And considering this era, studying to test for fame is indeed very helpful.
Besides, my little son-in-law seems to be able to learn everything very quickly, so it probably won’t be hard to study...
Jiang Michia thought for a long time, "There are few people studying here, mainly because it costs a lot to study. Many people can't afford it, so they just know a few words and then stop going. We don't say how rich our family is, but I want you to study." Books are still okay.”
"If you want to go to school, then go and study."
"Thank you, madam." After receiving Jiang Michia's agreement, Song Jingyun immediately became happy.
"But..." Jiang Michia also hesitated, "Although you know some words and can write them, my teachings are not standardized. If you really want to study, I'm afraid you have to start learning from the beginning."
Since you want to study, you have to lay a solid foundation from the beginning.
If you really want to learn quickly, you can find a better academy and teacher.
However, in terms of enlightenment, most children are five or six years old. When the time comes, where will Song Jingyun, a child of five, six years and more than 100 months old, sit...
Gee, it feels very dazzling just thinking about it.
Since it was decided that Song Jingyun should go to school, Jiang Michia didn't hesitate too much. He asked Jiang Youcheng and Liu to discuss Song Jingyun's schooling and see which school to send him to.
Regarding Song Jingyun's decision to study, Jiang Youcheng and Liu were surprised at first, and then expressed their agreement after a while.
What happened to Chai Fa and others last time left Jiang Youcheng and Liu with lingering fears.
Fortunately they knew Xun Yuanbai, and fortunately Xun Yuanbai was there that day. Even more fortunately, Xun Yuanbai was able to quickly find Magistrate Zhao and hold Magistrate Zou accountable. Otherwise, the consequences would be hard to predict.
And this time has passed, there will be a next time, and the next time...
As long as the family business is still there and the life is prosperous, there is no guarantee that no one will be watching.
If Song Jingyun could go to the imperial examination and get a good name, he could also protect his family's property and Jiang Michia, and the old couple would feel relieved.
It’s just a matter of where to go to school...
Most ordinary farmers cannot afford to study. Even if they can afford to study, their qualifications are not necessarily good, and teachers are also very scarce. It can be said that except for a serious academy in the town, there are many schools within a ten-mile radius. There is only one small private school in Dayangshu Village.
The teacher's name is Yang Shunde, an old boy who has studied for many years and has a high prestige in nearby villages.
In several nearby villages, those who have children studying will be sent to Yang Shunde to learn Chinese calligraphy. Now Yang Shunde brings a dozen children and works hard every day to teach them.
For people like Song Jingyun who are like children and need to start learning from the enlightenment stage again, it is quite appropriate to go to Yang Shunde.
In short, after the whole family discussed it, that afternoon, Jiang Youcheng and Jiang Michia took Song Jingyun with a piece of meat and some snacks to Dayangshu Village to look for Yang Shunde.
The private school of Yang Shunde's family was located in their home. In one of the large rooms, tables, chairs and benches were densely arranged. A dozen children aged between five and six to ten years old were memorizing the Three Character Classic while shaking their heads.
After hearing the purpose of Jiang Youcheng and Jiang Michia's visit, Yang Shunde stroked his goatee, looked at Song Jingyun and cleared his throat, "Do you want to study here?"
"Yes, Master." Song Jingyun nodded.
"Although it's never too late to learn and read, it's just that this is the first time I've seen someone as old as this."
Yang Shunde looked troubled, "It's not that you can't read and write as you get older. It's just that the older you get, the worse your memory and your temper. I'm afraid it's really difficult to teach..."
"So I beg you to pay more attention to me." Jiang Youcheng handed over the bamboo basket filled with pork and pastries. "We will pay the tribute as soon as the others do it. We are extra filial to you."
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Yang Shunde saw that the pork was all gift meat, and the weight was not light. It weighed five or six kilograms, and the pastries looked quite delicate, not like they were sold in the town, but like those sold in the county. Full of smiles, he talked carefully about going to school with Jiang Youcheng and others.
The cost of repairing is one or two and a half cents of silver per year. You need to prepare pens, inks, paper, inkstones and other things by yourself. You also need to prepare an extra copy of the "Three Character Classic" and the "Thousand Character Classic" for daily memorization and literacy.
During normal classes, you also need to prepare the sandbox used for calligraphy practice.
As for the seats, since Song Jingyun was the last to arrive and the tallest person, he could just sit at the back.
Because there were other students waiting for class in the private school, Jiang Michia and others could not disturb them too much. After understanding the general situation, they handed over to Shu Xiu, prepared the items for school, and expected to come to school in the future.
Before leaving the yard, Yang Shunde's scolding came from inside the house.
"These are the two sentences of the Communist Party of China. I have been memorizing them back and forth for two days, but I still can't memorize them. I am lazy and slippery on weekdays, and I don't work hard! I have to punish you heavily today, and you will realize that you have a long memory and reach out. Come out and hit the ruler ten times!"
As soon as the words fell to the ground, there was a crisp "pop, pop" sound.
The sound was so loud that Jiang Michia and Jiang Youcheng were frightened.
"This Master Yang seems to be quite stern." Jiang Youcheng was a little worried.
My son-in-law seems to have tender skin and tender flesh, and he is usually well-behaved and quiet. He is very lovable. The family has never treated him harshly. If he was slapped on the palm for studying, and his originally slender hands were beaten into pig hooves...
OK!
Jiang Youcheng closed his eyes and shook his head.
"It's quite severe." Jiang Michia nodded slightly, and looking at Song Jingyun who seemed to be thoughtful, he patted him, "What, are you scared?"
"Is that true?" Song Jingyun replied, "I was just thinking about what kind of two-sentence book it is that I can't memorize for two days..."
Jiang Michia, "..."
Hen.
However, the articles at this time are all in classical Chinese, and most of the classical Chinese articles are difficult to pronounce. If you don't understand the meaning and memorize them by rote, it will be very difficult indeed.
Thinking about it, the child probably didn't understand the meaning.
After Jiang Michia and others returned home, they began to prepare what Yang Shunde said.
Jiang Youcheng contacted the carpenter, and then went to the river to dig sand, rinse it, dry it thoroughly, and make a sand table. Jiang Michia took Song Jingyun to the town to buy a bunch of books, pens, ink, paper, and inkstones.
Song Jingyun made himself a small bamboo box.
It is similar to a bag suitcase. It is square and can be carried on the back, but the size is much smaller than an ordinary bag suitcase. In order to facilitate the organization of things, Song Jingyun used bamboo strips to make partitions in the bamboo box. In this way, everything can be Everything can be placed neatly without being messy at all.
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