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Baozhu put away the sadness, and Mr. Wang put away the temporary softness. Teachers and students are still the same as in the past, one seems to be serious about teaching, and the other is ...... I wasn't listening as before.

Where can you see it? I've never seen a student who listens carefully with straight eyes! It was clearly in a daze.

Mr. Wang shook his head in his heart, and sure enough, it was still a piece of rotten wood. Of course, Mr. Wang was not angry, because if Baozhu really listened carefully, she would have to bother teaching more, otherwise she would be ashamed. But if Baozhu doesn't want to learn, it is irrelevant to her, she just needs to act every day, anyway, as long as the Feng family is willing to hand over it. I have to say that Mr. Wang is really an open-minded person.

Mr. Wang is teaching Tang poetry today.

If the women of the Great Qian Dynasty read, in addition to the "Book of Filial Piety", "Women's Rules", and "Boudoir Training", poetry is the most popular among women. If you are proficient in composing poems and lyrics, you can win the first place at the boudoir party, impress others, or even win the name of a talented woman, thinking that you will get more bargaining chips for marriage. This is the selfish idea of most ladies.

Of course, more women are against reading too many books so as not to empathize with bad sex. Even those famous talented women will modestly say that women should be chaste and quiet, and poetry is just something for fun. I'm afraid that if I don't say this, others will think that she is a woman who is at a loss. These are mainstream values, and ordinary people will not argue with them, so as not to be tolerated by the world.

And although Baozhu thinks that women should study, she doesn't like the pretentious style of words in the boudoir. Poetry is originally a thing to express feelings, if you blindly pursue the neatness of the battle and the beautiful words, it is a move to abandon the original and chase the end. People read books not to make good essays and sentences, but to understand things.

Compared with Tang and Song poems, Baozhu prefers to read some historical books and biographies. Look at the parallel events of the ancients, and gain life insights from the trajectory of history. Knowledge is obtained from the truth, every day to find chapters and excerpts, even if the poems and articles made are beautiful, it is just a smile of Bojun, in fact, in the national economy and people's livelihood What can be used?

So when I heard Mr. Wang talk about Tang poetry, how could Baozhu not doze off? However, in order to respect the teacher, Baozhu still opened his eyes wide, which is the highest level of dozing. She had bothered to practice before. By the time Baozhu's dozing was over, Mr. Wang's teaching had ended, and the teachers and students were very thoughtful in both manners.

The hosta had been sitting behind the jewel, waiting at any time, and when Mr. Wang left, she came forward to collect the books dutifully. And he also said: "The poems of Du Gongbu that Mr. Wang talked about today are not very good, not as good as Li Taibai's poems." ”

Orb let out an "oh". With the age and experience of the hosta, he naturally prefers the wild Li Taibai and does not appreciate the depressed Du Zimei.

The hosta said again: "By the way, girl, when I went to invite Mr. Wang today, do you know what Mr. Wang was doing at that time?" ”

Of course, Baozhu didn't know, and she asked, "What are you doing?" ”

She was still very curious about this Mr. Wang. In the memory of the original body, I only knew that Mr. Wang's maiden name was a Hui character, and his husband's surname was Lin, and he had been admitted to the Juren, but unfortunately he was jealous of his talent and died. If he is alive, I am afraid that he will already be slaughtered by the official at this time. The husband and wife are both literati, and their relationship must be very good. Of course, the latter words were imagined by the former Baozhu after hearing Mr. Wang's experience. Young girls always have all kinds of beautiful fantasies about life. If that Lin Juren is really alive now, the truth is unknown.

"I saw Mr. Wang burning incense, as if he was worshipping someone." The hosta god whispered mysteriously.

"It's probably her relatives." Baozhu said lightly, most likely it is the person surnamed Lin. I still mourn my deceased husband, and it seems that Mr. Wang and his wife used to have a really good relationship.

"It's not." The hosta's voice became quieter, "I don't think it's Mr. Wang's relatives." ”

Baozhu looked at the hosta in surprise, waiting for her next words. Even if she doesn't ask, the hosta must be what she wants to say.

"The surname on the spirit card is wrong, it is neither Wang nor Lin, it is...... Monarch. ”

Baozhu's heart jumped. Then I felt that I was making too much fuss and chasing after the wind. It's just a coincidence! Although the surname Jun is rare, it is not impossible. Their Jun family was originally a big family, and it is not impossible for the surname of Jun who does not belong to the Jun family to exist. Even if she worships someone with the surname Jun, the possibility of having something to do with her is very small.

Thinking about it like this, Baozhu's voice was very indifferent: "Except for Lin and Wang, doesn't Mr. Wang have relatives with other surnames?" You're also making too much fuss. ”

The hosta said: "It's not, it's just that the person Mr. Wang worships is not surnamed Wang or Lin, and he always feels weird." Don't you think so? ”

Baozhu chuckled: "How rare are you?" Do you have to be like you? ”

The hosta originally said that this was to show off her wit in front of the jewel, but now that the jewel didn't care, she naturally threw away her hand.

The two of them left the elementary school.

When she returned to Qingliang Courtyard, Mama Lin had already returned from her leave. The orb was encountered in the hall of the courtyard gate. Mama Lin looked like she had been waiting for a long time. As soon as he saw the orb, he came forward and shouted, "Girl! ”

The voice was choked with a hint of choking. His face was bleak, he was haggard, and he suddenly seemed to be ten years old.

Not only have I never seen the orb now, but even the original orb has never seen her like this.

The hosta was even more taken aback, what a majestic and solemn person Mama Lin is, when did she ever have such a gaffe? Anyway, I haven't seen her since she entered Qingliangyuan, and as for before her, I don't know.

"Mama, please say something well." Orb's voice was calm, but with a palpable sense of reassurance. She took Mama Lin's hand and walked towards the courtyard together.

The yard was already full of curious little girls, and it is estimated that their onlookers will not be watching for a while. Shuangxi rushed up and said to Baozhu: "Girl, as soon as Mama comes back, I will ask about you, and the slave will send someone to invite you, and Mama will not affect your listening." Then he whispered into Baozhu's ear, "Mama has always refused to say what it is for." The slave maid heard that Mama's request for leave this time was due to someone from the family, so it must be for the family's affairs. ”

Baozhu nodded, and glanced at the little girls around her, frowning.

Shuangxi is worthy of being the most clever big girl, and immediately said to the little girl in the yard: "What do you see?" It's too little, isn't it? ”

The little girls were afraid of giving them more work, so they immediately dispersed, but they were still curious.

Baozhu walked to the innermost room with Mama Lin, and sent back two big girls to guard in the corridor, so as not to let the little girls listen to the corner outside.

Baozhu then asked Mama Lin gently: "Mama just tell me if there is anything, if I can help, I will do my best." ”

Mama Lin called "my girl", and then burst into tears. Speechless.

Baozhu saw that she was really pitiful, and remembered Mama Lin's protection of the original body and herself, and couldn't help but feel a little sad. The voice was softer: "Mama, don't be sad first, you have to tell me the reason, so that you can give Mama ideas and find a way." ”

Mama Lin sniffed and finally said: "The girl also knows, I am young and widowed, and I have given birth to two children in my life, and the little one is very blessed, and he was born with a weak disease, and he died within a few days." Now only the big one remains. But now, even he has an accident. In fact, I understand that even if I look for a girl, I can't make up my mind, but I really don't know who else to ask for? ”