Mr. Bai personally escorted the dejected Bai Erlang to copy the book. Along the way, he warned his son earnestly: "I know that copying books is boring. Not only will my hands get tired after writing too much, but I will also become irritable. When people are impatient, they are prone to making mistakes.

The handwriting will also become scrawled..."

"But you will take part in the imperial examination in the future. Each time you take the imperial examination, you will have to write a lot of words. After you have finished typing the draft, you will copy it to the paper. If you write slowly and there is not enough time, and your writing speed is even slower, then

Doesn’t it cost people’s lives?”

Bai Erlang was stunned for a moment after hearing this. It was the first time he knew that he had such an ambitious goal, so he asked blankly: "Dad, why do I still want to take the imperial examination? Isn't it my eldest brother?"

Master Bai looked at him angrily and said, "You are too unambitious. If your eldest brother wants to go, can't you go?"

Then he talked about his eldest brother's hardships, "You see, your eldest brother didn't leave the study much when he came back for the New Year. Can't you expect your eldest brother to know everything? If you can also take the imperial examination and serve as an official, you will not only honor your ancestors, but also help in the officialdom.

Your elder brother."

Bai Erlang couldn't help but muttered, "You make it sound like eldest brother and I will definitely pass the exam. Dad, I think you might as well be nicer to Shanbao and Manbao, let them go to the examination, and then help each other with eldest brother."

"

Mr. Bai couldn't help but slap him on the head: "You are too unambitious. No, just start copying books. You can copy as many books as Shanbao and the others copy. Believe me, you will know this when you continue copying."

It’s good.”

He sighed, "Dad just couldn't copy it back then..."

Bai Erlang couldn't help but jump, "Dad, you can't even do it and you let me do it!"

Mr. Bai glanced at him and said: "Yes, your grandmother wouldn't let me copy it when I cried. Now my son, your father regrets it very much, and even blames your grandmother for doting on me, so

In order for you not to blame me in the future, I decided to be stricter with you."

Bai Erlang:......

When he reached the door of the study, Bai Erlang finally organized his words in grief and anger, and shouted: "I will blame you too, for being too strict with me!"

Master Bai reached out and was about to slap him on the head. Man Bao looked up just in time to see it. When he saw it, he said: "Master Bai, hitting him on the head will make you stupid."

Mr. Bai paused his hand and switched from patting to caressing. He squinted his eyes and smiled at Bai Erlang, "Even if you want to complain, you have to grow up to complain. What you say now doesn't count."

Bai Erlang:......

Master Bai dragged Bai Erlang into the study and smiled at Man Bao: "Man Bao, uncle is not going to beat him, uncle is teaching him. By the way, how are you copying books now?"

The two generously showed him the manuscript they had copied.

Mr. Bai looked at it, nodded repeatedly, then looked down at his angry son with a smile, and said softly: "Erlang, you are older than Shanbao and Manbao. Both "The Thousand Character Classic" and "The Analects of Confucius" are

You have learned the simplest ones, so you must be able to copy them well, right?"

Bai Erlang was still thinking about the bamboo rat that he hadn't caught on the mountain, but after his father rolled up his sleeves, he responded with an aggrieved tone: "Yes."

"Okay," Mr. Bai waved his hand proudly, "Go ahead and write. Dad is watching you in the study."

Bai Erlang's eyes widened, he looked at Bai Shanbao, then at Man Bao, and finally went to sit down behind his small table.

Mr. Bai walked around the study room with his hands behind his back. He suddenly remembered that he might not have read for a long time, so he took a book off the shelf and read it.

Three children were winking behind the desk.

They don't really like adults in the study, as if there is a stick hanging across the back of their buttocks.

The three of them winked, and Mr. Bai turned around from behind the bookshelf. The three of them immediately calmed down and lowered their heads to polish the ink, spread the paper...

Mr. Bai glanced at them and was about to find a place to sit down and read a book. When he saw Daji sitting motionless in the corner, he was startled.

Mr. Bai stroked his chest, took the book and walked to the opposite side of Daji. He also touched a small horse and sat down, sharing the brazier with him.

He opened the book, glanced at Daji, and asked, "Isn't it boring to just sit like this all day?"

Daji bowed slightly to Master Bai and said with a smile: "It's not boring, but when the young master and the others don't take a break, I feel tired just watching them."

Mr. Bai nodded and said with a smile: "That's what studying is like. Just wait until they pass the exam."

Daji smiled slightly, this is just an adult tricking a child. When you really grow up and pass the exam, you will be really busy.

Daji looked up at the three children who were holding pens and copying books, and secretly thought it was a pity that the three children didn't know this.

Real happiness and relaxation may come now.

Children are indeed relaxed. Although they have to copy books, they don't have to copy books all day long.

When you are tired of copying, you go out to play. When you are tired of playing, you still want to read your own good books and eat snacks that you think are delicious. When you feel that you have nothing to do, you continue to copy.

But even so, the speed of the three children became faster and faster, especially Man Bao and Bai Shanbao. In the end, they no longer needed to read the book and copy it. They just recited the entire book silently and compared it again to make sure there were no typos.

Then put them together.

Afterwards, Manbao would take it home and bind it for his sisters-in-law, and it would become a book.

And after two or three days of this, Bai Erlang no longer needed Master Bai to keep an eye on him, and he had indeed discovered the benefits of copying books.

Although I still hate copying books, I am not as bored as before.

Before the Lantern Festival, the three children only copied ten books. Manbao was not in a hurry. She planned to give them her old books and then she would just copy two more.

When Mr. Zhuang came back from the county town to celebrate the New Year, he saw old Mr. Zhou leading a group of children to the school. Even though he had known about it in advance from his apprentice, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Mr. Zhuang was just surprised, while the villagers in Qili Village were stunned.

In the past, when the school opened, villagers would not come to watch, because in their view, this was very rude behavior and might make Mr. Zhuang unhappy.

But at this moment, they couldn't help it anymore, and they all gathered near the school to watch the excitement, feeling extremely surprised.

"This old Zhou family has found gold? Why did they send all their children to school?"

"Is it because Mr. Zhuang doesn't accept their family as a cultivator?"

"Why? Because of Man Bao?"

"It's good to have a smart daughter."

"You know what? The books that Lao Zhou's children study are all copied by Man Bao. Oh, I took a look yesterday and they are just like the real ones."

"...are there any fake books?"
Chapter completed!