Sui Gongyan was away, so the palace did not have too strict academic requirements for the two children, and they had more time to play in the afternoon.
Zhu Haozhen became Mr. Zhu, and he gave the lectures.
Studying was originally boring, but because the lecturer was a playmate of the same age, it was very interesting in itself. In addition, Zhu Hao's explanations were easy to understand, and several children were very motivated to attend class. Even Lu Bing was looking at the blackboard.
Listen attentively. How much you can listen to depends on your nature.
That night.
Jinghong also wanted Zhu Hao to take him out of the palace to listen to books, but Zhu Hao refused.
Knowing that there is a place to play outside, I feel a sense of security in my heart, and finally retain a trace of expectation. In addition, if I go there every day, I am afraid that Yu San will think that he is going to check the accounts.
It doesn't matter to him whether he makes more or less from the bookstore business, he just wants to spend money to have some fun.
The small amount of money he earned every day was of little significance to him. The improvement of his family's situation mainly depended on whether Zhu Niang's business could be maintained, and then he had to stay in the palace.
The palace is in charge of food and drink, so there is no need to worry about the overt and covert attacks from the family.
If you want to rely on making money to change your future and destiny, you must first grow up to the age where you can be independent, which will take at least six or seven years...
There’s a long way to go!
"what are you writing?"
Under the candlelight, Jinghong and Zhu Hao went about their own business.
It was originally agreed that each other would not interfere with what the other did, but as they became more familiar with each other and got to know Zhu Hao better, Jinghong felt that what Zhu Hao wrote at night must be unusual.
Zhu Hao seldom writes during the whole day, but at night he writes furiously, which must contain great secrets.
Zhu Hao said: "I said I was writing a storybook, do you believe it?"
"Do not believe."
Jinghong stood up as he spoke, wanting to poke his head in to take a closer look.
Zhu Hao stretched out his palm in front of him and asked with a straight face, "Jinghong, what do you want to do? A true man makes a promise worth a thousand dollars. We have agreed not to interfere with each other during self-study in the evening, nor to find out what the other person is doing. If you break it now...
…Not only is he not a gentleman, he is even worse than a common man.”
For a seven-year-old child to talk about credibility to another child who is one year older than him, it sounds nonsense.
How can children follow the rules as well as adults?
But Jinghong came from a family of officials, and the education he received since childhood was to let him know the importance of keeping promises, and with his arrogant character, he naturally did not want to be looked down upon by Zhu Hao.
So Jinghong quickly sat upright, no longer trying to read what Zhu Hao had written, and instead focused on the book in front of him.
Zhu Hao said: "Actually, I am preparing lessons for what I am going to teach you next."
"What is lesson preparation?" Jinghong asked.
Of course, Zhu Hao did not prepare lessons. He really just wanted to record the complicated content in his mind and let others turn it into economic value...
After being reincarnated as a human being, the rich knowledge reserve in the previous life is like an innate skill. All the books I have read since childhood are engraved in my mind, even the textbooks and extracurricular books in elementary school are no exception, let alone studying in college and
The eight-legged essays and various novels and dramas that he studied as a graduate student were probably his only golden finger in this life.
"Preparing lessons means sorting out the things to be taught. After all, I have been studying a lot of knowledge for a long time. If I don't sort it out and re-understand it first to deepen my impression, I will teach you casually in class and suddenly forget it in the middle of the lesson. What should I do?
Still not up?" Zhu Hao explained simply.
Jinghong understood and said: "No wonder you are so powerful. It turns out you have prepared in advance."
Then Jinghong started studying more seriously.
Zhu Hao did not expect that what he said casually would be understood by Jinghong in a different way, and even inspired to understand it.
This kid...
Zhu Hao ignored Jinghong and continued to write his novel.
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The next day.
Zhu San and Zhu Si still appeared in the Academy, but they arrived a little late. Not long after they arrived, Sui Gongyan arrived.
This can be regarded as the neatest arrival of teachers and students at Wangfu Academy.
Not a single one is missing!
However, Sui Gongyan obviously meant to do things perfunctorily. He made a casual arrangement and let a few students continue to review "The Analects of Confucius". Then, while several children were shaking their heads while they were reading, he walked out the door quietly and did not show up again for a long time.
Zhu San winked at Lu Bing.
Lu Bing understood. He left the school building and ran to the courtyard door to look outside. When he came back, he shouted in surprise: "Sir is gone!"
Then the sound of reading in the room immediately stopped.
Zhu San smiled and said: "Just tell me, A Bing, that you are of some use, and I will reward you with sweet sorghum later."
"Hey."
Lu Bing also feels proud that he can contribute to his classmates.
Jinghong frowned: "What if sir is outside and finds A Bing peeping?"
Zhu San said: "Are you stupid? How old is A Bing? He can't learn it even if he is asked to do it... The child urinates a lot, and he insists that he wants to go to the latrine, can sir stop him?"
Jinghong quickly realized that Zhu San seemed to be less knowledgeable than himself, but his mind was very flexible, and he was especially talented in how to control others to do things.
"Where did Mr. Sui go?" Zhu Si held up his book to cover his face, for fear that Mr. Sui would leave and come back. This question was actually for Zhu Hao.
In his subconscious mind, only Zhu Hao could answer this question.
Zhu San grabbed the spot: "I guess he doesn't have the heart to teach us anymore... I overheard Zhang Fengzheng telling people that my father wanted to hire another teacher, but before that, I had to fire Mr. Sui first. Maybe he didn't think much of his ability.
."
When Zhu Youqi took the school exam before, he had already mentioned to his children that he wanted to recruit more teachers.
Zhu Si thought about it and thought it made sense.
If it wasn't because we were dissatisfied with the quality of Sui Gongyan's teaching, why would we ask Xi again? It was said that he wanted to teach piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but in fact he was looking for someone to replace Sui Gongyan.
Zhu San suddenly looked at Zhu Hao, who was staring blankly at the sky outside, and asked: "I think it is best for Zhu Hao to replace Mr. Sui. His ability is no less than Mr. Sui... Zhu Hao, what do you think?"
This is a disguised show of goodwill.
Zhu Hao glanced at her sideways, said nothing, turned his head and continued to be in a daze.
"Freeze said."
Jinghong corrected him, "Mr. Sui is a Juren... Do you know how difficult it is to take the Juren exam? Every three years, only a few dozen Juren are born in Huguang, who can be officials."
Or maybe it was because his father was also a Juren, so Jinghong talked about how great Juren was, with eyes full of yearning.
Zhu San curled his lips and said: "It's just a candidate, but it's not a Jinshi. Every three years, the Ming Dynasty produces hundreds of Jinshi. According to what you say, not every candidate can be a Jinshi?"
"you……"
Jinghong blushed and wanted to argue with Zhu San. Suddenly he remembered that the other party was Prince Xing, so he blushed and stopped talking.
Zhu Hao, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke: "Sir, he asked us to study by ourselves. It's not like he didn't arrange things for you to do. Hurry up and don't waste time!"
Zhu Sandao: "Sir, if you are not here, who will you study with?"
Looking back, Jinghong and Zhu Si were already immersed in reading, but she was still there eagerly waiting for a few people to go out and play with her.
Zhu Hao continued to look at the sky outside the window and said: "Sir, you may not know when he will come back. If you are caught playing outside during class time, you may not be labeled as not interested in studying... If you really don't want to
For self-study, just sit where you are, or daze or sleep, and just don’t disturb each other.”
"Bah! I know you study well and don't need to study by yourself, hum!"
Zhu San actually wanted to say, you took the lead and were lazy there, but let us learn?
While he was feeling unhappy, Zhu Si turned his head and reminded: "Third brother, don't compete with Zhu Hao. He is more capable. It's best if we can surpass him secretly so that he won't look down on us. Then we will give him a lecture!"
Children actually have scheming ideas.
Zhu San thought for a moment and felt that what his brother said made sense, so he started reading the book seriously. However, he found it boring after only reading for a while, so he propped his head with his hands and looked out the window in a daze like Zhu Hao did.
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Sui Gongyan did not show up again for the whole day.
By the afternoon, Lu Bing was called away by Lu Song and did not come back. Instead, Zhu San and Zhu Si stayed in the school to study.
In the spare time, there are Cuju activities and you can also play chess.
It's a pity that Zhu San and Zhu Si can only be spectators when playing chess. Although they know a little bit about Go, it's a pity that their level is not up to par. They can't even compare with Jinghong's level, let alone Zhu Hao.
Zhu Hao was in a daze while making random moves, and saw Jinghong thinking hard there.
"Xiao Jingzi, you are so useless. I'll just tell you here. Look...this area is completely dead."
Zhu San has a loud voice.
Jinghong remained silent and continued to think.
Zhu Si smiled with a "you go, you go" look, as if he was waiting to see his sister's joke.
Zhu Hao was currently thinking about the recent personnel changes in the palace.
It is certain that Sui Gongyan will leave Prince Xing's Mansion.
In order to compensate Sui Gongyan, Prince Xing's Mansion should probably help arrange local officials by asking Sui Gongyan to step down from his position as a tutor in the palace and go to a place in Huguang to fill an official vacancy of about seven grades.
With the experience of teaching in Prince Xing's Mansion, Sui Gongyan's future official career will be smooth sailing, and this exchange is not a loss.
But the problem is that it is not easy to find another local adjudicator with rich teaching experience. Most of the local school teachers are students. After passing the adjudicator exam, they have already entered the official class. How many of them will open schools to teach?
Looking for it from outside...
Aren't you afraid of being spyed on by the imperial court?
I contacted you before and asked me about "Mr. Lu". You must have known the true identity of "Mr. Lu" from Sui Gongyan. Do you want to summon this person to Prince Xing's Mansion?
But the problem is that if that person is really Tang Yin, now that Tang Yin has gone to Nanchang to serve as Prince Ning's staff, even if he wants to recruit... According to the historical trend, Tang Yin will have to wait until next year after seeing the situation clearly, pretending to be crazy and running away...
What does it mean for Prince Xing’s palace to rashly drive Sui Gongyan away without finding a suitable successor?
"Zhu Hao, it's your turn!"
Zhu San reminded from the side.
Zhu Hao turned around, glanced at the chessboard casually, then grabbed a chess piece from the chess box and dropped it.
"So hasty?"
Zhu San was very dissatisfied with Zhu Hao's attitude in playing chess. She wanted to watch a wonderful chess fight, but now it was completely one-sided. Then she attacked Jinghong again, "What's wrong with you? Stop now."
long!"
Zhu Hao was the first to say "webmaster". This new term spread quickly among children, and Zhu San learned it as soon as he turned his face.
Jinghong ignored Zhu San and continued to calculate in his mind.
Zhu Si reminded from the side: "Jinghong, listen to what the adults say, when playing chess, be sure not to take long exams, because long exams are easy to make bad moves. It is better to learn from Zhu Hao and cut through the mess quickly."
Jinghong frowned and said: "There are still people who say that a true gentleman watches chess without talking. How can I calm down and think while you are talking next to me? Zhu Hao's chess skills are so high. I don't take the exam. The faster I move, the faster I will die."