"When people are born, their nature is good. They are similar in nature, but far apart in habits... The first is filial piety and brotherhood, the second is seeing and hearing. They know a certain number and know a certain article."
In Ye An's small courtyard, under the pomegranate tree, a beautiful woman in pale yellow is reciting seriously, and beside her is a handsome young man shaking his head.
The aroma of tea slowly drifted in. There was a kettle on the small red clay stove, and the teapot next to it was steaming.
Xuan Chengzi was performing punches with clear movements in the open space. Wang Yuan and Wang Hao stood at the door of the small courtyard and looked at everything inside, which seemed a bit unreal.
"Mr. Yuanbo, this "Three Character Classic" written by Nephew Ye seems to be written in childish language, but the truth contained in it is thought-provoking!"
Wang Hao's sigh made Wang Yuan sneer: "It's really too much for you to eavesdrop on other people's enlightenment. Gentlemen should avoid family traditions..."
Wang Hao stretched his arms and said with a smile: "Don't talk about me, you listen more seriously than anyone else here!"
Wang Yuan did not blush, but shook his head and said: "I am trying to understand if there are any allusions in his article. This Mongolian Sutra is short, concise, and catchy.
It covers history, the number of days, the number of places, arithmetic, etiquette and some folk allusions. If you read it carefully, even a child of several years old can understand the things of the ages! There are four allusions in just ten sentences...
...Eh! How wonderful! How wonderful!”
Wang Hao was slightly stunned. Something that could be praised so highly by Wang Yuan must be good. The most outstanding thing about his Sanhuai Wang family is his family education. The private schools of the Wang family are among the best in Tokyo.
The two of them stood at the door without going in. They raised their ears and waited for Zhan'er to carry it down, but Zhan'er made no sound.
"Well, you can memorize this paragraph smoothly, but you need to know the allusions in it. During the Warring States Period, Mencius's mother moved three times in order to provide Mencius with a good learning environment. Mencius refused to study hard, and Meng's mother
So he broke the weaving machine to educate him."
Zhan'er stared at Ye An with bright eyes, admiring why this young gentleman knew so many things.
Ye An was a little helpless. In later generations, this was something that even a three-year-old child would know, but for people of this era, it was a matter of great justice.
Glancing at the two figures at the door, Ye An said loudly to Zhan'er: "Today, young master, I will teach you another sentence: A gentleman is magnanimous, but a villain has long relationships!"
Poof...Xuan Chengzi finished a set of punches? He just took a sip of tea? Then he sprayed it all on Ye An's lazy body.
Staring at him helplessly, Ye An said aggrievedly: "Master, what are you doing?"
Is Zhan'er hurriedly wiping Ye An's face? But Xuan Chengzi coughed: "What a curse! Even the organizer doesn't know how to use sentences? You are not talking about others, but you are talking about yourself!"
"Goose?!"
Wang Yuan and Wang Hao laughed and entered the door: "Haha... Nephew Ye Xian, please don't belittle yourself! The so-called gentleman is magnanimous? The villain has a long relationship, which comes from "The Analects of Confucius", but it means that the gentleman is magnanimous? The villain loves to care about everything.
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Ye An's face turned red: "Two gentlemen eavesdropped on the kid's enlightenment scriptures? It's really too much. Instead, they just picked on the kid's faults!"
Wang Yuan's face straightened, and he said in a very solemn tone: "You can't be accommodating in learning, and you can't be sloppy? You can't seem to understand but don't understand! You should study and ask with a respectful and pious heart! How can you neglect it?! That's the case with your elders.
Taught you?!"
Ye An was speechless for a moment. He folded his hands and bowed and said, "Sir, this is the lesson!"
Wang Hao looked at Zhan'er dressed in an ordinary woman's attire and saw that she had learned from Ye An's family. He frowned and scolded: "Little maid, how dare you covet the master's family's knowledge? Ying Niang! Come in and ask for advice from your elder brother.
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Ye An sighed slightly. Looking at Yingniang who was as proud as a "little peacock", she really had nothing to say.
Wang Yuan didn't say anything at the side. Instead, he took Wang Hao to look for Xuan Chengzi and watched him practice Tai Chi. This was what Ye An taught him.
Of course, Ye An himself is also a "half-baked" person. You say it's Tai Chi? It's actually Tai Chi exercise practiced by the old man in the park...it's far from boxing.
Is it just such a showy thing? But it is quite powerful in Xuan Chengzi's hands? Anyway, I asked Niu Er to push him hard, and the fool was thrown out more than a foot.
One foot is three meters. This distance made Ye An couldn't believe his eyes. What he taught him was the twenty-four postures of simplified Tai Chi. How could it be so powerful in his hands?
Moreover, it looks like it is no longer the twenty-four postures, and there are many changes that Ye An has never seen before. Is it what martial arts practitioners call one method that can be used to master all methods?
Ye An felt that it was better to stay away from such people. It was too scary. Anyone who had nothing to do with an old man would simply be despising his own life... Tie Er, who was lying in the corner panting like an ox and groaning in pain, was the best.
example.
"Brother, is this "Three Character Classic" your family study?"
Yingniang stood in front of Ye An in a pretty way, covering his eyes from Zhan'er, and glanced at Zhan'er with disdain.
"Brother, my heart is pure and kind. Don't be deceived by some maid or traitor. You must be blamed for losing your family and your ancestors!"
Ye An pulled Ying Niang to the side, letting the sun shine on his body, and leaned lazily on the back of the chair: "This is my family education, I can teach it to whoever I want, as for the maid
Son, if you didn’t tell me, I would have forgotten.”
Seeing the surprised Ying Niang, Ye An raised his hand and said, "Wang Bang! Bring out the body bond between you and Zhan'er!"
Ye An smiled: "It's up to me to decide the identity of the people around me, isn't it? The little mother of the Wang family!"
The protracted ending was very uncomfortable, and the Wang gang came back quickly and hurriedly handed over the deed of the two of them.
Ye Anna played with it in her hands for a while, folded it into a long piece of paper, looked at it, and then threw it into the small red clay stove next to Ying Niang's scream.
The paper was twisted continuously in the fire and finally turned into black ashes. Ye An also used the wooden stick on the side to poke hard to break up the ashes in the furnace.
"Did you see that? They are not my servants now, and they have no physical bonds!"
Zhan'er stared blankly at the red hearth. She had never thought that her freedom would come so suddenly and so quickly, catching her off guard.
The smiling young man in front of me seemed to be as blazing as the sun... It made my face feel hot, and my tears rolled down unsatisfactorily.
Wang Bang watched his body contract turn into ashes, and also looked at Ye An blankly, and finally said: "Xiao Langjun, what are you doing?! We have agreed that the monthly payment will be
A lot of it is written on this deed, how can you just say burn it and burn it?"
Ye An was stunned for a moment, then looked at the furnace and rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "It's okay, Master, I'll keep my word. It won't be a problem. I'll definitely keep your wages from you in the future... Hehe..."
"Am I worse than this humble maid and my family's son in Brother Ye's eyes? Would you rather be humiliated like this?"
Glancing at Wang Hao, who was learning Tai Chi with Xuan Chengzi, Ye An helplessly shrugged.
"You don't know, I just have this temperament. I'm used to doing whatever I like without being disciplined! As for humiliation, it's a matter of opinion..."