The next night, after dinner, Zhou Jiyuan sat at his desk, worried.
After reading for two days, he had a rough idea of the principles, but when asked to write an article, he didn't know where to start. He felt that no matter where he started, it would be wrong.
Zhou Jiyuan sat on the chair, frowning and looking sad: "Sister Xu, I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I still can't figure out where to start writing this article."
"Mr. Li is just giving me a difficult problem, not even telling me where to start, and just letting me keep trying?"
Xu Miao: "Isn't it wrong to hold it in? You'll get the hang of it after a few times."
"Humph, Sister Xu is in cahoots with the gentleman, she wants to make fun of me!"
Seeing Zhou Jiyuan was really anxious, Xu Miao patiently explained to him, "Ayuan, just write boldly. Write whatever comes to your mind. It doesn't matter if you write something wrong."
"Everyone has their first time. Look at those little birds that are just learning to fly. Don't they take off with trepidation before they can adjust their posture and fly faster and higher?"
"Yuan, just pretend you're a little bird. Practice taking off first, then adjust your posture. Isn't this called the unity of knowledge and action in the book?"
"Just start writing, no matter if it's good or not."
Zhou Jiyuan was also obedient. The key was that he didn't want to embarrass himself. He sat at the desk, flipping through a book and writing a few sentences. It was late at night before he finished writing the article about the story.
It’s embarrassing, but it’s done anyway.
The next morning, Mr. Li took Zhou Jiyuan's article and read it carefully.
Zhou Jiyuan stammered again as he told Mr. Li and Xu Miao about the article he had written.
Zhou Jiyuan...how embarrassing! What did he write? I even feel like the writing is incoherent. It's a waste of time reading all those sage books.
Mr. Li spent the whole morning explaining the problems in Zhou Jiyuan's article to him, citing classics and compiling a long list of words for Zhou Jiyuan to memorize.
Tell Zhou Jiyuan to rewrite the article and memorize the long passage of words.
Two days later, he came back to continue the story and then left in a carefree manner.
This time Zhou Jiyuan did not scold Mr. Li for cheating him. He felt that everything the teacher said was right. And the words that needed to be memorized were giving him a headache just looking at them.
No matter who is his teacher, he cannot escape the fate of endorsement.
After several consecutive times, Zhou Jiyuan's writing skills improved significantly.
He also found this way of learning very interesting, and he could understand and take in the principles that the teacher explained to him.
That day, Zhou Jiyuan came to the teahouse again to find his old friend to listen to the storyteller's story.
Zhou Jiyuan has two afternoons to rest every week, and Mr. Li doesn't push Zhou Jiyuan to death.
Miss Xu was right. The Duke did not expect Zhou Jiyuan to become the top scorer in the imperial examination. It would be good enough if he could learn some principles and understand how to behave and do things.
As for the top scholar, Mr. Li hasn't passed the exam himself, so of course he doesn't expect to teach one.
When the storyteller saw his sponsor, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, sitting in the audience again, he was so excited that tears filled his eyes and he missed him so much.
Zhou Jiyuan and the old man cheered in the audience while he told him nonsense: "My friend, this story is all a lie, it's just a joke. There are no goblins in the world."
The old man applauded enthusiastically and replied to Zhou Jiyuan with a smile: "My friend, you are right. Of course there are no monsters. Only a fool would take the plot of the story seriously."
Zhou Jiyuan...You say I'm a fool?
"You know you're lying, but you still yell so loudly and come here every day. Don't you feel ashamed?"
"It's not shameful. I shout and I'm happy."
Zhou Jiyuan: "Just for happiness!"
"Of course. If I'm not happy, why would I scream so loudly? It's really tiring for my voice. I'm just paying for my happiness. Don't you think that's wrong, little friend?"
Mr. Li pointed at the people sitting around him listening to the story: "They all know it's a lie, just a joke to make people laugh, but they still enjoy listening. They listen for fun."
"Most people in this world are miserable, and there aren't many things that can make them happy. My friend, if you come across people and things that make you happy in the future, you might as well do more of them."
"Otherwise, life would be so boring just soaking in misery all day long. Being able to make yourself happy is a skill."
"Do you think what I said makes sense?"
Zhou Jiyuan thought about it and realized that this made sense. It seemed that everyone had a lot of troubles and no one could be happy every day.
After figuring this out, Zhou Jiyuan and the old man shouted even more happily.
Being able to be happy and joyful is so rare!
The storyteller on the stage saw that his sponsor had become the best in the audience, so he performed even harder.
In the end, Zhou Jiyuan rewarded the storyteller with two gold beans. He felt that the money was well spent and that anyone who could make him happy was a good person.
The storyteller was so happy that he wanted to hug Zhou Jiyuan and take a bite of him... I was also very happy.
Xu Miao also suggested to his wife that she arrange a martial arts master for Zhou Jiyuan to help him strengthen his body.
When the lady thought about the fact that Zhou Jiyuan almost died of illness before, she felt that this martial arts master was much more important than the literary master, and her son's health was more important than anything else.
After the couple discussed it, Zhou Chenli also thought that this was feasible.
So, Commander Ye, the commander of the guards of Duke Dingguo's Mansion, became Zhou Jiyuan's martial arts master.
From then on, Zhou Jiyuan started to get up earlier than the chickens.
Every morning at dawn, Xu Miao would pull him out of bed and take him out for a run. After coming back from running, he would follow Commander Ye in horse stance and practice boxing and kicking.
Not only did Zhou Jiyuan practice by himself, but Xu Miao also practiced with him.
On the first day of martial arts training, Zhou Jiyuan was pinned to the ground and beaten up by Xu Miao.
Although Zhou Jiyuan is a boy, Xu Miao has the advantage of height.
When Xu Miao first told Zhou Jiyuan that she wanted to fight with him, Zhou Jiyuan thought that Sister Xu was joking with him.
Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the martial arts training ground, he was thrown to the ground by Xu Miao as soon as he entered the competition.
Zhou Jiyuan was stunned by this sudden fall. Sister Xu is serious!
His butt hurt so much from the fall.
Zhou Jiyuan stood up howling and rushed forward to wrestle with Xu Miao regardless of anything.
Commander Ye stood aside, teacup in hand, watching the excitement. These two were like two shrews fighting, completely unruly. Whoever had the more strength got the upper hand.
In the end, Xu Miao and Zhou Jiyuan, both with disheveled hair, were lying on the ground, exhausted and unable to move.
Commander Ye walked over and looked at the two people lying on the ground in a mess. He smiled and said, "With the two of you like this, if you go to the battlefield, I don't know how many times you will die."
"If you want to survive, follow me and practice hard."
Zhou Jiyuan: "Uncle Ye, I don't want to go to the battlefield. I want to die now."
Xu Miao: "I don't want to go to the battlefield, but I want to protect myself. If I meet a bad guy one day, I can deal with him myself."
From then on, Xu Miao fought with Zhou Jiyuan every three days. Xu Miao never cheated and beat Zhou Jiyuan with real fighting.
It’s better to beat his younger brother as soon as possible while Zhou Jiyuan is still a child.
Zhou Chenli knew that Zhou Jiyuan had been beaten up by Xu Miao in the martial arts training ground. He pouted and cursed, "You idiot! You got beaten up by a woman! You deserve it."
Zhou Chenli also saw that Xu Miao was really doing this for Zhou Jiyuan's own good, so this was nothing, as he didn't kill him.
Besides, what’s the point of a boy living if he can’t even fight?
Zhou Jiyuan used to be too pretentious because of what his wife had taken care of him. Now he acts like a boy.
Not to mention the wife. When she heard her son was beaten, she kept shouting, "Good job! Tell Xu Miao to use more force! That brat is making me so angry."
From then on, Xu Miao became Zhou Jiyuan's imaginary enemy, and every day he thought about knocking Xu Miao to the ground to avenge his previous humiliation.
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