Jiang Buwan hired workers and began to carry out drastic reforms to Lao Zhang Tea Shop. The four characters "Lao Zhang Tea Shop" at the entrance of the house were replaced with "Hongmeng Academy" written by Jiang Buwan himself.
Heaven and earth began in Hongmeng, and so did humans.
"Hongmeng Academy." Xiang Zhihan raised his head and looked at the four big characters written by Jiang Buwan.
Her handwriting is like a swimming dragon, and it seems to contain the laws of heaven and earth.
He just looked at it for a while, and then he felt the realm inside his body move slightly, as if it had reached a higher level.
He shook his head, how could it be possible?
Jiang Buwan is just an ordinary mortal woman. How could her handwriting contain the laws of heaven and earth?
Even he can't do this.
He looked up again and saw that the words on the plaque were still beautiful, but there was no sense of the laws of heaven and earth. He must have read it wrong.
After the plaque on the academy was put up, the neighbors began to ask which master was going to teach here. When they heard that it was Jiang Buwan, they shook their heads and walked away.
Although there has been a female emperor and a female prime minister in the mortal world today, they are very few in the world.
The top aristocratic families still believe that the value of a woman lies within the back house and under the skirt, not to mention the poorer and more backward lower class.
In their minds, women should stay at home, take care of their husbands, raise children, take care of the house, and appear in public. As for teaching?
Hey, what kind of book can a woman teach if she has long hair but short knowledge?
Her plaque has been up for three days, and the internal renovation is about to be completed, but still no one has come to Hongmeng Academy.
"Sister Wanwan." Qingruo looked worriedly at the flow of people on the street and said, "What if no one is willing to come to our academy?"
In the past few days, Qingruo had seen the negative attitude of the people in the town towards Jiang Buwan, and she felt unworthy and aggrieved for Jiang Buwan in her heart. These people had never listened to Sister Wanwan's lectures, so why did they think that Sister Wanwan was speaking? Not good?
In her mind, Sister Wanwan is the most knowledgeable person, not even as good as Brother Xiang.
"Don't worry." Jiang Buwan rubbed Xiao Qingruo's head and said, "Someone will come."
In fact, Jiang Buwan did not plan to recruit any scholars. What she wanted to do was to start from the most basic children. The word "Hongmeng" represented her original intention. She wanted to provide enlightenment education and teach the children nearby to read and understand.
On the day when Hongmeng Academy was officially completed, Jiang Buwan took to the streets and recited aloud a collection of poetry classics.
At first, the women were not ashamed of it, but the men were happy to have an excuse to appreciate Jiang Buwan's beauty openly. One of them, an old scholar, shook his head repeatedly, with a look on his face that he couldn't bear to look at, as if she was not memorizing a collection of classics. , but what obscene words and nonsense.
Xiang Zhihan took advantage of the free time in the medicine hall and came over to see Jiang Buwan.
As soon as he stood outside, someone spotted him.
"Xiang Doctor!"
"Isn't this Doctor Xiang?"
The townspeople all looked at Xiang Zhihan, "Doctor Xiang, you still don't care about your wife? What does it mean for a woman to be in public all day long?"
"Yes, she still wants to be a wife. What kind of wife can a woman be?"
"Teaching and educating people is not something you can do just by knowing a few words and memorizing a few classics."
"Allowing a woman to be your wife is simply ridiculous and misleading!"
Xiang Zhihan frowned slightly. It was true that he was not good at words, but it did not mean that he could tolerate others humiliating Jiang Buwan.
In his opinion, Jiang Buwan's knowledge was more than enough to be a master.
No one in Qingshui Town can compare to her exquisite calligraphy.
He was about to open his mouth to defend Jiang Buwan, but Jiang Buwan refuted it himself.
"Brother, your words are biased. This dynasty has had female emperors and female prime ministers. Women can not only control the power of the world, but also manage the people's livelihood, how can they not be masters?"
"I am familiar with the scriptures and consider myself to be as knowledgeable as any of you. Why can't I do it?"
After Jiang Buwan arrived in the lower world, she had secretly collected the major events that happened in the mortal world, so she remembered the events of this dynasty very clearly.
As for these classics, she was lucky enough to have the authors drink several times.
"If you have any doubts about my ability to be a master, you can feel free to test me with questions."
"But if you attack my gender." Jiang Buwan chuckled, "What? Do you look down on the late emperor?"
When this big hat was put down, the people who clamored for her identity as a woman were instantly silenced.
Contempt of the royal family is a serious crime here, enough to destroy nine tribes.
Seeing that Jiang Buwan was no match, they looked at Xiang Zhihan in the crowd.
"Doctor Xiang, why don't you quickly take care of your wife?"
"How can you be so arrogant and crazy and still have a hint of feminine gentleness?"
"Crazy and crazy?" Xiang Zhihan narrowed his indifferent peach blossom eyes. There was no fierce expression on his face, but it made people feel a little scared for no reason. Badou, at what point is it your turn to tell her what’s wrong?”
Xiang Zhihan's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone present to hear.
"If you think my wife is not worthy of being a teacher, you can compare yourself with her instead of hiding in the crowd and slandering her in despicable ways."
The speeches of Xiang Zhihan and Jiang Buwan still angered many scholars present. They had studied hard for many years. Aren't they still opponents of a weak woman?
They asked Jiang Buwan problems one after another, but Jiang Buwan resolved them one by one.
Instead, they failed Jiang Buwan. For a moment, no one in the vast crowd spoke anymore.
I don’t know who said hello first, and the crowd began to applaud sparsely.
The losing men left in frustration. At this time, many parents came forward to ask about the conditions for attending school.
Jiang Buwan's requirements are very low. She only needs to give her a piece of meat for each child.
Of course, if you can't afford even a piece of meat, you'd better not come to school.
It's not that Jiang Buwan discriminates against poor people, but that in this era, studying is a luxury and requires long-term investment.
If a poor family is asked to provide for a child to study for decades, and it may not be possible to see a return, but it will harm the family, there must always be someone to grow the food in the land.
On the first day, Jiang Buwan received three students. Although not many, it was a good start.
In the future, the thirty seats in her academy will definitely be filled.
Jiang Buwan's academy opened in full swing, and the sound of children reading aloud came from the usually quiet streets.
The children running around on the street and the townspeople sitting around couldn't help but be attracted by Jiang Buwan's lectures. As more and more students stood in the corner and listened to the lectures, the classroom became more and more full of children. The changes in the children are engraved in the hearts of every parent and neighbor.
People had distrust and disdain for Jiang Buwan from the beginning, but now they will respectfully call him "Master Jiang" when they meet him.
