This rule was not set by Feng Yong, but by the tacit agreement of everyone in the village, intentionally or unintentionally. The bureaucrats also knew that they were outsiders, and they themselves had an inferiority complex towards the Han people, so they silently abided by this rule, and naturally did not dare to exceed it.

A society in which the stratum has been fixed and dead is never a dynamic society, and a society in which the upward channel is blocked is a society that will have problems sooner or later.

It is also common to put this principle in a smaller way and put it on a small Zhuangzi. Therefore, although Feng Yong did not intend to challenge the customs, he secretly mixed some of his own private goods into it. For example, under the pretext that there are too few people in the house, he asked the housekeeper to choose one of the bureaucrats to enter the house to do things. Such a statement will at least give the bureaucrats a little hope: this master should not be like other Han people, who treat the bureaucrats as no one else. And maybe what if you're the next lucky one?

A bowl of poisonous chicken soup was brought over by Feng Yong from later generations and poured into these bureaucrats.

As Feng Yong's personal maid, the younger sister follows the lord and serves at any time on weekdays. It's just that the housekeeper went to the city today, and as the third person in the house, she had to stay in the house. Looking at the sun outside, I was thinking about whether I had finished drinking the tea on the slope, and whether I wanted to send some more to the lord, but I didn't expect that Huang Yueying had already come to Feng's mansion at this time.

Fortunately, she has also seen Huang Yueying a few times, although she doesn't know what her identity is, but she knows that this is a noble person in the city, and immediately told her lord that she took the people in the village to go uphill to open up the wasteland today. Huang Yueying moved her mind on the spot, asked her sister to lead the way, and rushed to the hillside behind the village.

Before the people arrived, they saw a group of people on the slope from a distance, and the sound of Langlang reading was still very clear.

Huang Yueying was stunned for a moment, and said in her heart that between the countryside here, who actually opened a school here?

When I got closer, I realized that it was a group of children lined up on the slope reading. Standing in front of those children, walking around with his hands behind his back, who is not Feng Yong?

Although Zhao Guang had also told her about Feng Yong's teaching of literacy to the children in the village, in her mind, it was not easy to enlighten the children, let alone enlighten the children of the villagers? It is estimated that it is just a few words to be taught casually in your spare time. I didn't expect to see it today, but it was beyond my expectations.

The scorching sun shone on a group of children in the ranks of the army, reciting the text of enlightenment, from a distance, it seemed to have a colorful light, even if they were holding an oil umbrella, there was a sense of dizziness.

This bastard boy, how much more is in his stomach that hasn't shaken out?

"What's the article reading over there? Never heard of it? Huang Yueying stopped and listened quietly for a while before asking.

She originally meant to ask Zhao Guang, but the younger sister who led the way in front thought she was asking her, so she immediately stopped, turned around and saluted: "Mrs. Hui, that is the thousand-character text that the lord compiled for the enlightenment of the children in the village." ”

"That's a thousand-word text?" Huang Yueying listened attentively for a while, and praised, "It's as plain as words, easy to recite and easy to remember, it's really a masterpiece of enlightenment." After speaking, he glanced at his sister again and asked, "Do you also know this article?" ”

The younger sister pursed her lips and smiled: "Mrs. Hui, when my lord made up this article, the slave and maid were still watching from the sidelines." Speaking of which, this village is still the first thousand-character text that slaves and maids learned. ”

"You've even learned this?" Huang Yueying felt a little incredible, "What the children above are carrying, you will also carry?" ”

The younger sister nodded, a little embarrassed: "Listen to the lord, this thousand-character text is as the name suggests, with a total of 1,000 words, and the words are different." It is divided into four sections, one talks about heaven and earth, two talks about personnel, three talks about the world, and four talks about pastoral, and the end is exquisite. It's just that the slave and maid are clumsy, and they don't learn very well, and they have only learned half of it after learning for a long time, and for this matter, the lord and the lord have scolded the slave and maid several times, saying that the slave and maid are not the material for reading. ”

Seeing that a maid who served in the Feng Mansion could say such a thing, Huang Yueying, who had always felt that she already had a certain understanding of Feng Yong, looked at the figure walking around the slope at this moment, and suddenly felt so strange.

"In the past, I heard that Gong Zheng's house was a maid and maid, and it was also elegant. I didn't expect to see such a strange thing in Fengzhuang today. Guan Ji, who had rarely spoken, suddenly spoke, and her eyes looked straight at the slope, not knowing what she was thinking.

Feng Yong had seen how to teach those children in the open space of Fengzhuang several times. It's just that at that time, Feng Tuqiu's rural education career had just been launched, Feng Yong only taught a few words every time, and the children could only memorize the first few sentences of the thousand-character text, which naturally seemed far less shocking than reciting long articles aloud like now.

In the past, Zheng Xuan's family had all read "Mao's Poems", and a maid tasted the meaning of Xuan, and Xuan's life knelt in front of the steps. A maid jokingly said: "Hu is in the mud? This maid responded: "Bo Yan is angry, and he is angry." ”

The dialogue between the two maids is from the "Book of Songs", and its style is so elegant. Zheng Xuan's teaching is well-known, so everyone in the world knows.

What Guan Ji said is such a story.

"The Book of Enlightenment is not as good as Mao's poems."

Huang Yueying didn't agree with this, turned her head, but glared at Zhao Guang fiercely. This is also a foolish boy, such an important matter, he just mentioned it to her, and he didn't even tell her a synopsis.

Zhao Guang was glared at inexplicably, very confused - what did I do wrong?

As the sun grew, Feng Yong, who was on the slope, turned back and forth a few times, and felt a little unbearable, and couldn't help but sigh that he had lost his true character as a farmer after all. Think about the previous life, when I was a child, I faced the big sun, endured the stuffy heat, worked in the field with adults, and worked in the heat all day long, and there was no discomfort, but now, I have long lost the sharp spirit of contempt for the sun.

Ah Mei, a wingman girl who was pulled out as a temporary maid, handed over a bowl of tea with a very good eye, Feng Yong looked at the dark-skinned girl with appreciation, took the bowl and drank it all.

"Lord, my little sister and little lady have come here with someone."

The wingman girl Ah Mei is seventeen years old this year, and she is very fluent in Chinese, and she heard that her Ah Weng is a Han man, and she has taught Ah Mei to speak Chinese since she was a child, but Ah Mei died of illness when she was twelve years old. Amei's mother dragged her alone until she was fifteen years old, and she died two years ago. Of course, these are all things that the housekeeper said to Feng Yong after inquiring about them.

I have to say that Feng Yong has such a housekeeper, and it feels like it really saves a lot of worry. As long as it is the person and thing in the village, he will try his best to control it in his hands, so as not to let the accident disturb the peace of Feng Zhuang.

Hearing Ah Mei's words, Feng Yong turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw that the younger sister was walking over with Huang Yueying at the bottom of the hillside. As for why Feng Yong knew it was Huang Yueying at a glance? Just look at the iceberg beauty next to the person with the umbrella.

Alas, damn love at first sight!