Tang Ning suddenly changed her mind when Xiao Yan mentioned Taifu Rong. She held the tea cup and muttered with a sullen face: "Of course it's harsh. My grandfather taught me my education when I was a child. I mostly followed him when I read and read. My grandfather was very good at studying. The above requirements are extremely strict, and they apply equally to others and ourselves.”
Rong Qian'an was the most talented man in the Wei Dynasty. He served in three dynasties, taught two generations of emperors, and most of his students became pillars of the court.
At that time, he was implicated in the case of the cruel prince and took the initiative to report his old age. After he retired from the court, he was not idle. There were many people in Beijing who admired learning. If anyone was satisfied after taking the exam, Rong Qian'an would keep him in the mansion privately. Study in the designated school.
Those students included the children of courtiers, powerful people, and students from poor backgrounds. Rongqianan only considered talents and virtues, regardless of other things. He treated them all equally regardless of their background, whether they were older or younger.
There was a small table in the private school of the Rong family, which belonged to Tang Ning, who was still young at the time. She followed the lectures when she was learning to speak. From the initial ignorance and confusion, she was able to follow the parrot and recite some poems. Received "influence" early on.
Her grandfather would always leave her homework alone. Even though he loved her the most, he would still hit her palm with a ruler when she couldn't finish her homework.
"At that time, my mother and father were busy and often left me at the Rong family. The disciples taught by my grandfather would always smile and call me "little junior sister" when they saw me. My grandfather didn't stop me, and even took the initiative to let me call them. Senior brother."
"Brother, you don't know. At that time, there was a senior brother who was not much younger than my father. He would tease me every time he saw me. He had an unkempt beard and was obviously very old, but he always liked to call me "little junior sister" by pinching his throat. Steal my candy cake and eat it secretly."
Although Tang Ning muttered dissatisfaction, there was a smile in her eyes when she mentioned those things in the Rong family. To her, those past were joyful and nostalgic.
Xiao Yan sat aside and said, "Teacher Rong, has he ever accepted a student like this?"
"Yes, his name is Wu Ziji, and he has a very naughty temper. He was the person my grandfather punished the most at that time. However, my grandfather also said that he was the most capable. If he entered the court, he would definitely be able to accomplish something. But I don't know why later. , he had a big quarrel with his grandfather and left the capital."
Tang Ning still remembers that she was secretly hiding outside the door and saw Wu Ziji arguing with his grandfather. The two argued so fiercely that Wu Ziji, who had always been stronger, had his eyes red.
I don’t know what he said, but Rong Taifu slapped him and told him to get out. He dropped something and got out, and never came back.
"When did that happen?" Xiao Yanzhuangruo asked unintentionally.
"A long time ago."
Tang Ning bent her legs and put the tea cup on her lap: "I must have been four or five years old at that time. It happened to be my birthday before they quarreled. Wu Ziji also gave me an ugly clay sculpture, saying it was a photo of him. You pinched me..."
But she remembered that the clay man had a face like a gong, a small body, his face was painted in various colors, and one of his ears was missing.
What she gave Wu Ziji in return was a bowl of chicken soup mixed with croton powder, which made him want to live in a hut. Then she and Wu Ziji were punished by their grandfather to squat in the yard with books on their heads.
She was still young at that time and couldn't stand at all. She staggered and sat down in the mud puddle under the corner. The last impression she had was of Wu Ziji's laughing face with a full beard.
Xiao Yan whispered: "You are four or five years old, do you still remember what happened so long ago?"
Tang Ning said: "I remember things early. My grandfather often praised me for my early intelligence and said that I was smarter than my mother-in-law and my father. However, I don't remember everything."
She only has vague memories of many things before she was three or four years old, but she remembers things more clearly after she was five or six years old. The incident with Wu Ziji happened to be on his birthday, and the clay figurine was broken later, so her memory is particularly profound.
She showed off proudly: "I still remember many of my grandfather's disciples in the Rong family private school at that time. Although I can't remember their faces, I still remember their names."
Her grandfather also praised her for her good memory and loved teaching her to recite.
Xiao Yan quietly listened to her talk about the past. Seeing her talk endlessly about her childhood, her heart sank a little. She really just didn't remember those things.
His eyes were a little dark, and he said as casually as possible: "What about Mr. Song and the others? Do you remember them?"
"Of course I remember." Tang Ning sighed: "Dad and grandma love me the most. If they were still here, the Song family would not dare to bully me."
"Did they have an accident?"
"Well, my father went to Beijing on a business trip, and my mother went to see her off. Who would have thought that she would meet the Ni Wang Fu Ni? When there was chaos in the suburbs of Beijing, my father and I did not escape. By the time people from the capital found them, both my father and my mother were already there. Someone was harmed.”
Tang Ning's voice was a little low when she spoke, but after all, it had happened many years ago, and her sadness had long passed its peak.
She hid her depression in just a moment and looked up at Xiao Yan: "Brother, why did you suddenly remember to ask me about my childhood?"
Xiao Yan said, "I'm a little curious."
Tangning didn't think much after hearing this, she just tilted her head and said, "I'm also curious about my brother's childhood." Thinking of the rumors outside, she pursed her lips and said hesitantly, "Those things said outside are all true. Really, my brother had a very bad life when he was a child?"
Xiao Yan saw that she looked worried after asking, and then looked a little regretful. He suddenly knew that she was asking about "Xiao Yan's" past, and he said with a casual expression:
"It doesn't matter. I lived a good life when I was young. My parents were loving, I had good food and clothing, and I was served by servants at home. I was far richer than others."
He saw the little girl's face full of surprise and surprise.
He smiled: "Why is this expression on your face?"
Tang Ning opened her mouth: "But people say that my brother was treated harshly by his father and brother..."
"It's not harsh treatment."
Seeing Tang Ning's confusion, Xiao Yan, who had never mentioned the past very often, rarely spoke up: "Those outside are not entirely true. Some of them are also fabricated rumors."
"My father was once a very wise man. He was highly valued by my great-grandfather. He showed his talent at a very young age and was chosen by my great-grandfather to inherit the family business in the mansion."
"My grandfather originally liked him, but it was probably because my father was too ambitious. When my great-grandfather left, he left some connections in the family to my father instead of my grandfather, so that he could win the hearts of the people and even have vague signs of surpassing my grandfather's prestige. My grandfather treated him like a man. He became increasingly distant, and the rift between father and son also remained.”
He seemed to be talking about other people's affairs, his tone was clear.
"My grandfather had many sons, but my father was the legitimate son. He should have cherished him very much, but this legitimate son didn't quite listen to him, and he was so outstanding that it was disturbing."
"My grandfather favored his uncles who were the common people. He deliberately supported them and wanted them to compete with my father. However, there was no fault in my father. His identity had long been recognized by the clan. Even my grandfather could not easily replace him."
A man is jealous of his legitimate son's prominence and is afraid that he will surpass him.
One of them was completely unprepared, sincerely thinking that his father valued him, and just wanted to clean up the court and make the Wei Dynasty more powerful. When his prestige overshadowed those who should not be overshadowed.
Even the superficial filial piety of father and son cannot be maintained.
Tang Ning had no idea who Xiao Yan was referring to in his words. She just thought he was talking about the Xiao family.
She had heard the rumors about the Xiao family, and knew that the head of the Xiao family was said to be very unfavorable by the outside world, and that after Xiao Yan came to power, the Xiao family was almost wiped out.
People outside said that Xiao Yan suffered a lot at home when he was young and was bullied by his father and brother. After he became powerful, the first thing he did was to personally kill his father, brother and uncle who had bullied him in the past.
This is also the root of Xiao Yan's reputation as a vicious person.
But who would have thought that the "father" who was rumored to have died in his hands would actually be evaluated like this in his mouth.
Tang Ning was entranced when he heard this: "What happened next?"
"later……"
Xiao Yan lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the coldness in his eyes: "Of course he turned his back later."
