When Gu Beichuan heard this, his brows suddenly furrowed. He was surprised and a little bit understanding at the same time.
But I took it for granted.
Reading and learning calligraphy is still a big problem for most people from poor backgrounds in this era.
However, Zheng Jianjian is the housekeeper of the Gu family.
It is not easy for someone who is not literate to handle all the matters properly. I think it took a lot of effort.
Seeing Gu Beichuan frowning slightly, Zheng Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a bad premonition.
He knew in his heart that many wealthy families were extremely strict in selecting housekeepers.
Not only are they required to have a clean family background and be able to speak well, but they also have certain requirements for reading and practicing calligraphy.
If it is a very noble family, the housekeeper will even be required to have the title of childbirth!
This alone can dissuade many people, including him.
Although the Gu family was not a powerful person in the court, they were still extremely wealthy.
Zheng Jian was grateful from the bottom of his heart to be the housekeeper of Gu Mansion.
It was not in vain that I had been so bold and led Gu Beichuan on this Gandu West Street.
Therefore, since he became the housekeeper of Gu Mansion, he has been working hard and striving to do his best in everything.
Although Gu Beichuan never pressed him to do what he wanted, he always held himself to the highest standards.
Whether he is going out or doing business, he will first think about himself as the butler of the Gu family and whether he will lose the master's face by doing so, and then he will consider his own wishes.
He felt that only by working so hard could he be worthy of the high monthly salary his master gave him!
However, no matter how well he does, the fact that he has never read or cannot read will always be a terrible scar on his career that is difficult to erase.
Now, it's time for the scar to show up.
The master is naturally very generous and kind, but he lives in Qiandu West Street, where there are high-ranking families and dignitaries everywhere.
Many times, it’s all about being in control of yourself.
As the Gu family earns more and more money, if word spreads that the housekeeper is still an illiterate roughneck, it will inevitably lose face.
Among this wealthy family, face is extremely important.
In comparison, firing a housekeeper seems perfectly normal.
Zheng Jian seemed to have predicted his own ending, and there was no resentment in his eyes, but a bit of gratitude.
Gu Beichuan was already the most generous boss he had encountered since he started looking for work. Not only did he appoint him as a housekeeper, trust him in everything, and give him great importance, but now he also found a job for him to read and write.
It's just that I don't have the ability, I can't understand it, and I can't see it clearly. How can I blame the master?
Zheng Jian is calm and ready to meet his fate.
However, this look in Gu Beichuan's eyes made him a little unhappy.
What's the meaning?
It's normal to not be able to read and write, but what do you mean by your appearance of not being ashamed at all and even being somewhat calm?
As he was thinking about it, his words couldn't help but become a bit heavier: "My Gu family is a respectable family after all, and as a housekeeper, how can you be so ignorant?"
When Zheng Jian heard this, he was immediately awe-struck and lamented in his heart: "I have to leave after all."
"If others looked at it, they would think that the people in my Gu family cannot study!"
"Starting tomorrow, go to the streets to find a few Confucian scholars to study the local chronicles of the Canglan River Basin for me and write a summary."
"By the way, find yourself a teacher so that you can study hard. If you don't learn to read ten thousand words, don't come back to see me."
"All expenses will be borne by the government once reported."
Zheng Jian:? ? ?
ah?
His eyes were glazed over, and his expression was getting sluggish. It was as if he had been greatly stimulated, and he couldn't recover for a while, and he actually lost his ability to think.
After a while, he understood the meaning of Gu Beichuan's words. It's just that the surprise in my heart, instead of diminishing, is like a stormy sea, one after another, pushing to a climax.
"Master, you...you just said that you want to pay to send me to study and practice calligraphy?"
Gu Beichuan raised his eyebrows and said, "I want you to invite a few Confucian scholars to study local chronicles for me, and by the way find a gentleman to study and read. What? You have to say these things several times?"
Seeing Zheng Jian's surprised look, Gu Beichuan even doubted whether there were any loopholes in his words or an ambiguity that could easily be misunderstood.
But think about it carefully, none of them!
If that's the case, what's going on with Zheng Jian?
How come a person who is usually very smart can't even understand such simple words now?
However, these few words were boring and ordinary to Gu Beichuan.
But when it fell into Zheng Jian's ears, it was like thunder.
That’s all for giving such a high monthly payment.
It's okay to not be harsh on weekdays.
But now, he actually has to pay to send his family members to study and become literate!
This, this, this... there is such a master in this world!
This really impacted his outlook.
Before, I often heard people say that my master was a literary star from heaven who came down to earth.
At first he didn't believe it. Wenquxing was a man among the gods. How could he be so good even if he came down to earth?
But now he believes it!
I wonder who can have such a kind heart except the gods in heaven?
Thinking of this, Zheng Jian knelt down with a bang, kowtowed to Gu Beichuan, and said with tears in his eyes: "Zheng Jian swears here, in this life, he will serve the Gu family well for generations. If he violates this oath, he will not be fine." die!"
It is true that Zheng Jian has never read a book. Even if he swears, he can only say that he will not die well.
If you were a serious reader, you would probably be able to pull out a series of oaths that seemed cruel and vicious but were actually insignificant.
But this is obviously not the point. The point is that Gu Beichuan didn't know what Zheng Jian was going through, so he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed.
After thinking about it, I can't get a clue.
In the end, this can only be attributed to some serious custom in Zheng Jian's hometown.
"Okay, okay, don't say these nonsense, I will go to the street to recruit people early tomorrow morning. Remember to find some reliable scholars, do you understand?"
"Don't worry, sir, I will handle this matter properly."
After hearing this, Gu Beichuan nodded, picked up a volume of local chronicles of the Canglan River Basin, entered the room, and planned to read it at night by candlelight.
The court's so-called recruitment strategy is not a reliable way out.
God knows how long it will take to release, but everything must be tight.
Seeing him leaving, Li Dongbi paused, picked up a volume of local chronicles, and wanted to go back to his room.
But halfway through, he turned back and reached out for another roll.
After all, he has a half-step Gang Qi cultivation and a strong spirit. Even if he loses a few hours of sleep at night, it will not have much impact.
In this case, at this critical moment, it would be better to help Gu Beichuan take on more of the burden.
Of course, this is how it is done, but it is absolutely forbidden to say it out loud.
Not only can I not say that I read two volumes in one night, but I cannot even say that I read one volume.
Otherwise, where is my face?
After doing so, he glared at Zheng Jian fiercely, as if threatening him not to tell anyone.
But this threat, for some reason, really makes people feel no fear.
After Li Dongbi also left, Zheng Jian stood up and said with emotion: "You are cold-faced and warm-hearted, Mr. Li, that's the kind of person you are."
Speaking of which, Li Dongbi always had a straight face in the house.
His cultivation level is much higher than that of Gu Beichuan, and he always exudes a vague aura of martial arts. For ordinary people like Zheng Jian who are not familiar with martial arts, he is really scary.
But Zheng Jian knew that Mr. Li, who seemed cold and somewhat obsessed with face, was the most kind-hearted man in the house.
It's just that he doesn't want to say it.
