Planning to marry the third master

At noon, Baili Cheng'an took Xie Yunxiao out of the academy. He didn't talk much all the way. He kept thinking about things. He could read but couldn't write well. There were various reasons for this. One was that he was trying to improve himself and studied secretly. The second is that there is no one to control it. In his opinion, both of these possibilities exist. Can you blame him? No, if you want to blame it, blame him for his own incompetence, which has harmed the children and ruined the good seedlings.

Xie Yunxiao followed behind, looking at the streets in Bianjing. It was really sad to have no money. He couldn't go to the shop as Mr. Xie, and he had to find a way to send messages. He also had to know the situation at home.

When they arrived at Baili's house, Uncle Li said, "Master, you are back, have you had lunch?"

Baili Cheng'an said: "Ask someone to prepare meals."

"Yes."

Xie Yunxiao followed people into the study again, and sat down wherever he saw the same place.

Baili Chengan looked at the bookshelf, walked in one direction, then took out a pile of copybooks, put them on the desk, and said, "What books have you read?"

Xie Yunxiao said calmly: "I haven't read much." This is a fact. He likes business. Firstly, he has no time for reading, and secondly, he doesn't like it. He always only does what he likes and has other things to do.

Baili Chengan frowned and said, "How much do you remember about the past?"

Xie Yunxiao said calmly: "I don't remember anything."

"Then how did you find Baili here?"

"Look for someone to ask."

"Who are you looking for?"

"Call me Baili Jimo."

"Where is that man?"

"Lijia Village."

Baili Cheng'an was silent. There was Zhuangzi from Baili's family in Lijia Village. He was not familiar with this child, but others were not sure. He looked at the person in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Although my Baili family is in decline, my ancestors once served as ministers, and they are also decent nobles in Bianjing. If I knew that you lied to me, I would not let you off easily. about you."

Xie Yunxiao stood up with a sullen face. He has never been disrespected by others despite his age, and said: "I don't think it's strange to me. No one knows my identity when I go to other counties to buy it. Anyway, I don't know if you have anything to do with me." With that said, he walked out.

Baili Chengan was stunned. How could this young man have such a bad temper? He couldn't help preaching, and said: "Stop!"

Xie Yunxiao turned around, looked at the old man and said, "I don't like ink marks. If I succeed, I won't succeed if I don't."

Baili Cheng'an knew this person's temperament and had to educate him slowly. He said slowly: "What does it look like for a member of my Baili family to go to other people's homes?" By saying this, he was giving himself a step up.

Xie Yunxiao said: "You are afraid of being a liar, and I am also afraid of admitting my mistake. In one sentence, whether it can be done or not, I am in a hurry."

It was the first time for Baili Chengan to deal with such an unreasonable person. He was still very angry and said: "I will take a rest in the future, and you and I will go to the county government office."

Xie Yunxiao nodded, and the matter was settled.

Uncle Li brought the food for the two of them, a bowl of white rice for each person, with green vegetables and a few slices of meat on top. Xie Yunxiao glanced at it and couldn't help but think about how poor this family was.

He is used to living a good life. In fact, this is how ordinary people eat.

Baili Cheng'an said: "Eat first, and we'll talk about the rest after dinner."

Xie Yunxiao picked up the food at the table. He was not picky about food and was content with it as soon as he came.

Baili Cheng'an looked at Xie Yunxiao. He looked like he was alone all the time. He felt a little bit guilty, not much.

After the meal, Baili Cheng'an began to teach Xie Yunxiao how to write. There was a copybook on the table. He said: "This is your grandfather's calligraphy. His calligraphy was worth a thousand pieces of gold in Bianjing at that time. You just learned it, so you are not required to write it." The best thing to do is to behave properly first."

He began to demonstrate simple horizontal, vertical, stroke, stroke, point, etc., and said: "After you have mastered the basic strokes, you can then start practicing the basic structure. Don't rush to write."

Xie Yunxiao can still accept this. He also knows that in the martial arts examination, you must have good calligraphy. If you don't say how good it is, at least you can meet people.

He sat down and started to pick up a pen and dip it in ink. His posture and demeanor were like this. For a moment, Bai Licheng thought that this person often used pens, but when this person started writing, the characters were different. He said: "It's not right at the beginning. If you are impatient, take your time, and the writing force can be a little lighter and slower.”

Xie Yunxiao didn't respond and just did as he was told.

"If you try to run before you learn to walk, your handwriting will be like a mess. Everything must be done step by step." Baili Chengan stood and watched for a while, muttering.

Xie Yunxiao had a sullen face, did not speak, and only did things.

Seeing that he was serious, Baili Chengan left the study. He also wanted to go to the academy to see how the students were doing. Because there were many unique books in the study room, which were treasures that no one else knew about in the Baili family, they locked the door.

Xie Yunxiao frowned. The feeling of being locked in the room was a bit humiliating. After looking around the study, it became clear. There were some unique books in his study because they were valuable.

There was no one around at the moment, so Xie Yunxiao started to write a letter. In just a few words, he told where he was and asked Hu Cong to come to Bianjing. Then he hid the letter in his sleeve pocket.

In the evening, the men in the family came home one after another. The house was so big, so Mrs. Baili naturally knew everything, and she was nagging about what the master had done. Not driving people away and locking them in the study means that the master has made arrangements. The family didn't have enough to divide. This person's origins were unknown. If he really wanted to join the family, he would have to share some of the family wealth. He said to several people: "You can't agree to such an outsider. You also know the situation at home. People in the countryside Zhuangzi, you have been divided piece by piece, and you have also experienced it. Now these rice grains are only enough to survive. If they are divided again, you will have to go begging." Those concubines got married, but they all got some land and left. But even the rice to eat has to be bought.

This family relies on the inheritance accumulated by their ancestors to survive. If their descendants cannot make a living, how long can they live a good life? Baili's family has been in poverty for a long time, and the good days are long gone. Now, the poverty is so severe that it is hard to even talk about it.

Therefore, as soon as Baili Chengan came home, Baili Jiming went to find Baili Chengan and said in a loud voice, "Dad, I have something to talk to you about."

Baili Chengan said: "Just in time, I also have something to tell you."

Baili Jiming said: "Dad, you are not talking about the fact that that person is my brother, right? Such a person has unknown origins and we don't recognize him."

The family was only so big. Xie Yunxiao put down his pen, moved his wrist, rubbed his eyes to clear the blood, and looked at the people outside through the window.

Baili Cheng'an said: "This matter is not your fault."

"Dad! If you can't agree, we can't live in the house."

Baili Cheng'an knew that the conversation in the courtyard could be heard in the study, so he didn't answer or say anything and took the key to open the door first.

Xie Yunxiao stood up and walked to the table to pour himself some water.

When the door opened, Baili Chengan first looked at the study room, then walked to the desk and looked at the stack of papers lying horizontally and vertically. Not to mention how satisfied he was, at least this child was motivated and not lazy.

Baili Jiming took one look at it and said, "I practiced this all afternoon, and your grandson can write better than him."

Baili Cheng'an said: "You are not usually a talkative person, why are you so talkative today?"

Baili Jiming was told and shut up.

Baili Chengan said: "Eat first."