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OK, if there is a little master to give me some advice, maybe it will be effective. Okay, Zhang Zhun has no big goal, as long as it is written better than Hou Shanping and others. How to say, he is all leaders, right? The signature cannot be too embarrassing. At least, the words "agree" and "read" should be written better. So he smiled and said, "Then... Master is here, please accept a prayer from my disciple."

After saying that, he really sorted out his clothes seriously and then bowed.

Since you are a disciple, you have to behave yourself in a proper manner. Don’t look at others as young as you are, her handwriting is better than you. Others are determined to compile the "Encyclopedia of the Ming Dynasty"! Maybe, they will be famous in history in the future! Xue Tao, Yu Xuanji, Li Qingzhao and others are not as good as Xue Tao, Yu Xuanji, and Li Qingzhao!

Xue Ningying had already giggled and hurriedly hid aside, avoided Zhang Zhun's salute, and said with a pursed lips: "Brother Yulin, I dare not accept your gift. I am still young! I want to lose my life!"

Zhang Zhun straightened his body and said with a smile: "Anyway, you will be my master in the future."

When Xue Ningying saw him bowing seriously, her cheeks turned red, pink and cute, like a little apple that had just begun to mature. She was shy, happy, and a little embarrassed. She didn't know how to put it on her soft and white hands. She said, "Brother Yulin, I just... was called by Sister Yinghan... I dare not really teach you anything. You are so smart that you don't need me to teach you... I just... just tell you some of the most basic common sense."

Zhang Zhun smiled and said, "Don't be so restrictive! Although you are young, you can be my master in this regard! The so-called "listening to the Tao" has its order, and your profession has its own strengths. I and you all have their own strengths. I am better than you in doing other things, your calligraphy is better than me, and we learn from each other, how about it?"

Xue Ningying blinked happily again, as if she was greatly encouraged. For a little girl like her, it was still rare to receive such affirmation and encouragement. Even if she did the best in the past, her family would not have such public affirmation and encouragement. The Ming Dynasty pursued women's concept that women are not talented and virtue. Even if they did not prevent their daughter from reading and writing, they would definitely not be publicized to the outside world. Otherwise, it would be a bit rebellious. Xue Suoyun was a prestigious Jinshi, so naturally she would not have committed such taboos. She said eagerly: "Then... let's practice how to grab the pen first?"

Zhang Zhun nodded and said, "Okay!"

In his previous life, he had wrong gestures when he was practicing computer typing, and he had never changed it since then. Now, if he wants to practice brush calligraphy, of course, he must start from the basics. The most basic techniques must be mastered proficiently. As long as he masters the basic brush calligraphy, it is not as difficult as a pen, ballpoint pen, pencil, etc. What's more, what he needs to write is not a long-term discussion.

Xue Ningying looked quite well, very much like a little master, her bright big eyes blinked and she looked quite cheerful, and said in a leisurely manner: "Brother Yulin, the key to grasping the pen is to have solid fingers, weak palms, round backs, and upright palms. Emperor Taizong of Tang said that if the fingers are solid, the muscle strength will be even, and if the palms are weak, it will be easy to use. Look at my pen grasping posture... that's it."

After saying that, he picked up the brush and carefully explained the key points of grasping the brush to Zhang Zhun.

Zhang Zhun nodded and said that he had been taught.

Xue Ningying took a brush, spread the white paper, and taught Zhang Zhun how to hold the pen and how to use force. This was a step-by-step instruction. Although the little girl was a little shy, she still had to contact Zhang Zhun's palm to correct his wrong posture. The two of them naturally leaned against each other and their breathing was clearly heard.

Of course, Xue Ningying's body is still small and has not fully developed, so there will naturally be no beautiful scenes. However, the little girl is a little beauty after all, with a sweet smile and interesting speech. Such guidance can be regarded as a model for matching men and women, not tired of working. With such a little beauty in charge of guidance, Zhang Zhun is naturally happy. His learning ability and comprehension ability seem to soar, and soon, he will feel like he is holding a pen.

In fact, what Zhang Zhun needs to practice is a few simple words, such as "Zhang Zhun", "Agree", "Review", "Review", etc. As long as you practice these words well, it will be almost enough. If there is a more complicated reply, his habit will usually call people over to discuss. The calligraphy cannot be used. As for the prose, there will naturally be others to worry about it.

Seeing that Zhang Zhun's pen grasping posture was basically correct, Xue Ningying said, "I will write a few words for you first, and then we will analyze how to use the pen."

Zhang Zhun nodded and said, "Okay!"

Xue Ningying then wrote a piece of characters, including all the above words. Then she explained in detail the structure of each character, how to use the pen, etc. Zhang Zhun was first taught, so he naturally could not master it at once, so he could only do it slowly. The little girl then wrote a few more words as a copybook, leaving it for Zhang Zhun. In the future, Zhang Zhun copied these words according to them and copied them for about half an hour every day. The principle was similar to the pen characters in later generations. Practice more, copy more, and practice made perfect, and gradually his level improved.

Zhang Zhun suddenly said, "Xiaoying, why don't you come and be my secretary?"

Xue Ningying said with a little confused: "What secretary?"

Zhang Zhun was stunned for a moment and thought that the word Xiaomi was really hard to explain. Throughout the dynasties, women participated in politics as a taboo, and even more so in the Ming Dynasty. Even women in the royal family were forbidden to interfere in political affairs. Zhang Yan, the queen of Emperor Tianqi, was an extremely smart woman, but she could not directly interfere in the government affairs. In the end, she was defeated by the old eunuch Wei Zhongxian. It was precisely because her queen could not interfere in political affairs that the emperor valued the eunuchs around him so much.

If I use a female secretary, I don’t know what others will think of myself. Is a small thousand-household household considered an interference in politics? Oh, if I say it wrong, she is not her own. Forget it, use it after use, and I am still afraid that others will not say anything? As long as I have the ability, I care whether she is a man or a woman! Isn’t Wu Zetian a woman very powerful? There are too few people who know literacy in Fushan District now. Hou Shanping is exhausted and can’t be busy at all.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Zhun slowly explained: "This is similar to the master. He just helps me handle all the paperwork. If possible, he can also write announcements for me. I'm afraid you will see the notices posted. The words on them are really not satisfactory. Haha."

Xue Ningying shook her head repeatedly, pursing her lips and smirking. The notices posted in Zhang Zhun's name, and the words on them, are indeed a bit like that from a professional perspective... However, Zhang Zhun dared not. This has never been done before. However, in her heart, she couldn't help but desire. This is also an opportunity to show her abilities. She smiled and said, "I am a woman, how could I be a master for you? Others want to joke! Besides, what can I do when I am so young?"

Zhang Zhun had already thought about it and said lightly: "It's okay! As long as you don't show up in public, no one will say anything."

His meaning is very simple. As long as you don’t show up, others will probably not dare to say anything.

Whoever dares to say anything will teach you a lesson.

Xue Ningying was obviously a little moved by his proposal.

However, this behavior is indeed a bit out of line, and she doesn't have the courage to give it up.

Seeing that she was moved, Zhang Zhun did not dare to agree, so he took the opportunity to encourage her and said: "Aren't you going to prepare for Shuli's theory? To take Shuli's theory, you must have experience and understand all aspects. This knowledge, but you can't learn from books. If you come to be a secretary for me, you will definitely get in touch with all aspects. The richer your knowledge is, will you not achieve twice the result with half the effort when you write Shuli's theory? What great achievements can you achieve when you work behind closed doors?"

Xue Ningying still hesitated and said, "I...I want to discuss with my aunt."

Zhang Zhun had to shut up regretfully.

Who is Xue Zhidie? She is a person who doubts everything! No matter what others say, she will think that others are plotting against her! If the little girl talks to her, she might think that she is a bad uncle who is luring the little loli. If this matter can be passed, it will be strange. No, it must be created to create a certain fact!

Zhang Zhun continued to say with sincerity: "Your aunt...are your aunt very busy? She is with Sister Yinghan every day, so she doesn't have time! In fact, you are not young anymore, you can make your own decisions!"

Well, the uncle is unyielding to seduce the little loli!

Who knows that God has eyes and will never let the conspiracy of the blame uncle succeed.

Before Zhang Zhun finished speaking, Xue Zhidie's voice came from outside the door, and he said coldly: "Zhang Yulin, what are you talking about behind my back? When did you get involved in the habit of saying bad things behind me?"

Xue Ningying couldn't help but grimace at Zhang Zhun, and then smirked.

Zhang Zhun and her smiled knowingly.

Xue Zhidie's figure soon appeared in the sight of the two.

Xue Zhidie, now and when she arrived at Fushan District, her temperament and expression changed a lot. She was less cold and charming, less arrogant and more intellectual, less indifference, more enthusiasm. If Xue Zhidie used to be a tall little pepper that others could not touch, even if she touched it, she would be so spicy that she would shout for help. Then, now, the spicy taste on her surface has quietly dissipated.

However, this does not mean that her harm has been reduced. In fact, she has hidden all the spicy flavors in her heart. Once released, she will definitely kill the whole audience in seconds. Fortunately, people at this time don’t know the existence of chili peppers (it has not been introduced yet). Otherwise, the nickname of “Shooting the Sky Pepper” will definitely not be able to escape. The only one who can resist this spicy flavor is probably Zhang Zhun.
Chapter completed!