The moment he heard the sound, the Wenchang pen in Zhang Yuchen's hand disappeared instantly. He quickly stood up and bowed slightly to the visitor:

"The child has seen his father."

The person who came was none other than the eldest master of the Zhang family, one of the eight pillars of the Ming Dynasty, the only martial arts supreme in the royal family, and his father, Zhang Zonghan!

My father is usually either in the palace or on the way to the palace. Why did he have the leisure to wander around the family library today?

Zhang Yuchen secretly scolded the other party for disturbing his copying, but suddenly noticed that there was another person beside him.

This man has a handsome appearance, and is dressed in white clothes with gilt moiré patterns. His movements and gestures reveal a certain elegance. Just by looking at him, you feel like you want to worship him.

Great Confucian!

The seventh chapter of Confucianism and Taoism, the Great Confucianism has something to say.

Uprightness is like a river, and everyone who sees it admires it.

Could this be the Hanlin bachelor?

Zhang Yuchen's heart trembled, he wouldn't be beaten out of his cultivation by this Hanlin bachelor, would he?

The next moment, he felt a whirlwind in his heart, and the Hanlin University Scholar did not see anything unusual. Only then did he remember that he had this passivity called physical connection with Mount Lu.

With this passivity, he is no different from ordinary people in the eyes of others.

Zhang Zonghan didn't know that his youngest son had experienced such a rich psychological change in just ten seconds. He just looked at the other person coldly and repeated the question:

"Let me ask you, what are you doing here?"

"The child is copying books."

"Copy books?"

Although Zhang Zonghan's expression did not change, his tone showed a bit of irritability:

"The dignified eldest son of the Zhang family, but he likes to write and dance, which has ruined the reputation of my Zhang family!"

"You don't want to reach a higher level of martial arts practice, but you are wasting your time here. I should not have shown mercy for a moment and left you like a traitor here!"

"Get out!"

Zhang Yuchen lowered his head slightly, but anger surged in his heart!

The man in front of me, because he was drunk, abused his mother who was a slave. After he had his own child, he turned against him and refused to recognize anyone else. It was his mother who begged so hard that he reluctantly left the mother and son in the house.

Not only did he receive cold looks and be called a bastard, but his mother was also humiliated by having three wives and four concubines, and even died of hatred!

He actually has the nerve to say that this was a moment of compassion on his part?

"Everyone in this house knows that this child is incompetent in martial arts and has not read the books of sages. How can I wait for my father to take pity on me again and again and give me a good place to go?"

"I dare to ask my father, if I am self-reliant, does this count as ruining the reputation of the Zhang family?"

Zhang Yuchen suddenly raised his head and spoke loudly and forcefully. These words were all filled with resentment in his heart!

But the next moment, a sharp cold wind forced him to take a few steps back. The power of the supreme martial arts almost made his legs tremble and he could not stand upright!

Even though he has become a scholar, he still cannot be as powerful as a martial artist!

However, he didn't retreat, he just bit the bullet and looked directly into Zhang Zonghan's sword-like eyes!

Suddenly, a breeze blew by, causing most of the pressure on Zhang Yuchen to dissipate in an instant.

"Why is it necessary for the Zhu Kingdom to be like this? Martial arts can prosper a country, and literature can govern a country. Since His Royal Highness is not proficient in martial arts, it is reasonable for him to be knowledgeable."

"Hmph, I'm a martial artist, what's the use of having a son who can read?"

"I think it's very useful."

Hanlin University Scholar smiled slightly:

"Nowadays, everyone in the country knows the power of Zhuguo. Although martial arts are powerful, they can easily break the rules."

"If the prince becomes famous as a scholar, it will not only reassure Zhu Guo, but also gain a good reputation among scholars. Why not?"

Zhang Zonghan was silent for a moment, then sneered:

"That's why I hate you lousy bookworms, you guys have taken all the time!"

"Since you want to come to this library to meditate, just stay with this bastard!"

"I have something else to do, let's go first!"

Zhang Zonghan turned around suddenly and disappeared in the next second.

The Hanlin University scholar walked up to Zhang Yuchen in a few steps and pulled him up:

"Even though Zhu Guo looks like this, he actually has a very delicate heart."

"You contradicted him just now, and he was very happy."

Happy? He is not in the mood to please his father.

Zhang Yuchen sneered in his heart and saluted the Hanlin scholar:

"Thank you, Grand Master, for your help!"

"Young Master, there is no need to be polite. My name is Yang Tiance. If you don't mind, just call me Mr. Yang."

Yang Tiance smiled slightly, then turned his attention to the manuscript Zhang Yuchen had just copied, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised!

"The brushwork is so powerful, like a dragon playing with a pearl. Who would have thought that the prince has such good calligraphy?"

"Mr. Yang is so complimentary."

Written with Wenchang pen, of course it looks good.

"I really have never seen such good calligraphy, and I am definitely not flattering you. If the prince had specialized in calligraphy, I am afraid he would be one of the first-class calligraphers in the Ming Dynasty!"

"Young man, I can't help myself when I'm in the Zhang Mansion."

Yang Tiance glanced at Zhang Yuchen again. This prince is articulate and eloquent. He is really a talented person.

That is to say, it is a fate that made him born into the family of such reckless men. It is a pity!

There was a slight movement in his heart, and a look of righteousness passed through his eyes. After looking at it several times, he couldn't help but show disappointment on his face.

This child's qualifications are mediocre. Even if he can really join Confucianism and Taoism, he will only reach the level of half a boy in his lifetime.

What a pity, what a pity!

With the intention of cherishing talents, Yang Tiance's hand flashed with light, and several books appeared in his palm.

"Since the prince likes to read and copy books, then take this book."

"These are a few books I collected in Hanlin. Although the Zhuguo Library is large, it does not necessarily contain these books by saints."

"Just think of it as a meeting gift."

Zhang Yuchen quickly took the book and thanked him profusely!

Yang Tiance smiled slightly, contemplated for a moment in the library, and then left.

Looking at the gift from the great scholar in his hand, Zhang Yuchen felt more excited in his heart.

How could there be so many sages’ books in this world for him to copy?

If you copy one copy, you will lose one.

This gift in Yang Tiance's hand is really a timely help. After all, his father's library contains more martial arts or strange stories, and there are only a hundred books of real sages.

After having these few books, maybe he can reach the third level of Confucianism and Taoism, the realm of a scholar before finishing copying the books!

By that time, at his age, there will probably be few Confucian scholars who are more powerful than him.

As for his third brother, who is on the second level of martial arts and has transformed into another form, it is no longer difficult to bully him like a dog!

"Not enough, not enough! I have to continue copying!"

Zhang Yuchen became more and more excited, thinking that he would soon be able to take revenge. Without saying a word, he tried his best to drain his awe-inspiring righteousness and use it to understand the way of sages!

"The twenty-first success in copying books, reward: one year of Taoism!"

"The 22nd successful copying of the book, reward: Thunder Curse!"

......

"The twenty-fifth successful copying of the book, reward: Sprinkle ink into a halberd!"

"Huh?"

Zhang Yuchen, who was already starry-eyed, was slightly stunned when he heard the last reward.

If he is not mistaken...
Chapter completed!