When Gu Beichuan heard this, his brows suddenly furrowed, and at the same time he was surprised, but also a little bit understanding.

But I took it for granted.

Reading and learning calligraphy is still a big problem for most people from poor backgrounds in this era.

However, Zheng Jianjian is the housekeeper of the Gu family.

It is not easy for someone who is not literate to handle a certain matter properly. I think it took a lot of effort.

Seeing Gu Beichuan frowning slightly, Zheng Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition.

He knew in his heart that many wealthy families were extremely strict in selecting housekeepers.

Not only are they required to have a clean family background and be able to speak well, but they also have certain requirements for reading and practicing calligraphy.

If it is a very noble family, the housekeeper will even be required to have the merit of being a child!

This alone can dissuade many people, including him.

Although the Gu family was not a powerful person in the court, they were still extremely wealthy.

Zheng Jian is grateful from the bottom of his heart to be the housekeeper of the Gu Mansion.

It was not in vain that I had been so bold and led Gu Beichuan on this Gandu West Street.

Therefore, since he became the housekeeper of the Gu Mansion, he has been working hard and striving to do his best in everything.

Although Gu Beichuan never pressed or demanded what he wanted, he always held himself to the highest standards.

Whether he is going out or doing business, he will first think about himself as the butler of the Gu family and whether he will lose the master's face by doing so, and then he will consider his own wishes.

He felt that only by working so hard could he be worthy of the high monthly salary his master gave him!

However, no matter how well he does, the fact that he has never read or cannot read will always be a terrible scar on his career that is difficult to erase.

Now, it's time for the scar to show up.

The master is naturally very generous and kind, but he lives in Gandu West Street where there are many wealthy families and dignitaries.

Many times, it is important to be independent.

As the Gu family earns more and more money, if word spreads that the housekeeper is still an illiterate roughneck, it will inevitably lose face.

Among these high-ranking families, face is extremely important.

In comparison, firing a housekeeper seems perfectly normal.

Zheng Jian seemed to have predicted his own ending, and there was no resentment in his eyes, but a bit of gratitude.

Gu Beichuan was already the most generous owner he had ever met since he was looking for a job. Not only did he appoint him as a housekeeper, trust him in everything, and give him important positions, but now he also found him a job to read and write.

It's just that I don't have the ability, I can't understand it, and I can't see it clearly. How can I blame the master?

Zheng Jian is calm and ready to face his fate.

However, this look in Gu Beichuan's eyes made him a little unhappy.

What's the meaning?

It is normal to not be able to read and write, but what do you mean by your appearance of not being ashamed at all and even being somewhat calm?

As he was thinking about it, his words couldn't help but become a little more serious: "My Gu family is a respectable family after all, and as a housekeeper, how can you be so ignorant?"

When Zheng Jian heard this, he was immediately awe-struck and lamented in his heart: "I have to leave after all."

"If others looked at it, they would think that the people in my Gu family cannot study!"

"Starting tomorrow, you will go to the streets to find some Confucian scholars to study the local chronicles of the Canglan River Basin for me and write a summary."

"By the way, find yourself a teacher and study hard. If you don't learn to read ten thousand words, don't come back to see me."

"All expenses will be borne by the government once reported."

Zheng Jian:???

ah?

His eyes were glazed over, and his expression was a little sluggish. It was as if he had been greatly stimulated and could not recover for a while. He actually lost some ability to think.

After a while, he understood the meaning of Gu Beichuan's words. However, the surprise in his heart did not diminish. Instead, it was like a stormy sea, one after another, reaching a climax.

"Master, you...you just said that you want to pay to send me to study and learn calligraphy?"

Gu Beichuan raised his eyebrows and said, "How about asking you to invite a few Confucian scholars to study local chronicles for me, and find a gentleman to study and read for me? Do you have to say these things several times?"

Seeing Zheng Jian's surprised look, Gu Beichuan even doubted whether there were any loopholes in his words or an ambiguity that could easily be misunderstood.

But if you think about it carefully, there is none!

If that's the case, what's going on with Zheng Jian?

How come I am a very smart person in normal times, but now I can’t even understand such simple words?

However, these few words were boring and ordinary to Gu Beichuan.

But when it fell into Zheng Jian's ears, it was like thunder.

That’s all for giving such a high monthly payment.

It’s okay if you don’t have any harsh words on weekdays.

But now, he actually has to pay to send his family members to study and become literate!

This, this, this... there is such a master in this world!

This really impacted his outlook a bit.

Before, I often heard people say that my master was a literary star from heaven who came down to earth.

At first he didn't believe it. Wenquxing was a god among the gods. Even if he came down to earth, how could he be so good?

But now he believes it!

I wonder who can have such a kind heart except the gods in heaven?

Thinking of this, Zheng Jian knelt down with a bang, kowtowed to Gu Beichuan, and said with tears in his eyes: "Zheng Jian swore here that he will serve the Gu family well in this life. If he violates this oath, he will not be fine."

die!"

It is true that Zheng Jian has never read a book. Even if he swears, he can only say that he will not die well.

If you were a serious reader, you would probably be able to pull out a series of oaths that seemed cruel and vicious but were actually insignificant.

But this is obviously not the point. The point is that Gu Beichuan didn't know what Zheng Jian was going through, so he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed.

After thinking about it, I can't get a clue.

In the end, this can only be attributed to some serious custom in Zheng Jian's hometown.

"Okay, okay, don't say these nonsense, I will go to the street to recruit people early tomorrow morning, remember to find some reliable scholars, do you understand?"

"Don't worry, sir, I will handle this matter properly."

After hearing this, Gu Beichuan nodded, picked up a volume of local chronicles of the Canglan River Basin, entered the room, and planned to read it at night by candlelight.

The court's so-called talent recruitment strategy is not a reliable way out.

God knows how long it will take to release, but everything must be tight.

When Li Dongbi saw him leaving, he paused, picked up a volume of local chronicles, and wanted to go back to his room.

But halfway through, he turned back and reached out for another roll.

After all, he has a half-step Gangqi cultivation level and a strong spirit. Even if he loses a few hours of sleep at night, it will not have much impact.

In this case, at this critical moment, it would be better to help Gu Beichuan share more of his burden.

Of course, this is how it was done, but it is absolutely forbidden to say it out loud.

Not only can’t I say that I read two volumes in one night, but I can’t even say that I read one volume.

Otherwise, where is my face?

After doing so, he glared at Zheng Jian fiercely, as if threatening him not to tell anyone.

But this threat, for some reason, really makes people feel no fear.

After Li Dongbi also left, Zheng Jian stood up and said with emotion: "You are cold-faced and warm-hearted, Mr. Li, that's the kind of person you are."

Speaking of which, Li Dongbi always had a straight face in the house.

His cultivation level is much higher than that of Gu Beichuan, and he always exudes a vague aura of martial arts. For ordinary people like Zheng Jian who are not familiar with martial arts, he is really scary.

But Zheng Jian knew that Mr. Li, who seemed cold and somewhat concerned about face, was the most kind-hearted man in the house.
Chapter completed!