Red Mansion Daiyu, the Rise of the Lin Family

"Master! Young Master Lin wants to see you!" These days, Lin Ruhai has been busy handing over his old job and has had little free time.

I have some free time today, so I plan to write a few words.

Spread out the paper, take the brush from the pen holder, and lightly dip it in ink a few times.

Then I heard the sound of a servant at the door, and then "click!" a drop of ink fell on the paper.

"Oh! A piece of paper wasted." Lin Ruhai frowned.

Pick up the paper, crumple it up and throw it into the trash can.

"Let him in!" Since accepting this so-called student.

The two have yet to meet while the student is sober.

The Prince of Nan'an let go of the guard's hand and walked into Lin Ruhai's study alone.

The study looks just like the person standing beside the table, elegant and refined.

The first few big words that catch your eye are “a vast sea of ​​literature”.

There are bookshelves on both sides, filled with books arranged in neat layers.

So many books? Can you finish reading them all? The Prince of Nan'an couldn't help but curl his lips.

He walked to the opposite side of Lin Ruhai, and the two looked at each other, and neither of them spoke first.

There seems to be a subtle confrontation.

After a pause, Lin Ruhai coughed, breaking the silence.

"Is your injury healed?"

The Prince of Nan'an raised his eyebrows and said, "It's still easy to break when you bow. Please forgive me for being rude, sir."

"No!" Lin Ruhai stretched out his hand to interrupt him, "I told your mother that we don't need to address each other as Mr. or student."

"I don't have anything to teach you?"

After hearing what he said, Prince Nannan suddenly felt lightened and relaxed.

Don't teach! That's great!

He wanted to find a seat to sit down, but after looking around, there was no suitable seat.

"Then what should I call you?" he asked Lin Ruhai.

Lin Ruhai's eyes were as deep as the abyss. "Write two words and let me see them."

After saying that, he took a step back, moved aside, and handed over the brush.

The Prince of Nan'an's eyes moved, and he thought to himself, "Can my back and shoulders support me to write two words?"

Should I refuse this?

But his body had already taken the brush very honestly, with a frown on his face.

What should I write? Two words? No more, no less?

He suddenly thought of something and wrote two words on the paper, "Haotian"

Lin Ruhai looked at the two words carefully. The sun was hanging in the sky, with two suns in the sky. The font was thin and implied killing.

Lin Ruhai felt like his temples were throbbing.

He folded the two characters, put them aside, and then wrote again in the most standard and rounded official script, "Mount the horse to fight the mad Hu, dismount the horse to write military orders."

He put down his pen and blew away the wet ink on the paper.

"I can't teach you knowledge, nor can I teach you how to make decisions. If you are willing to call me sir, then learn to write from me!"

"I can only teach you the official style of calligraphy for examinations. It is upright and respectful, with straight lines and graceful manner."

"If you don't want to learn, you can do whatever you want in these five years as long as you don't bring disaster to the Lin family."

Later, Lin Ruhai seemed to feel that the tone was too stiff and paused.

"If you are still willing to learn something, when we get to Yangzhou, I will hire a teacher to teach my child. If you are willing, you can come with me."

"I have a copybook of calligraphy here, you can take it." After saying that, Lin Ruhai turned around, took the copybook and put it on the corner of the table.

The Prince of Nannan was speechless. The freedom he had longed for countless times was now within his reach.

Lin Ruhai’s meaning is very clear, you can play as much as you want, but if you want to learn, follow the enlightenment of a three-year-old child.

Isn't this disgusting? Do you think highly of me?

No matter what he said, he was a prince before and worked hard from midnight to dawn.

"Oh, right! You're here just in time. I was just about to inform you that you will set off for Yangzhou in seven days!" Lin Ruhai thought of another thing and reminded the Prince of Nan'an.

"What? Sir, isn't it the 15th?"

The word "sir" made Lin Ruhai shudder.

How can this be called smooth? Lin Ruhai glanced at the disciple who had signed the name.

"Things have changed! You have things to do now!"

After saying these words, Lin Ruhai was too lazy to explain, so he picked up the pen and wrote, ignoring him.

It means to send him away.

The Prince of Nan'an realized that he had become a thorn in the eyes of Lord Lin, who didn't want to even look at him.

Hi! Originally, I didn't want to show my face in front of you.

Now I know you hate seeing me, sorry!

I just like to see people unhappy. I feel very happy when others are unhappy.

So I will come here every day from now on! Being tactless is my label.

He suddenly squeezed out a word of understanding,

"Sir! Can you tell me the reason? I am willing to share your worries!"

How come we can’t tell the height of the eyebrows and eyes?

"No need! Just take care of yourself." Lin Ruhai thought to himself, there is no need to tell you about the court's affairs.

You just take care of the playing.

When the Prince of Nan'an saw that he really had nothing to say, he prepared to leave.

Took two steps outside.

Lin Ruhai listened to the footsteps of leaving and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Who knew that after a few steps, the footsteps came back again.

"Sir! I forgot to take the calligraphy copybook. Do you have a military book? I'd like to borrow it and take a look."

After saying this, Prince Nan'an took the calligraphy from the corner of the table and asked respectfully.

Lin Ruhai felt uncomfortable and took a book from the bookshelf, "The Art of War" and handed it to him.

Then he looked at him and said, "Do you have anything else to say? Just say it all at once!"

"Don't go halfway and come back later!"

This time, the Prince of Nan'an did not say anything. Instead, he walked to the table, rolled up the ten words written by Lin Ruhai, and took them in his hand.

"Sir! Let me study these words carefully."

After saying that, he left.

This time I really left.

Lin Ruhai suddenly felt that his wife must have had a hard time and must have been very worried these days.

This is a severely rebellious child.

Thinking of this, Lin Ruhai called the servant who served pens and ink to come and tidy up the study.

He wanted to discuss with his wife about packing as soon as possible.

Departure in seven days.

……

The Prince of Nan'an came out of Lin Ruhai's study with a cynical expression on his face.

What kind of husband did my mother find? What are her criteria for selecting a husband?

I thought she specially selected the top three candidates so that I could learn more knowledge and principles, right?

Old scholar? Humph! I didn’t expect that! Life is full of surprises!

I also like teachers who don’t teach students!

When he reached his door, he saw Wei Wu standing there.

"Wei Wu, pack your things tomorrow and leave for Yangzhou in seven days!"

Wei Wu responded and thought, "What do we have to pack? Some of the boxes and cages are still unpacked."

"Why is it that this young master is in a better mood after visiting Master Lin?"

"What kind of magic potion did Master Lin give him?"

Wei Wu was wondering when he heard the Prince of Nan'an calling him, "Wei Wu, come over and take a look at this calligraphy."

"Words! Do I understand words? Are there any of us who understand words?" Wei Wu complained in his heart as he walked in and looked at the words that the young master had opened.

"How does it feel?" asked the young master.

"I do know the characters, but the way they are written looks a bit weird!" Wei Wu answered uncertainly, because he had also seen these characters in the palace.

But that was a style of flying dragons and phoenixes, while this one is written stroke by stroke.

"You are a talented kid!"