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There is still a year and a half before the disaster that forced Meng Yunniang to destroy her appearance in order to protect herself. During this time, Jiang Liu must improve his status in the family, at least to make the family leaders think he is useful, Otherwise, even if he can avoid the first catastrophe, he cannot escape the second and third times calculated by someone with a heart
At this time, the benefits of a strong clan concept are reflected.
Scholars, farmers, businessmen, and scholars are the most respected. If Jiang Liu can show enough talent for reading to make the clan feel that he is a seedling worth investing in, then Jiang Liu's mother and son's life in the clan will be much more comfortable.
Because once he develops, the benefit will not only belong to him, but also the glory of the whole clan.
?I wonder if the Wang family has produced one Jinshi and three Juren, and now the county magistrate respects the Wang family a little. Every time the imperial court calls for labor, the Wang family has the least number of people.
Seeing the big from the small, if a family can have someone who can speak in the government, how much will it benefit the family.
In recent years, the Jiang clan has also attached great importance to the cultivation of the children in the clan. However, there are too many poor people in the clan, and most of them cannot afford to study. After that, there were only five scholars and nine children born in the clan, and three of them were from the direct branch of the Jiang family.
But when it comes to the right to speak, even one hundred scholars may not be effective.
Now there is a school in the village. One of the two scholars who teach is the son of the patriarch, and the other is a poor scholar from a poor family in the clan who needs to be helped. Jiang Liu decided to start with the son of the patriarch¡ª¡ª
Jiang Liu went to the mill in the village first, intending to say hello to his mother first, in case the other party returned home halfway and didn't see him in a hurry.
The mill in the village is a clan property, and the money earned is used to maintain a series of expenses such as the repair of the ancestral hall. Because it provides convenience to the clan, it is cheap to use the stone mill inside, but it is also because of the low fee that it cannot be used. The mule helps, and it all depends on its own people to polish.
It's the beginning of spring now, and ordinary strong men have to wear two spring shirts to not feel cold, but Meng Yunniang, who has been wearing it for half an hour, is already sweating profusely in just wearing a single spring shirt. The temple hair sticks to the forehead, the sweat slips down the bun, and some wet eyelashes seep into the eyes, the salty, piercing eyes are hot and painful, but Meng Yunniang doesn't care about wiping the sweat, she is going to grind all the beans all at once It's over, let's go back and prepare the tofu to buy tomorrow.
There are six stone mills in the mill. Except for Meng Yunniang who is grinding soybean milk, the rest of the mills are all flour, and these families are all men as the main force of the milling, while the women in the family help to use bags to grind the ground. Put the flour away.
In contrast, Meng Yunniang looked a little miserable.
"Dalang, why are you here?"
? Seeing her son running to the mill, Meng Yunniang quickly untied the grinding rope tied to her body, relieved the tense shoulder muscles, walked up to her son and squatted down in two or three steps.
"Did someone go to the house to make trouble?"
No wonder Meng Yunniang thought too much, when her husband just passed away, people came to her door from time to time, so she didn't dare to come to the mill to grind soybean milk, for fear that her son would be snatched away when she wasn't paying attention .
"No one comes to the house, mother, I want to go to the school to play with Uncle Xin."
The full name of Uncle Xin in Jiang Liu's mouth is Jiang Fangxin. He is only two years older than him, and he plays well with him in the original body. Although they are a generation behind, they usually get along with friends.
"Okay then, but you have to obediently wait outside the school. If the teachers are in class, you must not rush in rashly. Also, don't go to the mountains or go out of the village. If you meet any strangers If you want to eat candies, you should yell loudly and call out all the elders in the village."
Meng Yunniang also knew that it was not an option to keep her son at home all the time, so after a few careful reminders, she agreed to her son's request.
? When leaving the mill, Jiang Liu looked at his mother who had re-tied the mill rope and bowed and pushed the wooden handle of the stone mill, and felt that he had to speed up a little¡ª¡ª
"At the beginning of human beings, the nature is good. The nature is similar, but the habits are far awayOne becomes ten, ten becomes hundreds. Hundreds become thousands, thousands become thousands."
Jiang Fangzheng came from home and was about to go to the Shushu to teach when he was attracted by the childish voice from under the apricot tree outside the Shushu.
This is a student who is not in the school, but ran outside to endorse, and the voice sounded strange, and he couldn't connect with any of the students he taught.
"Who are you?"
Go in and look, facing theJiang Fangzheng couldn't recognize which of his students this was even more unfamiliar with his delicate and childish round face.
"Uncle Jiang."
Seeing the target approaching, Jiang Liu stopped reciting, stood up neatly, and bowed very politely.
"Whose family are you a child, what are you doing outside the school?"
Hearing Jiang Liu's name, Jiang Fangzheng realized that this was not his student, but a child from a certain family in the clan, but he was curious, how could the other party recite the Three Character Classic so fluently, and he looked only five or six You must know that the students accepted by the school are also starting from the age of six, and that group of students can only recite the first part of the Three-Character Sutra stumblingly, and cannot be as fluent as he is.
Could it be an elder in the family who enlightened it?
However, there are only a few scholars in the clan, and they are all acquainted with Jiang Fangzheng. If the other party has such a smart child in his family, he has no reason not to know.
"My father passed away, and my mother was called Tofu Lady."
It is a taboo for the younger generation to call the elders by their first names. Fortunately, Jiang Liu was young and said his mother's nickname with an ignorant look, so no one would think he was ignorant.
"Mother was grinding beans at the mill, and I was bored, so I waited outside the school for my Uncle Xin to play with me after school."
Jiang Liu pointed in the direction of the Shushu, indicating that he did not appear outside the Shushu at random.
As soon as he mentioned the tofu lady, Jiang Fangzheng knew whose son Jiang Liu was. After all, Jiang Dachun's family was the only one who could make tofu in the village. After his death, the craftsmanship was passed on to his wife. As the patriarch, the family is the most important thing, and Jiang Fangzheng has heard of it as the son raised by the next patriarch.
But if he remembered correctly, Jiang Dachun didn't know a single character, so it was impossible for him to enlighten his son. In this case, where did Jiang Liu learn the Three Character Classic?
"What were you reciting just now?"
Jiang Fangzheng bent down and asked in a childish tone.
"I don't know, I heard the people in it memorize it like that, so I learned it casually."
Jiang Liu shook his round head with an innocent expression.
"Learned casually?"
Jiang Fangzheng suppressed his excitement and shock: "Apart from the few passages just now, what else have you learned?"
He had a vague guess in his heart, but he couldn't be sure.
"what else?"
Jiang Liu tilted his head and thought for a while: "Regulations for disciples, teachings of sages Parents teach, you must listen carefully Although things are small, don't keep them privately. There are still some things that I didn't hear clearly and I don't remember."
He didn't dare to show too much, and he recited the disciple's rules halfway, pretending not to remember, and stopped reciting.
But even that was enough for Jiang Fangzheng to look him up and down with the eyes of rare treasures.
Photographic memory, no, photographic memory.
In the past, Jiang Fangzheng had only heard of such a genius in his story books and rumors. This kind of person was selected from thousands of people.
Jiang Fang was trained as the next patriarch. He is open-minded and will not hate Jiang Liu just because he is better than him. He would even kill this little genius in the cradle. , if he can go to high school, how much benefit will it bring to the Jiang family.
Leaving aside, as long as Jiang Liu wins the exam, the Jiang clan's voice in this area will not be comparable to what it is now.
Jiang Fangzheng took a few deep breaths, but now he didn't dare to recklessly reveal what he was thinking. He stroked Jiang Liu's head in relief, and planned to have a good discussion with his father at night¡ª¡ª
Although he didn't get a satisfactory result immediately, Jiang Liu knew that everything would develop as he had guessed. After dinner at night, Jiang Liu was lying on the bed and was about to go to bed when 001 ran out.
"Isn't the host going to study hard?"
It floated in mid-air, looked at Jiang Liu and said.
Today, Jiang Fangzheng was fooled, but the more hope he gave Jiang Fangzheng, the higher his expectations for Jiang Liu must be. Although Jiang Liu has the memory of his original body, it is very difficult to use it flexibly.
For example, the ancient fonts are completely different from the simplified characters that Jiang Liu is used to. Due to inertia, Jiang Liu is prone to missing arms and legs when writing. According to 001's idea, from now on, Jiang Liu should get used to it and use it. new text.
"Think of all those lovely girls waiting for you to save."
001 cheers for Jiangliu.
Hearing what 001 said, Jiang Liu finally got off the bed aggrieved, took a bowl from the kitchen resignedly, filled it with water and returned to the room, and practiced calligraphy with a branch on the stone floor.
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