Last night, Wu Dawei finally had a comfortable bed and a single room, but tonight he suddenly moved to a small courtyard with his new teacher. He was surprised to learn that he would live here for a long time in the future. After all, this was the capital of the Ming Dynasty, larger and more prosperous than Florence, and he was still living in the home of an official.
The servant's room that was assigned to him before was actually in pretty good condition, not to mention the current treatment. Moreover, the teacher who was specially invited to teach him would live with him. In his country, that was the treatment of the eldest son of a real noble family - many sons other than the eldest son did not have such conditions, and were either sent to serve as knights or go to seminary!
Therefore, the blond boy was extremely surprised. What made him even more excited was that the eunuch Liang even brought a few boxes of books, claiming that they were all teaching materials for his lectures. For him, who loved books like his life, this was like a mouse falling into a honey jar, or in other words, like arriving in heaven.
Therefore, even though he was immediately taken to the front of the strict new teacher that night and began the simplest education of Heaven, Earth, the Emperor, Parents and Teachers, he was still full of energy and had no complaints at all.
Zhang Shou, who secretly sent Ah Liu to sit in and observe, learned that the teacher and student were actually taking classes overnight. After accompanying Zhu Ying for a walk to digest the food after dinner and returning to the room first, he took a deep breath and remembered his student days when he had classes during the day, homework at night, and just studied in a different place on weekends. He had no rest all year round.
He could even foresee the painful study time that the blond boy would have in the future, but after hearing what Ah Liu said about the happy and joyful look on his face after following Liang Jiucheng back to the house, he felt that this studious boy would probably be able to hold on for at least a while. As for how long, that would depend on his determination. Anyway, Ah Liu would be watching him.
He had already agreed with Liang Jiucheng that they would spend an hour every afternoon talking about idioms, Tang and Song poetry, some simple historical stories and common sense, and then there would be calligraphy lessons. On the one hand, this was to make it easier for Wu Dawei to accept it slowly, and on the other hand, of course, it was also to take into consideration that the little ones at home could just take the opportunity to attend the lessons.
Therefore, he had to tell Ah Liu: "You don't have to spend every day in the public school, or go and interact with all kinds of people when you have nothing to do. Take some time to come back and do your job as an inspector, and learn something yourself. You must know that learning makes people progress."
Seeing Ah Liu's face suddenly become bitter, just like the worrying look when he used to teach people to read and write, Zhang Shou suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Some people are good at literature but not martial arts, and some people are good at martial arts but not literature. Ah Liu is undoubtedly the latter. He patted the boy's head helplessly, and suddenly felt that in just a few months, people seemed to grow taller than him, and he would never be able to catch up in the future. He suddenly felt a little disappointed.
Of course, this emotion came and went quickly, and he immediately said unhappily: "I'm not asking you to take the imperial examination. If you can put a little bit of your understanding from martial arts into studying, I don't say you will achieve much, at least..."