Chapter 67 Daily Life
Since Sui Gongyan was not around, the palace did not set too strict academic requirements for the two children, so they had more time to play in the afternoon.
Zhu Haozhen became Mr. Zhu and was the one who gave the lectures.
The originally boring learning became very interesting because the lecturer was a playmate of the same age. In addition, Zhu Hao's explanations were easy to understand, so the children were very enthusiastic in the class. Even Lu Bing looked at the blackboard and listened attentively. As for how much they could understand, it depended on their luck.
That night.
Jinghong also wanted Zhu Hao to take him out of the palace to listen to books, but Zhu Hao refused.
Knowing there are places to play outside, I feel at ease, and finally I keep a little expectation. In addition, if I go there every day, Yu San might think he is going to check the accounts.
It doesn’t matter to him whether the bookstore business makes a lot or a little money, he just wants to spend money and have some fun.
The little money he earned every day meant little to him. The improvement of his family's financial situation mainly depended on whether Zhu Niang's business could be maintained, and also that he had to stay in the palace.
The palace provides food and drink, and there is no need to worry about the open or covert attacks from the family.
If you want to change your future and destiny by making money, you first need to grow up to be able to stand on your own feet, which will take at least six or seven years...
There is still a long way to go!
"what are you writing?"
Under the candlelight, Jing Hong and Zhu Hao were doing their own things.
They had originally agreed not to interfere with each other's work, but as they became more familiar with each other and got to know Zhu Hao better, Jing Hong felt that what Zhu Hao was writing at night must be extraordinary.
Normally, Zhu Hao rarely writes during the day, but he starts writing furiously at night. There must be a big secret hidden in his writing.
Zhu Hao said: "I said I was writing a story, do you believe it?"
"Do not believe."
Jing Hong stood up and wanted to take a closer look.
Zhu Hao raised his palm in front of him, frowned and asked, "Jinghong, what are you doing? A man's word is as good as gold. We agreed not to interfere with each other during self-study in the evening, and not to find out what the other person is doing. If you break it now... not only are you not a gentleman, you are even worse than a street person."
It sounds ridiculous in itself for a seven-year-old child to be trustworthy to another child who is one year older than him.
How can children be as well-behaved as adults?
But Jinghong was born into a family of officials, and the education he received since childhood taught him the importance of keeping promises. Moreover, with his arrogant character, he naturally did not want to be looked down upon by Zhu Hao.
So Jinghong quickly sat up straight, no longer trying to read what Zhu Hao was writing, and his eyes fell on the book in front of him.
Zhu Hao said: "Actually, I am preparing for what I will teach you next."
"What is lesson preparation?" Jing Hong asked.
Of course Zhu Hao didn't prepare for the lesson. He really just wanted to record the complicated contents in his mind and let others turn them into economic value...
After being reborn as a human, the rich knowledge reserves from his previous life seemed like an innate skill. All the books he had read from childhood to adulthood were engraved in his mind, even the textbooks and extracurricular books in elementary school were no exception, not to mention the eight-part essays and various storytelling and plays he studied when he was in college and graduate school. This is probably the only golden finger he has in this life.
"Lesson preparation means organizing what you are going to teach. After all, I have spent a long time learning a lot of knowledge. If I don't organize it first and re-understand it to deepen my impression, what if I just casually tell you in class and suddenly forget it in the middle? Can I still teach the class?" Zhu Hao explained simply.
Jing Hong understood and said, "No wonder you are so powerful, it turns out you have made preparations in advance."
Afterwards, Jinghong studied more seriously.
Zhu Hao didn't expect that what he said casually was understood by Jing Hong in an alternative way, and even seemed to be inspired and understood by him.
This kid...
Zhu Hao ignored Jing Hong and continued to write his story.
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The next day.
Zhu San and Zhu Si still appeared in the school courtyard, but they were a little late. Sui Gongyan arrived shortly after them.
This was the most complete arrival of teachers and students at the Royal Academy.
Not one is missing!
But Sui Gongyan obviously wanted to do things perfunctorily. He made some casual arrangements and asked a few students to continue reviewing "The Analects of Confucius". Then, while the children were reading with their heads shaking, he walked out of the door lightly and did not appear for a long time.
Zhu San winked at Lu Bing.
Lu Bing understood, ran out of the schoolhouse to the gate of the courtyard and looked out, then came back and shouted in surprise, "The teacher is gone!"
So the sound of reading in the room immediately stopped.
Zhu San smiled and said, "Just say that you, A Bing, are of some use, and I will reward you with sorghum candy later."
"Hey."
Lu Bing also felt proud that he could contribute to his classmates.
Jing Hong frowned: "What if the master is outside and finds A Bing peeping?"
Zhu San said, "Are you stupid? How old is Ah Bing? He can't learn even if you ask him to... Children have a lot of poop and pee, and he insists that he wants to go to the toilet. Can you stop him, sir?"
Jing Hong quickly realized that although Zhu San seemed to be less knowledgeable than himself, he had a very flexible mind, especially in how to direct others to do things.
"Where did Mr. Sui go?" Zhu Si held up the book to cover his face, fearing that Mr. Sui would come back. He was actually asking this question to Zhu Hao.
In his subconscious, only Zhu Hao could answer this question.
Zhu San interrupted: "I guess he doesn't have the heart to teach us ... I overheard Zhang Fengzheng telling someone that my father wants to hire another teacher, but before that he has to dismiss Mr. Sui first. Maybe he doesn't think highly of his ability."
When Zhu Youqiu was conducting the examination, he had already mentioned to the children that he wanted to recruit more teachers.
Zhu Si thought about it and felt that it made sense.
If they were not dissatisfied with Sui Gongyan's teaching quality, why would they hire another teacher? They said they wanted to teach music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but in fact they were just looking for someone to replace Sui Gongyan.
Zhu San suddenly looked at Zhu Hao who was staring at the sky outside and asked, "I think it would be best if Zhu Hao replaced Mr. Sui. His ability is no less than Mr. Sui's... Zhu Hao, what do you think?"
This is a disguised gesture of goodwill.
Zhu Hao glanced at her sideways, said nothing, then turned his head and continued to stare blankly.
"Freeze said."
Jing Hong corrected him, "Mr. Sui is a Juren... Do you know how difficult it is to pass the Juren exam? Every three years, only a few dozen Juren are born in the entire Huguang region, and they can become officials."
Maybe because his father was also a juren, Jinghong described juren as so great and his eyes were full of yearning.
Zhu San curled his lips and said, "It's just a Juren, not a Jinshi. Every three years, the Ming Dynasty produces hundreds of Jinshi. According to what you said, not every Juren can become a Jinshi?"
"you……"
Jing Hong blushed and wanted to argue with Zhu San, but suddenly remembered that the other party was the prince of Xing Wang, so he stopped talking with his face flushed.
After being silent for a while, Zhu Hao finally spoke: "The teacher asked us to study on our own, but it's not like he didn't arrange things for you to do. Hurry up and don't dawdle!"
Zhu San said, "The teacher is not here, who should I study for?"
When she looked back, Jinghong and Zhu Si were already buried in their studies, but she was still there, eagerly waiting for them to go out and play with her.
Zhu Hao continued to look at the sky outside the window and said, "The teacher may come back at any time. If we are caught playing outside during class time, we may be accused of not liking to study... If you really don't want to study, just sit in your seat, or be in a daze or sleep, and don't disturb each other."
"Bah! I know you're good at studying, so you don't need to study on your own, humph!"
What Zhu San actually wanted to say is, you are the one taking the lead in being lazy, but you ask us to learn from you?
Just as he was feeling depressed, Zhu Si turned his head and reminded him: "Third brother, don't compete with Zhu Hao. He is more capable. It would be best if we could surpass him secretly, so that he won't look down on us. Then we can give him a lesson!"
Children can actually be scheming.
Zhu San thought about it and felt that what his brother said made sense, so he simply started to read the book seriously. However, after reading for a while, he found it boring, so he also supported his head with his hands and stared out the window .
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Sui Gongyan did not show up the whole day.
In the afternoon, Lu Bing was called away by Lu Song and did not come back. Instead, Zhu San and Zhu Si stayed in the dormitory to study.
There are Cuju activities and chess games after school.
Unfortunately, when playing chess, Zhu San and Zhu Si could only spectate. Although they knew a little bit of Go, their level was not up to par. They were not even as good as Jing Hong, let alone Zhu Hao.
Zhu Hao was daydreaming and making random moves when he saw Jing Hong thinking hard.
"Xiao Jingzi, you are so useless. I'll just say this, and you see... this piece is all dead."
Zhu San has a loud voice.
Jing Hong remained silent and continued to think.
Zhu Size smiled and showed a look of "if you can do it, then do it", as if he was waiting to see his sister make a fool of herself.
At this time, Zhu Hao was thinking about the recent personnel changes in the palace.
It seemed that Sui Gongyan's departure from Prince Xing's Palace was a foregone conclusion.
In order to compensate Sui Gongyan, the Xingwang Mansion should help arrange a local official, allowing Sui Gongyan to step down from the position of instructor in the palace and fill an official vacancy of about the seventh rank somewhere in Huguang.
With the experience of teaching in Prince Xing's Palace, Sui Gongyan's future official career will surely be smooth sailing, and this exchange is worthwhile.
But the problem is that it is not easy to find another juren with rich teaching experience locally. The teachers in local schools are basically students. Those who pass the juren examination have entered the official class. How many of them would open a school to teach?
Looking for...
Aren't you afraid that the imperial court will plant spies in your Prince Xing's Palace?
Regarding the matter about "Mr. Lu" that you asked me before, you must have known the true identity of "Mr. Lu" from Sui Gongyan. Do you want to summon this person to Prince Xing's Palace?
But the problem is that if that person is really Tang Yin, Tang Yin has already gone to Nanchang to work as a staff member of Prince Ning. Even if we want to recruit him... according to the course of history, we have to wait until next year when Tang Yin sees the situation clearly and pretends to be crazy and escapes...
What's the point of Prince Xing's Mansion rashly expelling Sui Gongyan without finding a suitable successor?
"Zhu Hao, it's your turn!"
Zhu San reminded from the side.
Zhu Hao turned around, glanced at the chessboard casually, then grabbed a chess piece from the chess box and put it down.
"So careless?"
Zhu San was very dissatisfied with Zhu Hao's attitude towards chess. She wanted to see an exciting game, but now it was a completely one-sided situation. Then she attacked Jing Hong, "What's wrong with you? Hurry up, webmaster!"
Zhu Hao was the first to say the word "webmaster". This new term spread quickly among children, and Zhu San learned it as soon as he turned around.
Jing Hong ignored Zhu San and continued to think in his mind.
Zhu Si reminded: "Jinghong, listen to the adults, when playing chess, you should never think too much, because thinking too much will easily lead to bad moves. It is better to learn from Zhu Hao and cut the Gordian knot quickly."
Jing Hong frowned and said, "Some people say that a true gentleman is one who watches a game of chess without saying a word. How can I calm down and think when you two are talking beside me? Zhu Hao's chess skills are so high, and if I don't think for a long time, the faster I make my moves, the faster I will die..."
