"Zhang Xun gave it to me. I promised to give him one after I made the pen."

"Oh!" Luo put the small dustpan aside and looked at Luo Xin with curiosity as Luo Qing.

Luo Xin imitated the tip of the goose feather in his previous life and used his mother's scissors to cut out a slightly concave inclined surface. The tip of the tip was kept a few millimeters, and carefully split it in the middle. Then a quill was made.

Luo Xin took out the inkstone from the bookcase, dripped water and ground ink, and then wrote on a piece of paper with a quill dipped in ink.

"You can really write words!"

Although Luo Qing was illiterate, she couldn't help but exclaim when she saw that she could really write something. Luo Family, who was standing beside her, also opened her eyes wide and looked surprised. She stretched out her hand to touch Luo Qing's head, and pride appeared on her face:

"My son is so awesome!"

"Let me try!" Luo Qing stretched out his hand curiously.

"Bang!" Luo family slapped Luo Qing in the hand: "Don't mess with thick hands and feet."

"Oh!" Luo Qing retracted his hand guiltily.

Luo Xin stuffed the quill into Luo Qing's hand and said, "It's okay, brother, please give it a try."

Luo Qing awkwardly took the quill and scratched the paper twice, then placed the quill and said:

"It's too thin, and I don't have the energy to hold the big gun and the shut-off knife."

Luo Xin was stunned, and then couldn't help laughing. Luo also slapped Luo Qing in the face with laughter. Luo Qing grabbed his head embarrassedly and muttered in a low voice:

"That's it!"

"Okay, don't bother your brother!" Luo said to Luo Qing angrily.

Luo Qing ran to the yard to practice his knife again, and Luo also went to work on her housework. Luo Xin picked up the second goose feather and started making a quill. Soon, five quills were finished. Luo Xin put four quills into the bookcase, leaving a quill on the table, and closed his eyes and thought.

There are many articles and poems in his memory. If he simply talks about the essence of the book, each dynasty has its own unique features. However, as a time traveler, he will not give up his own advantages. Although he was also a senior history professor in his previous life, he was not so arrogant that he felt that he surpassed his predecessors and sages of all dynasties.

Tang poetry, Song poetry, Song lyrics, Yuan lyrics, Ming and Qing novels, this sentence tells future generations that every dynasty has an insurmountable side. For example, Tang poetry is at its peak in its aspect of poetry. It does not mean that no poem in the later dynasty could not reach the realm of Tang poetry. Perhaps a certain dynasty had reached the realm of Tang poetry, but the overall level of poetry in that era in which he existed could not be compared with that of Tang poetry. Therefore, although Luo Xin once lived in an era of information explosion and was an expert in studying ancient literature, he also had a clear understanding that he was much worse than these ancient people, because they lived in this cultural environment and were not influenced all the time, completely different from his previous life. It can be said that his life in his previous life was somewhat incompatible with that era because of his love for history and ancient literature.

So based on his ancient literature, he doubted that he could compare with the scholars of this period. Maybe he might not be worse than any scholar in this era for decades, but he didn't want to waste time. In fact, his ancient literature is not low, but in order to ensure that he can make a name for himself, he didn't mind borrowing the works of ancient sages at some point. This is the welfare of time travelers, and there is no psychological barrier to use it. So he divided ancient works into two categories. One category was before the Ming Dynasty and the other category was after the Ming Dynasty.

Before this era, we were prepared to study and learn about the new things. After this era, we were prepared to borrow. Therefore, Luo Xin was planning to copy the things after this era, so that the memory would be blurred after the era.

He opened his eyes and began to write down the articles and poems from this era and later in his memory in his previous life. With a quill, he wrote very fast and his handwriting was very small. There was no class in the afternoon in the school. One afternoon he had already written a thick stack of paper. It was not until his mother called him to have a meal that he put down the quill, rubbed his sore right arm, and his eyes fell on the quill, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Judging from the loss of the quill, a quill was probably enough for him to use for three months.

After dinner, Luo Xin kept his mother ordered a large wooden box. When Luo heard that Luo Xin wanted to use a large wooden box to store the manuscript, he rushed into the house and poured out a large wooden box for him. There was a lock on the box, Luo Xin solemnly handed the lock and key to Luo Xin.

Luo Xin put the manuscript into the box and locked the box. The muscles in his right arm were still a little stiff. At this time, Luo Xin remembered that he was only eight years old and his body had not grown up. If he continued like this, he would hurt his body. He walked outside the house, picked up the wooden knife and started practicing. After practicing the thirty-six knife, he heard the elder brother's applause.

"Brother, you have practiced your sword too well, please give me some advice."

"good!"

Luo Xin gave me some serious advice about his elder brother and watched his elder brother playing with the sword excitedly, Luo Xin fell into deep thought.

In the future, he will take the path of a civil servant, and it will be somewhat unsuitable to practice Guandao again. Not to mention that even such long weapons, even ordinary fists and feet will be ridiculed and rude by literati. Of course, he does not want to be excluded by literati groups. There will be no good results in being independent in any world. Even if you want to change this era, you must first start with integration.

However, he did not want to be a weak scholar. He knew from later generations that he was a good body. Thinking of this, he complained a little about why he didn't travel to the Han and Tang dynasties. In that era, China governed the country by martial arts, and scholars like Fang Xuanling once charged with Li Shimin with a sword. However, since the Song Dynasty, China governed the country by civilization, and scholars have become a group with four bodies and no diligence and no grains.

Luo Xin didn't want to become like this, but he couldn't be independent. In the end, he chose Tai Chi. This kind of boxing technique was like walking and floating in the air. Moreover, the Tai Chi ball he learned in his previous life focused on health preservation. This Taoist health preservation technique was very popular in the Ming Dynasty literati class, and it would not make people feel that Luo Xin was vulgar.

When he thought of it, Luo Xin began to recall the Tai Chi ball he learned. In his previous life, the Tai Chi ball he learned was a total of seventy-three styles. After a trip to the old frame, he had a layer of sweat on his body, and he felt comfortable and transparent.

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