Liu Bei had something to worry about and couldn't eat it. After finishing the meal, he rushed back to the dormitory. Seeing that there was a pen on Liu Xiu's desk, there was no sign of him. He knew that it must have been a confession. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but regret it. Although he was a little dissatisfied with Liu Xiu's inadvertent snatching him from the past two days, he was just a little emotion and was not yet sympathetic. He impulsively put a trap on Liu Xiu. If the husband was unhappy and expelled Liu Xiu directly, the matter would be a big deal.

When Liu Xiu was about being kicked out of the monastery because of this, Liu Bei felt even more nervous. He was neither sitting nor standing, like an ant on a hot pan. After a while, Gongsun Zan also came back. Seeing Liu Bei doing this, he smiled and said, "Xuande, what are you worried about?"

Liu Bei laughed awkwardly: "I was reckless for a moment and may have implicated my elder brother."

Gongsun Zan blinked, looked at Liu Bei with a smile and said, "Why, are you afraid that he will be kicked out?"

Liu Bei nodded and looked at Gongsun Zan for help: "Brother Bo Gui, do you think you can?"

Gongsun Zan shook his head: "It shouldn't be. Mr. Lu is a gentleman, not a kind of petty person. He wouldn't be embarrassed with your elder brother for this little thing. Besides, although your elder brother wrote a vulgar book, it is elegant and beautiful, which is enough to make many good calligraphy people ashamed. By the way, Xuande, doesn't he like reading? Where did he learn calligraphy?"

Liu Bei was stunned for a moment, shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know either. In the past... I rarely read him to write books."

Gongsun Zan tilted his head and thought about it, and became more and more curious.

Not long after, Liu Xiu came back with a bitter face. As soon as he entered the door, he glared at Liu Bei with some anger, sat in front of his bed angrily, and supported his knees with his hands and remained silent. When Liu Bei saw him, he felt even more nervous and laughed and leaned over and asked, "Brother, what are you asking for?"

"Don't you know?" Liu Xiu asked back.

Liu Bei blushed and said awkwardly: "I... how do I know?"

"Xuande, you should know that I didn't want to read any books. It was because you were coming to study, so I asked my mother to suffer with you." Liu Xiu sighed, held his head with his hands and fell back on the bed, and said with relief: "Now, I'm not happy because I used common writing to tell my husband, so I called me over and scolded him. Although I rewritten one, I don't know if I can pass. This is fine. If the husband doesn't accept me, I just packed my clothes and went home. Anyway, there are scholars in this monastery, and I'm very bored, so it's better to have fun at home."

When Liu Bei heard this, his face turned pale. He rushed to Liu Xiu and sat down, and said anxiously: "Brother, it's not so serious, right? You are not a person who has read books, so how can you know what official books are?"

"This is not my final decision." Liu Xiu turned over impatiently, lay on the bed with his clothes, kicked his feet twice, and took off the straw sandals under his feet. The straw sandals were sent by Liu Bei's mother before leaving. In order to thank Liu Xiu for convinced his mother Tang, he paid for them to study, and there were two layers of cloth inside, which was also considered a fine product.

After rushing for a day, Liu Xiu's feet were sweating a lot. As soon as he took off his straw sandals, a stinking smell came to his nose. Gongsun Zan frowned. When Liu Bei saw it, he had to push Liu Xiu: "Brother, wash your feet and go to bed. After walking for a day, it will be more comfortable to bubble your feet."

"What are you going to wash? Maybe you will have to walk for another day tomorrow." Liu Xiu said angrily.

Liu Bei was stunned and had to get up and take a big pot to the kitchen to make a pot of hot water, and then bring a wooden basin for washing his feet. He persuaded Liu Xiu to pull up and wash his feet. Liu Xiu lay weakly on the bed, looking listless, although he put his feet in the basin, he didn't move. Liu Bei felt guilty and had to squat down to wash his feet, and then wash himself. Then he went to bed to rest with great worries. But when he thought that if Liu Xiu was driven out tomorrow, his dream of studying would come to an end, and he could not sleep. He turned on the bed for the middle of the night before he could barely fall asleep.

Listening to Liu Bei tossing and turning on the bed, Liu Xiu almost burst into laughter. He handed the rewritten body to Lu Min. Although Lu Min didn't say anything, his face was not that ugly, and he didn't think he would be embarrassed with him. It was just that he was annoyed that Liu Bei was so mean, so he had to toss him. But he didn't expect that this future emperor of Shu was really a person who could stretch and bend, and he took the initiative to wash his feet and apologize.

Oh, this is worth living. I am afraid that I will be the first to let Liu Bei wash his feet, except for his own parents.

Fight with me? I'll kill you.

...

In the backyard, Lu Zhi and his son sat face to face. There were a lot of bamboo slips and silk books on the table, and the wooden slips that Lu Min-kang brought were placed in the middle. Lu Zhi looked at them carefully and said with some doubt: "Is this really written by Liu Xiu?"

"Yes, he handed it to me."

Lu Zhi shook his head and smiled: "This is a strange thing. A young man who only knows a few sentences of "The Analects of Confucius" and cannot even distinguish between official and common books, actually writes such good calligraphy. Is he really a talented person, but he just doesn't have the chance to study? I think only Cai Boyi can compare with him such good calligraphy. Liang Hu and others probably want to give him three points."

"Is it so good?" Lu Min was surprised. When he saw Liu Xiu's calligraphy, he also had a bright light, but he was far from feeling so outstanding. He knew that Cai Yong was a great calligrapher who Lu Zhi respected. He was famous in the capital for his profound learning and outstanding calligraphy skills. Lu Zhi always praised him when he mentioned him, saying that his calligraphy could not catch up with Cai Yong for another 30 years, and that Cai Yong was a natural scholar and calligrapher, and his talent was beyond his reach. Now he actually said that a young man could be compared with Cai Yong, which made him unable to believe it.

"This is a genius, not a manpower." Lu Zhi picked up Shu Jian and put it aside. Looking at the surprise on his son's face, he said lightly: "However, no matter how good the calligraphy is, it is just a helper of the calligraphy, and it should not be of great use. Cai Boyi became famous because he was proficient in the classics. Calligraphy is just a beauty, but it is not the foundation of his life."

"Abide by my father's teachings." Lu Min bowed to salute, and then said, "Father, although this son is not worth mentioning in his knowledge, calligraphy is really impressive. Why not arrange him to be a calligraphy assistant by his father and help him copy documents so that his father can rest more time. Now the court is full of troubles, and I don't know when he will call his father to Beijing. It is better for his father to pay more attention to his health."

Lu Zhi pondered without saying a word, and after a while, he said, "He has a poor academic foundation. Can he be competent?"

Lu Min smiled and said, "Didn't my father say he is a genius? Just try it and you will know. If it really doesn't work, just make arrangements."

Lu Zhi nodded, responded, and said for a while, "The capital city is too far away. Even if there is something happening, it will be a few months later. What I am worried about now is the north." He looked up at Lu Min and said, "When I was in Luoyang, I heard that in recent years, the Xianbei people entered the country every year, and several counties in the northern border were repeatedly slaughtered. Liu Yu, the governor of Youzhou, wrote to the court many times, but those nobles didn't care at all. What he said was, how many of them were from border counties?

No matter how fierce the Xianbei people make, they cannot affect their industry, but the people in the border counties are in trouble." He sighed, feeling a little excited: "It's okay if I'm not here. Now that I have returned to Zhuo County, even if I'm just an ordinary citizen now, I have to do my best. Zixing (Lu Min's name), if you have time, ask those scholars from border counties, pay more attention to the situation of the Xianbei people, and make some preparations in advance for the advice of the prefectures and counties."
Chapter completed!