No wonder Miss Yan was so shocked.

For the Gaomen Mansion, which door to go through is to determine the identity.

Especially in the eyes of Yan Mansion, this kind of people who pay special attention to the rules.

From the moment you enter the house, it determines the meaning of the identity of the visitor.

After all, the door usually doesn't open.

Only when the gate welcomes the holy decree, welcomes more distinguished guests, sacrifices and funerals in the house, and the eldest lady of the house wants to represent the Yan family and go out to participate in the mourning of the wedding and funeral of Beppu, will there be women in the house.

The ladies from outside have hardly ever entered through the main entrance, and they are not Her Royal Highness the Princess and the Queen Mother.

This is the case with the gates.

This will show the importance of the middle gate, that is, the door that Song Fuling walked today.

In fact, even this middle gate is rarely passed back and forth by women.

There are only a few people who are qualified to go through the middle door, like their own wives. It's not good for people on the margins, it's not for the family, it's not good for the side branches of the two and three rooms, let alone the guests of foreign women.

The middle gate is the door that the men in the house on weekdays, as well as the men who are qualified to interact with the Yan family on an equal footing, such as the Song prefect's mansion, will leave.

Even so, it was the last time that the Song prefect ran for Mi Shou's enrollment, came to the Yan family as a guest, and took his wife Qian to the middle gate to separate.

The prefect of Song walked through the middle gate, and the Qian family entered the east corner gate.

Not only the Yan Mansion, but also the Song family, who had stayed in the capital annex on the land side, and the situation at that time was also the same.

At that time, although the Lujia family was high, in order to respect those lifters, Song Fusheng led dozens of lifters to enter the park from the middle gate.

At that time, Qian Peiying and Song Fuling were separated from Song Fusheng, and they were not worthy of entering the park with Song Fusheng and other men.

Why?

This is not only the existence of a feudal hierarchy of low status of women, but also to show that through the door you enter, after entering, represents where you are going.

Often, women come to other people's homes to talk to the lady of the house.

Back to Yanfu.

At that time, in order to do Mi Shou's admission, the Qian family could only go through the east and west corner gates before passing the weeping flower gate.

The pendulum gate is the dividing line and the only passage between the inner house and the outer house.

After passing through the weeping flower gate, Qian Peiying was able to enter the house to talk and chat with the ladies of the Yan family.

And Song Fusheng walked through the middle gate, he did not pass the Hanging Flower Gate, but the Yimen.

This shows that he is going to the outer house to meet Master Yan and the men who are in charge of the Yan family.

Above, can Miss Yan not be shocked?

Song Fuling walked through the middle gate and passed through the Yi Gate, which shows that Song Fuling came this time, not like ordinary women going to the inner house, but was solemn, formal, and introduced into the Yan family like a man who was a guest from outside.

Her grandfather's attitude was to treat Song Fuling as a friend who talked on an equal footing, and it had nothing to do with Song Fuling being a woman, a boudoir lady, or a daughter of the prefect.

Miss Yan looked down at her clothes.

She thought that when Miss Song came to her house as a guest, she would first go to see her grandmother and aunt's mother, and her mother would send someone to ask her and her sisters to accompany her, and accompany Miss Song to talk first, and then introduce her to her grandfather.

For this, she deliberately got up early to dress up and change her clothes, but she didn't want to, she didn't have all of them, and she was amorous.

"Where is she now?"

"Miss Hui Liu, I heard that I have been invited to the old lady's study."

Miss Yan sat in front of the dresser, alas, she really wanted to hear it.

It's a pity that her grandfather's study is not something she can enter if she wants to.

Even my brother has to pass it on in advance.

Sure enough, her brother didn't lie to her, just look at her grandfather's attitude.

At that time, my brother was very close to Miss Song's younger brother Qian Mishou, and he once told her that the daughter of the Song prefect was not like the usual Miss Boudoir.

The last time they met, Mo Yu and the others were still worried about whether they would be a pair, how could it be.

At the same time, in the eyes of Miss Yan, it was a supreme honor for Song Fuling to be able to enter her grandfather's study to talk with her grandfather as a woman, but in Song Fuling's eyes, she was guilty.

Look at it, it's the same as Lu Pan, and test her first when you meet.

It's not straight to the point.

Lu Pan was cold at that time, taking advantage of her not paying attention to the school examination.

This is the first set of truths, probably trying to test her.

Old Master Yan was shaking his head and standing in front of the bookshelf and said:

"Zhou teaches six arts, and the number is real. Bachelor's doctor, so he has never been a doctor. Love from the river map, Luo Shu and the secret of the hair, gossip and nine domains are intricate and subtle......"

"I heard your father say that Xiaoyou has learned a lot of books at home, Zhou Ji Sutra, nine chapters of arithmetic, nine chapters of counting books, Yuanhai Mirror, Xiahou Yang, Zhang Qiujian, Sun Tzu Sutra, Wu Cao, all of them? It's no wonder that some patterns can be drawn. ”

Song Fuling replied respectfully: "Mr. Hui, students only know the surface, but they are just some humble opinions and wit. ”

"Heh, I have a question here, do you want to try it?"

Song Fuling lowered her head and took the spread book with both hands, and after reading the question, it was a little difficult.

Mental arithmetic cannot be derived directly.

After thinking about it, to tell you the truth, she wanted to use the little blackboard.

Old Master Yan was puzzled, don't need to use a small blackboard?

What is a little chalkboard?

"Okay, can you bring it?"

The roast chicken at the door was instructed to carry the small blackboard on his shoulder into the study as if he were carrying a schoolbag, and the chalk was taken out of the bag.

Song Poria began to calculate.

The more she calculated, the more confused the old man became.

Song Fuling knew it, so if she wrote 0, I am afraid that Old Master Yan would not be able to understand it.

In ancient times, it was said that one vertical and ten horizontal, one hundred and thousands of stiffs, one thousand and ten facing each other, ten hundred and hundred, and zero was represented by empty space.

In ancient times, when encountering such a complex situation, she would use calculations to set up a formation, and she was writing formulas, so I am afraid that she would be even more dazzling to the old gentleman.

Song Fuling guessed correctly, Mrs. Yan was raising her eyebrows, and the way to solve the problem was completely different from him.

Among the questions he came up with, there was a certain Tianyuan one.

The kid wrote on that little blackboard: Let so-and-so be X.

What is the high SO bit 3 of S-ABC, the bottom side length is 6, and the horizontal line of the SBC on the side of it is crossed by A...... Yan Fuzi was stunned when he saw it.

After a cup of tea, Song Fuling looked back with a small white mink scarf around her neck.

The little expression seemed to say: "After the solution, do you want to know the answer?"

……

In the backyard house, this time even Mrs. Yan was as surprised as Miss Yan, and asked the housekeeper, "Spread the word, have you set up a meal in the front yard?" ”

"Back to the old lady, yes."

Old Madam Yan and several daughters-in-law glanced at each other.

These daughters-in-law have concubines and concubines, and they have a house of dependents.

I wonder what kind of girl she is, and how much she has learned it, to be entertained like a man by their old lady.

It's just two of them.

Said they didn't need to accompany them.

Just look, in the hall in the front yard, Old Master Yan was stretching out his hand to signal, "Please." ”

Song Fuling smiled and sat in the guest of honor position.

The two of them, one old and one young, each looked at the right eye because of one question.

Song Fuling thinks: This old gentleman is really good, this is the real ability, no matter when, there must be my teacher in the threesome, no one is ashamed to ask.

And after Mr. Yan finished solving the problem from Song Fuling and chatted with him about some reading experiences, he only recognized that this person would be his real friend in the future.

Old Master Yan was drinking and greeted Song Fuling.

Song Poria replaced wine with tea and returned the gift.

The two ate wine and vegetables together, laughing and talking: the opening technique, the circumcision technique, the Great Yan Qiu One technique, the Tianyuan technique, the four-element technique, the stacking trick technique, and so on.

On this first day, from sunrise to sunset, the two "friends" who are decades apart in age spent their time chatting, and finally said goodbye and saw you tomorrow.

Song Fuling sat in the swaggering carriage, still thinking about some of the words of Master Yan.

And the people looked at the bullish chariot and came again blindly.

Pointing and discussing outside, looking at the license plate hanging outside, it seems to be the prefect's vehicle.

It's not the prefect, it's the prefect's daughter in it.

After Song Fuling arrived home, Grandpa Song and Mrs. Ma had been looking forward to it for a day, and they all asked: "What's the matter?" How does the Yan family treat you? ”

Mi Shou stretched out his little hand and helped his sister out of the car.

Song Fusheng also hurriedly came out of the dining room, stood outside the stable, raised his eyebrows at his daughter, and seemed to ask the attitude of the Yan family, what did they do today?

Song Fuling reported to her father:

Dad, do you find that there is no such thing as the big one, the smallest one without the inside, one foot of air, half of the day, these are geometric concepts. What is Tianyuan to Quaternion, that is, the solution of general higher-order equations to the development of multivariate higher-order equations......

"Huh? Dad, I'm not done yet. ”

Song Fusheng waved his hand as he walked.

His head hurts when he hears this.

He just wanted to know which door his daughter entered from Yan's Mansion, but his daughter talked to him about these useless things.

Besides, it's not for the sake of popularization, so remember to make a book, and discuss what these are about.

In ancient times, the civil servants here couldn't be so difficult to take the exam, and if they really reached that level, they would still use us to compile books.

"Girl, let me give you and Master Yan an opinion, tomorrow you two should turn back to the topic, make up the book in a hurry. 2357 and 11, 13 is followed by 17, come to this more practical, you two don't be so profound. ”

On the second day, the people saw that the pair of two spiritual guys appeared again.

The carriage brushed past them.

Here at the middle gate of Yan's mansion, Old Master Yan personally went out of the mansion to wait today.

Song Fuling raised her eyebrows when she was helped out of the car, what do you mean.

Naturally, it is apprenticeship, and apprenticeship must start from the moment of entering the house.

"Sir."

Song Fuling hurriedly dodged, she was still calling Mr. to the old master yesterday, and she fell off today, what's wrong.

Old Master Yan smiled:

After a night of deliberation, he begged the little gentleman to teach him first.

Because he found out through the chat yesterday that Mr. Xiao seemed to be very confused about how to turn some methods into words to teach.

In fact, this is not difficult, the old man has good qualifications, the little gentleman taught him first, he came to write, starting from the very basics, step by step to learn, so that he started from scratch, and also helped to write a book.

Song Fuling became Mr. Yan in a daze.

Frightened, she only emphasized two points of classroom discipline in the classroom, facing this one-on-one student.

One, can the sir not call her sir, this is a request. Poria cocos, little friends, anything.

Second, give the whole big blackboard.

……

At sunrise and sunset, Song Fuling was at Yan's house, and she had been here for a month in a row.

She changed from thick clothes to spring and autumn clothes with shawls over them.

Just looking at her shawl on the podium, she was in front of the blackboard, pointing out examples with chalk, and patiently smiled at the old master Yan who was very qualified and had an excellent foundation:

"Two numbers to subtract, swapping positions is the most common, plus or minus only look at their exponents, and odd numbers change even unchanged."

The students below were fully adapted to Song Fuling's way of explaining at this time, touching their gray beards with one hand and recording with the other.

His expression was extremely focused, and he liked these mantras.

The wall outside the window is here, Miss Yan has been doing a month-long psychological struggle, and today there are so many ladies who come to play with her, and she can't do without Song Fuling to listen to her, and she finally has the courage to touch the little sisters.

"Shh

"Shh

A few girls are hiding behind the room, holding on to the edge of the window and slowly standing up, poking their fingers at the window paper, and secretly looking inside.

didn't dare to make a big move, for fear of being discovered, it would involve Miss Yan being punished to kneel in the ancestral hall, and several girls stiffened their bodies, breathed lightly, and listened attentively.

Please forgive them for being too curious.

There have been too many rumors about Song Poria recently.

I heard that Mrs. Yan praised Song Poria's grandmother in front of a crowd at the party a few days ago.

I heard that even General Liu, who had returned from patrolling the frontier, asked about this matter, because Mrs. Liu said at the lady's party that General Liu praised Miss Song, and if there is a father, there must be a daughter. When their mother returned home, the envy was gone, saying that the prefect's wife was smiling at what she heard.

Therefore, everyone only knew that Song Fuling came to Yan's Mansion to communicate with Mr. Yan every day, but no one could tell what kind of knowledge it was, which caused Old Master Yan to listen to a boudoir lady.

It's unbelievable how this sounds.

Even, Miss Yan told them today, don't look at Miss Song's frequent visits to the house, but she has never seen it, it was all arranged by her grandfather in the front yard, and she has never been given a chance.

I can't understand, I can't imagine, walking in the front yard like a man?

In the past, for these ladies, female embroidery, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and men's six arts, and one of them was outstanding, it would have been widely appreciated.

This kind of thinking is also the criterion for judging whether they are talented or not in the eyes of all their beautiful women.

However, now, a Miss Song has appeared, and it is so strange that she hooks them to the point of listening to the corner.

Forget it, I won't feel like that, I'm not available.

"Do you understand what's going on?"

Luo Moyu shook her head, and then looked at Zhou Yingying, who knew Zhou Tong's family, Sister Zhou was the most talented.

Zhou Yingying had to admit that she didn't understand it, and she didn't understand it at all.

Miss Yan, a member of Yan's own family, was leaning on the edge of the window, holding her face with both hands, and couldn't help but say "Wow" through the hole in the window paper.

She looked at Song Fuling who was explaining in front of the blackboard with amazement and envy.

When she saw Miss Song, she patted the left side of the blackboard for a while to let her grandfather look over.

After a while, she was excited, and she gestured with her hand in a circle, took two steps to the right side of the blackboard, and motioned to her grandfather to look at the ghost drawings that she couldn't understand at all.

In Miss Yan's eyes, what surprised Miss Song the most was that while shaking her head at her grandfather sitting below, she broke the white pen in her hand, and then held half a white pen, and put her hands on the high desk in a figure-eight shape, and said to her grandfather: "You didn't think right, you must have not listened carefully just now." ”

Wow, Miss Yan doesn't know that there is a modern word called stress reduction, but at this moment, she feels so refreshed.

One of her auditors heard her grandfather say that on weekdays, who dares, she felt like eating a piece of cold watermelon in her heart.