Han Fuzi personally took Wen Ming to visit the academy, and the students personally instructed by the dean to treat them kindly, although they didn't know the origin for the time being.

The academy is very large, the environment is quiet, and the students and classmates everywhere are talking to each other, and the expressions on their faces are so bright.

When they met Han Fuzi with Wen Ming, they all politely shouted: "Master Han, good!" ”

Although I was very curious about Wen Ming, no one asked, after all, women came to study a lot, although the woman in front of her looked a little older, but she looked good-looking! For beautiful people, everyone is more tolerant.

Wen Ming looked at such a scene and sighed that no matter what era, reading is a joyful thing, and the time spent reading is probably simple and fulfilling.

Being able to return to campus is still a joy and cherishing thing.

Han Fuzi arranged a school house for Wen Ming and let the female master take it in, the female school house is more concentrated, and there are very few people living in it, and the fence is built, which is a big courtyard, and men are not allowed to come in.

When the female master came in with Wen Ming, some little maids were working and chatting in the yard.

Wen Ming took a look at the school, the single room, all the appliances are complete, I have to say that the accommodation conditions for such schools are better than modern ones.

The maids couldn't help but be curious and smell the tea, and several people got together to gossip.

"What do you say she came from, Master Han personally brought her here?"

"It should be a big deal."

"I don't see any style, and I still live in the schoolhouse!"

"You see there's no one to serve, maybe it's better for our young lady?"

……

The ladies who live in the school house are either average at home or have an average status at home. Even if the concubine of a large family comes to school, the housewife will not put it in the school house in order to show her generosity.

The family arranges a carriage pick-up, so it takes some time on the road, and it doesn't cost much.

After taking a look at the dormitory, Wen Ming saw that the hour was almost up, so she walked outside the courtyard of the girls' school, where Han Fuzi was still waiting, ready to take her around the lecture hall.

Wen Ming said to Master Han: "Master Han, I'm afraid I can't transfer it again today, my luggage should be delivered to the gate of the academy, I have to pick it up." I'll be familiar with it another day, thank you! ”

Han Fuzi was a little surprised, why didn't the luggage and people come together. When they came, they didn't know if they could go to school, but if they didn't know, why did they come with this luggage later?

Han Fuzi didn't say anything, and then left.

When Wen Ming came out, sure enough, the carriage that delivered the luggage also arrived at the gate of the academy.

The doorman saw that Wen Ming's luggage was ready to be taken in, and thought to himself, could it be that Mr. Dean really accepted this female student.

Wen Ming took the luggage and went in by herself.

The doorman saw that she was a woman carrying two bags of luggage, and her curiosity was even stronger, did Mr. accept it? But this doesn't look like everyone's young lady, how can everyone's daughter screw her luggage by herself.

Even the ordinary young masters are all helped, not to mention the young ladies, who are all maids and wives.

Wen Ming naturally saw the doorman's expression, and his curiosity was about to grow wings and fly out.

Wen Ming walked past the door, stopped and said, "Little boy, Mr. Mo Xin has accepted me as a disciple, but please keep it a secret for us for the time being, okay?" ”

The doorman was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Wen Ming to say this, how could he tell me such a big secret, and his heart suddenly pounded, the responsibility is so heavy, I must keep this secret well.

So he nodded fiercely: "Miss, don't worry, I won't say it." ”

"Thank you then!"

The doorman scratched his head embarrassedly, a little overwhelmed by being thanked so solemnly.

Seeing Wen Ming twisting the luggage, he said, "Miss, do you need help with so much luggage alone?" I'll screw you to the door of the schoolhouse. ”

"Then thank you first, little boy." Wen Ming said and handed the doorman a bag of lighter luggage.

The doorman took the luggage, very happy, felt a lot closer to Wen Ming, helped her guard the important password, and also helped. This is a disciple of Mr. Dean! He felt that he was much taller, and he walked quickly unconsciously with his luggage.

Wen Ming was behind him and smiled.

Sometimes it seems good to accept help from others, and being needed is also a kind of recognition, even if it is only a small thing.

Wen Ming lived in the women's school house like this.

Early the next morning, the morning bell rang......

Wen Ming felt very fresh, and suddenly felt a little nostalgic for the wake-up call and whistle in the army.

She followed the maids to fetch water and wash.

A lot of people made breakfast in the kitchenette in the school house.

Wen Ming went directly to the canteen, steamed buns, porridge, and pickles, and the taste was acceptable.

Wen Ming went to Mengxue's lecture hall and found the last side seat to sit down.

The primary school students also arrived one after another, and they couldn't help but take a few more glances when they saw Wen Ming.

Soon Wen Ming ushered in her tablemate, the boy looked like he was six or seven years old, walking with a board and a glance, like an elementary school, Wen Ming felt that there was a different cuteness.

He walked over to Wen Ming's side and sat down, and asked, "Did the big sister go to the wrong place?" ”

"No, that's where I'm here." Wen Ming also replied seriously.

"But this is where elementary school students go?" The elementary school researcher frowned.

"When my eldest sister was still in elementary school, I didn't go to school, so now I'm a classmate with you, little classmate, hello! My name is Wang Xiaoming" Wen Ming couldn't help but tease him and gave him a salute.

"My Shen family ranks sixth, and my name is Qiyun." The boy also returned the salute to her seriously.

Then he took out his books and the homework left by his husband, and sat down upright.

Wen Ming looked at him, and suddenly felt that the children of ancient times were also very hard, and this table was very interesting!

The master who taught the class came soon, and he did not make any surprise or expression at the arrival of Wen Ming, and directly began to teach.

Today's talk is about the Analects, but in fact, Mengxue is mainly about recitation, literacy, and simple interpretation.

Wen Ming is also very serious, and she is quite familiar with the Analects.

In fact, the children who are really enlightened are all learning some three-character scriptures, thousand-character texts, disciple rules and the like, but the academy needs to have a little foundation for accepting students, so the Mongolian schools here all talk about the four books and five classics.

During the class, Shen Qiyun also glanced sideways and sniffed the tea, and found that she was very serious, as if she was really here to listen to the class, so she didn't care anymore.

The class was almost an hour, and most of the time it was reciting, and it was not easy for Wen Ming to feel that these children could sit still.

Finally, they can rest for a while, and many people stretch their waists. Wen Ming moved his body and went out temporarily.

As soon as Wen Ming left, the little guys then squeezed next to Shen Qiyun.

"Shen Xiaoliu, who was the big sister next to you just now?"

Wen Ming heard their question at the door and smiled. That's what a child should look like!

"Classmates!" Shen Qiyun simply replied with two words.

"What classmate, whose family, how old are you, what are you doing here?" The girls asked in more detail.

"The surname is Wang, I don't know how old I am, I came to listen to the class here, and I am our classmate!" Shen Qiyun's answer was very clear and rigid.

"Isn't it, so old, still come to Mengxue?"

"How strange!"

"yes, that's weird! Why didn't she just go to the girls' school? ”

……

The girls all looked at Shen Qiyun.

Shen Qiyun frowned again, the meaning was clear: You guys are so strange, how do I know!

Then he said in a hard tone, "I don't know." ”

What a polite child, who can't even speak in a rhetorical tone.

When Wen Ming came back, a bold girl asked, "Sister, why don't you go to the girls' school, you want to come to our school?" ”

"Because I haven't learned it yet!"

"Uh...... Didn't my sister go to school before? ”

"Yes, I didn't go to school before."

"Oh......"

In fact, the children still don't understand why they come to school in Mongolia, because everyone has such a big sister in the family, and they didn't go to school before, and they don't go to school now.

But they couldn't ask anything.

Because they didn't know what they wanted to know, they just wondered why this big sister went to school with them.