The heavens from Bailuyuan

Chapter 32
"Good boy, you really look like your father."

Zhu Baishi touched Bai Xiaowen's forehead and cheeks, said a few personal words, and asked him to back down. Then he carefully looked at Bai Gui, Zhou Yuan and Lu Zhaopeng who came out of Bailu Village.

Her expression revealed a friendly look, but she was a bit distant compared to just now, but her words were very appropriate, "I'll ask Mr. Hui about this matter after he comes back, it shouldn't be difficult..."

After thinking about it, he added, "You all belong to your own family."

"Are you sure about that, sister, eh, letting the children of our village study here is a great event for the benefit of the village. Tell me, which of these children will not return to their hometown after they complete their studies..."

Bai Jiaxuan sat on a chair with a straight back against the wall and spoke.

He said this seemingly unintentionally, but with a bit of pressure.

Although the married girl said that she couldn't take care of her mother's family too much, she would make her husband's family feel suspicious if she took care of her too much.But this time is different. It is a good thing for him to take the children from the village school to learn from teachers. It is also a good thing for the Bai family to repay the village...

If this matter fails, I will blame you, the fellow from the same village, for not working hard.

Of course, according to Bai Jiaxuan's estimation, apprenticeship is definitely possible, but for these children, it doesn't matter whether you need to teach them or not. After all, Mr. Zhu is not like him. He is a very busy person. I don't have much time to socialize with people on weekdays.

Bai Jiaxuan was also thinking that if there were more talented men in the village, Chief Xie Jia would be less discretionary in collecting taxes for Bailu Village in the future, and Chief Liu Bao would be able to assign some light work to Bailu Village when he was in corvée...

Zhu Bai, who was sitting upright, was forced by his younger brother, his eyes showed panic and helplessness, but he quickly calmed down again, and returned to his previous appearance of a calm housewife, but there was also a seriousness in his words, " Jiaxuan, don't worry, the child is here with me, if he doesn't teach, I'll ask the teachers from other academies to teach, at worst, the money will be paid, I don't believe he can lose this person!"

She had an idea in her heart, and she must teach Mr. Zhu seriously.

Don't look at Bai Jiaxuan's words are a little bit persuasive, but without the support of her natal family over the years, and with the support of these men from the Bai family, no matter how married she is, she might be made things difficult by herself.

Zhu Bai invited Bai Gui and the others to sit down, but they all insisted not to sit down yet, but to wait for the teacher to come back from get out of class.

Zhu Bai didn't insist on this point either.

Bai Xiaowen is also very righteous. As a concubine, he should be seated, but he insisted on waiting with his classmates for Mr. Zhu's return. This time, the teacher and husband he worshiped were not his uncle.

"In ancient times, there was Chengmen Lixue. Unexpectedly, I also saw the stamina of our county's young people today."

As soon as he entered the door, Mr. Zhu was very happy. After lunch class, he heard the concierge said that there were family members visiting, so he went straight to see his relatives and friends. Standing there in a daze, legs swinging, obviously standing for a long time, and at the same time holding a packaged exquisite gift from the book shop.

Feeling much better in vain.

"Your husband wrote to me five days ago, asking you to come to me to learn how to make art." Mr. Zhu said softly. He sat on the straight-backed chair on the other side, poured a sip of herbal tea, and moistened his face. Moisten his throat, and then said.

In the living room, there is an altar against the wall, and two sets of straight-backed chairs on either side of the altar.

When Bai Jiaxuan saw his brother-in-law Mr. Zhu was seated, he also got up immediately. He didn't treat Mr. Zhu as kindly as he had treated Mrs. Zhu Bai just now, and was somewhat reserved.

"Brother-in-law, these are the children's apprenticeship ceremony, and they are all purchased together, using the family property."

At this time, he unpacked the large and small bags he had placed on the ground.

First of all, there are six ceremonies of apprenticeship by the ancients, which are the rituals of Shuxiu. They are celery, which means "diligent and studious, and proficient in diligence"; lotus seeds, which means "painstaking education"; jujube, which means "early high school"; The implication is "consummation of merit and virtue", and there are six portions of high-quality dry and lean bacon to express the disciple's heart.

In addition to these six rites of apprenticeship, a number of snacks were also prepared.

Although Zhou Yuan is not from their Bailu Village, but he also went to school in Bailu Village, at least he has some fellowship with his fellow countrymen. Now it is just a gift of apprenticeship, so if you give it, you will give it.

Besides, with the wealth of the Zhou family in Pangjia Village, they would not take advantage of it in vain.

Otherwise, such an apprenticeship ceremony would cost at least one, two or five dollars, so how could I let it go to waste, I would keep it in my heart.Don't say it, but when it's time to use it, can you still refuse?

He specifically said that it was a family property, just to make these teenagers cut off the way to pay back the money.

It's not a bad business to exchange some money for favors!

"I saw it all."

Mr. Zhu nodded slightly, satisfied in his heart.

Confucius also said, "If I am self-cultivated, I will never regret it."This sentence means that the students who have given Shuxiu, I taught them will not regret it, but on the other hand, some students who did not give Shuxiu, I taught will regret it...

There is no such thing as a free lunch.

"Bailu Village can be so educated, it cannot be separated from Jiaxuan, the patriarch's credit."

Mr. Zhu affirmed Bai Jiaxuan's efforts here.

In other villages in Zishui County, it is rare to see such benevolent wealthy families as the Bai family and the Lu family in Bailu village, who can donate money to repair the ancestral hall and run the school.

Bai Jiaxuan also smiled heartily, pointed at the gifts that Bai Gui and the others were holding and said, "Brother-in-law, all the dolls in Ermen Village know kindness and righteousness, and they bought some gifts with their own money for you sir."

He pointed at Bai Gui.

Bai Gui understands, he is the oldest student in the group, and he is also from Bailu Village, so he should go forward first, holding the wrapped book in both hands, bowing slightly, and handing it over, "Sir, I don't know if Mr. likes it." What, I thought the Four Books and Five Classics were often available at home, so I chose a medical book, and please don’t be offended, sir.”

"You have a heart."

Mr. Zhu nodded and said: "If you don't want to be a good look, you can be a good doctor. This is the ambition of our scholars. Your husband is a doctor of spring and autumn, um... that's right. article,' said: 'The ancients were good doctors, went to the doctor to treat the country, Chinese medicine to treat the people, and went to the doctor to treat the disease', you can choose this medical book, which shows that you have read the Spring and Autumn and applied it."

As he spoke, he also smiled, "Doctors don't read the Spring and Autumn Period, I'm afraid they don't know what the king of medicine said in "Prescriptions for Emergencies: Diagnosis"; Where does the doctor and the sick come from."

His words are vigilance and beating.

Although sending medical books is in line with the Confucian concept, it is still somewhat deviant.

As far as the elders are concerned, they need to be vigilant.

"King of Medicine? Sun Simiao?"

After Bai Gui delivered the apprenticeship ceremony, he took a few steps back, only to realize it belatedly.

On the ground in Guanzhong, Sun Simiao, the old medicine king of Jingzhao in the Tang Dynasty, is a household name. Many villagers enshrine the statue of Sun Simiao in their homes, especially the mountain people, and it is not uncommon in Bailu Village.

What Sun Simiao likes to talk about the most is that he lived more than 150 years old.

"I don't read the Spring and Autumn Period, and I don't know the books written by the ancients..."

Bai Gui sighed.

A famous Taoist priest like Sun Simiao is also a generation who is familiar with poetry and books.

(End of this chapter)