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When Ye Chunqiu said he wanted to memorize the article, the children standing beside him couldn't help laughing.

One of the younger ones muttered in a low voice: "Why is this cousin stupid?" After he finished speaking, an aunt behind him twisted his back hard, so he immediately became silent and did not dare to make a sound.

Look at them like this, they obviously feel that they are wasting their efforts.

Why……

Ye Chunqiu sighed in his heart, but shook his head, saying one by one: "In ancient times, those who established a country must have solidified the dangers of the valley, or they may have their backs and face Luo..."

Ye Chunqiu's words are clear, and every word is pronounced, either high or low.

But at this time, the people in the hall couldn't laugh.

Ye Taigong looked at Ye Chunqiu incredibly with surprise.

The second uncle suddenly seemed to have seen a ghost.

Ye Chunqiu continued: "If you are surrounded by rivers and bring a lake, you will be able to win with your body..."

Ye Taigong's face actually calmed down. He closed his eyes and sighed softly.

This article is not very good, it is just a very ordinary miscellaneous note.

Ye Chunqiu searched out from Guang's brain, and the author of the article was Ye Taigong. Ye Taigong was also a celebrity in Fenghua County. There were always some traces in the local chronicles, including an article like this. The record in the county chronicles was: The county clan was praised for its praise, and the inscription was engraved on the river bank and passed down to later generations.

How to say... Ye Taigong was a local gentry, and most of the county had to build river embankments. Since the river embankments were built, of course, they had to erect monuments to build them. This was a traditional project of the ancients. Ye Chunqiu's dark speculation was probably because the county magistrate at that time saw that the Ye family was very enthusiastic when they donated money and grain, so he asked Ye Taigong to write an essay, and then applauded it very "naturally" and asked someone to engrave it on the inscription.

Ye Chunqiu deeply believed that such an article was definitely one of the few brilliant works of the old lady in his life. When he wrote this article, it was also the most proud moment for the old lady. Now the article was recited from Ye Chunqiu, which was enough to resonate with him.

This grandson has never returned to Fenghua County, so how did he know about this article?

Of course it was his father, Ye Nestor.

His father, an unfilial son, ran away with a woman, but his grandson memorized his articles, which shows that... the unfilial son actually has this father in his heart.

Ye Chunqiu memorized the article in its original form. Looking at Ye Taigong whose face was calming down, he looked pitiful and said, "In the past, my father wanted to hit me. As long as I recite this article, my father would not be able to hit me. Now that I have recited the article again, will my father not beat me anymore?"

Mr. Ye’s old face trembled and just sighed.

The implication is that this article must be extremely important in Ye Jing's mind. If it is not important, how could it become Ye Chunqiu's amulet? This son... actually ran away from home for a woman, but... his heart... was not completely without this father.

Ye Taigong was in a complicated mood and had a tired face. He had no intention of using family rules. He just looked at Ye Jing coldly: "From today, I will be confined to stay at home and will not go out for a year. Next time, I will beat you to death. Ye Song..."

The second uncle had recovered from the shock, glanced at Ye Chunqiu coldly, but said respectfully: "What are the instructions for Dad?"

Ye Taigong said lightly: "Carry up the yard for the father and son, and let Ye San go to serve him."

After the old lady said nothing, everyone understood that the boss of the Ye family had returned to the Ye family's door wall.

Ye Song didn't dare to respond: "Yes, my son will do it now."

The old lady's eyes fell casually on Ye Chunqiu, deliberately showing distantness to Ye Chunqiu, and said coldly: "You just memorized something wrongly. That sentence is really like a world-famous. The next sentence is that the place is not as good as the people, but... it is still acceptable to remember these at a young age, so you should do it yourself."

He shook his sleeves and left lonely.

The second uncle arranged Ye Jing and his son in a small courtyard in the southeast corner of the mansion. It was not luxurious. However, no matter how excessive the second uncle was, he did not dare to blatantly. This was the order of the old lady, so the courtyard was pretty good. There was a small hall and two wing rooms. Ye San, a servant who was taking care of his daily life, was prepared for Ye Jing and his son.

In Ye Chunqiu's eyes, the Ye family is naturally unfamiliar, and he needs some time to slowly adapt to life here.

Soon, Ye Chunqiu's study was put on the agenda. Ye Jing repeatedly asked his second uncle, but now the second uncle who was in charge of his family finally couldn't stand it. He finally said hello to the clan school and asked Ye Chunqiu to go to school.

The snow in the south was always stingy for a day or two, and the silver-covered piece disappeared, leaving only a trace of snow left on the tiles. After a few days, the bare branches in the small yard added a hint of green, and the weather gradually warmed up. Ye Chunqiu had been in school for half a month. He got up very early every day, and before the fog had dissipated, he put on clothes and wash.

Uh...I can't do it, because my father got up earlier.

After the Mao hour, Ye Chunqiu opened the window, and the morning light came into his wing through the thick fog.

After half an hour of getting up, many copybooks were already in a mess in his small room.

The small calligraphy series are already a little bit like that, and Ye Chunqiu is not satisfied with it because he knows that in this era, running script represents the face of a scholar and whether a person has knowledge or not, just by writing, you will be able to see the clues.

My father is urging his homework every day, but Ye Chunqiu's homework is always in calligraphy practice.

It’s not that he wants to be lazy or because of his love for calligraphy, some people are really learning Wuche, but he is learning Guangming. The knowledge in Guangming is varied, including all-encompassing poetry, articles, and even eight-legged essays. If you spend your thoughts on this, you will be crazy.

Ye Chunqiu is not a gentleman. He has something ready to do. There is really no need to learn eight essays with hanging beams and thorns.

However, running script is related to hands-on ability and cannot be used by chance.

He had put his pen and breathed in his mouth. Ye San sent a refreshment: "Young master, eat it quickly. The master has an explanation. After the meal, the young master must go to the clan school as soon as possible, so don't be too late."

Ye Chunqiu enjoyed the "steamed cake" sent by Ye San. The steamed cake was big and hard. During the days of the Ye family, he always complained about the food here because most of it was the next night, and it was obvious that it was for the long-term workers in the mansion. Ye San was also helpless about this. When asked about this, Ye San always shrugged and said that he had gone to the chef and got these foods, and the second wife was in charge of the kitchen.

The second wife is the wife of the second uncle and Ye Chunqiu's second aunt. She is not Ye Chunqiu who wants to scold people, but in the end he still complains, "That second uncle... is not something."

Ye Chunqiu mentioned it to his father several times because of food. His father only cared about his study and did not care about material things. When Ye Chunqiu said that his second uncle was not bad, he turned his face and said some of the reasons why his nephew did not speak of his uncle's life.

Dad is not enlightened.

Since that's the case, Ye Chunqiu is not easy to mention.

After breakfast, it was already late, and Ye Chunqiu was busy carrying his own bookcase to learn from the clan.

The Ye family’s clan school relies on the ancestral halls, in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and the wealthy families value the education of their children the most, so the clan school is very grand.

At this time, there were already children from straight departments in groups of three or three, and the children from the side departments came to school. When everyone saw Ye Chunqiu, their expressions were different, but no one came to say hello.

Children are like this, and they are best at forming cliques, not to mention that Ye Chunqiu is a "transfer student".

"The eldest son is here." Someone murmured in a low voice.

But this tone was a bit ridiculous.

"Where is the young master? His mother is...the village girl with big feet..."

Ye Chunqiu turned a deaf ear to this and went into the school loudly. Behind him, someone heard someone saying, "Chunqiu..."

Ye Chunqiu looked back and saw that it was his cousin Ye Liangchen.
Chapter completed!