Chapter 3617

The Master's muddy eyes lit up, and he casually inspected it, and found that Qin Wuyan had recited the entire text proficiently.

The master felt incredible, and felt that he had found a treasure, so he took out another book, taught Qin Wuyan to read it once, and asked him to recite it, and Qin Wuyan could recite it perfectly word for word.

The master was overjoyed, clapped his hands together and said, "In this way, you will also sit in on us when we are teaching the young lady in the future. As for how much you can learn in the end, it depends on your own luck."

Qin Wuyan simply couldn't wish for it, and was very excited: "Thank you, Master, for your love."

These few people are all learned and talented people, after being invited to the mansion by the high priest, they can no longer open a school to teach and solve their doubts, and they are also very depressed.

Originally determined to teach the three young masters and ladies in the priest's mansion to be talented students, it is a pity that these three incompetent students are more lazy than the other and unwilling to study.

The master didn't dare to control him, he wanted to leave the mansion, but the high priest Zhuang Huaisen didn't want to, so he could only stay here, eating, drinking, playing chess and reading every day to pass the time, life was really boring.

It's all right now, suddenly there is an incredibly smart student, and the master puts all his enthusiasm on Qin Wuyan.

Moreover, this young man's status is low, he can be disciplined severely, he can beat and scold at will, and he is also diligent and studious, which is much better than teaching the three young masters and ladies in the mansion.

So, from this day on.

When the master was lecturing, Qin Wuyan was allowed to stand aside and listen. When writing, the master walked over to give some pointers.

Compared with Zhuang Xiaoyu, Qin Wuyan is simply a god of learning who combines genius and diligence.

When Zhuang Xiaoyu was tired of listening to the lectures and took a rest, the master came to guide Qin Wuyan.

While Zhuang Xiaoyu was shaking his head and reciting his master's homework, the other masters took Qin Wuyan to learn guqin and calligraphy, let Qin Wuyan accompany them to play chess and draw, and let Qin Wuyan learn the rules and etiquette tea ceremony...

After a day's class, Zhuang Xiaoyu's bones were sore and limp. He returned to the bedroom, and after dinner, he lay down on the bed and didn't want to move.

But Qin Wuyan went back to the small room, and turned on the lamp to read a book. Seeing that the lamp oil had run out in the middle of the night, he reluctantly lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and went through the content taught by the master during the day in his mind. .....

Compared with Zhuang Xiaoyu's coping and laziness, Qin Wuyan is still reading and practicing calligraphy even if he is dreaming.

In less than half a month, the news that Zhuang Xiaoyu began to read and practice calligraphy seriously reached the ears of the high priest Zhuang Huaisen.

Zhuang Huaisen thought he heard it wrong: "My little girl is so hardworking recently?"

"Yes." The housekeeper said with a smile: "The old servant asked that girl Yu Sui about it, and said that the young lady seems to have changed a lot recently, she got up when the sky was dark, finished her grooming, and after breakfast, she went to read and practice calligraphy in front of her master.

Not only is my attitude towards learning much more serious than before, but my handwriting is also getting better and better. "

As he said that, the housekeeper handed the rice paper filled with calligraphy written on it from the master to Zhuang Huaisen: "Look, this small script is so beautiful, it really looks like a person."

Zhuang Huaisen looked at the handwriting on it, and the more he looked at it, the happier he became.

He has always been obsessed with power, his wife passed away early, he was very busy with high positions and powers, and he felt guilty for his children. He was already overly pampered, and he knew in his heart what kind of virtue his children were...