After hearing this, Tong Xiangyu thought for a moment and finally nodded.
"Oh, brother, you are so righteous!" Lao Bai couldn't help but said gratefully when he saw Xiang Nan abandoning his own interests to ensure everyone's happiness.
"Big mouth, I just want to say I love you!" Lu Xiucai said gratefully.
Guo Furong was naturally moved. If she could get two taels of silver per month, she wouldn't have to work for twenty years, only two years would be enough.
"Sister-in-law, has my pocket money also increased?" Mo Xiaobei heard this and quickly stretched out his hand with a smile.
"You dare to increase your pocket money?! I haven't even settled the score with you when you beat Mr. Zhu last time." When Tong Xiangyu heard this, he immediately said angrily.
"Sister-in-law, it's been a month since that happened, and I've already changed it." Mo Xiaobei said feeling aggrieved.
"Have you really changed your mind?" Tong Xiangyu stared at her and asked, "Look at your classmate Qiu Xiaodong, who beat the national Go player in backgammon;
Look at your classmate Hao Xiaohu, who won second place in the juvenile piano competition; and Widow Song's daughter, who won first place in the Hanlin Academy calligraphy competition, although he was last... But what about you, what are you doing? Is there ever a time when you can do something that will make your sister-in-law feel proud? "
"Hmph~" After hearing what she said, Mo Xiaobei dropped Kuaizi angrily and ran straight to the backyard.
"Shopkeeper~" Xiang Nan, Lao Bai, Xiucai, and Xiao Guo all looked at Tong Xiangyu, feeling that what she said was a bit hurtful.
Although Xiaobei is not as smart, studious, and talented as those children, he is still a sensible child. Moreover, after all, she had just started school, so it was too harsh to expect her to become fat in one bite.
…
At this moment, someone outside the door shouted, "Is Shopkeeper Tong here?" Then that person walked in, it was Master Zhu from White Horse Academy.
"Ah, Mr. Zhu, what brings you here?" Tong Xiangyu saw him and hurriedly came forward, "How have you been recently? Xiaobei isn't naughty anymore, is he?"
"Shopkeeper Tong, I'm here to tell you some good news." Master Zhu said with a smile, "Not only did Xiaobei abandon evil and do good, but he also learned to memorize the Three-Character Sutra!"
"Really, oh, Mr. Zhu taught me well." Tong Xiangyu said happily.
"If you don't have talent, it's useless to train him!" Mr. Zhu waved his hand and said, "I heard that the grandson of Magistrate Lu has started to write?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
The scholar said he wanted to write a month ago, but now a month has passed and he has not written anything.
"Just because of his pig brain..." Mr. Zhu shook his head and said, "A mediocre person who only knows how to do things, he writes a book, will anyone read it?!"
Hey hey~
Hearing that he was insulting himself again, the scholar was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
"With his qualifications, he can tell the truth, he is just a storyteller." Master Zhu continued, "It is better to find a land and grow crops properly.
Otherwise, working as a handyman, feeding pigs, growing vegetables, pouring swill, etc. is better than writing. Okay, farewell, farewell! "
"How can I survive after being humiliated like this!" Seeing him humiliating her in every possible way, Lu Xiucai wanted to rush forward and fight with him, but fortunately, everyone stopped him with all their strength.
"Xiucai, even if you beat him to death, will it help? You still can't wash away your shame." Xiang Nan advised, "In my opinion, you must either study hard and win the exam, or write your essay. Only in this way can Mr. Zhu Amazing.”…
"Big Mouth is right, you have to be tough to make iron." Bai Zhantang nodded, "If you want to convince Mr. Zhu, you have to show decent results."
"Yes, the more he looks down on you, the more you have to strive for success." Guo Furong also advised, "Think carefully and don't do stupid things."
After hearing this, Lu Xiucai returned to the backyard in silence.
…
Suddenly, the shopkeeper began to invite Xiucai, Lao Bai, and Xiao Guo to teach Xiao Bei. The scholar teaches chess, Lao Bai teaches flute playing, and Xiao Guo teaches writing.
After listening to Master Zhu's words yesterday, she believed that Xiao Bei was a talent that could be made, so she was ready to make great efforts to train her. Xiang Nan was lucky enough to escape because he only knew cooking and martial arts.
However, this trinity teaching method is obviously a bit eager to achieve success. After several days of training, Xiaobei not only failed to develop any hobbies or talents, but also became extremely resistant to them.
"I won't learn anymore, I won't learn anymore, I won't learn anything anymore." She lost her temper at Xiucai, Lao Bai, and Xiao Guo, and threw the inkstone, chess pieces, flutes, and writing brushes all over the room.
"Shopkeeper, we understand how you hope your child will succeed. But as the saying goes, you can't bite off more than you can chew." Xiang Nan advised, "You have to educate your children step by step. How can you expect to dig a well with a spade?"
"That's right, shopkeeper, interest is cultivated slowly. If you push Xiaobei like this, you are trying to encourage others. Not only will you not be able to cultivate talents, but you will also make Xiaobei tired of studying." Lu Xiucai also advised.
"Yes, it's like learning internal skills. If you ask her to learn three things at once, you won't be afraid of her going crazy." Xiao Guo also said.
"Everyone is right. Just listen to the voice of the grassroots. There is no benefit in being arbitrary." Bai Zhantang also advised.
Tong Xiangyu thought about it for a long time, and finally nodded, agreeing to consult Xiaobei's opinion on cultivating interests, and choose learning goals based on her interests.
In the end, Mo Xiaobei chose to study painting.
…
After a few days of thinking, the scholar decided to start writing about martial arts.
"No matter what other people say, I won't take it to heart anymore." Xiucai said, "I write because I want to write. I have a desire to talk about. I want to tell the stories that happen around me in another way. It is enough to record it in a certain way.”
"Then have you decided what to write?" Bai Zhantang asked curiously.
"Martial arts." Xiucai explained.
"Do you know what martial arts is?" Guo Furong asked with a smile.
"It's just the grudges of the world, the love and hatred of children!" the scholar said with a smile.
"Then do you know what Jianghu is?" Xiang Nan asked.
"Aren't you all from Jianghu? I can just ask you." Lu Xiucai said.
Bai Zhantang nodded, "Is there a question?"
"I haven't decided yet." Lu Xiucai shook his head.
"Then I will think of one for you, called "The Legend of the White-haired Devil"." Bai Zhantang said with a smile.
"I write about martial arts, not gods and monsters." Lu Xiucai objected.
"I have one, it's called "Bird Shooting Heroes", which tells the story of a silly boy with mediocre qualifications who, after many hardships, finally became a hero." Guo Furong suggested.
"Vulgar and stingy." Lu Xiucai objected again, "I want to write about the entire martial arts world."
"Then write "The Twelve Parts of Tian Long". A monk, a playboy, a hero, all fighting." Mo Xiaobei said again.
"I don't understand. You should think about the story clearly before you tell it." Lu Xiucai curled his lips and said.
"Then it's called "The Merciless Swordsman". It's about a big conspiracy to destroy the martial arts world." Tong Xiangyu also suggested.
"It's indeed bad, and it's false. I want to write about the real world. I have the final say in my world!" Lu Xiucai said sonorously, and then wrote four big characters on the paper - "Wulin Gaiden".
