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371 To spoil ones brother is to kill ones brother(1/2)

There are some reasons why Wu Zhaobai had this idea.

His maternal grandfather's family also came from a scholarly family. This time his mother went back to visit relatives. Depressed and frustrated, he asked his mother to take an article he had written with great pains to her and gave it to his grandfather to review and give advice——

After reading his article, his grandfather was impressed by his talent, so he donated books from his family collection to help him take the imperial examination...

Those books that filled a whole box were not a small amount. As far as he knew, his grandfather's collection of books was not rich. Could it be that he was trying his best to support him this time?

So, has he finally waited for someone who is truly discerning and willing to recognize him?

Wu Zhaobai was a little excited in his heart, but his face became more and more calm. He was not in a hurry to see the books in the collection, and he practiced the true virtue of "it is the true nature of a gentleman to be unfazed by favors and humiliations".

Mrs. Wu held the tea cup and looked at her whimsical son: "How many books in your grandfather's family are worth giving away and are willing to take out? How many of your own children can't support them?"

If it’s not a book given by my grandfather’s family, where did it come from? I bought it from a bookstore on the road? It can be easily bought in a bookstore outside, and I bought so many books. What kind of good book can it be?

After Wu Zhaobai was briefly stunned, his attitude quickly changed to disdain.

Immediately afterwards, I heard my mother say: "Although there is no book, after your grandfather read your article, he actually wanted me to bring you something -"

When his elders spoke to him, Wu Zhaobai acted like he was listening.

"...First of all, we must guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and learn to be down-to-earth, in order to make progress."

Wu Zhaobai's face turned slightly stiff. Did his grandfather's words mean that he was impetuous and arrogant?

Mrs. Wu looked at her son's expression and sighed in her heart. She felt embarrassed, right? When she was at her parents' home, she heard her father commenting on her son's articles with a sad face in front of several brothers. Wasn't she embarrassed?

She was willing to bring her son's article, which had been "rejected" by her husband and father-in-law many times, to her parents' home to show it to her father. She was truly the best loving mother in the world who was good at enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens.

Fortunately, Chunbai was here, and when faced with her father's questioning, she was no worse than her nephews, and she regained face as a mother.

Chunbai does not lose to those cousins. The word "does not lose" is her father's comment. If asked to tell her, it is not just that she does not lose, but she is far better than her. But her father is old-fashioned and has always paid more attention to men. In order to

The face of his own disciples only means that Chunbai "doesn't lose".

Before leaving, her father sighed with her in private and said with great regret: "If Chunbai and Zhaobai exchange places, this generation of the Wu family will definitely be able to reach a higher level."

In short, it's a pity that Chunbai is not a man.

Mrs. Wu felt sorry for this at first, but after hearing such words more and more, she gradually developed a somewhat rebellious mentality - What happened to her daughter's family? Is life only for the sake of honoring the ancestors? Her daughter deserves everything.

Good qualities, why should these bright and valuable qualities be regarded as a waste when they appear in a daughter's family, and be lamented by both relevant and irrelevant people as "a waste of natural resources"?

There are more possibilities that Mrs. Wu cannot think of for the time being, but now she no longer blames God for being unfair because of the gap in qualifications between her children.

Of course, her change in mentality was also due to her son's sour and rotten aura, which made it difficult for her to feel too much affection for him.

At this moment, Wu Zhaobai felt a little resentful in his heart - knowing clearly that what his grandfather said was not good, why did his mother say it in public? Did he not want to lose face?

In embarrassment, Wu Zhaobai subconsciously wanted to find something to pick on. As soon as he turned his eyes, he chose his sister who was just looking at books: "...Chunbai, why did you buy so many books without authorization? Why,

Are the books at home not enough for you to read?"

His grandfather's collection of books did not impose any restrictions on his sister, which also made him quite dissatisfied.

"Chunbai didn't buy these books." Without waiting for her daughter to answer, Mrs. Wu said: "The concierge just now said that someone sent them to Chunbai——"

As he said this, he also asked his daughter curiously: "Who sent it to me, does Chunbai already know?"

Wu Chunbai had dug out a letter from the box. She quickly opened it, and immediately showed a rare expression of joy: "It's Mrs. Chang... Mrs. Chang specially asked someone to send it from Jiangdu."

Wu Zhaobai was stunned - who? That Chang Sui Ning?

This woman shamelessly plotted to seize the position of governor of Jiangdu, and intercepted the collection of books confiscated from the homes of Jiangnan nobles. No one knew that she ordered hundreds of people to copy books in Jiangdu. Could these books be...

Wu Zhaobai couldn't help but look over.

Wu Chunbai read the letter and said: "Ms. Chang said that these are all the altered copies that were screened out when copying the book. Because Jiangdu's manpower is really tight, there is no manpower available to copy again..."

"I wonder why she is so kind. It turns out it's just the wrong copy!" Wu Zhaobai put his hands behind his hands and sneered: "Giving the wrong copy to someone, if you don't know, you think it's just a beggar."

"It's an erased version, not a wrong version." Mrs. Wu said angrily, "Then Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Preface" was still altered."

"What my mother said is wrong. The reason why Wang Xizhi's Lanting Preface has traces of alteration is because it was improvised. The altered version is the authentic copy!" Wu Zhaobai pointed to the box of books with disdain and said: "But these copies are just manuscripts.

, and those who copied the book, how can they be compared with Wang Xizhi?"

Wu Chunbai said unhurriedly: "Those who copied the books worked very hard for dozens of days without taking off their clothes or pens, copying and revising them, just to leave these rare books from the south of the Yangtze River to be taught to scholars all over the world. How could the credit for this go to my brother?

How can he be so unworthy of mentioning in his words that his brother will borrow it from the saints to belittle them?"

As she spoke, she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Wu Zhaobai with a half-smile: "I'm afraid my brother is jealous that they can be selected to copy books, but he doesn't even have a chance to see those classics, right?"

Wu Zhaobai's face froze: "...Don't be so self-righteous!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wu Chunbai was too lazy to look at his face and continued to read the letter while saying: "These are fifty or sixty volumes, not just for me, but Mrs. Chang said, these

I can keep a copy for myself..."

These books were to be distributed to Yao Xia, Wei Miaoqing and others, and in addition to them, Mrs. Chang also asked her to deliver them to another person in her letter.

Looking at the name written on the letter, Wu Chunbai thought for a moment and roughly understood the purpose of Chang Suining choosing to entrust her to hand it over.

"Tomorrow I will ask them to come to my house to copy the book." Wu Chunbai said with a smile: "I will make a few more copies myself later, one for my grandfather, one for my father, and one..."

Wu Zhaobai didn't squint his eyes and snorted - he may not want it!

The next moment, I heard my sister say: "Give one share to Ah Xian."

Wu Zhaobai: "..."

Ah Xian is his son's nickname.

The young lady of the Wu family on the side quickly smiled and said: "No, no, A Xian is only a few years old, and he is just enlightened now. He won't be able to understand it, so don't rush to give it to him."

"?" Wu Zhaobai's eyes twitched slightly, and his heart throbbed inexplicably.

The young lady of the Wu family smiled in a reasonable manner.

After returning to the hospital, Wu Zhaobai thought about it, but still felt uncomfortable. Looking for an opportunity, he finally asked his wife: "...just now in the front hall, Chunbai said that he wanted to copy those books to A Xianyi.

Why do you refuse?"

After asking, he added quietly: "I'm just asking."

"...Husband, haven't you always looked down on Mrs. Chang? If the books sent by Mrs. Chang are placed in our yard, will your husband feel better?" Mrs. Wu's young lady asked thoughtfully.

The words in Wu Zhaobai's throat were choked for a moment, and after a moment, he said: "Shu is innocent... You must always think about Ah Xian."

The young lady of the Wu family smiled and consoled her: "Husband, you are worrying too much. As long as A Xian can use the books at home, no one will be wary of him in the future."

Are you kidding me, is it Ah Xian that I am guarding against? He is obviously her husband.

Books are rare and good books, but if they are given to someone with a bad mouth and a sad heart, wouldn't it be a waste of the good intentions of the governor Chang? If she were the governor of Chang, she knew that the books she gave were cheap, and people who secretly looked down on her in every possible way,

I'm going to die from vomiting.

As for her husband's future... Anyone with a discerning eye can see that her husband is not successful. The problem lies in his character, followed by his qualifications. It has nothing to do with opportunities and conditions. After all, the Wu family has provided him with enough since he was a child.

He has everything he needs.

If the husband's character cannot be changed, everything else is just talk.

Therefore, it is impossible to give him steps. She will only make the steps higher for him. When one day he can no longer get down, and he will be scared to death just by looking down, maybe there will be a cure.

Even though Wu Zhaobai felt depressed when he said this, he couldn't say any more.

But in the next few days, whenever he heard that Wu Chunbai had invited a group of girls to come and copy books, Wu Zhaobai felt anxious and restless, often pacing back and forth in the room.

In the study outside Wu's house, twenty or thirty girls gathered. Except for the two gangsters Yao Xia and Wei Miaoqing, everyone else was actively and conscientiously copying books, and the atmosphere was harmonious and pleasant.

Wu Zhaobai could no longer bear the depression in his heart, so he could only drink to drown his sorrows.

When the wine got to his head, those dissatisfied words could no longer be suppressed and they all poured out.

"What use are those books for them...can they govern the country or benefit the people?"

"The secret knowledge of the sage should have been put to good use by our scholars... but now it has become a thing for a group of girls to play in the boudoir! How ridiculous!"

"I know that we must not allow those narrow-minded women to be in high positions, otherwise they will only take the opportunity to satisfy their own selfishness and ignore the overall situation!"

"If things continue like this, there will never be a day when I, the man waiting for me, will succeed!"

"...Where is there only selfishness and no regard for the overall situation?" The young lady of the Wu family sighed: "The governor often borrowed these books to build a unique courtyard in Jiangdu, and recruited qualified scholars from all over the world to study, regardless of gender.

, only look at qualifications and treat everyone equally.”

Wu Zhaobai immediately rubbed his red neck and said: "Treating everyone equally is for the benefit of women!"

"Which college has historically allowed women to study with men? How come she has to set a precedent for women everywhere? What if this isn't narrow selfishness!"

The young lady of the Wu family sighed again: "What should we do? Otherwise, my husband should report to the official position."

"Applying for an official position? I'm afraid that those who become officials in the future will all be like Chang Sui Ning!"

Young Madam of the Wu family: "..." In which direction can kowtowing in the right direction bring about such good things?

The heartbroken Wu Zhaobai quickly became drunk.

On the other side, when it was getting dark, Wu Chunbai personally handed two boxes of books into the hands of a trustworthy servant, gave him an address, and asked him to deliver them.

As soon as Song Xian returned home from duty, he heard from the concierge that someone had brought two boxes.

Song Xian looked unhappy: "Didn't I tell you a long time ago that you cannot accept gifts from others? Who sent it? Have someone return it as soon as possible."
To be continued...
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