Power to the government and the public: Qian engaged in business in ancient times

Chapter 77 Changing the Status of the Girl

When Wen Qian returned home, she saw Wen Cheng sitting in the courtyard of Wen's family chatting with Mrs. Jiang. Although he was ordinary in appearance, he had a strong scholarly aura, giving people the illusion of being a modest and polite man.

"Wen Xiucai." Wen Cheng got up, smiled and gave Wen Qian a literati salute.

Wen Qian nodded to Wen Cheng, but her eyes fell on Jiang Shi.

"Agan, you are back. Ah Cheng is here to invite you to the stone house. The village head and Li Zheng are cleaning the house with the children who go to school in the village. I asked you, sir, to see if there is anything to improve. You go quickly!"

Seeing Wen Qian's doubts, Mrs. Jiang directly explained why Wen Cheng came to the Wen family.

"Okay." Wen Qian turned to look at Wen Cheng: "Please trouble Scholar Wen to make a trip."

Wen Cheng smiled and said, "Hehe, you already told me to call me Ah Cheng."

Wen Qian raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Don't you also call me Wen Xiucai?"

"Talk quickly, don't mind Agan." Wen Chengma changed his words with a smile.

"Ah Cheng, you should be able to pass the entrance examination for a child this year, right?" Wen Qian walked in front and said casually, but she didn't notice Wen Cheng behind her whose expression had changed.

"Hehe, I study to learn more knowledge. I'm afraid there is no hope for the road to the imperial examination."

"..." Wen Qian heard a trace of unwillingness to be mediocre in Wen Cheng's words, and after a slight pause, she continued to walk forward calmly.

She didn't turn around to ask why, after all, the relationship between the two was very ordinary.

In terms of feelings, I'm afraid Wen Liang is much closer than the relationship between the original owner and Wen Cheng.

After half a cup of tea, the two walked through the bamboo forest and arrived at the open space in front of the stone house.

Looking around, there are half-grown children everywhere in the open space, some are helping to cut weeds, some are sweeping the fallen yellow bamboo leaves, and some are cleaning the dust on the wooden windows of the stone house. All brimming with joy.

Wen Qian suddenly saw the back of a familiar girl. She was cleaning the small kitchen next to the stone house, dragging out the tables and benches that had been left unused for a long time and scrubbing them carefully.

The moment she raised her head, Wen Qian saw her face clearly, and was taken aback: Wen Dong, she came here too?

The half-grown child, who was concentrating on his work, saw Wen Qian and Wen Cheng appear, left the work in hand, and surrounded him excitedly to say hello.

"Mr. Xiucai, hello, Brother Ah Cheng!"

The other younger children were immediately moved when they heard the news, and also rushed over.

"Mr. Xiucai, I heard from the village chief's grandfather, is it true that you want to be our husband?"

"Mr. Xiucai, I heard from Grandpa Lizheng that you are coming to Shishe to teach us how to read and write."

"Mr. Xiucai, we are so happy that you can teach us."

"Mr. Xiucai, you look so good-looking!"

"..."

Wen Qian was drawn back to her sight by the children's voices. Hearing a series of "Mr. Scholar" in her ears, a slight smile appeared on her indifferent face, and she looked at the children in front of her with soft eyes.

"That's right, I'm going to teach you guys tomorrow, so you don't have to call me Mr. Xiucai, just call me teacher."

One of the older boys squeezed in front of Wen Qian, looked at Wen Qian blankly and excitedly, and asked, "Teacher? Isn't this the honorific title given to students after apprenticeship? Can we really call you teacher?"

"Of course it's true." Wen smiled and touched the big boy's head. He was about ten years old, with a handsome appearance and clear and bright eyes. He was a good boy who was smart and loved to learn.

Here, people who teach are called Mr., and only when the Mr. accepts a student as a disciple can he be called a teacher respectfully.

The big boy heard this, and excitedly told the other children around him, "Did you hear that? From now on, I will have a master scholar as my teacher. That's great, who dares to bully me in the future!"

"Yes, we are all disciples of Master Xiucai. In the future, if children from other villages bully me, I will ask the teacher to judge me!"

"exactly!"

Wen Qian looked at the children who were chattering, stretched out her hands and lifted them up, then calmed down immediately, pretending to be serious: "You are all the hope of Wenjia Village, you must study hard in my class, and everyone must unite Friendship, don’t take the initiative to bully others, don’t be afraid if you are bullied, I will stand behind you and support you.”

Village head Wen was called out from the stone house by his grandson Wen Cheng, and had been watching Wen Qian talking to the children, but unexpectedly, he heard Wen Qian's simple and touching words, and he couldn't help but praised: "Haha, well said."

Wen Qian raised her eyes, and saw Village Chief Wen walking over with a smile on his face, his eyes were full of satisfaction.

She responded with a smile: "Grandpa Wen, Miao Zan."

"Grandpa Village Chief, Grandpa Village Chief." The children looked at Village Chief Wen and cheered happily.

"Okay, the village chief grandpa has to take your husband with you, no...it is to take your teacher to familiarize yourself with the environment of the stone house. After you clean up the sanitation, go home. Remember to come to school tomorrow!"

"Grandpa, the village chief, we will remember."

The children first bowed to Village Chief Wen, then bowed to Wen Qian, and then dispersed.

Wen Dong in the distance saw that everyone else had run away, and only the eldest brother, the village head grandfather and brother Ah Cheng were left in the middle of the open space. After a moment of hesitation, she came over.

Wen Qian looked at Wen Dong who came late, knowing that she might have persuaded the people in the old house on her own, but she deliberately pretended to be confused: "Cousin A Dong, why are you not at home? But Did you sneak out to play?"

Wen Dong looked at Wen Qian puzzled, and opened his mouth to explain.

"Agan, your cousin Adong also wants to come to Shishe to study. Mrs. Wen sent her to my house early this morning to talk about it. I can't refuse. What do you think about this?"

Village head Wen replied directly on Wen Dong's behalf, afraid that Wen Xiu, who pays attention to rules, would indiscriminately scold Wen Dong, a little girl, and make remarks like whimsical.

"Wen Clan elders know about this?"

Wen Qian naturally understood Village Chief Wen's subtext. He, a village chief, couldn't refuse, that is, Mrs. Wen brought other people with him.

People who Gou Lizheng has nothing to do with this matter are naturally not counted.

Then the rest of the Wen family is old, and she still has the identity of a patriarch, so Village Chief Wen took the initiative to ask.

"I know, the clan elders let you decide." Village head Wen said as he led Wen Qian into the stone house.

"I agree."

"You, what did you say?" Village Chief Wen stopped and turned to look at Wen Qian.

"Wen Dong let her study in Shishe if she wants to study. Grandpa Wen also told the girls from other villagers that if they also want to study, they will send them along. Anyway, I am a casual boy and girl, so anyone can come to Shishe. go to school."

This was Wen Qian's bold idea when Wen Dong expressed her desire to study.

Coupled with his status as the patriarch of the Wen clan, village head Wen and the elders of the Wen clan should not object. As for Gou Lizheng, even if he objected, it would be ineffective, and it was also for the long-term plan in her heart.

"Why do you have such an idea? There has never been a precedent for girls going to school in Wenjia Village." Village head Wen looked at Wen Qian in shock, his mind in a daze.

I was thinking about his status as a scholar, and Wen Dong is also a member of his cousin Jiatong clan with multiple identities. When Wen Dong came to Shishe to study, the other villagers did not dare to say too much.

Unexpectedly, he would let all the girls in the village who wanted to study come to school. As soon as he said this, wouldn't it set off a big wave in the hearts of the villagers.

I don't dare to agree blindly, I still have to discuss it with the elders of the Wen clan.

Village head Wen smiled and postponed: "Agan, I can't make up your mind about your idea, or you should talk to the clan elders."

Wen Qian smiled: "Grandpa Wen, there is no precedent before, that's because no one has mentioned this matter, do you think girls from rich families also hire female teachers to teach literacy, learn piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, embroidery and so on?
Our ability is limited, so it is good for girls to be literate. If Wenjia Village can produce one or two talented girls, wouldn't it be more important for other village chiefs? better. "

"This..." After hearing this, Village Chief Wen was convinced, but he still didn't dare to agree, and said: "Agan, wait a minute, I'll talk to the clan elders about your idea." .”

"Okay." Wen Qian nodded indifferently, looking at the back of Village Chief Wen who was leaving in a hurry, his eyes flashed with joy.

I had the good fortune to come to ancient times and become a man.

Then I will do my best to change the low status of girls, not to mention shining in the world.

But this little Wenjia Village must be captured!
(End of this chapter)