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Chapter 39

Liang Yu was not a slave born into the Jiang family. She was from a well-to-do family in her early years. After she got married, her natal family was killed in a military disaster and her husband's family fell into ruin, so she sold herself as a slave and joined the Jiang family.

Later, the Sixth Lady was born and needed a wet nurse.

A wet nurse is equivalent to a half-mother. She spends a long time with a little girl. A vulgar and uneducated person will definitely not be able to do it.

After picking and choosing, the good lady came to Jiang Fusang.

The good lady is not very proficient in poetry, poetry and economics. She only knows some rough words from her father. Even so, it is very rare, not to mention that she is a woman.

When Jiang Fusang first became enlightened, her favorite thing to do every day was to teach the little girl how to read, but she didn't teach her three sons a word.

"Why am I like this?"

Facing the female gentleman's inquiry, Lianglao remained silent for a long time, and said sadly: "It is not necessarily bad to be illiterate. Once you are literate and understand the truth, you will no longer be content with the status quo..."

But since you are already a slave, what can you do if you are not satisfied with the status quo?

Reading makes people wise. If wisdom brings only pain, it is worse than living in ignorance. There is always some worldly happiness.

Jiang Fusang understood what she was saying.

From a good household to a slave, the good woman must have gone through a long period of torment in her heart before finally accepting her fate.

She didn't want her descendants to be sober and miserable like herself, so she would rather let them sink into ignorance. Isn't there a saying that life begins with literacy and worries?

It’s not her fault——

From the previous dynasty, or even earlier, being a slave for one day was almost equal to being a slave for generations.

I have seen people gifting slaves, granting slaves, converting slaves, selling slaves, but there are almost no cases of freeing slaves.

Because once the mouth is opened, people's minds change. What if those slaves are no longer willing to be slaves peacefully?

And without slaves, without the third, sixth or ninth grade, how could the gentry become a gentry?

The House of Wenyue will not dig its own foundation.

Therefore, when Jiang Fosang released some apricots, the good lady said, "This is against the rules."

She may not be jealous, nor may she not be eager, but just out of the obligation of a slave, even if it goes against her own heart, she must fulfill her duty of reminding him.

As a living person, words and deeds are never in harmony and are always contrary to nature. How can we not suffer?

Jiang Fusang grabbed her hand and shook it slightly: "Both Liang and Daliang have been freed from slavery, and Liang Shuo will be the same in the future. They no longer need to be content with the status quo. They also have their share in this high and high world, and I still have

Why worry?"

The good lady seemed to be crying but still laughing, and kept nodding her head: "What the lady said is true, what the lady said is absolutely true... I am just, just worried..."

"I understand." Jiang Fusang chuckled, "I know what I'm thinking in my heart, and I won't do anything that's not good for me. It's just that no one can live above ten thousand people forever. The people below want to move up.

, if there is no way out for a long time, the only way is to overthrow the people above, that is the danger. There is no king for thousands of years, and there will be no slaves for thousands of years. It is just one day earlier and one day later. There is nothing wrong with correcting your mentality early.

"

Liang Lao didn't quite understand what Nu Jun meant, but her relief masked her doubts.

"It is their blessing to meet a master like Nujun. However, they have already passed the age of enlightenment, especially Liangshuo, who is stubborn. I am afraid that Nujun will work hard and end up playing the piano to a cow."

Jiang Fusang did not answer but asked instead: "The sage said that there is no distinction between teachings. How do you interpret this statement?"

The good lady became literate from the Analects of Confucius, so of course this was not a problem for her.

"Anyone can be taught regardless of whether they are noble or low, rich or poor, wise or foolish, good or evil, so we cannot exclude some people..."

The good lady stopped as she spoke, glanced at the smiling girl, and said helplessly, "If you are willing to teach me, then let me teach you. If you are bored on the way, it's okay to kill time, but don't tire yourself."

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It was indeed a whim at first, but now that I have started, I must do my best.

Jiang Fusang asked his servant to find a volume of The Analects of Confucius from a wooden box full of books, and read the already familiar content again under the lamp.

The next day, Chang Pu and others finished their respective duties and hurried to the palace.

Jiang Fosang has been waiting here for a long time.

As time goes by, the eyes of a pair of people seeking knowledge change from excitement to confusion, confusion, and incomprehension...

It turns out that literacy and listening to stories are actually different - one is colorful, the other is foggy.

Youcao even felt that this was the most miserable job, and she would rather work in the kitchen.

But since I agreed to the female queen, I had to bite the bullet and proceed...

Liang Shuo looked very hard.

Jiang Fusang reflected on it afterwards and felt that he had taken it too much for granted.

Both reading and writing are taught, and theory is taught. The two are synchronized, and the result is that the same thing cannot be digested.

Simply recognize all the characters first, and then figure out the rest.

But...she glanced at the annotated Analects of Confucius in her hand.

In fact, this is not suitable as an enlightenment reading. Mao's poems are similar, and "Zuo Zhuan" and the like are even less suitable.

Jiang Fusang suddenly remembered the Three-Character Sutra that his husband had taught the beggar to recite when he was bored——

"When humans are born, their nature is good. Their natures are similar, but their habits are far apart..."

"The three talents are heaven, earth and people. The three lights are the sun, moon and stars..."

"You learn when you are young, and you act when you are strong. From the top, you serve the king, and from the bottom, you benefit the people..."

"Diligence pays off, but playing is useless. It's a warning, it's better to work hard..."

She couldn't remember the second half clearly, and many of the dynasties involved didn't match up, so she needed to revise and supplement it.

This night, Jiang Fosang prepared for class very late.

But the hard work is worth it. According to the teachings in the new book, supplemented by the word-breaking explanation method and the pictographic literacy method, Acorus and the others are really much more relaxed and learn quickly.

While literacy was being taught, the stories did not stop, they were both educational and entertaining. Not only did everyone’s interest in learning not diminish, but they became more intense.

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Uncle Shao called out to Nan Quan who was about to run away again: "Young madam is teaching the maid to read, why are you joining in the fun?"

Nan Quan chuckled: "Young Madam's lectures are very fresh. I like to listen to them. After listening, I will tell the young master again."

Shao Bo's beard curled up: "Young Madam and the Seventh Young Master will spend more time with each other than you, so they need your attentiveness."

"That's different!" Nan Quan said confidently, "When we get to Beidi, the young master won't be able to see the young lady immediately, so there will be a place for me to use my skills."

Uncle Shao had no choice but to wave his hand: "Go ahead, let's go. By the way, let us know that the ship will be docking so they can get ready early."

Nan Quan responded loudly and Sayazi ran away.

Shao Bo shook his head: "This Nan Quan, following the Seventh Young Master, didn't learn any sense of stability."

Sighing, Uncle Shao knew in his heart that it was no wonder that Nan Quan was like this, it was really their young lady...how should I put it, aside from her appearance, even her behavior was unexpected.

Recently, the servants on the ship like to go to the top floor whether they have anything to do or not. There are some who watch the excitement, some who listen to stories, and some who are sincerely seeking knowledge.

Shao Bo originally thought that the young lady was just killing boredom and having fun. After going to the top floor to listen to it, he found out that it was not the case.

The servants were sitting in a room on their knees, and there was silence.

The young lady is sitting at the top, and there is a wooden board standing at the side and behind, with large ink characters posted on it, and there are some scattered strokes around the ink characters.

Whenever the explanation is finished, the maid will change the next one in due time.

The young lady is neither hurried nor slow, and her words are meaningful and humorous. Although people hold their breath and are very serious, they will still be amused and laugh occasionally.

Not only Nanquan, the entire Hu family's wedding team, including Shao Bo himself, liked or admired this young lady from the bottom of his heart.

Blessed is the Seventh Young Master.

I just don’t know how long this blessing can last...
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