Advise you not to be arrogant

The thick stack of rice paper in front of him made Jiang Shu listless.

Master Xu gave a few passages of Analects, and walked around the classroom several times with a ruler. Unfortunately, Lin An, who was sitting in a corner and drowsy, was hit by several feet, but he was rough-skinned and thick-skinned, so he could bear it.

Although Lin An came to Tai Academy in a daze, he still ignored Jiang Shu, and Jiang Shu didn't have the extra energy to find him at this time.

"Engong, Master is calling you!" An Xingchuan was fat and small, half of his body slid under the table, and kicked Jiang Shu's hem with his toes.

"Jiang Shu?" With a cold face, Xu Laihong touched his table with a ruler.

"Ah? Master!" Jiang Shu was in a daze, he was kicked unexpectedly and still a little dazed.

"Stand up." Xu Laihong usually looked amiable, but he was very strict when he was teaching.

Jiang Shu hurriedly stood up.

"How do you explain 'Heaven and earth are not benevolent, treat everything as a straw dog'?"

Although Jiang Shu can be called "ignorant and incompetent", he knows that this is the content of "Tao Te Ching".May I ask why it suddenly jumped to "Tao Te Ching" when it was still "The Analects of Confucius" a moment ago.

These are not important, the important thing is - Jiang Shu never went to school before, how could he know how to explain it?

Jiang Shu was a little helpless, he turned his head to look at An Xingchuan behind him, and saw An Xingchuan buried his head deeply in the book.Well, An Xingchuan is unreliable, he can only rely on guesswork.

"Heaven and earth will not be kind, and treat everything in the world as a straw dog."

"Wrong." Xu Laihong glanced at him, "Heaven and earth don't care about benevolence or inhumanity. In the eyes of heaven and earth, all things are equal, and you won't become rich just because you're poor; you won't become ugly just because you're ugly." Beautiful; you won't be smart just because you're lazy."

Everyone roared with laughter, and Jiang's writing was like fire.

"I'm sorry Master, the students shouldn't be distracted..." Jiang Shu hurriedly bowed down to apologize.

"He's right." Lin An propped his chin with one hand, raised the corner of his eyes, and said casually.

"Marquis Ding'an has a good opinion?" Xu Laihong became interested.

There was an instant silence in the classroom.Marquis Ding'an is so courageous, I heard that His Highness the Crown Prince has been beaten by Mr. Xu!

Lin An's lazy eyes fell on Jiang Shu, and he retracted it immediately, "The student has no high opinion, but thinks that what he said is not contrary to what the master explained."

"But what the old man said was that his behavior was wrong."

"..." Lin An was deflated, and said to himself: Old fox!

"Listen carefully and sit down."

Jiang Shu glanced back at Lin An quietly, his face was still flustered with embarrassment, wishing he could go back to his 'previous life' and read the "Tao Te Ching" from beginning to end.

The rest of Jiang Shu was sitting upright, and he heard others whispering: "Didn't you say that Marquis Ding'an deliberately made things difficult for Young Master Jiang in the palace?"

Another young man replied: "Yes, it is said so in the palace. It snowed so much that night, and the Marquis of Ding'an insisted on asking Jiang Shu to send him back. It is clear that he deliberately made things difficult for Jiang Shu!"

"Nonsense! Didn't you see Marquis Ding'an helping him out?" asked a bystander.

"Are you going back and telling your father?" Another teenager asked.

"I……"

Xu Laihong slammed the ruler and said angrily, "Be quiet."

Jiang Shu's eyes dimmed, and he looked over without any trace.

In his previous life, Jiang Shu had never listened to lectures in such a serious manner. Xu Laihong's teaching method was serious but not rigid, and Jiang Shu didn't find it boring at all.After school ended, everyone seemed to be pardoned, but Jiang Shu was the only one sitting on the stool with a bitter face and sighing.

After An Xingchuan packed his things, several acquaintances greeted Jiang Shu and ran to Jiang Shu, "Gong Gong, we live close to each other, let's go together."

It happened that Xu Laihong sent a boy to bring pens and inks to Jiang Shu, and Jiang Shu frowned even more, "I can't go anymore."

"Copy books? I'll help you. I'm good at copying books. My mother always punishes me like this."

Jiang Shu shook his head in distress, "Our characters are different."

"It's okay, you write first, and I will write according to your words later."

"You should go first..." Jiang Shu wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Grandpa! Don't treat me as an outsider. I'll wait here. Write it quickly."

An Xingchuan turned around and bumped into a wall of flesh, and immediately heard someone sneering and sarcastic: "If you don't treat you as an outsider, could you be an insider?"

An Xingchuan seeing the little Ding'anhou is like a mouse meeting a cat. Since the last Taiyang Palace, he found that the little Ding'anhou didn't like him very much.

Jiang Shu opened the classics, but it was really difficult to write, so he turned around and said: "You two go back first."

"Is this Marquis hindering you?" Lin An narrowed his eyes displeased.

"No. By the way, thank you just now..."

"Stop talking nonsense and write quickly."

Jiang Shu stopped talking, turned his heart and swiped his bold pen.

After a stick of incense, a few large characters fell down eloquently.

An Xingchuan didn't forget what he said, took the rice paper that Jiang had written once, dipped his hair in ink, and prepared to copy it again by imitating Jiang Shu's handwriting.

Open the rice paper and write if there is...

No, not in the pen.

His high-spirited expression gradually disintegrated, and the chubby hand that was holding the pen tremblingly trembled, thick ink dripped into the rice paper, and a flower of ink bloomed.

"En, benefactor..." What did you write?

The crooked horizontal strokes and vertical strokes are not like horizontal strokes, vertical strokes are not like vertical strokes, vertical strokes are not like vertical strokes, and strokes are not like vertical strokes.Even if his mother taught him to write for the first time, he has never written so badly!

Lin An, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't stand it anymore, he took out a piece of rice paper.Jiang Shu didn't have time to stop, and looked at the two of them coldly with the thought of breaking the jar.

When Lin An saw something that could hardly be called "words" on the paper, his whole body softened, and the unresolved arrogance in his eyebrows and eyes disappeared, replaced by tenderness and pampering.

The corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily, as if he saw something so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar, and the emotion in his eyes was something Jiang Shu had never seen before.

It turns out that Young Master Jiang's handwriting is bad...?

An Xingchuan asked in disbelief: "Do you understand?"

Lin An suddenly woke up from the memories, and gave An Xingchuan a sideways glance, "Are you blind?"

"The phoenix is ​​in the tree, and the white horse eats the ground. It turns into vegetation and trees, and it reaches all directions."

An Xingchuan shook his whole body, stood on tiptoe to look at the piece of paper that Lin An was holding in his hand, looking horizontally and vertically, it was just a pile of doodles.

He asked suspiciously: "Could it be possible that you can memorize this stuff?"

Lin An ignored him, and An Xingchuan boldly took out a random one, "What's on this one?"

This time Lin An was extremely patient, glanced at it, and said: "Fortune is caused by evil accumulation, and good fortune is caused by good celebration. A ruler and a jade are not treasures, and an inch of yin is competition."

"May I ask Ben Hou to explain it to you?"

An Xingchuan shook his head, looking very shocked, "You really recognize it?"

Jiang Shu lowered his head, held the wolf hair tightly, sniffed, and didn't look at Lin An.

I don't know what it feels like.

Even he himself could not recognize the words on that piece of paper.

"Benhou is not blind." Lin An turned his head away and urged: "Write quickly. The carriage of the Houfu will go back first, and Benhou will go back with you."

Jiang Shu nodded fiercely.

Is it difficult to recognize Jiang Shu's characters?

Difficult.

As night fell, Jiang Shu finally finished writing the fifth time.

An Xingchuan had changed from initial frustration to indifference, and when Jiang finished writing, he still taunted: "If you hand over this word to Mr. Xu, he will be pissed off!"

Having said that, Jiang Shu has done his best.

Lin An was already impatient, "I'm starving to death, let's go."

The boy had been waiting at the door for a long time, Jiang Shu handed over five copies of "Thousand Characters" to the boy, and the three of them left Taishuyuan without looking back.

An Xingchuan's father is Dayan's only prince with a different surname.The carriage of the prince's mansion and the carriage of the prime minister's mansion stood side by side. An Xingchuan got into the carriage and saw Lin secretly entering the carriage of the prime minister's mansion, so he also shamelessly went in.

After being instructed by Uncle Li, the groom prepared a lot of hot cakes, and the three of them ate a few pieces.

Lin An was unusually silent that night, and did not speak ill of An Xingchuan.

On the second day, in class.As expected, Jiang Shu was severely criticized by Xu Laihong, and even set aside a period of time for him to teach him how to write.

However, the paper of "Thousand Characters" copied by Jiang Shu, which was thrown in the courtyard because of Master Xu's rage, disappeared.

From then on, Old Master Xu would stay Jiang Shu in Tai Academy for half an hour every day.

Lin An and An Xingchuan would wait outside Tailuo Courtyard for various reasons.

Whenever Jiang Shu walked out of Tai Academy, he would see the two of them guarding the gate, and the feeling of being waited on made him very happy.

Finally, Jiang Shu didn't wait blindly.

It is worth mentioning that Lin An's attitude towards him was still lukewarm, and they didn't say a few words until the spring hunting started.Jiang Shu guessed that even though Lin An agreed to come to school, he did not forgive himself.