Chapter 70 Is it similar to the Zheng family style?
This rule was not set by Feng Yong, but by the tacit understanding of everyone in the village, consciously or unconsciously. The Liao people also knew that they were outsiders and had a sense of inferiority towards the Han people, so they silently abided by this rule and naturally did not dare to violate it.
A society in which classes have been fixed is never a dynamic society. A society in which the upward path is blocked is a society that will have problems sooner or later.
This principle can be made smaller and applied to a small Zhuangzi, and it is also universal. Therefore, although Feng Yong did not intend to challenge the customs, he secretly mixed in some of his own private goods. For example, on the pretext that there are too few people in the mansion, the housekeeper is asked to pick someone from among the officials to work in the mansion. Such a statement would at least give the Liao people a glimmer of hope: this head of the family should be unlike other Han people who treat the Liao people as human beings. And there’s no telling, what if I am the next lucky one?
A bowl of poisonous chicken soup was brought from later generations by Feng Yong and poured into these officials.
As Feng Yong’s personal maid, Yaomei always follows the master and is always at his service. It's just that the housekeeper went to the city today, and as the third most important figure in the mansion, she had to stay at the mansion. Looking at the sun outside, I was thinking about whether I had finished drinking the tea on the **** and whether I should send some more to the master. Unexpectedly, Huang Yueying had already arrived at Feng Mansion at this time.
Fortunately, she had met Huang Yueying several times. Although she didn't know her identity, she knew that she was a noble person in the city. She immediately informed her master that he was going uphill to clear up wasteland with the people in the village today. Huang Yueying immediately changed her mind and asked Yaomei to lead the way towards the hillside behind the village.
Before anyone could reach them, they saw a group of people working in full swing on the **** from a distance, and the sound of reading could be heard clearly.
Huang Yueying was startled, wondering who would open a school here in the countryside?
As I got closer, I realized that it was actually a group of children lined up on the **** who were reading. Who is Feng Yong standing in front of those children, walking back and forth with his hands behind his back?
Although Zhao Guang once told her about Feng Yong teaching children in the village to read, she thought that enlightenment was not an easy task, let alone educating children in the village? I guess I just teach a few words in my spare time. Unexpectedly, when I saw him today, it was beyond my expectation.
The scorching sun shone on a group of villagers' children who were in the military ranks and recited the enlightenment poem. Looking from a distance, there seemed to be colorful lights. Even though they were holding an oil umbrella, they felt dizzy. A feeling of dazzling.
This **** boy, how many things are still in his stomach that haven't been shaken out?
"What article are you reading over there? You've never heard of it?" Huang Yueying stopped and listened quietly for a while before she asked.
She originally meant to ask Zhao Guang, but Yaomei who was leading the way thought she was asking her, so she stopped immediately, turned around and saluted: "Madam, that is the Thousand Characters compiled by the Lord for the enlightenment of the children in the village." arts."
"That's the Thousand-Character Essay?" Huang Yueying listened attentively for a while and praised, "It's as plain as words, easy to recite and remember. It's really a masterpiece for enlightenment." After speaking, he looked at Yaomei again and asked, " Do you also know this article?"
Yaomei pursed her lips and smiled: "Madam, when my master compiled this essay, I was still watching. Speaking of which, I am the first slave to learn a thousand-character essay in this village."
"You have actually learned this article?" Huang Yueying felt a little incredible, "Then you can also memorize what the children memorized above?"
Seeing that a maid in the Feng Mansion could actually say such a thing, Huang Yueying, who had always felt that she had a certain understanding of Feng Yong, now looked at the figure walking up and down the **** with no proper posture. , suddenly felt so strange.
"I heard in the past that the maidservants in Zheng Gong's house were also elegant. I didn't expect to see such strange things in Fengzhuang today." Guan Ji, who had rarely spoken before, suddenly spoke, her eyes straight. He looked up the slope, not knowing what he was thinking.
She had seen how Feng Yong taught the children in Fengzhuang open space several times. It's just that Feng Tuluo's rural education career had just started at that time. Feng Yong only taught a few words at a time, and the children could only memorize the first few sentences of the Thousand-Character Classic. Naturally, they looked far less uniform than they do now. Qi recited a long article loudly and was shocked.
In the past, all the maids in Zheng Xuan's house were familiar with "Mao Shi". One of the maids tasted the meaning of disobedience, and Xuan Mingchang knelt down in front of the steps. One of the maids playfully asked him, "Why are you in the mud?" The maid responded and said, "If you talk lightly, you will be angry."
The dialogues between the two maids are all from the Book of Songs, and they are so elegant. Zheng Xuan taught well, and everyone knew about it.
What Guan Ji told is such a story.
“The Book of Kaimeng is not as good as Mao’s poems.”
Huang Yueying did not agree with this. She turned around and glared at Zhao Guang fiercely. This is also a confused boy. He only mentioned such an important matter to her and didn't even tell her the outline.
Zhao Guang was stared at inexplicably, and he was very confused - What did I do wrong?
As the sun grew stronger, Feng Yong turned around a few times on the **** and felt a little unbearable. He couldn't help but sigh that he had finally lost his true nature as a farmer. Think about the past life when I was a child, facing the strong sun, enduring the sweltering heat, and working in the fields with adults. I worked in the high temperature for a whole day without any discomfort. But now, I have long lost the spirit of contempt for the sun.
Amei, a Liao girl who was pulled out as a temporary maid, handed over a bowl of tea with a wink. Feng Yong looked at the dark-skinned girl with admiration, took the bowl and drank it in one gulp.
“My lord, Yaomei and the young lady are here with someone.”
Amei, a Liao girl, is seventeen years old and speaks Chinese fluently. I heard that her father-in-law was a Han Chinese and taught her to speak Chinese since she was a child. However, she died of illness when she was twelve years old. Amei’s mother raised her alone until she was fifteen, and she passed away two years ago. Of course, this was what the housekeeper told Feng Yong after he inquired about it.
I have to say that Feng Yong has such a housekeeper, which really saves him a lot of worry. As long as it is the people and things in the village, he will try his best to control them in his hands, so as not to let accidents disturb Feng Zhuang's peace.
Hearing Amei's words, Feng Yong turned around and saw Yaomei walking down the hillside with Huang Yueying. As for why Feng Yong knew it was Huang Yueying at a glance? Just look at the iceberg beauty next to the guy holding the umbrella.
Oh, **** love at first sight!
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