Master Wu knew that he wanted to establish a foothold in Wujiatun. He couldn't do without literacy and accountability, so Master Wu took it seriously when he was 19 years old and really wanted to seek enlightenment from his husband. But at that time he discovered that those gentlemen have eyes above the top. Although these knowledgeable people are all around, they may not even be able to eat a full meal a day, but if they provoke the students, they are like picking animals. almost. Master Wu always held a mountain of money to beg his husband to accept his disciple, but the more money he held, the more the scholars hated him, and in the end he even abused him with those literary words.
Master Wu slowly "touched" the minds of these scholars. They are afraid that they will be tired by receiving a disciple with a bad reputation. To them, the strength of character is more important than the "life" of the whole family. thing.
Master Wu is a rough man in the country, rich in wealth, and very angry in the village. Almost all those scholars felt that if they really accepted such a disciple, they would not even have the face to go out. Another part was that Mr. Wu was not to listen to the saint’s enlightenment, but to understand the books and make more money. He came to beg Mr. Wu with all the stinky thoughts, and sighed with his forehead, as if Master Wu came to their door as a stupid donkey.
In the end, Master Wu relied on a stupid effort to let Wu Feng teach him while stealing the teacher. The old scholar in the house, the steward in the shop, even the storyteller in the outside teahouse, he tried every means. He stole learning from them. In the end, he really learned it. He knew how to write and read the account. If there is anything he can’t do, he just writes. Master Wu still doesn’t know how to write. He Can't even take a pen. But in Wu's family, he built a beautiful study room with various "messy" books collected from all over the world. If a scholar sees him putting the sub-collection of Scriptures and History with Gods and Weirds together, there are dramas on the other end. The painting book, Erotica and Qiu Yu, I am afraid that I will immediately cry out in the name of the saint and cry on the spot. The Four Treasures of the Study also moved home in one set. He didn't want people to say that he was ignorant, and he was even more afraid of being mentioned. Therefore, for his two sons, he made up his mind to let them learn what they could do!
Wu Feng's words only said part of his secret worry, and the other part was that he thought of the quirks of these scholars.
If he wanted Jingxian and Jingtai to use the same husband, would Jingtai's husband refuse to come again in a fit of anger? It was originally just to hire a husband for Jingxian. If Jingtai doesn’t even have a husband to use, wouldn’t it be a sesame seed or a watermelon? Too bad.
In addition, what if Jingxian had a monk with Jingtai’s husband, but the other gentlemen refused to teach anymore? It seems that acknowledging the husband is the same thing as acknowledging the father, and it would be unreasonable to change the other.
Master Wu thought about it, and finally dispelled the idea. Anyway, Jingxian has been waiting for seven or eight years, so there is no need to rush at this moment.
But please don’t pick radishes. Master Wu is worried about Jingxian’s late opening, and he is a little girl who grows up next to his aunt. It’s an unseen thing that can’t make it to the table. He wants to give it to him. He chose a respected person to teach him well, and vowed to make a plate of dog meat and serve it out.
No more than one hand can be found in Wujiatun Shili and Eight Townships, and no one can be invited back to be a child husband. Jingtai’s husband was sent by Wu Feng’s maiden brother. Seeing that Wu Feng had finally given birth to a son, her natal family was happy and invited her husband to him early.
Master Wu doesn't really know any scholars himself, it seems that these scholars are all in a circle, usually waiting for idlers to see them. For storytellers, those highly respected scholars generally shrink in the deep mountains and old forests, eating celestial fruit and drinking celestial dew, and they will come out only when knowledgeable people find them.
The few people that Mr. Wu looked for when he wanted to learn to read were actually not even scholars, but they were scholars who knew a few words and were waiting to be tested for scholars. One of the youngest was only twelve years old, but he was literate, so they could Throwing the things he sent to the ground in front of the five-big and three-thick Master Wu, the high energy that makes people hate it, is like they never eat and don't touch vulgar things.
Now Master Wu knows that the best thing to find, Mr. Wu, should be the old men, the older the better, the better. He himself had been busy for three or four months without even seeing the shadow of a gentleman. He was so anxious that there was a bubble around his mouth. He wanted to ask Wu Feng to ask her natal family to help again, but he couldn't say it. He hasn't told the Wu family about recording Jingxian under Wu Feng's name, so how dare he send it up for scolding
In a blink of an eye, half a year passed and nothing happened. One day a steward under him came and said that he inquired that there was an old talent in the village across two rivers to the west, but he didn't know if he was still alive. The steward said: "I heard that the reputation is good, knowledge is good, but the temper is not good. But the shopkeeper said that when he left the village, the gentleman was already very old, and he just didn't know now..."
Master Wu seemed to have caught a straw, and he quickly sent a competent steward to find the gentleman. He was also careful and confessed: "You have to go all the way and inquire all the way. You must have a good character and a high level of knowledge. As long as you go all the way and inquire all the way, you must be good. It's a good one, please come back!"
The steward took a generous gift, and took a few riders in the cart and left. This walk took more than two months. In the hottest mid-July, the steward asked him to return a hair and teeth, and the whole body was about to fall out. There is no old man who doesn’t patch his clothes.
Master Wu bowed down as soon as he saw this gentleman at the gate. In his words, this old gentleman was learned at first sight!
Because although this old man is in a panic, he can sit on the cart with a majestic attitude, his waist is straight and his shoulders are high, as if he is not sitting on a semi-broken cart, but in the palace. On the dragon chair, Mr. looked at people from his eyes, with such a noble taste.
Master Wu bowed in front of the door, personally helped his husband to get off the cart, then invited the husband into the main hall for tea, first tentatively mentioned Jingxian, the old gentleman hummed, and then asked the dog to worship Under the old gentleman's door, this person hummed again. Master Wu was overjoyed and quickly called Jingxian to come out to worship Mr. Jingxian. This person made Jingxian kneel on the ground for a moment and made a third sound. At this time, Master Wu asked him to give it to him. Shu Xiu, the old man stood up and took it, it's over.
That night, Mr. Wu was drunk to accompany his husband to dinner. He patted his chest and made a package. The husband lived in Wu's house. He had three meals a day, four seasons, and everything was available. The husband was drunk. The white, sparse goatee was covered with rape soup, and he nodded in satisfaction with another hum.
Everyone is happy.
Wu Feng learned about the invitation of her husband that night. She seemed to be so happy that she couldn't even speak, so she quickly called Jingxian over and told him to learn from her husband carefully, to be promising, and to prepare it for him. After receiving the Four Treasures of the Study, Jingxian said that tears filled his eyes before letting him go.
When Jingxian went out, Wu Feng's face was pulled down, and he sat on the kang and held the Buddhist beads in his hands.
Ms. Feng is an old mother married by Wu Feng's family, and she has the most trust. Seeing this, she drove away the girl in the house and sat on the edge of the kang to persuade: "Madam, relax. Master, come here every day, that's all. Now, that kid won't have a great future."
Wu Feng said with a sad face: "... Feng Ma, did you say that I shouldn't have let him in? If I didn't nod this head, he is still nestling in the small yard now! Now he moved in and invited him in. Sir, I'm about to be shoulder to shoulder with Jingtai, I don't think about it anymore!"
Feng's face turned pale, and she lowered her head and said in a low voice, "My wife is relieved, if you don't take him over, the second girl doesn't even have a name now. Besides..." She lowered her voice and looked around and said, "Tell me. , If it wasn't for your wife, you nodded this head, that woman would not be able to get out!
Thinking of the woman, Wu Feng's face "showed" a cruel "color". She sneered: "I'm just a child, can I still get out of my palm?"
Mother Feng smiled and persuaded: "What the wife said is that no matter how powerful the kid is, he can't get out of your palm! Don't even think about it. It seems that it's almost three shifts, so let's rest early."
After waiting for Wu Feng to rest, Ms. Feng returned to the house lightly. She still couldn't sleep. She took the needle and thread and started to mend the clothes, thinking about when Wu Feng was chatting with the second sister Wu in the house when she was only six years old. What the year-old second sister Wu said: "... As long as he is in our house, what we want to do is not always a matter of raising my hand? How will he grow in the future? How old is he now? He is really a genius, so can we. Make him a stupid man!"
Mama Feng's heart was chilling. How did she come up with this idea for this six-year-old baby? Even if it wasn't born to a mother, it was a father's real brother.
Mama Feng sighed and murmured: "What is thinking in the belly of the man above, where is my old lady to "worry"?"
From that day on, Ms. Feng never stayed in the hut next to the upper room. She always preferred to take two more steps back to her house and rest.
Jingxian had a husband, and he didn’t close his eyes for almost all night in the excitement. In the morning, he jumped up from her sex before dawn, sat on the bedside and waited for the girl to wake him up. He was not scared when the girl came to call him. Jumped, teased him for a while, changed him into clean clothes, waited for him to wash and eat, and then called a girl to lead him to the front yard.
The husband is a man, so of course he can't live in the backyard of Wu Feng and other female relatives.
Jingxian was led through the second door by the girl, and then walked through a long lane, from a small side door to the front yard, and then met her husband in a small room next to the wall of the lane.
Where Jingxian attends class is also a headache for Master Wu. Old Master Wu built a large yard in the front yard for his sons to use for lectures, but for the past few years, only Jingtai has been teaching in it. I don’t know when, that yard naturally became Jingtai. My yard is now, and the male servants who served with him, his husband, and the male servants who followed his husband all live in that yard, and the yard is full. When Jingxian's husband was also invited back, Master Wu realized that Jingxian had no place to go to class, so he had to temporarily find another room for that husband to use.
Master Wu is planning to build a new house. Anyway, the land around here is his own, and there are also materials and materials. Before that, he had to wrong Jingxian first.
Jingxian saw her husband and couldn't help but bow again. He felt that his husband was more majestic than Jingtai's, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud.
The husband led him to kneel before the statue of the saint, and then let Jingxian kneel on him, stand up and return to his seat, and then worship him again. He was half polite, and the two of them sat down in peace.
He didn't say a word, like a gourd with his mouth cut, silently teaching Jingxian to spread the book, so that his hands must be close to his side, and his waist should be upright sitting on a chair, unable to move. Jingxian was beaten by a caliper while trying to guess what he meant.
After tossing for a long time, the husband was finally willing to sit down and teach the text, but when he spoke, Jingxian was dumbfounded.