The Old Patriarch walked in slowly with his hand on his back, glancing at the several children who were sitting upright in a reginted manner before he coughed softly and asked, "Do all of you know each other?"
"Yes, we do." Several children responded.
"Mmm." Only then did the Old Patriarch walk down and said to Bowen, who was sitting in front of him and said, "The last ti, I asked you to morise a book, today you will write it out."
"Yes, Great Grandfather." Bowen answered in a reginted manner and didn't look back any further, but began to grind his ink and write silently.
"Xue'er, this is the character you will practice today." The Old Patriarch handed out her howork and walked over to Boqing, saying, "Today, you will practice your calligraphy, and your assignnt is here."
After assigning work to the three of them, he then walked over to the three of them and asked, "Have you ever studied formally? What do you know?"
Hao'er thought for a mont and said, "I don't quite rember, but, I rember that my parents did teach them."
Hearing this, the old man paused for a mont and asked, "So, do all of you know how to write your own nas?"
"Yes, we do." The three of them said in unison.
"Write it down and let's have a look." He pulled over the chair next to him and sat between them.
Then he saw the three children pick up the brush, dabbed so ink, and earnestly wrote down their nas on the paper, before handing them over for him to see.
When he saw what they handed to him, he was a little surprised. Hao'er's words were crisply written, and the two small ones, although the written strokes were not as stable, but looking at the regular spacing, it was not quite what kids their age would write.
After all, they were still so young ...
However, thinking about the distinctive temperant of these three children, it was not surprising.
"Well, the characters are all written well, today, I will first test you all to see what you all know." He looked at the three children, thought about it, and tested them one by one.
However, what he didn't expect was that this school test would yield such startling results.
The three children knew more than he expected, especially Hao'er, it was a book that he had not read and he just let him read it once and he could already morise it. His amazing mory really shocked him.
However, Old Patriarch Pan wouldn't have thought that it was because Hao'er was a cultivator, and his spirit consciousness was not comparable to that of any ordinary person.
In just one morning, Old Patriarch Pan could not help but cherish his talent, he found that not only Hao'er, but also the two children who were less than three years old, their mory was also very good. With a little bit of explanation, their level of understanding and comprehension won him over.
"That's all for today, ti to head back! Do the howork you've been assigned, I'll check them one by one tomorrow." The Old Patriarch reminded them and dismissed them.
Over the next few days, the days went on as usual, only, Hao'er learnt things extrely fast, even Bowen couldn't catch up with him. Moreover, he didn't only learn to read and practise calligraphy, he even learnt painting.
On this day, the Old Patriarch was on his way back after class, and when he walked slowly to the front, he t Pan Hong, and after Pan Hong made a bow, he asked, "Why haven't I seen Pan Ning over the past few days? What has he been busy with these days?"
"Grandfather, I don't know what he's been busy with lately, but I see that he goes out early every day and doesn't return until dark." He paused for a mont, as if rembering sothing, and said, "Yes, today I heard soone say that he ran to have a look at the Palace's book collection."
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