"

Quite a bit heroic as a Jianghu person.

Putting down the tea cup, he looked at Li Kui carefully. Even though he was stared at by County Magistrate Zhou and felt a little nervous, Li Kui pretended not to care. His eyes seemed to be looking at Zhou Yuan with concentration.

I kept telling myself: Don't panic, don't be afraid, it's just a big cabbage.

If Zhou Yuan could read minds and knew what Li Kui was thinking, there would be no need to take the exam and the whole fight would be arranged directly.

After a while, Zhou Yuan finally couldn't help but pointed at Li Kui and asked: "You said you are literate, what have you studied? Have you ever studied the "Book of Filial Piety"?"

Li Kui shook his head.

"Where's The Thousand-Character Classic?"

Li Kui still shook his head.

""Hundred Family Surnames"?"

Li Kui continued to shake his head.

Zhou Yuan was lucky enough to calm down, and he felt that he had been deceived by the black boy in front of him: "You don't know how to learn this, and you don't understand that. What do you know? To read and write, you should avoid aiming too high. You need to take it step by step. If you can't even read

If you don’t know how to write, you won’t be able to escape this sentence.”

"Who says I can't do it? I can." Li Kui can really write, and he's not shy about using a calligraphy pen. He just hasn't mastered his calligraphy yet, but coaxing Zhou Yuan, the great master, is enough.

Zhou Yuanqi had a toothache. He didn't want to get angry with a blind boy and beat up a mountain boy for no reason. Instead, he would be ridiculed for being narrow-minded. But this boy Li Kui! It's so annoying, and he said that.

There is some truth to it. He looks like a knowledgeable person, but in the end he is just a piece of embroidered pillow, knows nothing, is stubborn, and refuses to admit defeat at all.

"Come on, let me serve you with pen and ink."

Li Kui is in trouble. There are no private school teachers around Baizhang Village, not even an enlightened scholar. If he wants to know how to read, he has to name someone, otherwise he will be exposed in an investigation.

Who is suitable?

Come on, just him!

Master Lingzhi, you have always committed many sins, but now you can be regarded as doing good deeds. Let the kid get through it first. Li Kui is really an old man sitting on the edge of the desk. He is too short and uncomfortable, but he doesn’t care about it anymore.

I filled the inkstone with a brush twice and thought about it, what should I write? It’s too long and troublesome, and tiring, and it’s too ordinary and you can’t show your own ability. After thinking about it, I remembered that I followed the crowd when I was bored.

When he learned Xiaokai, he bought a lot of red rice paper (rice paper with very light handwriting, printed with models by famous artists).

Li Kuixin said: "It's him!"

[Maha Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra], when he wrote these words, he curled his lips in dissatisfaction, as if his skill had declined a lot.

But forget it and keep writing.

... [Color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color]

Zhou Yuan was shocked. This boy seemed to really know how to write as he said. He also used the pen quite properly and wrote quite seriously. Out of curiosity, he quietly stood up and stood behind Li Kui to watch Li Kui write. Zhou Yuanyue

See, I feel more and more uncomfortable. I frown, trying not to have an attack.

Words, no problem.

But there is something very wrong with the content on the paper. Is this a Buddhist scripture? Thinking of Li Kui's knowledge when he was studying in the school, he was pretty good. He didn't talk about "The Thousand-Character Classic", let alone "Hundred Family Surnames", "The Analects of Confucius", "The Analects of Confucius",

"Mencius" also works! It would be better for you to memorize a Buddhist scripture for me.

Is your boy preparing to take the imperial examination in Beijing?

Or are you heading to the seat of the Zhike monk at Daxiangguo Temple?

The latter is much easier than taking the Jinshi exam.

The calligraphy is not very beautiful in regular Chinese characters, but it has rules and regulations.

The art of calligraphy pays attention to the five combinations: the spirit is good for business, the time is harmonious and the qi is nourishing, the occasional desire to write, the feeling of benefit and knowledge, and the mutual development of paper and ink.

As for Li Kui's calligraphy, he echoed at least two of them. When the time is combined, the energy is moist, and the paper and ink are mixed. It is already very difficult at his age. He practices Zhao Mengfu's calligraphy every day, and he copied this "Heart Sutra"

After half a year, you should at least have some fragrance, right?

After writing the last word, Li Kui took a deep breath and said with a smile: "It's okay! It's quite charming."

Zhou Yuan really couldn't laugh or cry. He had never seen such a shameless boy praise himself without being stingy with his words. He stood behind Li Kui and said in a deep voice: "Can you read?"

Li Kuixin said that I had written it all down and could not read it, so he started reading it immediately.

After reciting the sutras once, Zhou Yuan felt indescribably uncomfortable. The main reason was that this boy recited Buddhist sutras like a war, with a powerful momentum. If the young monk in the temple recited sutras like this, he would probably be hung up and beaten by the old monk. After it was over, Li Kui

He blinked his big bell-like eyes a few times and asked, "Would you like to recite it again?"

Chanting means reciting sutras.

People who don’t understand often think that when monks recite sutras, they are fooling people and that no word can be understood clearly. In fact, this is not the case. When reciting sutras, you must recite sutras in Sanskrit. How can you understand it if you have not learned it?

There are Sanskrit songs in the "Heart Sutra", and Li Kui also learned it specifically, just to show off. After learning it, he never had the chance to put it to use. Eager to show off, he ignored it and started reciting the sutra on his own. Zhou Yuanyue

The more stupid it sounds, he doesn’t even know Sanskrit!

After reciting it once, Zhou Yuan was stunned. It took him a long time to calm down and asked, "Is this taught to you by the monk practicing outside your village?"

Zhou Yuan had been to Baizhang Village and naturally knew that there was an ascetic outside the mountain of Baizhang Village. However, he had already left, probably because he was scared away by the tiger.

"No, you mean Master Lingzhi! I followed him to learn martial arts and have never studied Buddhist scriptures. I learned how to do it just by watching him recite it sometimes." Li Kui grinned widely, as if these were no big deal.

Similar.

"What about calligraphy? You can't practice calligraphy randomly, right?"

"Looking at what he wrote, I practiced blindly for a few days, but I only practiced this sutra, and my other writings were not so good."

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

"Want to study?" Zhou Yuan put one hand on his belly and the other on his back, looking proudly like a scholar.

It's a pity that Li Kui didn't think this posture was handsome, but felt it was silly: "Of course. I thought my family was poor, so I studied on my own for two years, and when I was able to write articles, I went to school."

Self-study?

Zhou Yuan was so angry that he wanted to hit someone. A guy who had never experienced elementary education shamelessly told him that he would get a chance to take the imperial examination through self-study. Isn't this like a toad yawning? What a loud tone?

It has to be said that Li Kui surprised Zhou Yuan too much. He decided to observe it closely: "Since you said self-study, if you choose one of the books on the shelf, how long will it take to finish it?"

Li Kui rushed to the shelf with a whoosh. After flipping through a few books, he saw "Shangshu". It was beautifully printed and the real Song version. Unfortunately, it was too thin and did not meet his thirst for knowledge. If this shelf had a Song version of the book,

How much does it cost to take it to the afterlife? He swallowed hard while looking at the book. It was a priceless treasure, but it was the same as ginseng. He didn't rush. He didn't look back. He chose the thickest one and muttered;

"One month, okay?

"Guangyun" should be a dictionary from the Northern Song Dynasty, I also have it.
To be continued...