Juan Wang and his wife are also acting affectionately today

Chapter 21 School.

Jiang Buwan hired workers and began to carry out drastic reforms to Lao Zhang's tea shop. The four characters "Lao Zhang Tea Shop" at the gate of the house were replaced with "Hongmeng Academy" in Jiang Buwan's own handwriting.

The heaven and the earth began in the primordial, and so do people.

"Hongmeng Academy." Xiang Zhihan raised his head to look at Jiang Buwan's flamboyant four characters. Her handwriting resembled that of a wandering dragon, and there seemed to be faintly hidden laws of heaven and earth.

He just looked at it for a while, and then he felt that the realm in his body moved slightly, as if he had gone up to a new level.

He shook his head, how is it possible?
Jiang Buwan is just an ordinary mortal woman, how could the law of heaven and earth be contained in her handwriting?
Even he couldn't do it.

He looked up again, the words on the plaque were still beautiful, but there was no aura of the law of heaven and earth, he must have read it wrong.

After the plaque of the Academy was hung up, the neighbors in the neighborhood began to ask which master would teach here, and when they heard that Jiang was not too late, they all shook their heads and walked away.

Although there has once been a female emperor and a female figure in the mortal world today, they are very few in the end.

The rich and powerful families at the top still think that the value of women is in the back house and under the apron, let alone the poorer and backward bottom.

In their minds, women should stay at home with their husbands and raise children, take care of housework, and show their faces is a man's business. As for teaching?
Heh, what kind of books can a woman teach if her hair is long but her knowledge is short?

Her plaque has been up for three days, and the internal renovation is about to be completed, but no one from Hongmeng Academy has come.

"Miss Wan Wan." Qing Ruo looked worriedly at the flow of people coming and going on the street, "What if no one is willing to come to our academy?"

In the past few days, Qingruo has seen the negative attitude of the people in the town towards Jiang Buwan, and she feels worthless and wronged for Jiang Buwan in her heart. bad?

In her mind, sister Wanwan is the most knowledgeable person, not even brother Xiang.

"Don't worry." Jiang Buwan rubbed Xiao Qingruo's head and said, "Someone will come."

In fact, Jiang Buwan didn't plan to recruit any scholars. What she wanted was to start with the most basic children. The word Hongmeng represented her original intention. She wanted to do enlightenment education and teach the children in the neighborhood to read and understand.

On the day when Hongmeng Academy was officially completed, Jiang Buwan took to the streets and recited classic poems aloud.

In the beginning, the women were ashamed of it, but the men were more than happy to have an excuse to appreciate Jiang Buwan's beauty openly.

One of the old scholars shook her head again and again, with a look of disbelief, as if what she was memorizing was not a collection of classics, but some obscene words.

It was not too late for Xiang Zhihan to come to see Jiang while the medicine hall was free.

As soon as he stood on the outskirts, someone spotted him.

"To the doctor!"

"Isn't this Doctor Xiang?"

The townspeople looked at Xiang Zhihan one after another, "Doctor Xiang, you still don't care about your wife? What is it like to be a woman in public all day long?"

"Yes, she still wants to be a wife. What kind of wife can a woman be?"

"Teaching and educating people is not something that can be done just by knowing a few words and memorizing a few classics."

"Letting a woman be a teacher is simply laughable and generous, and it is misleading the younger generation!"

Xiang Zhihan frowned slightly, he was not good at words, but it didn't mean that he could tolerate others humiliating Jiang in this way.

In his opinion, with Jiang's not-too-later knowledge, it is more than enough to be a master.

Only her ingenious handwriting is unmatched by anyone in Qingshui Town.

He was about to speak up to defend Jiang Buwan, but Jiang Buwan refuted it himself.

"Brother, what you said is biased. There have been female emperors and female figures in this dynasty. Women can control the power of the world and manage the people's livelihood in the world. How can they not be masters?"

"I am familiar with the scriptures, and I believe that I am no worse than any of you. How can I not do it?"

After Jiang Buwan was in the lower realm, she had secretly collected the history of the mortal world, so she remembered the affairs of this dynasty very clearly.

As for these classic chapters, she was fortunate enough to drink with these authors a few times.

"If you have any doubts about my ability to be a teacher, you can test me with any questions."

"But if you attack my gender." Jiang Buwan chuckled, "What? Are you looking down on the late emperor?"

The big hat was buttoned down, and the person who clamored for her womanhood was instantly dumbfounded.

Despising the royal family is a serious crime here, enough to destroy nine clans.

Seeing that it was not too late to say that Jiang was no match, they looked at Xiang Zhihan in the crowd again.

"Doctor Xiang, don't you hurry up and take care of your wife?"

"How can there be a trace of feminine gentleness in such a madman?"

"Crazy?" Xiang Zhihan narrowed his peach blossom eyes indifferently. He obviously didn't have any fierce expression on his face, but somehow it made people feel a little scared. Ba Dou, which time is it up to you to tell her the truth?"

Xiang Zhihan's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone present to hear.

"If you think my wife is not good enough to be a teacher, you can compare with her instead of hiding in the crowd and attacking her gender."

Many talented scholars present were aroused by the words of the two of them to be competitive. They have studied hard for many years, isn't it the opponent of a weak woman?
They threw problems to Jiang Buwan one after another, but Jiang Buwan resolved them one by one.

Instead, they let Jiang Buwan pass the exam. For a while, no one in the mighty crowd spoke again.

I don't know who said hello first, and the crowd began to applaud sparsely.

The lost men walked away in anger. At this time, many people came forward to ask about the conditions for going to the academy.

Jiang Buwan's requirements are very low, each child only needs to give her a piece of meat.

Of course, if you can't afford even a piece of meat, don't come to school.

It's not that Jiang Buwan discriminates against the poor, but that in this era, reading is a luxury that requires long-term investment.

If a poor family is allowed to provide for a child to study and study for decades, and it may not be possible to see the return, it will harm their family. The food in the field must always be planted.

On the first day, Jiang Buwan received three students. Although not many, it was a good start.

In the future, the thirty seats in her academy will definitely be filled.

Jiang Buwan's academy opened in full swing, and the sound of children reading aloud came from the usually quiet street.

The children running around on the street and the townspeople sitting idle couldn't help but be attracted by Jiang Buwan's lectures. As more and more students stood in the corner listening to the lectures, the classrooms became more and more full of children. The changes in the children are engraved in the hearts of every parent and neighbor.

From the distrust and disdain for Jiang Buwan at the beginning, people would now respectfully call Mrs. Jiang when they met each other.

(End of this chapter)