Who is Chairman Mao?
Sai Jiangnan didn't know. She only knew that the pretty boy in front of her had the last chapters of "Dream of Red Mansions" in his mind. In order to maintain her presence in front of her close friends, she couldn't offend him now.
"Sir, look at what you are saying? I have learned my lesson recently and know that I have done a lot of stupid things in the past. As a result, I have a bad reputation and many people shy away from me. Only you, sir, know that there are tigers in the mountain, but you go to the mountain..."
Halfway through the words, Sai Jiangnan felt that the description was a bit inappropriate, and quickly changed her words, "No, no, it's climbing a knife mountain and jumping into a frying pan... No, it's not right, it's seeing death as..."
Xia Shang already had a dark face: "Enough! Look at those bad words you said, this is caused by insufficient cultural level and low ideological awareness, so today In the future, under the guidance of the teacher, I will study hard, enrich my knowledge, broaden my horizons, exercise my spirit, and improve my level. In short, "
The teacher spoke in an old-fashioned manner, as if he was reciting a spell. Sai Jiangnan interrupted him: "I know, I know, the student must study hard."
As he spoke, he stepped forward diligently to hold Xia Shang's hand, respectfully, and led him to sit down at the desk step by step, and did not forget to pour a cup of tea, and then sat back to his seat obediently, with his hands placed upright, sitting straight, posing as a typical three-good student.
Xia Shang was scared that his student was so obedient.
Sai Jiangnan's reputation was well known to everyone. Since he was actually near the Sai Mansion, everyone frowned when the three words "Sai Jiangnan" were mentioned.
Could she suddenly become so obedient?
Xia Shang would never believe it!
There are only two possibilities for this behavior.
One is that it is a prank, deliberately showing weakness and waiting for the opportunity.
The other is that there is something to ask for.
It is not clear what is hidden in Sai Jiangnan's heart at the moment, and we need to wait and see.
In terms of scheming, Xia Shang thought that no one in this era could be his opponent. No matter whether this girl came softly or hard, she would definitely not get any benefits.
With a plan, Xia Shang did not think too much. He drank tea, watched the catkins falling in the yard, and waited for Xiao Cui to bring the homework.
After a cup of tea, Xiao Cui came with a thick stack of manuscripts.
Xia Shang took a simple look. Although the handwriting was not very good, it could be seen that the two of them copied the book very carefully, and the handwriting was neat and orderly.
Xia Shang nodded: "The book is well copied."
"Since the teacher thinks it is good, then the bet we talked about last time..."
"This..."
Xia Shang really forgot about this. He had spent all the twenty taels of silver on healing and medicine before, and now he only had a few coins of loose silver on him.
Seeing Xia Shang's embarrassed expression, Sai Jiangnan was not surprised but happy. She had guessed that the teacher would not give her money, and she did not want the teacher to give her money. Her goal was the later chapters of "Dream of Red Mansions". It was just right that the teacher could not pay, so she could use this as an excuse to ask the other party to write the later chapters.
"Sir, since you don't want to give silver, how about we change to another way?"
Xia Shang smiled in her heart: "This girl is too impatient."
"Then tell me what way to change to?"
"I have thought about it. It is not easy for the teacher to teach. It is really inappropriate to pay for the students to practice calligraphy. Why don't you write the chapters after "Dream of Red Mansions" and tell the students, and our bet will be voided?"
It turned out that he wanted to know the chapters after "Dream of Red Mansions".
In this case, it will be easy to solve it.
Xia Shang deliberately made it difficult: "Jiangnan, I am very pleased that you have such a desire to learn. I wrote those stories only to encourage you to practice calligraphy. If I write them all at once, I am afraid that it will not be effective in urging you to write."
"Don't worry, I will definitely practice calligraphy well."
"You can't just say it. Unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Unless you can copy every chapter a hundred times."
"A hundred times!"
"Of course, the sages said: 'Quantitative change leads to qualitative change'. Only if you write more, your calligraphy will naturally improve."
"Quantitative change leads to qualitative change? Which sage said this?"
"This... You don't need to worry about it, just know that there is such a saying. For your future, copying books is absolutely unconditional."
Sai Jiangnan felt that the matter was very difficult. A hundred times was no joke. It took her and Xiao Cui ten days to copy the previous five chapters ten times.
After thinking for a while, Sai Jiangnan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! But the teacher has to give me some new chapters today."
"Okay, how about we try it according to this rule first?"
"Okay!"
After setting the rules, Xia Shang gave Sai Jiangnan two new manuscripts that day, and then he went home after finishing work at 3 p.m.
The teacher and the student each had their own thoughts, and it was still unknown who took advantage of whom.
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Yangzhou has a lot of water, not only the West Lake, but also the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal that crosses the city, occupying the main road of the business port, reaching Hangzhou and the capital. Every day, countless merchant ships travel on the canal, coming and going, day and night.
It is precisely because of the canal that the economy of Yangzhou City has been driven, and it has become the economic hub of Jiangnan and even the entire Hua Dynasty.
The developed economy directly leads to dense flow of people, and merchants from all over the country are constantly traveling, and at the same time, all kinds of people will use Yangzhou City as a transit station.
Therefore, it is not uncommon to see any strange people anywhere in Yangzhou City.
A flower boat mixed among various merchant ships is particularly conspicuous on the canal. There are always a few gorgeous girls on the side of the boat to attract pedestrians on both sides of the river.
Flower boats are also one of the unique landscapes of Yangzhou City. This kind of romantic place moving on the water has more elegance and interest than traditional brothels, and is deeply loved by literati and scholars.
But it is not just a romantic place. Young ladies from wealthy families also linger in it. Chatting with three or five literati is more comfortable and comfortable than being in the boudoir.
It is not surprising to see people of any status in the flower boat.
The largest flower boat in the middle of the river has two floors. The first floor is full of music and singing, meat and wine, and three or two singing girls perform on the stage, with occasional cheers.
The second floor is a unique small residence, which is relatively private, for elegant and noble people to talk about life and enjoy the waterside scenery.
In a small house, a young woman was whispering:
Everyone knows that immortals are good, but they can't forget fame and fortune.
Where are the generals and ministers of the past and present? The graves are covered with grass.
Everyone knows that immortals are good, but they can't forget gold and silver.
All day long, I only regret that I can't spend much time together, and when I close my eyes for a long time.
Everyone knows that immortals are good, but they can't forget their beautiful wives.
You talk about your kindness every day when you are alive, and you will be gone with others when you die.
Everyone knows that immortals are good, but they can't forget their children and grandchildren.
Isn't this the "Song of Good Ending" in the first chapter of "Dream of Red Mansions"?
I don't know which girls gathered together and whispered, I think they are all sentimental seeds who have been attracted by "Dream of Red Mansions".
Let's not talk about this house. There are two people, a man and a woman, in a small house next to it.
The man's identity is unknown, but the woman is Nangong Chuxin, the wife of King Yong.