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7 Worry

The Jiujiang Guard fleet was storming down the river, and there was a storm along the way.

Merchant ships on the river avoided them. With such a large formation, even merchant ships with deep backgrounds dared not provoke them. Didn’t you see the flags that were cast on the big ship that took the lead?

On the Yangtze River, the passing ships are not new.

But such a large fleet is rare. It should have not appeared in decades. Perhaps only older people have seen it. When King Ning rebelled, there were also navy forces that were even larger than this fleet that were operating in Poyang Lake and the Yangtze River.

Well, because I heard me talk about what happened back then last night, Wei Guangde accidentally thought of the fleet that covered the sky and the sun in my mouth.

Such a great momentum naturally alarmed the people on both sides of the Yangtze River. When the people along the riverside saw the fleet, they consciously put down their work and rushed to the riverside to watch.

Many people also ran out of the military fortress, standing by the river and waiting far away.

When the fleet was over and there was no sight, they continued to walk back. At this moment, many of them had dispersed from the military fort, and only a dozen people were still standing there, looking at the fleet where there was no shadow.

The ten people were also the young and strong people left in the military fort. My father took away most of the young and strong people in the fort this time, leaving these ten people to guard the military fort. Wei Wencai was the leader in the crowd.

After Wei Wencai withdrew his gaze, he turned around and saw Wei Guangde and others walking from afar.

As they approached, the two brothers looked at each other without saying a word, and then the two groups gathered together and returned to the military fort.

After dinner, Wei Guangde still had no intention of practicing calligraphy and ran to his elder brother's room.

"Brother, I'll call someone back and go to the garrison every now and then to ask for information. I see that they are leaving so urgently, I'm afraid the north is really fighting."

Wei Guangde said while sitting on a chair, scratching his head.

"I know, don't talk about those things at home in the future, and I'm worried about it by Bai."

Wei Wencai obviously had a great influence because of the scene he saw in the afternoon and was not in high mood.

In fact, since last night, Wei Wencai has been worried. He doesn't want to send someone to inquire about any news, just because he is afraid of hearing bad information.

But he also knew that he was afraid it was useless, so he still wanted to support this family. Although his younger brother Wei Guangde was smart, he was only eleven years old after all.

"You should put your heart into reading. Your brother is not a material for studying. If your family wants to make a name for themselves in the future, they can only count on you."

Wei Guangde just nodded slightly to the elder brother's words, and then the two brothers said something.

Wei Guangde's performance in the past few days, especially his words and deeds in the past two days, has made Wei Wencai very satisfied. He feels that his younger brother has grown up.

Maybe the Wei family is the same and has a good memory.

Wei Wencai has been studying for a few years and has known a lot of calligraphy, but he just can't learn beautiful calligraphy. He is always twisted and often thug by private school teachers. Over time, he becomes tired of studying and is unwilling to go again.

As for the following Four Books and Five Classics, it’s even more complicated to learn. Maybe it’s not that I can’t learn it well, but that I’m unwilling to learn it.

Anyway, Dad Wei gave up in the end, as the eldest son who was destined to assassinate his official positions in all households.

As for Wei Guangde, his handwriting was slightly better in the past, but he couldn't be said to be beautiful. He could only be said to be a little better than Wei Wencai's ghost painting talisman, but it was only a little bit.

And now Wei Guangde naturally regressed to his brother's level.

Because the two brothers have their own affairs tomorrow, Wei Guangde just sat for a while, talked for a while and left, and went back to his house to rest.

Before leaving, Wei Wencai asked Wei Guangde to practice calligraphy well. He knew how he was so wrong at the beginning, and he was afraid that his younger brother would have such a bad habit. There was only one official position in his family.

Well, he gave up studying because of this, so he dropped out of school early and went home to manage a hundred-household office with his father.

But his younger brother Wei Guangde has nothing like this. Although he can live in the fort, he will definitely not live much.

As an older brother, I naturally hope that my younger brother will have a future, even if he is a scholar.

My father has saved a lot of money over the years, and Wei Wencai also knows it. In fact, he is planning to buy some land for him if Wei Guangde can get a fortune in the future, at least he can live.

If you have a good life and become a juren master, it would be even better. At least you can walk around in Madang. At that time, you are planning an errand, and then you will become a civil servant master.

When Wei Guangde returned to the house, he naturally didn't want to practice calligraphy. To be honest, he was a little worried about his father who went to the battle. If the ward was delayed, he would not be worried, but his attitude this afternoon.

Lying on the bed, Wei Guangde had a lot of thoughts and fell asleep unknowingly.

The next day, Wei Guangde still lived his first day's life. He got up early in the morning, went to a private school after breakfast, gave lectures in the morning, practiced calligraphy in the afternoon and got beaten.

A few more days have passed like this. Perhaps the Master was tired of fighting, and Wei Guangde seemed to be like a material for studying.

The private school teacher who taught them was named Sun and Sun Zikang. He was over fifty years old and was still a scholar. Wei Wencai was taught under his command.

I saw Wei Guangde very smart before, and I could remember the textbook I taught very quickly. Master Sun still likes Wei Guangde very much.

After starting to practice calligraphy, Master Sun was very concerned at the beginning, and Wei Guangde was also very hardworking. Although the words he wrote were not very outstanding, he could finally pass the eye.

But in the past few days, Wei Guangde's calligraphy has regressed very well. Master Sun thought it was written by his brother, if it weren't for looking at Wei Guangde's own writing.

Although he had heard about what happened a few days ago, after all, Wei Guangde had been lying at home for two days and asked for leave from Master Sun, but...

In the first few days, Master Sun was quite patient. He thought about whether he was frightened, but his heart had not calmed down. After all, he should be calm when writing. He was restless and irritable, but he couldn't write well.

But after a few days, my patience was exhausted, so I had to pick up the deterrent weapon in the private school - a ruler, and teach me a lesson.

The ruler seems to be a super weapon for ancient teachers to deal with students. Master Sun thought he was beaten by his teaching teacher back then, so he seemed so handy when using this weapon, and it can be regarded as being passed down from generation to generation.

As Master Sun, in fact, in the past ten years, he has long since stopped considering anything else, and has been counting on how many talents his subordinates can produce. The blow of six failures in the provincial examination has completely destroyed his ambition.

He was naturally very concerned about his dozens of school children and was also looking for the seedlings that could make him famous.

Wei Guangde was one of the seedlings he liked, but unfortunately, it seemed to be ruined again.

Wei Wencai was taught by him back then, but after Wei Wencai said that he would take office, he completely gave up Wei Wencai.

Fortunately, the Wei family sent Wei Guangde again. After a period of study, Master Sun found that the child's talent was not inferior to Wei Wencai.

What a pity!
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