The second year of Xingning in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival. Tianlai Novel. |2

Shanyin, Kuaiji.

Wang Family.

Wang Ningzhi opened his eyes and looked at the slightly unfamiliar bed. After a moment, he remembered the ridiculousness of last night. He couldn't help but shake his head. Looking around him, Huan'er had already gotten up and his clothes were neatly placed on the head of the bed.

"What a diligent little girl." Wang Ningzhi smiled, moved his body and was about to sit up when the door was pushed open, and then the pretty little maid Huan'er walked in.

"Mr., are you going to get up?" Huan'er hurriedly walked over, helped Wang Ningzhi get up, dressed him, then served him to wash up, and walked to the yard outside.

"Where is my wife and Tongyun?" Wang Ningzhi looked around but couldn't see the two girls.

Huan'er hurriedly replied: "The noble daughter of the 6th family followed her father back to the 6th house. On the way, she passed by our place and came in to visit. The two young ladies were called to the eldest ladies and received them... Will the husband also want to go there?"

"That noble lady of the 6th clan is probably the one who proposed marriage to Sanlang. There is no hurry. Whether this matter is successful or not is still up to the two families, so I can't get over it. Have breakfast first. After breakfast, I'll go to school to check it out."

Huan'er shook her head: "I'm sorry, those guys, I still have to learn during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Wang Ningzhi pulled the little maid over and kissed her, then pointed her little head: "Women's opinion... Today is not a study, it is clearly the family's half-year study results. If they have good grades, they will be rewarded. You should not know that the moon-watching event tonight. If you have poor grades, you can only stay at home. If you have good grades, you can go out with your elders."

"Moon-watching Party?" Huan'er's eyes lit up. Thinking of the Spring Festival Gala, there were gatherings and gatherings of famous scholars, he immediately felt yearning, and his eyes looked at Wang Ningzhi with a hint of expectation.

Wang Ningzhi beat her again: "Don't be cute, I won't take you there."

Huan'er immediately began to serve him diligently.

...

After dinner, it was getting late, so he went to the family school without delaying it.

In the past, what should have been heard were the sound of reading or the sound of the teacher who was teaching... Most of these gentlemen learned from Wang Ningzhi, and unknowingly confused the lectures with speeches.

However, Wang Ningzhi did not correct it. At this time, the students were just cultivating their three views. Most of these teachers had the integrity of their three views. In addition, most of the famous Wang scholars, there is no need to worry about this. As for whether to learn or not, it depends on the students themselves.

Walking past, it has begun inside.

Wang Xizhi, Wang Xian, and Wang Suzhi are all inside. It is obvious that the people from the 6 clan have been sent away. They keep walking over and watching behind the students, nodding or shaking their heads from time to time, which puts pressure on the students.

This is a test of calligraphy and poetry skills. It is fair to get a similar score between the age and what you have learned from before and after the paper is submitted, the calligraphy level, poetry level.

When Wang Xizhi saw Wang Ningzhi coming in, he waved at him. Wang Ningzhi walked over: "Father, sir, Silang."

Although Wang Xian was a guest house, his whole family was here, and he had been here for the Mid-Autumn Festival. He taught him when Wang Ningzhi was still studying at home, so it was not an exaggeration to call him Mr.

"Only three of us are there, Silang will have two years to win the championship." Wang Xizhi sighed a little, perhaps thinking of Wang Xuanzhi.

"Where is Sanlang? Could it be that he is still with the noble daughter of the 6th clan?" Wang Ningzhi smiled, and seeing that Wang Xizhi and Wang Suzhi had also smiled, and then he confirmed, "In this way, the noble daughter of the 6th clan has left first, so he left his daughter here?"

"The third brother is also very worried, but the noble girl of the 6th clan chases her tightly, and it seems that she has fallen in love with her third brother." Wang Suzhi spread his hands, "Third brother is too. If a girl likes me and has good looks, I will not refuse."

Wang Xian sighed: "Silang is really a romantic young man."

"He just said that if he really fell on Silang's head, he would probably not be much better than Sanlang." Wang Xizhi could see clearly and hit the nail on the head.

Wang Suzhi suddenly became embarrassed. After all, he was a young man, even if he was a Japanese man, and he would become a celebrity in the future and linger among his beautiful singers and concubines. Now, he is no match for old-fashioned guys like Wang Xizhi.

As the conversation was held, Wang Ningzhi suddenly realized that his father was also romantic and could not lack beautiful maids wherever he went. He just had never taken a concubine and was very affectionate with his mother on weekdays.

Tsk... No wonder I brought Zhang Tongyun back and didn't see her parents for blame.

So he said, "Sanlang is just a bit disgusting, but if the noble 6th clans are really good at both appearances, the woman will be chasing the man and the layer of yarn will probably be close at this time."

As he was talking here, Qilang Wang Xianzhi had already stood up, which meant that he was done.

The four of them stopped talking at once and walked over to watch.

Since there was no Internet disturbance, Wang Ningzhi has had many more memories, or the hidden memories of the past have gone out of his mind again. Most of them are about this era. For example, the one who became the "Two Kings" with his saint of calligraphy, Wang Xizhi, was not himself, but the Xiaoqilang and Wang Xianzhi in front of him.

He has grown up and Wang Xianzhi is already eleven or twelve years old. Perhaps allusions such as "being troweled in brushes" and "eighteen-mouthed jars" have passed, otherwise the current calligraphy would not have appeared.

The phoenix dances in the elixir of the elixir, and the clear spring and dragon leaps. The precision and ingenuity come from the mind.

Only eleven or twelve years old, his calligraphy skills are no less than himself. Wang Ningzhi thought about it and finally decided in his heart: he is much higher than himself now.

Now his calligraphy is completed by muscle memory, which is much worse than the original Wang Ningzhi. In addition, he does not practice calligraphy frequently, and gradually becomes abandoned... So he skipped the words and looked at the poems and essays. It was probably written about Mid-Autumn Festival, which was indeed good. Being able to be the first to do it in a hurry has already shown Wang Xianzhi's level.

Wang Ningzhi nodded to his father, and then secretly gestured to Wang Xianzhi.

Wang Xianzhi smiled modestly. Although he didn't know what the thumb meant, it was obviously Wang Ningzhi's praise. Wang Ningzhi is now a well-known alternative scholar, and he was very happy to be praised.

"Yes, if you combine it,... it's medium to high." Wang Xizhi and the other two discussed and achieved results, which were not very high, and they had a mentality of pride.

After evaluating Wang Xianzhi's works, people kept making them again, and Wang Ningzhi and his three men began to comment in turn.

The time was quite fast, and only half an hour had passed after reviewing it.

These are all basic skills. As a child of the Wang family, even if you can't get high scores, it's still okay to pass them all.

"Enter the next door..." Wang Ningzhi was about to announce, but his voice came to an abrupt end when he saw several beautiful figures outside the window.

He, Xie Daoyun, Zhang Tongyun... Yu Nanzi, why did he come too?
Chapter completed!