"This simplified character has a simpler structure than the small seal script and is easier to write."
Xiao He put down the last stroke and admired his own writing.
It has to be said that simplified Chinese characters have a unique beauty of being upright and elegant.
"Alas, calligraphy is difficult to learn. I'd rather spend my time practicing swordplay and learning military tactics."
"It will take some time. If you become a general in the future, Brother Han will have to write memorials to His Majesty."
"That's right... Then I'll practice calligraphy for an extra half hour every day."
Han Xin smiled awkwardly, but his aversion to practicing calligraphy suddenly disappeared.
Seeing that the young man listened to the advice, Xiao He smiled slightly. Brother Han still has a bit of a childish mind.
Stroking the snow-white and delicate paper again, Xiao He couldn't help but sigh.
"Your Majesty and the Empress are truly generous! They gave us this snow paper for free, costing only one penny per piece."
"One penny a piece?!"
The poor boy was dumbfounded for a moment, and felt that the stack of snow paper as thin as a cicada's wing was emitting a shining golden light.
Only when he heard Xiao He chuckled did he come to his senses, his ears burning, and he quickly changed the subject.
"Your Majesty and the Empress are generous to the core. They didn't even accept the salary."
"They also provide three free meals a day, but for some reason the cafeteria lady's hands are always shaking..."
"But, all in all, we made the right choice to come to this academy!"
Han Xin's eyes were filled with gratitude and relief.
The comfortable life he now has with books to read and food to eat is something he never expected after losing his parents.
Now he only wants to work hard and become a talent as soon as possible, expand the territory of the Qin Dynasty, and repay the kindness of His Majesty and the Queen.
"Well, we are very lucky, but we don't know when we will be appreciated."
Although Xiao He was only an adult, he was not young in ancient times when life expectancy was generally short.
But so far, his political ambition has not yet been realized, and he inevitably feels disappointed.
Seeing this, Han Xin had an idea and hurriedly tried to comfort her clumsily.
"A few days ago, Zhang Liang had the honor of meeting the Empress. Brother Xiao is extremely talented and will surely be appreciated soon."
After he finished speaking, Xiao He frowned in thought, with curiosity flashing in his eyes.
Is there something so special about Zhang Liang?
"Brother Han, could you introduce Brother Zhang to me?"
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