An arrogant concubine fell from the harem

Chapter 227 Concubine Shu, it must be you who made trouble again (3)

"Three obediences and four virtues of a man?" Everyone Liu was dumbfounded again.

I blinked my eyes and didn't understand: "Master Liu, I, did I say something wrong? What I just said is really the three obediences and four virtues that men should abide by. Women have three obediences and four virtues, hehe, men also have three obediences and four virtues, sorry? This is called men and women. Everyone has a share, and they don’t owe each other.”

There was still silence around, and everyone looked at me.

It is estimated that it is not only everyone Liu who is stupid, but everyone.

After a while, everyone in Liu coughed, no matter what I said was wrong or right, she didn't have the guts to scold me.Therefore, everyone Liu smiled bitterly: "The words of Concubine Shu are too profound, and I can't understand it because I have little talent. I can read a book for everyone."

She picked up the "Internal Training" from the ground, opened it, and read it smoothly in a steady voice: "Chastity and tranquility, dignity and sincerity, are the virtues of a woman. Filial piety and benevolence, kindness and submissiveness, Virtue is ready. Husband’s morality is originally born and transformed into practice, bandits come from the outside, and the reality is in the body..."

I don't like these books in ancient times, they are boring and boring to death.

This Mr. Liu, either asks us to read "Internal Training", or "Book of Filial Piety", or "The Analects of Confucius", "Zuo Zhuan", and other unintelligible perverted books. Poetry, write calligraphy.

In addition to being afraid of writing poetry, I was also afraid of writing calligraphy.

You know, in the new era of the 21st century, brushes are about to become extinct.Especially the so-called new, new, and new people like me have always dismissed such old antiques as brushes.Who is so stupid, don't use a good water-based pen and ballpoint pen, but use that troublesome brush?

But in ancient times, there was no choice. People had not yet invented the water-based ballpoint pen, so they could only use brushes. The ink was still the kind that was too troublesome to grind with an inkstone.

Every time I write brush characters, I am always in a mess.

I don't know how to grasp the brush, I hold it horizontally for a while, hold it vertically for a while, and hold it straight again for a while. The characters drawn by the soft hair are like Picasso's paintings, very abstract.The dot is like a big ink blob, the vertical one is like a thin wooden stick, the horizontal one is bent into a snake, and the one stroked is like a big broom.

Chunmei rubbed ink for me beside me.I was sweating profusely, and finally finished the two poems.

(End of this chapter)