After Liu Bei finished writing, he first went to Gongsun Zan's desk to get the wooden slip, turned around and took Liu Xiu's slip, glanced, his eyes lit up, and then laughed again: "Brother, when will I practice calligraphy well?"

"It's written nonsense." Liu Xiu laughed and said to him: "You're going to have dinner soon? I've been driving all day long, and I'm a little hungry."

After hearing this, Gongsun Zan also looked over and frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he met Liu Bei's eyes and swallowed the words back. Liu Xiu's calligraphy was beautiful, but he made a mistake. Although regular script, running script and cursive script appeared in the Han Dynasty, these were called common scripts, and there was no problem in writing letters, but when writing formal documents, they had to use official scripts, that is, official script. They wrote for their own words, which was the first impression they gave to the gentleman. Of course, official script should be used to show solemnity. Liu Xiu's use of common scripts is disrespectful from a certain perspective, and even if he wrote them well, it was wrong. This is the same as the exams in later generations. Can you write cursive scripts on them? Even if you are the saint of cursive scripts, you will end up being bad.

Gongsun Zan originally wanted to remind Liu Xiu, but when he thought that Liu Bei didn't remind him, he didn't meddle in other people's business, and he didn't want to be blamed by Liu Xiu in the future, so he pretended not to see it and sat back.

Liu Bei went out with three wooden slips, feeling a little hesitant. He wanted to take the opportunity to see Liu Xiu's jokes to vent his unhappiness accumulated over the past two days. But now with Gongsun Zan on his side, isn't it a bit inappropriate to do this? He was impulsive just now, and he stopped Gongsun Zan with his eyes. Now he felt that dealing with Liu Xiu was a bit too much, but when he went back to remind Liu Xiu, it seemed that it was not appropriate.

Liu Bei was in a dilemma. After thinking for a while, he still left with a slight stammer. When he was holding the wooden slip, in order not to see the flaws, he deliberately put Liu Xiu's proclamation in the middle and retreated. He went to the place where he was eating and rubbed outside for a long time before returning to the house. Gongsun Zan was lying on the bed, closing his eyes, not knowing whether he fell asleep or was sleeping because he had nothing to say to Liu Xiu. Liu Xiu was flipping through the books he brought. Hearing his footsteps, Liu Xiu looked up and said casually: "It's back."

"Yes." Liu Bei responded, and said with a guilty smile: "Are you reading a book?"

"Hehe, it's better to prepare for it temporarily than not. If the teacher gets into the school, he might be able to win one or two of them." Liu Xiu laughed and put down the book in his hand. He had no simplified books at home. Liu Bei brought several volumes of books, including two of which are "Learning and Purpose" in "The Analects of Confucius", and one volume is the full text of "The Book of Filial Piety", with many marks on it, and the ink is relatively new, and it seems that it was just written recently.

Liu Xiu smiled while looking, "Xuande, I have put in a lot of effort recently."

Liu Bei smiled awkwardly. He wanted to take it back, but he couldn't reach out, so he had to um a few times and slump on the bed to rest. He thought about the confession he had just sent it up, and always felt a little uneasy. He hoped that someone would come earlier so that Liu Xiu would be embarrassed, but he was afraid that someone would come, so that Liu Xiu would find that he was useless. Listening to the footsteps that sounded from time to time outside, his heart felt tighter and more relaxed.

Liu Xiu looked at it for a moment and saw that Liu Bei's notes were nothing new, so he wanted to ask if he had anything else. When he looked at Liu Bei's face turned pale, he couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Xuande, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Bei was panicked and said quickly: "It's nothing. Maybe he has been walking for a day and is a little tired. I'll have to rest for a while."

"Oh." Liu Xiu saw his eyes dodging, and a slight doubt rose in his heart, but he didn't expect it to be a confession. He wanted to ask, but when he saw Liu Bei turn over and look inward, he clearly didn't want to say it, so he had to swallow the words back.

It was not long before someone came to greet him for dinner. Liu Xiu called Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei, and the three of them went to the canteen to have a meal together. The canteen was a room next to the kitchen, with more than a dozen long cases. Most of the people who came first were already familiar with each other. While eating, they were talking softly. Seeing Liu Xiu and the other two came in, there were no surprises. But a few people came to say hello. Gongsun Zan ignored him, but Liu Bei was very enthusiastic when he talked to them. Liu Xiu listened with a smile and did not talk much.

While eating, the young man who had arranged for everyone to check in came in and glanced around. The few people who were originally joking and joking immediately stopped and lowered their heads to eat without saying a word. The atmosphere in the canteen suddenly became serious.

The young man asked, "Who is Liu Deran from Zhuo County?"

Liu Xiu was very surprised. He was stunned for a moment and was about to ask Liu Bei who this was, but Liu Bei lowered his head and ate without saying a word. He had to stand up and bow and said, "I am."

The young man looked at him and said expressionlessly: "You come out."

"Here." Liu Xiu did not dare to be negligent, so he hurriedly left the seat, strode to the door, put on his shoes, and said politely to the young man with a surprised face: "What advice do you have?"

"Let's talk aside." The young man looked at him, his eyebrows trembled for a moment, as if he wanted to laugh but didn't laugh, so he had to turn around and leave. Liu Xiu didn't understand the meaning, so he had to follow closely behind.

A burst of laughter suddenly broke out in the canteen, and someone laughed and said, "Where did you come from the rash ghost? I was dragged to criticize me on the first day?"

"It looks very good, probably I just arrived today." Another voice replied.

"I was criticized as soon as I came here, and this guy has a really bad luck."

A joking voice said, "It may be because of good knowledge. The teacher wants to take the exam in person and go directly to the school."

Gongsun Zan glanced at Liu Bei with a deep meaning, and Liu Bei lowered his head with a red face.

Liu Xiu followed the young man to the other side of the corridor and stood there, but he could hear the sound in the canteen clearly. He was a little puzzled. He didn't do anything wrong, why was he called out by this little gentleman on the first day? The young man who sent the wooden slip seemed to have said that this little gentleman was Lu Min, the eldest son of Lu Zhi. Could it be that Lu Zhi was very satisfied with his calligraphy?

It's gold that always shines, but it's too fast. Liu Xiu thought proudly, a smile appeared on his face, but the smile just now came out, and was interrupted by Lu Min's words.

Lu Min took out the wooden slip written by Liu Xiu and handed it to Liu Xiu: "Is this yours?"

"Yes." Liu Xiu glanced at it, nodded immediately, and then looked very modest.

"Take it and rewrite it in official script." Lu Min said lightly: "You have no objection, do you?"

Liu Xiu was stunned. Although Lu Min sounded like he was asking what he meant, he was a little chilling in his voice. He looked at the wooden slip in his hand and asked nervously: "Sir, is it that I wrote it wrong?"

Lu Min glanced at him and saw that he looked sincere and didn't seem to be fake. He hesitated for a moment and said, "It's not wrong, but it's just that you wrote this vulgar book, and it's a bit inappropriate. You should rewrite it in official script. You... can't you say anything to your father, right?"

This time, Liu Xiu heard it and shook his head and said, "How dare you? Mr. is a role model in my mind. How dare I be disrespectful to Mr. I really don't know that this is a common book. Mr. Let me take the lead. I will go back and rewrite it immediately and then send it to Mr.."
Chapter completed!