Mr. Song hadn't finished his words, and pointed to Yu Xia and continued, "But I have a request, I hope this little girl can also come to study." ”

Yang Cuilian was stunned, and it took a long time before she opened her mouth, and said, "First ...... Sir, can a girl also read? ”

Mr. Song patiently explained, "This lady, you don't know something. We have long allowed women to go to school, even in the court, there are also women as officials. Seeing that the hesitation on Yang Cuilian's face had not diminished, Mr. Song added, "Of course, if this girl comes to school, she will be free of restraint." ”

Mr. Song's words have all come to this, Yang Cuilian seems to have no reason to refuse, but she is still digesting the matter of "women's reading", although Mr. Song said that the emperor encourages women to study, but in a poor and remote place like Guoshu Village, it is still very unbelievable for a countryman like her who has little knowledge, and she can't make up her mind for a while.

"Mother," Yu Xia began, "I want to read." The tone was not as introverted and pitiful as before, but more serious than ever, and anyone could see her determination.

"Second girl, but your body ......"

"Mother, didn't you buy me medicine, I can last for a while, I'm fine. I'm at home, and I'm also a drag on everyone, I always have someone to accompany me at home and take care of me, and I can't do anything I want. Yu Xia interrupted Yang Cuilian's words, and in the end, her expression was a little gloomy.

Yang Cuilian sighed, and finally nodded, "Mr. Song, then you have taught the two babies in my family." ”

Mr. Song was very happy that his goal was achieved, and the smile on his face became more and more amiable, "Your girl has good qualifications, you can skip the enlightenment class directly and let her study in class B." Mrs. Yu, you are waiting for your children to live a good life in the future! ”

The group took the note that Mr. Song wrote to them, and happily went to the library to get the textbooks, and also gave a dozen hemp paper and wolf pen, as well as a piece of broken ink, although it is not a good thing, but for people who have never touched pen, ink, paper and inkstone, this is enough to make people feel novel and excited.

What Yang Cuilian thought in her heart was that it was quite fair to give so many things back to the bundle of ten taels of silver.

And what she didn't know was that others had to pay another five taels of silver to get these things, Mr. Song saw that their family was poor and couldn't take out so much money, anyway, Yu Xia's tuition was already waived, so he simply did it to the end, and one person gave a set of pen and ink for nothing, lest this student accept it bably, and as a result, he dropped out of school because he couldn't pay the money for the books, so his previous words were in vain.

"Hey, that Beiyi mongrel!" Yu Xia was immersed in practicing calligraphy, and there was a noise in his ears again.

This has been happening every day since she went to Class B.

Yu Xia turned a deaf ear and continued to compete with the pen and paper, although she had something in her head, which confused Mr. Song, but after all, she had never held a pen to write, and she didn't know how to hang her wrist, and Class B was a child who had some foundation after the enlightenment period, and suddenly inserted a student who had just learned to write, and the expression of those teaching gentlemen when they saw Yu Xia's homework was very exciting, and Mr. Song, who heard about it, also deliberately asked her to open a small stove for her, taught her the skills of writing for an hour, and told her to go back and practice diligently.

A ball of paper "snapped" and hit the barrel of Yu Xia's pen, Yu Xia's pen tip was off, and a long black line was drawn on the paper, and half of the words written were wasted.

Yu Xia was a little angry, put down the pen and looked in the direction where the paper ball came from. A fat young man in brocade clothes saw her turn his head to look at himself, and his unhappy eyes made him feel funny, "I said little, no matter how much you practice dog crawling, you better go home honestly and wait for marriage." Oh no, you're so dark, I guess you can't get married, so you can only let your father and mother raise you at home as an old girl. ”

The half-grown boy next to him laughed when he heard his words, clapping his hands and singing while laughing, "Little, black, in the middle of the night, go to drink water, others see, it's dark, and I think I met a ghost ......."

The young man in brocade clothes became more and more proud when he heard the people around him echo him, and walked straight to Yu Xia and pulled out the calligraphy paper on her table, "Look at it, this character doesn't look like an earthworm, hahahahahahaha, how did this kind of person come to Class B, it's a shame for us Class B!" ”

Yu Xia took a deep breath, kept telling himself to ignore them and ignore them, using this group of naughty children as air, relaying a piece of paper, ready to continue practicing calligraphy.

When the young man in brocade saw that she didn't care about herself, he was annoyed, and he reached out to draw her paper, but he only heard a "bang", and then the young man in brocade immediately jumped up and shouted like killing a pig with his feet, "It hurts, it hurts me." Who did this! ”

Yu Xia glanced at it secretly, it turned out that an inkstone smashed over, right in the middle of the toes of the young man in brocade, the young man in brocade was wearing soft satin shoes on his feet, how could he stand the smashing of this inkstone, don't think about it, his toes must be red.

A white hand picked up the broken inkstone, and a loud voice sounded in Yu Xia's ears, "I'm sorry, my hand is slipping." ”

"You Beiyi mongrel, you dare to hit me with an inkstone, come on, hit him for me! Hit me and give me a tael of silver! "The brocade-clothed boy is angry, and he must make this bastard pay.

The "Beiyi mongrel" in his mouth turned his face away, "Mr. Gu is here." ”

As soon as the young man in brocade heard his words, his neck shrank subconsciously, and those boys who were gearing up immediately dispersed, and honestly returned to their seats, Yu Xia looked up, and Mr. Gu really came.

Mr. Gu was a tall, thin man, unsmiling, and very strict, and anyone who made trouble in his class would be immediately kicked out by him to stand up, no matter whether it was windy or rainy outside, he never showed mercy. However, the parents of the Yu family respect Mr. Gu very much, even if Yu Lang, who is the grandson of the patriarch, goes back to complain, it will be to no avail. Yu Lang is the young man in brocade who just took the lead in causing trouble and was smashed by the "Beiyi mongrel" with an inkstone.

There are three classes in the Yu clan, divided into classes according to the level of the students, Yu Xian's class C is the newly enlightened children, starting from the introductory knowledge such as the three-character classic, the best is class A, aged fifteen, sixteen to twenty, all of whom are academically top-notch students who are expected to participate in the county examination, and class B is better than the enlightenment class, but it is a gathering place for students who are a lot worse than class A, and the age is mostly seven or eight years old to fourteen or fifteen years old.

Yu Lang is fifteen years old this year, his cousin Yu Pei in the next room is the same age as him but was assigned to Class A early, and other brothers of the same clan who are about the same age as him and have less talent have also been transferred to Class A one after another, only he has been in Class B for seven or eight years without any growth, but he has been a master of Class B for many years. The gentlemen knew that he was in trouble all the time, but because of the patriarch's face, he couldn't punish him vigorously, so they all chose to turn a blind eye. The direct consequence of the gentlemen's indulgence is that Yu Lang bullies others unscrupulously all day long. Of course, as the patriarch's grandson, Yu Lang is not stupid, like the Yu family, there are other big families, or burly classmates, he will never mess with him, so now in addition to Yu Xia, the only one who is bullied is the "Beiyi mongrel" in Yu Lang's mouth.

Yu Xia quietly glanced to the right, the thirteen-year-old boy's hair color was a little light, a brown halo shone in the sun, his complexion was a little pale, he could see some subtle blood vessels, his eye sockets were a little deep, he seemed to have a pair of narrow amber eyes that were extremely deep, the bridge of his nose was very high, the tip of his nose was also very straight, his thin lips were always gently pursed, but he always had a bewitching red, and his expressionless face looked ruthless and bewitching, which was very different from the appearance of the Central Plains people. The young man sat next to Yu Xia, and his name was He Sui.