When Huang Zunsu's wife Yao heard Zheng Haizhu's words, she turned around weakly and said to the Yiyang opera troupe leader: "I saw your troupe a while ago, and your troupe behaved in a very orderly manner. May I ask where your troupe is? Where is Songjiang Mansion staying? Later, I asked my mother-in-law to sort out the clothes, pants, shoes and socks worn by the dog and send them to the baby."
This means agreeing to the class leader to take away the abandoned baby.
The class leader hurriedly bowed respectfully to Mrs. Yao: "To return to grandma, Xiaoban will temporarily stay at the carriage shop in Liujia Lane, and I will thank grandma for the baby's rebirth. Could you please give her a name?"
Yao was a very attentive person, and realized that Zheng Haizhu had just changed the subject of being reprimanded by the theater troupe in order not to embarrass the high-status Huang Zunsu. Therefore, as a wife, she must know how to take into account her husband's face at this moment.
She then turned to Huang Zunsu and said, "Master, what do you think?"
Huang Zunsu felt lucky to see that his wife was fine. Looking at the baby's face as delicate as a flower, he said to the class teacher warmly: "My wife loves Xiuzhu and Begonia the most. Let's call this baby Xiaotang."
The class leader's face relaxed, and he bowed deeply to Huang Zunsu and said: "I have remembered it. I despise Fang, but I will not impose Fang on this poor child in the name of adoption. The word "Xiao" given by the master is very good, and it has a lot of meaning. The tall and straight green bamboo can also be used as a surname. From now on, her surname will be Xiao Mingtang. Thank you, sir, and grandma."
When Huang Zunsu heard this, he thought that Leader Fang was indeed a gentleman, and he couldn't help but reflect on what he had done in the past few days.
At this time, Magistrate Zhuang also rushed to the dung pond after hearing the news. Seeing this situation, he immediately praised Mrs. Huang for being kind-hearted and setting an example for the party. He also praised Zheng Haizhu, who surveyed the riverside in the morning and bravely rescued people in the afternoon. .
Then I heard that the Yiyang opera troupe of that group leader was singing a play written by Zhang Dai to praise Eunuch Liu. After thinking about it for a while, he encouraged him with a few words on the pretext of adopting an abandoned baby and rewarded him with five taels of silver.
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Three days later, at the end of the day, Zheng Haizhu inspected the first batch of 300 silk and cotton mixed face towels with Lao Peng at the Hanjia Weaving Workshop, and then hired a donkey cart to go to Shoukuan Academy.
Since Eunuch Liu gave the order, Zheng Haizhu's permission to go out has been greatly upgraded.
Mr. Han and Miss Han both announced at home that a thousand face towels would be handed over to the Weaving Bureau before the twelfth lunar month. Miss Zheng could go to the weaving workshop at any time to supervise the construction period and check the quality.
As for Shoukuan Academy in the north of the city, it is also a charity registered with Magistrate Zhuang and Mr. Huang. Even if Miss Zheng wants to marry the eldest daughter to the Gu family next year, she can do her best to promote it now.
At this moment, Zheng Haizhu was sitting in a simple donkey cart, enjoying the cold northwest wind in the cold winter in the south of the Yangtze River, but his heart was filled with heat.
At the age of twenty, with a pair of natural feet, he was able to run around Songjiang Prefecture, which already had the prototype of a modern civil society, to focus on production in a "private cotton spinning factory", and to run a school on a site acquired with the support of investors from the family. Instead of always thinking about how to climb into the bed of the master and the young master to win the status of a beloved concubine, this is already a relatively satisfactory start for a modern woman who traveled to the late Ming Dynasty.
It seems that such a goal was achieved within ten months after arriving in Songjiang, but in fact, the decision-making can be traced back to when I just traveled to Zhangzhou two years ago.
He decisively fought against the clan leader who favored sons over daughters, decisively abandoned the concept of relocating to his homeland, sold his properties, and decisively raised funds to go north to find a wise owner, positioning his business base in a gathering of celebrities and a popular atmosphere. Songjiang Prefecture in Nanzhili, which is also relatively open, seems to be a good bet so far.
Keep up the good work!
Zheng Haizhu was full of thoughts all the way. When he came to the door of Shoukuan Academy, he saw his filial nephew Zheng Shoukuan and the academy steward Cao Jingting, calling the craftsmen to try hanging a plaque on the lintel to observe the effect.
Just as she was about to clap her hands and cheer, Cao and Zheng, one old and one young, looked at each other with serious expressions. They respectfully called out "Master Huang" and then led the craftsmen to kneel down.
Zheng Haizhu turned around and saw Huang Zunsu wearing an ordinary Tang scarf and a pine blue cloth robe, standing behind him.
"You are not wearing official uniform, so you don't need to perform this grand ceremony. You all should get up and do your work."
Huang Zunsu leaned forward slightly and said, with a gentle and gentle look in his eyes.
That gentle tone reminded Zheng Haizhu of the feeling he had when he first saw Mr. Huang in the gangster's den.
Huang Zunsu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, forced out a smile that looked a little embarrassing no matter how he looked at Zheng Haizhu, pointed to the couplets that had been hung on the door and said: "Erudent and determined, asking questions and thinking closely, this is, Mr. Dong (referring to Dong Qichang) )’s calligraphy, right?”
Zheng Haizhu nodded: "It was given by Mr. Dong. Mr. Yangming said that if you stay within the daily routine, you can create the innate world. In my opinion, whether it is Neo-Confucianism or psychology, people's daily needs are the way of heaven, which is the greatest The Tao. And young men and women, in search of the Tao, cannot do without hard work. They cannot fool around with tricks, they cannot be lazy, and they cannot just indulge in those mindless things. Therefore, even in this small place like ours, It has nothing to do with building a career, but starts with teaching low-level skills. We also need to emphasize to the children that they should be eager to learn and make progress, sharpen their minds, temper their minds, and don’t live in the days of walking around and being manipulated by others.”
Zheng Haizhu spoke unhurriedly, and there was no trace of Kang's excitement, but he was sincere and fluent. It was obvious that he had been thinking about this for a long time and was very interested in talking about the person in front of him.
Huang Zunsu listened quietly. He felt that when faced with such an innocent and knowledgeable girl, he did not need to carefully consider the words to ease the relationship like he did when dealing with people in the officialdom. Purpose.
On the way here, he had already thought of the most sincere way to apologize.
He then waited for Zheng Haizhu to finish talking, looked at the empty plaque and said: "Miss Zheng, that day, in order to teach the children to draw the bleak river water in winter, my wife braved the cold wind to draw lines on the Wusong River. When I was finishing the manuscript, I encountered the baby abandonment incident. My wife is really longing for the teaching, and her handwriting is actually far more innocent and transcendent than mine. So today I made an agreement with her to use the four words "Shou Kuan Academy" , let her give it to you."
Zheng Haizhu's eyes suddenly turned away from the door lintel.
She is not stupid, how could she not hear Huang Zunsu's conciliatory message.
If you are not sincere, I will deceive you. If you are honest and honest, I will not deceive you.
Huang Zongxi's father is indeed worthy of trust in his character and bearing.
And she is a model wife!
Zheng Haizhu then showed an unabashed smile of joy. She could only smile for a few breaths, but suddenly thought of another verse.
Although Huang Zunsu saved Dong Qichang's family, his wife was a young woman after all. Considering the limitations of the times and the relationship between superiority and inferiority that cannot be ignored, would it be inappropriate to place the plaque with Yao's inscription on the couplet with Dong Qichang's inscription?
Zheng Haizhu then tried to say: "Of course Grandma Yao's calligraphy is elegant and beautiful, but if it is placed above Dong Gong's couplets..."
Huang Zunsu comforted her: "It's very good that you care so much about human relations and sophistication when you are out on the road. But don't worry, I took advantage of my rest today to visit Mr. Dong and mentioned this matter. I told Mr. Dong that my wife is right. The academy teaches painting and calligraphy, and I am very eager to do so. Please ask Mr. Dong to give the juniors a small world to encourage them, and help the concubine of the lower official to establish his authority as a teacher in front of the disciples, haha."
Zheng Haizhu said with a smile: "Then the training our academy provides to Mr. Yao will definitely be no less than that of the great Confucian scholars in sociology."
Huang Zunsu also threw away the last trace of vitality and joked: "So? Then should she write more words for the academy?"
Hearing this, Zheng Haizhu thought for a moment, took a few steps back, pointed to the layout of the academy, and introduced it to Huang Zunsu seriously: "Master, please see, here, in addition to the library facing north and south, we have a cottage to the east next to the Qingqing Pond. , you can teach painting and calligraphy, because it is convenient to wash brushes. The connecting rooms in the south can be used as lecture halls, facing the open courtyard, and can also be used to practice complex woodwork in a bright open-air place. The courtyard shaded by plantains in the west, It is best to turn it into an embroidery workshop and a weaving workshop. Please ask Mr. Yao to write inscriptions on these academies."
Huang Zunsu pondered and said, "Well, what is the title?"
Zheng Haizhu smiled: "They are called Beiyuan, Qingyuan, Fuyuan and Jiaoyuan."
"Beiqing Fujiao?" Huang Zunsu murmured several times, "Okay, I will remember it. I will ask my wife to write down the names of these four hospitals when I get back."
