My old attack is the snake king

Bai Qingheng is a patient and gentle person, if his handwriting is ugly, he should not be looked down upon.

Jiang Chu cheered himself up in his heart, plucked up the courage to write his name on the paper, after finishing writing, he put down the pen and lowered his head to wait for the teacher's comment. He kept jumping, for fear that the teacher would stop teaching him in a fit of anger.

Bai Qingheng frowned looking at the words on the paper, just like what Jiang Chu said, crooked, crooked, crawling like a crab.

"Didn't you have a teacher teach you how to write when you were young?" His tone was light, but Jiang Chu could hear his unbelievable meaning.

Maybe Bai Qingheng didn't expect that his handwriting could be so bad.

Jiang Chu stood aside and lowered his head. The weather in September was already chilly. The wind blew across his cheeks, but he still felt his face was hot. "There are very few teachers in Tanzhou. My father found a teacher for me before. I'm pissed off."

Bai Qingheng sat on the wooden bench, took Jiang Chu's writing paper, read it over and over again, and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you angry with Teacher?"

When Jiang Chu was eight years old, Jiang Qiucheng finally hired an older teacher. He felt fresh at first, but then the daily study deprived him of the right to hang out with his friends, and he learned to read and write every day.At that time, Jiang Chu was quite honest and dared not say anything.

One day, he mispronounced the words taught by the teacher, and the teacher reprimanded him angrily, which made the little Jiang Chu unbearable, and it had been a long time since he had gone out to play with his friends, so Xiao Jiang Chu thought of a way, He complained to the prefect father at the time that the teacher beat him up and cried miserably, just like the teacher had done heinous things.Seeing that Jiang Chu was crying so badly, Wen Lan also started to cry.

Jiang Qiucheng looked at the two crying miserably, determined to find a good teacher for Jiang Chu again.Angrily, he gave the teacher a few months of teaching money and let him leave.Later, the teacher told other colleagues what happened in Jiang's mansion, and once told ten, ten told hundreds, and no teacher was willing to teach Jiang Chu anymore.

At that time Jiang Qiucheng was in the magistrate's yamen all day long and had no time to take care of Jiang Chu's studies, only Wen Lan could teach Jiang Chu.At that time, Jiang Chu already knew most of the characters. Wen Lan taught him some more characters, and also showed him the Four Books and Five Classics. Jiang Chu felt sleepy as soon as he touched those books, and then he started arguing, saying that he would not learn any more. .Wen Lan is also helpless, until today.

"Teacher, I also know that I did something wrong at that time, but I just don't want to go to school!" Jiang Chu was very annoyed at what he had done before. The teacher lied.

Jiang Chu's answer obviously did not satisfy Bai Qingheng, "Then do you know that the children of officials in the capital also go to school at a very young age?"

He thought about it, if his father was still an official, he would have gone to school very early.

"Then if I go to school in the capital, we won't know each other, teacher."

Bai Qingheng put the paper on the table and looked at Jiang Chu for a moment, as if he wanted to see through him, Jiang Chu lowered his head in even more embarrassment, praying in his heart that the teacher would spare him, after waiting for a long time, Bai Qingheng called him Come and learn to write.

Jiang Chu raised his head like an amnesty, took the pen and paper on the table and waited for the teacher's instruction.

In his eyes, Bai Qingheng is very powerful, young but educated, not inferior to that teacher back then.The handwriting is also very beautiful. I like to copy his copybook very much. Although my handwriting is crooked and incoherent like ants crawling after taking the copybook, learning with an open mind is a kind of progress.

For Jiang Chu's changes, Bai Qingheng never hesitated to praise him, and Jiang Chu liked to learn from him even more.

At night, Jiang Qiucheng, who hadn't seen him for a long time, began to check Jiang Chu's study results these days.

Jiang Chu honestly took the papers he had written and the pictures he had drawn, and handed them to him one by one. Jiang Qiucheng flipped through them one by one, nodding from time to time.

"Did you bully your teacher these days?" The child was a showman when he was a child, and he blamed himself for not knowing the truth and driving the teacher away.

Jiang Chu sat quietly on the chair and shook his head like a rattle, "How could it be, Dad, I respect the teacher very much, and the teacher likes me very much."

He also taught him to draw and practice calligraphy.

Jiang Qiucheng didn't look like he was lying, and there was a hint of threat in his tone, "That's good, if you make the teacher go away again, this time I will go to the yamen with me and let others teach you."

Jiang Chu stood up, straightened his chest and made a promise, "Father, I won't." How could he drive the teacher away?

Jiang Qiucheng ordered a few more words, which probably meant that he was going to work in the county below these days, so that Jiang Chu should listen to his mother and teacher carefully.

He agreed.

On the first day Jiang Qiucheng went to the county seat, it started to rain heavily early in the morning. Jiang Chu went to his mother's room to inquire, but his mother hadn't woken up yet, and heard from his mother through the door that Jiang Qiucheng set out last night and had arrived long ago. , Jiang Chu felt relieved.

They were teaching in Jiang Chu's room that day.

The rain outside the window hit the ground, it was already soaked, the wind blew the rain into the window, Jiang Chu shivered, and then closed the window.

Sitting at his desk with a blank sheet of paper on it, Bai Qingheng asked him to write down what he wanted to do in the future.

What he wants to do in the future, in fact, he has no goal. Since he was a child, the emperor drove his family to the poorest state capital, under the pretense of letting his father take charge of it. Cases are not uncommon. At that time, when he was young, he always wanted to share his father's worries, but his mother told him not to be an official, but to be a commoner for a lifetime, which is very good.

Later, after living here for a long time, I found that this is actually very good, and I will live like this for the rest of my life.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the teacher in front of him. He was practicing calligraphy, and the heavy rain outside the window did not affect him.

After Jiang Chu wrote down on the paper what he wanted to do in the future, he stood up and handed him over to Bai Qingheng.

"Teacher, I'm done."

Bai Qingheng put the pen away, took Jiang Chu's homework, and read it over.

In fact, his purpose was to take a look at the results of Jiang Chu's recent calligraphy practice, and of course he also had some selfish motives.

After reading it, Bai Qingheng didn't show any abnormality on his face, instead, he read his words for a long time.

"I have written very well recently, and I will continue to work hard."

The icy and cold voice praised him again, Jiang Chu had joy on his face, and said proudly, "This is all well taught by the teacher."

"Ah."

The writing has improved, but what about the content?

"Will the teacher look down on me?" After all, what he wrote was 'carefree, happy, and free for a lifetime'.

"Everyone has his own aspirations, and I won't look down on you. Of course, I also hope that your life will be like this." Bai Qingheng replied lightly, and put his paper beside the table.

"Thank you teacher." Jiang Chu breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were full of joy, his teacher is so understanding, he must be a fairy teacher!

"Teacher, what do you want to do in the future?" Jiang Chu approached him and asked, then patted himself on the head, "Look at my memory, the teacher wants to take the imperial examination, and then become the number one scholar!"