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A graceful roar sounded in the room, and Luo Xin stood quietly in the middle of the room, but the music was contrary to his quietness and was extremely lively.

Lin Chang had already left the study room, stood under a peach tree, carrying his hands on his back, his eyes slightly closed, and as he listened, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After the song "Fan Canglang" was finished, Luo Xin stood quietly in the middle of the room and wandered outside the sky. He wandered in the disappeared flute song. Although the music had disappeared, the sound of his heart was still ringing. He felt that after the Ming Dynasty, his heart became purer and his soul became more transparent. I don’t know how long, Luo Xin opened his eyes and saw that Lin Chang was already sitting in front of him. He hurriedly gave a deep bow, and then silently handed the flute on his hands.

"Your flute is very good!" Lin Chang's face showed satisfaction and he praised: "Although this flute is of average grade, it has been with me for many years. I'll give it to you today."

"Thank you, teacher!" Luo Xin gave another deep bow and took back the flute. He looked at Lin Chang respectfully and listened to his teachings.

Lin Chang was even more satisfied and said gently: "Since you have this flute art, you don't need to learn this other art anymore. You just take time to practice every day to get your level up."

"Yes, teacher!"

"Your handwriting has made great progress!" Speaking of this, Lin Chang looked at Luo Xin as if he saw a treasure: "Your handwriting is already well-behaved, and you will reach the level of small success after working hard. But don't be satisfied. The handwriting is the face of a scholar, and it is very important for both a scientific examination and an official. Just imagine that if you are an examiner and see a bad handwriting, no matter how well your article is written, you can't read it. When you meet an examiner with an impatient personality, you can't even say that you can't read it and throw it away."

"Student understand!" Luo Xin said respectfully.

"Well! Just understand, remember the four points that my teacher said." Lin Chang Lengxu smiled and said, "Let's start talking."

"Yes, teacher."

Luo Xin sat respectfully opposite Lin Chang, took out the "Analects of Confucius" and listened to Lin Chang's lecture.

An hour later, Luo Xin left Lin Chang's home and walked towards the home along the middle of the village. When passing by his grandfather's door, he happened to see his uncle and aunt coming out of the door. It seemed that his uncle was about to go out, but the aunt gave him a look. Although Luo Xin was very tired of his uncle's sarcasm and his aunt's long-tongued wife, it was the couple who caused him great trouble, but the Ming Dynasty governed the country with filial piety and brotherly mercy and strict hierarchy. He did not want to be looked down upon by others, so he went forward and bowed and said:

"Hello uncle and aunt!"

A hint of embarrassment appeared on the face of the uncle and aunt. The aunt touched Luo Xin's head and said, "Xin'er is really sensible."

The uncle also said from the side: "Xin'er, I heard that you are good at studying, but you can't be proud. If someone calls you a child prodigy, you may not be a child prodigy. You must keep your original intentions in life. Do you understand?"

"Yes, uncle!" Luo Xin stood with his hands down, his face not changing at all.

"Yes!" The uncle was very satisfied with Luo Xin's attitude and continued: "Uncle went out for a trip this time. You should study hard. If you have the chance, uncle will introduce you to a better teacher."

"Thank you, uncle. Xin'er thinks that learning with the teacher is good, so he won't bother me."

Luo Xin really doesn't want to have any contact with people like her uncle and aunt. In Luo Xin's heart, they think they belong to the category of bad friends. So although their tone is respectful, the content is not polite. Luo Zhi and his wife's faces became ugly, and Luo Zhi said lightly:

"Go, don't let your mother wait too long."

"Yes, Xiner said goodbye!"

Luo Xin immediately turned around and left, looking at Luo Xin's back as he left, the little aunt asked in a low voice: "Honey, do you think the second boy in the second brother is really a prodigy?"

"Swish..." Luo Zhi sneered: "Others don't understand him, but don't our own family understand him? He was something we grew up watching. Although he can't be considered stupid, he is definitely not a child prodigy."

"Then... how could he recite one day, recite two days, and write three days? And Xiucai Lin also accepted him as his disciple."

"This..." Luo Zhi pondered for a moment, "I guess it is a rumor spread by reciting one day, memorizing two days, and dictating three days. As for the old scholar Lin Linchang, haha... he is still a scholar all his life. How broad can his vision be? How broad can his knowledge be? If I say, Lin Chang and Xin'er are just a rotten wood and a mud, and sooner or later they will become a pair of big jokes. How easy is child prodigy so to meet? Books are so easy to read, haha..."

"That's right! My husband's analysis is right. My husband is really amazing. The second boy is ignorant and actually rejected your kindness just now. Humph!"

"I'm just a child! I'm going out for a trip this time and gain more knowledge. When I pass the imperial examination, we can leave this small village and have a separate household. Then we will go to the county town."

"Okay!" The little aunt's face immediately smiled like a chrysanthemum. She handed the bag in her hand to Luo Zhi, then diligently tidied up the clothes for her uncle, and said reluctantly:

"My husband, be careful when you are outside and come back soon."

"Um!"

Luo Zhi nodded reservedly, then walked away, and the little aunt behind him looked at her husband's back in a daze...

Luo Xin returned home and greeted his mother. The elder brother said hello and turned the direction of the bookcase. His mother cared about his study at Lin Chang. Luo Xin answered a few simple words, and his mother touched Luo Xin's head lovingly and said:

"After studying for so long, you should rest and take care of yourself first. You cannot always study, as it will hurt your eyes, and there will be a lot of water in your eyes."

"Yes, mom!"

After studying for an hour, Luo Xin felt a little bit of a tummy head, so he opened the book box and took out the flute from it. Luo Qing's eyes lit up and said:

"Brother, what is this?"

"The flute given by the teacher."

Luo Qing stretched out his hand and touched it softly and said, "You can blow?"

"The teacher taught me." Of course, Luo Xin couldn't say that he could brag, but others didn't understand him, but his mother and elder brother didn't understand him? At this time, he could only use Lin Chang as a shield.

"Blow one!" Luo Qing said with bright eyes. His mother also looked at him expectantly.

Luo Xin smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll go outside to blow."

"Why are you going outside? Just blow in the house, it's cold outside." The mother said hurriedly.

"This flute must be heard from afar!" Luo Xin explained with a smile.

"Then you blow in the room, let's go outside to listen." The mother stood up and pulled Luo Qing out, but Luo Xin reached out and said:

"There is no reason to let my mother go out. Besides, after reading an hour, my mind was a little bit irritated, and I happened to go outside to wake up."

After saying that, without waiting for his mother and elder brother to speak, he walked out with the flute. Standing under the peach tree in the yard, he recalled his feelings after playing it from the teacher, and then he sent the flute to his mouth to play it.

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