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About half an hour later, Luo pushed the door and walked in. Seeing Luo Xin and the other two focused on copying books, they did not notice her appearance at all. There was a look of relief in their eyes, but then they were hesitant whether to call the three of them to have dinner. After all, one was the prince of the magistrate, and the other was the son's savior, which made her feel a little timid. However, Luo Qing and Zhang Xun and Zhou Yu got familiar with each other. When they saw their mother come in, they asked:

"Mom, are you going to have a meal?"

"Yes!" Luo nodded slightly.

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhang, brother, it's time to eat!" Luo Qing jumped up from the kang.

The three people paused the pen in their hands, and at this time, Luo's face showed a kind smile and said, "We're all here to have a meal."

Luo Xin put his pen on his pen and said, "Eat."

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit unnatural. It was the first time that Luo Ping and his wife had dinner with the county magistrate’s son. Luo Ping had no choice but to know that this would take a process. In the future, Zhou Yu had more time to come, so his parents became accustomed to it.

After dinner, Luo Xin and the other two did not start copying books immediately, but instead made a pot of tea. Four people, including Luo Qing, sat around the table and chatted to digest food.

With Luo Qing here, Zhang Xun and Zhou Yu were also sensible, so naturally they would not always talk about scholars. They would talk about interesting things, Zhang Xun talked about interesting things that he encountered in county schools, especially Zhou Yu was already a scholar and had traveled out. He talked about some customs and customs from other places, which made Luo Qing, Luo Xin and Zhang Xun listen with relish.

Two quarters of an hour later, the three people continued to copy books. Luo Qing was injured and could not go out to practice martial arts, so he lay on the kang to calm down. After a while, he fell asleep. Luo came in with two sets of bedding, which was prepared for Zhou Yu and Zhang Xun.

The three of them copied until midnight before putting down their pens and rubbing their wrists and smiling bitterly. The three of them copied while understanding the essence of Lu Tingfang, so they copied them very vividly. They woke up from their intoxication when they felt the severe pain in their wrists and couldn't hold the pen.

"Let's rest!" Luo Xin shook his wrist again.

Zhang Xun was even more unbearable. Although Luo Xin was young, he had been practicing martial arts since childhood and his body was much stronger than Zhang Xun. So Luo Xin just felt his wrist soreness, and Zhang Xun felt his entire right arm was sore at this time.

He had a dry mouth and wanted to pour himself a cup of tea, but he couldn't even pick up the teapot. However, Zhou Yu was in a better condition. No matter what, Zhou Yu was already eighteen years old and had grown his bones. Seeing Zhang Xun's appearance, he took the initiative to pick up the teapot and pour three cups of tea.

Luo Xin and Zhou Yu picked up the teacup and drank it. Zhang Xun's hands holding the teacup kept shaking, causing a lot of tea in the teacup to ripple.

Putting down the teacup, Luo Xin danced his right arm a few times in the air, and then said to Zhang Xun: "Brother Zhang, I'll give you a massage."

"You know how to massage?" Zhang Xun was stunned, and then suddenly said: "By the way, your family is a martial arts family. Then hurry up and massage me, otherwise you will not be able to copy books tomorrow."

"Don't worry!" Luo Xin smiled and said, "I'll give you massage today. After a nap, I'll guarantee you will be alive tomorrow."

He massaged Zhang Xun's arms with both hands, which made Zhang Xun grin, but when the massage was finished, Zhang Xun whispered happily:

“It’s amazing, so comfortable.”

Luo Xin smiled and turned his head and said, "Come on, Brother Zhou, I'll give you some massages."

Zhou Yu was not polite at all and simply stretched out his arm. Luo Xin also admired Zhou Yu's cheerful personality very much, so he gave Zhou Yu another massage, which made Zhou Yu cry out in a low voice.

The three of them were lying in the quilt on the kang. Although they were very tired, they were very excited. They recalled Lu Tingfang's understanding of the Five Classics from time to time in their minds, and the three of them couldn't help but communicate in a low voice.

This exchange shocked Zhou Yu and Zhang Xun. Zhang Xun was a little better. He was a little used to Luo Xin's evil spirit, but Zhou Yu was different. He had no contact with Luo Xin before, except for the Taoyuan Wenhui.

In that Taoyuan literary gathering, Luo Xin's "Taoyuan Autumn" wrote by Luo Xin did shock him a lot. But it was just a poem. Poetry is the Tao, and the Four Books and Five Classics are the Tao. Moreover, poetry requires spirituality. Great writers who have read the Four Books and Five Classics may not be able to write good poems, but some scholars with average classics can write good poems. Therefore, Zhou Yu believed that Luo Xin was a person with spirituality in poetry, but the meaning of the scriptures may not be good. Even if a nine-year-old child is a prodigy, how could he understand the profound meaning of the Four Books and Five Classics? Even if he reads the Four Books and Five Classics through, how could he understand the profound meaning of the Four Books and Five Classics?

However, at this moment, his thoughts changed. He no longer regarded Luo Xin as a child, but regarded Luo Xin as a literati who could be on par with him and talk about Taoism. He was also slightly surprised at Zhang Xun. Although Zhang Xun was a little immature in the meaning of the scriptures, he also had his own unique understanding. What he didn't know was that this was because when Zhang Xun was still in Shanglin Village, he often sat with Luo Xin to discuss Taoism. He was influenced by Luo Xin's theory from later generations. He had already broken out of the framework of this era and had his own point of view.

Just this little bit is enough to surprise Zhou Yu. You know that he is still deeply trapped in this framework. Now, hearing what Luo Xin and Zhang Xun argued, it seems like opening a window, allowing him to vaguely see another brand new world.

This is Luo Xin's efforts to hide the views of later generations, but he only takes out a little point that is not abrupt in this era. If Luo Xin completely throws out the views of later generations, he may be regarded as a rebellious person by Zhou Yu and Zhang Xun.

Of course, it was precisely because Luo Xin was very cautious and chose the view that suited this era and slightly broke out of the framework of this era that Zhou Yu was deeply impressed by Luo Xin in shock, and at the same time was also surprised that Zhang Xun was able to keep up with Luo Xin's view. You should know that he was a little unable to keep up with Luo Xin's view.

"It's indeed a child prodigy!" Zhou Yu was thinking in his heart while listening to Luo Xin and Zhang Xun's low argument: "If you don't say that Luo Xin will definitely be extraordinary in the future, even Zhang Xun's future will be great!"

He felt a strong sense of identity with Luo Xin and Zhang Xun in his heart, thinking that this was his confidant. His father once told him that a literati could have a few confidants on the road of searching for life, which was a blessing from God. He would no longer be lonely in this life, and this was something that could not be found.

"Brother Xun, brother Xin, can we be a brother of the opposite sex?"

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