The Analects of Righteous Father’s Collapse

There is still a year and a half before the scourge that forced Meng Yunniang to self-defease for self-preservation. During this time, Jiangliu must improve his status in the family, at least to make the family in power think he is useful, Otherwise, even if he can avoid the first disaster, he can't avoid the second and third times calculated by someone who is interested in...

At this time, the benefits of strong clan ideas are reflected.

The agriculture, industry and commerce, and the status of the gentry are the most respected. If Jiangliu can show enough talents to study, and make the clan feel that he is a Miaozi worth investing in, then the life of Jiangliu mother and son in the family will be much more comfortable.

Because once he is developed, the benefits are not just for him, this is the glory of the entire clan.

I think that the Wang family is not because there have been one jinshi and three men in the clan. Now the county magistrates respect the Wang family a few points. Every time the court conscripted labor, the people of the Wang clan were the least.

From a young age to a big one, if a family can have people 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 training of the children of the clan. There are too many poor people in the clan, and the majority can’t afford to study. The few who are willing to offer their children and grandchildren, but few outstanding talents, decades After coming down, there were five talents and nine children among the clan, three of them were from the Jiang family.

But to talk about the right to speak, there is not necessarily one of the 100 talents who works.

Now the village has opened a school, and the two talents who teach are the son of the patriarch, and the other is the poor scholar in the family who needs to be repaired. Jiangliu decided to start with the patriarch's son.

*****

Jiangliu first went to the mill in the village, planning to say hello to his mother first, but the other party in the province went home halfway without seeing him anxious.

The mill in the village is a clan industry. The money earned is used to maintain the repair of the ancestral hall and other expenses. Because it is for the convenience of the clan, it is cheap to use the stone mill inside, but it is also not available because of the low fee. The mules helped, and all depended on their own sanding.

Now in early spring, ordinary strong men have to wear two spring shirts to not feel cold, but Meng Yunniang, who has worn her for half an hour, is wearing a single spring shirt and is already sweating.The temple hair sticks to the forehead, the sweat slides down the hair bun, some wet eyelashes come into the eyes, salty, prickly eyes are hot and painful, but Meng Yunniang can’t take care of the sweat, and she intends to grind all the beans. Finished, so go back and prepare the tofu to buy tomorrow.

The six stone mills in the mill, except for Meng Yunniang who is grinding soybean milk, the rest of the people are grinding flour, and these people are all men as the main force of grinding, and the women at home are helping to grind them with bags. Put away the flour.

In contrast, Meng Yunniang looked miserable.

"Dalang, why are you here?"

Seeing his son coming to the mill, Meng Yunniang quickly untied the grinding rope tied to her body, soothed her tense shoulder muscles, and walked in front of her son in two or three steps.

"Is someone going to trouble at home?"

No wonder Meng Yunniang thinks that when her husband just passed away, someone would come to the house from time to time, and she didn’t dare to come to the mill to grind soy milk during that time. She was afraid that her son would be robbed when she didn’t pay attention. .

"No one comes home, mother, I want to go to Shuyuan to find Uncle Xin."

The full name of Uncle Xin in Jiangliu’s mouth, Jiang Fangxin, is only two years older than him, and he played with him very well. Although he is a generation older, he usually gets along with his friends.

"That’s good, but you have to wait outside the school. If the teachers are in class, you must not rush into it rashly. Also, don’t go to the mountain or go out of the village, if someone meets you and gives you candy Eat, you shout loudly and call out all the elders in the village."

Meng Yunniang also knew that it was not always a way to keep her son at home. After a few bites, she agreed to her son's request.

When leaving the mill, Jiang Liu looked at the mother who re-tied the grinding rope and pushed the stone-grinded wooden handle at the bow waist.

*****

"At the beginning of man, nature is good. Nature is similar, Xixiang is far away... One to ten, ten to hundred. One hundred to thousand, one thousand to ten thousand."

When Jiang Fang was coming from home and was preparing to go to the school to teach, he was attracted by the childish voice under the apricot tree outside the school.

This is a student who is not in the school, but ran outside to endorse, and the sound sounded strange, he could not be connected with any student l he taught.

"you are?"

Looking inside, Jiang Fangzheng couldn't even recognize which one of his students he was.

"Uncle Jiang people."

Seeing the goal coming, Jiang Liu stopped endorsement, Lisuo stood up and bowed very politely.

"Whose child are you, what do you do outside the school?"

Hearing the name of Jiang Liu, Jiang Fangzheng realized that this was not his own student, but a child of a certain family, but he was very curious. How could the other party recite the San Zi Jing so fluently, he looked like five or six At the age of one, you need to know that the enlightenment age of the students received by the school is also from the age of six. That group of students can only recite the front section of the three-character scriptures stumblingly, and they cannot be as fluent as he is.

Is it the elders of the family who enlightened?

There are only a few talents in the Ke nationality, all of whom are familiar with Jiang Fang. If there are such smart children in the other party's home, he has no reason to know.

"My father passed away, and my mother called her tofu lady."

It’s taboo for the junior to call the elder’s name, but fortunately, the river is young. A ignorant man said his mother’s nickname, and no one would think he was ignorant.

"My mother was grinding beans at the mill. I was bored. I was just outside the school waiting for my uncle Xin to play with me after school."

Jiang Liu pointed in the direction of the school, indicating that he did not appear outside the school at random.

As soon as he talked about the tofu lady, Jiang Fangzheng knew who Jiangliu's son was. After all, only Jiang Dachun's family would make tofu in the village. After his death, his craftsmanship was passed on to his wife. As the patriarch, he is the most important. As the son of the next patriarch, Jiang Fangzheng also heard about it.

But if he remembered correctly, Jiang Dachun didn't know one big character, and it was impossible to enlighten his son. In this way, where did Jiangliu's Sanzijing learn from?

"What were you doing just now?"

Jiang Fang was bending down and asked with the tone of coaxing the child.

"I don't know. I listened to the people in my back so I could just learn."

Jiang Liu shook his head round, his expression very innocent.

"Studying casually?"

Jiang Fang was holding back his excitement and shock: "Apart from learning the paragraphs just now, what else have you learned?"

There was a guess in his heart, but he was not sure.

"What else?"

Jiang Liu tilted his head and thought for a while: "Disciple rules, saint training...Parents teach, be respected... Although the things are small, don't hide them, and some are not clear, I don't remember."

He didn't dare to show too much, and he recite the disciples halfway as if he could not remember, and stopped recitation.

But even this is enough for Jiang Fangzhen to look at him up and down with his eyes looking at rare treasures.

Never forget, not right, but never forget.

In the past, Jiang Fangzheng had only heard of such wizards in the book and in the rumors. This kind of person must choose one out of the other. If you train them well, not to mention the talents, it is also a matter of time before the exam is held.

Jiang Fang was trained as the next patriarch. His mind is open-minded, and he will not be jealous of Jiang Liu because he performs better than him. He even kills this little genius in the cradle. Jiang Fang is thinking about training Jiang Liu. If he can go to high school, how much will the Jiang clan benefit.

Not to mention far, as long as the people in the Jiangliu test are lifted, the Jiang clan's right to speak in this piece is not comparable now.

Jiang Fang was taking a few deep breaths, but now he did not dare to rush out his thoughts and thoughts. He felt the head of Jiang Liu with joy, and planned to discuss with his father at night.

*****

Although he didn't get satisfactory results immediately, Jiang Liu knew that everything would develop as he guessed. After dinner at night, Jiang Liu was lying in bed and was preparing to sleep. 001 ran out.

"Is the host not going to study hard?"

It floated in mid-air and looked at the river and said.

Today, Jiang Fangzheng is fooled, but the greater the hope for Jiang Fangzheng, the higher his expectation for the river. The river has the original memory, but it is difficult to use it flexibly.

For example, the ancient typeface is very different from the simplified characters used by Jiangliu. The inertia makes it easy for Jiangliu to write without arms and legs. According to the idea of ​​001, Jiangliu should be used and used from now on. New text.

"Think of those lovely girls who are waiting for you to save."

001 cheer for the river.

Listening to the words of 001, Jiangliu finally got down on the bed in grievances, fatefully took a bowl from the kitchen, filled it with water and returned to the room, holding a branch on the stone brick floor to practice the word.

For the lovely girls, is he a cute boy destined to endure the torment of fate?