I'm not a genius in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 328
"Why don't you take advantage of this opportunity to visit Second Uncle Qi—"

As soon as he thought of it, Wang Zi'an immediately turned around and walked to the wing room, picked up a box of snacks, and turned to go out.

"Master, it's so late, do you still have to go out?"

For some reason, Wang Zi'an always felt that Miss Qingzi's voice was a bit weird tonight, even her big eyes were watery, and her mood swings seemed a bit loud.

In short, it's weird and abnormal!

He quickly slipped his foot and slipped out with the gift box.With the experience of being single for more than [-] years in his previous life, women in this state are very unstable, and they may act violently at any time, so it is better to avoid them.

Because Second Uncle Qi is an outsider, when he first settled down, he settled in the east of the village just like Wang Zi'an, which is actually very close to Wang Zi'an's place.

Walking down from his own yard, just after taking a few steps, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but pause, and frowned slightly.Just now, he smelled a trace of familiar sandalwood.

At night, who is burning incense?
Wang Zi'an couldn't help being curious, and carrying the gift box, he followed the sandalwood scent and looked for it directly.When he got closer, he realized that the smell came from Uncle Qi's house.

Uncle Qi burning incense at home in the middle of the night?

Uncle Qi's house was still lit, Wang Zi'an didn't think too much, and went up to knock on the door.

The knock on the door was very clear in the silence of the night.Wang Zi'an heard a sudden silence inside, and then Second Uncle Qi's deep voice.

"Who?"

"Second Uncle, I, Zian, I heard that you are not feeling well, so come and have a look—"

Wang Zi'an responded, and after a while, the door of Second Uncle Qi's room was slowly opened.The orange light came through through the opened door, stretching the shadow of Second Uncle Qi.

"It's so late, why are you running? I have nothing to do here, I'm just tired, just rest for a few days."

Second Uncle Qi said, seeing Wang Zi'an standing at the door holding the gift box, he hesitated for a moment, then turned sideways to let Wang Zi'an in.

"Come—come in and talk."

Only then did Wang Zi'an walk in.This is the first time Wang Zi'an has entered Uncle Qi's house.Except for the kitchen outside, there are only two main rooms inside and outside, and the rooms are quite messy.To Wang Zi'an's surprise, there was an incense table on the table in the middle of the outer room, and a spirit tablet was placed in the middle.There are melon and fruit snacks on it, and there are still unburned sandalwood on the incense table.

Wang Zian looked at it intently, and it was Li Yuan's spirit seat.

"My late father received the favor of the late emperor—"

Seeing that Wang Zi'an was looking at the spiritual tablet, Second Uncle Qi explained with a muffled head, but didn't say any more.As for Li Yuan, Wang Zi'an didn't want to talk too much. He traveled too late, and didn't see the era when Li Yuan pacified the world and benefited the people all over the world.It could be seen that although Second Uncle Qi was a little depressed, his health was really fine, so Wang Zi'an got up and said goodbye.

"Mother, I have finished my homework today."

As soon as he walked out of Second Uncle Qi's small courtyard, he heard a somewhat immature voice coming from the night.Hearing this, Wang Zian subconsciously walked over.He saw a house not far from Second Uncle Qi's house, with orange lights on. He knew it was Aunt Cui's house. When he first came here, he heard Da Zhuang and Brother Shuanzi talk about her and Second Uncle Qi. The scandal between them was particularly impressive.

"Ning'er is so obedient, come here, and let my mother see how you are doing. Benevolence is beauty. If you choose not to be benevolent, how will you know? What does this sentence mean, do you know?"

It sounded like Aunt Cui was checking Ning'er's homework.In this village, Aunt Cui is probably the only one who cares so much about children's studies.This woman who settled down in Gaolaozhuang, although clothed with hairpin skirts, can't conceal her inner temperament. Standing among the women in Gaolaozhuang, she stands out like a flock of chickens, allowing you to see her at a glance.But fortunately, she is low-key and kind to others, no one in the village has trouble with her orphans and widows.

"Confucius said: "It is good to live with people of benevolence. If you do not live with people of benevolence, how can you be said to be wise?But why? "

Ning'er sounded a little puzzled.

"Because the moral cultivation of each of us is not only a personal matter, but also related to the external environment we live in. We should pay attention to the living environment and the choice of friends. The so-called close to vermilion is red, and close to ink is black. We only have Live with benevolent people and be influenced by benevolent people to achieve your own benevolence; otherwise, it is unlikely to develop benevolence.”

Listening to Aunt Cui's voice teaching his son patiently, Wang Zi'an couldn't help being curious about the origin of Aunt Cui.What kind of family can cultivate such a woman?

On the third day, before dawn, Gao Laozhuang received a notice from Li Zheng.When the Supreme Emperor passed away, every village set up a public sacrifice to worship the Supreme Emperor.From now on, for 27 days, you will pick off the crown tassels and wear plain silk, and you are not allowed to pray or make sacrifices.Marriage is not allowed within one month, pleasure is not allowed within 49 days, and slaughter is not allowed within [-] days.Because of this, Uncle Gao and his construction team didn't go out, and they had a rare day off.Only then did Wang Zi'an know that although Li Yuan had a good reputation among the people and many people still remembered him well, it was not common to set up a spiritual seat for him in private.

Wang Zi'an couldn't help but feel relieved, this is a normal reaction, the Supreme Emperor died, and it wasn't his relatives who died - thinking of this, his heart moved slightly, and suddenly he remembered the spiritual seats set up by Grandma Sun and Uncle Qi's family. How much kindness did the two families owe the Supreme Emperor?I don’t know how to worship in Chang’an City, but Gao Laozhuang’s side is much simpler. Everyone changes into plain clothes, burns incense, and kowtows. A few people are left to take care of the altar, and the rest go about their own business. .

Wang Zi'an was not idle either. During this period of time, apart from going to the pig farm to see the progress of the ditch digging, he was squatting at home writing a book.He carefully trimmed the teaching materials he prepared for the children.Unlike ordinary private schools, he did not plan to let these children take any imperial examinations.His positioning is very clear, that is, let the children read some books, know some characters, and be able to write and count.

"Here is this textbook for you. In the future, we will set up three courses here, one Chinese, one mathematics, and one physics. You will be responsible for teaching Chinese, and you will first teach according to this—"

Wang Zi'an stopped Miss Qingzi who was about to go out to class, and smiled and handed her a newly edited textbook.

"Look at it first, I'll find the Family Publishing House to print some and distribute them to the children."

Miss Qingzi's eyes lit up when she looked at Wang Zi'an.It's been a while, and I've been curious about what Wang Zi'an wrote, but Wang Zi'an didn't say anything, and she didn't dare to ask. I didn't expect that it was written in a book!

(End of this chapter)