It's strange to say, generally newborn babies are awake and crying, crying and sleeping, but the baby of the Xuanyuan family has not cried since the first day of birth crying, the banquet on the Xuanyuan Mansion is overcrowded, and the villagers from the nearby ten miles and eight towns have come to join in the fun.

Xuanyuan Haiqing has been accompanying his wife in the house, occasionally coming out to meet the villagers and have dinner with the villagers.

Time flies in a blink of an eye, three days have passed, this day Xuanyuan Qingxiao accompanied the maid to help the child take a bath, faintly felt that something was wrong and couldn't say, and saw that the child's hand had been clenched and remembered. Then he said to the maid, "Girl, have you washed my son's hands?"

The maid said: "Back to the old man, the little master's little hand has been clenched and can't be opened, so I don't care." Now that the master asked, I remembered that there seemed to be something in the palm of the little master's hand. ”

No wonder, Xuanyuan Qingxiao said. Then he explained: "If the young master's little hand can't be opened, let's do it first! Don't hurt the little hand."

Day after day, a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and the child has grown up quite quickly, and on the day of the child's full moon, Xuanyuan's family held another full moon wine.

On this day, Xuanyuan Qingxiao came out to see the guests with the baby, and the villagers got up and thanked him: "Thank you for your hospitality, you take care of us on weekdays, and you are willing to go to the soup for the master." ”

Xuanyuan Qingxiao waved his hand and said: "The villagers are polite, they are all villagers who can help, and the stronger the ability, the greater the responsibility." Thank you, thank you!"

After this busy day, Xuanyuan Qingxiao saw what the baby was holding in his hand, it was a five-pointed star-like birthmark, which had been fused with the hand, and there were characters faintly visible in the five corners on it, but the hand was too small to see clearly.

Carrying the child back to Madame's room, Madame is now staying and is sorting out the sewing box on the dresser. Xuanyuan Qingxiao walked over and said, "Yao, the child has also drunk the full moon wine, is it time to name the child?"

Mrs. Xuanyuan is a native of Jinlongshan Village, and her surname is Long.

"Have you figured out what to call it?" Long Yao asked!

"This is the child of me and my wife, born with auspicious visions and thunderbolts, this child's future path may be as friendly as that vision, I hope he can be like you and me, and be good to himself and the world!"

"In this case, how about I write a word with my wife in the palm of my hand?"

"Well, it's up to you, sir. Long Yao said!

Immediately, each of them wrote a word in the palm of his hand, and he was the last to write his name.

Spreading out their palms, the two looked at each other and smiled. The heart has a heart... The baby has a name, called "Xuanyuan Xiaoyao!"

Time flies, and before you know it, three years have passed.

On this day, Xuanyuan Qingxiao was reconciling in the study, and Long Yao came over with the three-year-old Xiaoyao to find his father.

After Xuanyuan Qingxiao saw Xiaoyao, he put down the account book in his hand, squatted down and stretched out his hands and said, "Son, come and hug Daddy." ”

Xiaoyao ran over very sensibly, and Xuanyuan Qingxiao smiled: "Are you good?

Xiaoyao said: "Father, my mother came to see you and brought me here, I saw a lot of books in my father's bedroom... Father, when can I learn? Like my father, I will put the people first and do good to the world. ”

Xuanyuan Qingxiao said happily: "My son is really sensible, so let's do it, I will arrange for them to invite a private school gentleman to come over tomorrow to teach Xiaoyao to read and write, okay?"

Xiaoyao asked, "Father, can the children in the village also come to read?" Then Xiaoyao can also have a playmate, so that he doesn't have to let his mother guard the child all day." ”

In this way, the uncles and aunts in the village can rest assured that they can go out and see the bigger world when they are all knowledgeable in the future. ”

Xuanyuan Qingxiao was very shocked in his heart! Is this really just a three-year-old child in front of him? Who taught this? Then he asked, "When your father asks you, you have to answer honestly, do you know?"

Xiaoyao nodded: "I know my father!"

"Who taught you what you just said?"

Xiaoyao blinked and replied, "I was listening to my father and mother talking to each other, so this should have been taught by my father, right?"

Xuanyuan Qingxiao was surprised: "You can understand?"

Xiaoyao said: "I have kept the words of my father and mother in my heart, and I dare not forget them at any time!"

Xuanyuan Qingxiao glanced at Long Yao, and secretly said in his heart that he would not be rude in the future, this child is too scary.

Long Yao had been stunned all along, and now that she was shocked, she herself was shocked!

Then Xuanyuan Qingxiao took the child and went to the housekeeper to explain: "Tomorrow, gather the villagers to build a private school on the vacant land in the house! ”

The housekeeper asked, "Master, do you mean that Mr. will teach the children in the village to solve their doubts?"

"Hmm!" Xuanyuan Qingxiao continued: "The young master was enlightened at the age of three and wants to learn, so tell those children in the mountain village who want to learn that they can come and accompany the young master to read and write." ”

The butler nodded and went down!

The next morning, the Xuanyuan Mansion went to the village intersection to post the list, and after a while, the villagers gathered together and nagged, because they were illiterate, so many people did not know what the Xuanyuan Mansion was talking about, so they asked the housekeeper: "May I ask the housekeeper, what is this?"

The housekeeper replied loudly: "Folks, everyone pay attention and listen, the young master of Xuanyuan Mansion is going to study, and the master ordered it yesterday, and the children in the village who want to be educated can come over to accompany the young master to study." But let me make it clear first, you can't bully the little master, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, the villagers interrupted in unison: "Otherwise, we don't have to do it, we will all pick his skin." "Hahahaha... Everyone laughed, and the manager didn't talk nonsense, and then explained the construction of the private school and left.

The efficiency of the villagers is also surprisingly high, and the people in the mountains are in good health and often do farm work, so it is not ambiguous at all to build a house, and it only took two days to build it. The sturdy stone and wood structure is divided into six rooms, and there are kitchens, classrooms, and places for sports and play in rainy and snowy weather.

This year is the middle of winter, and the private school is the first year of teaching.

Because Xiaoyao was too young, his family didn't let him go to a private school to study in the cold winter, and the invited gentleman taught in a private school.

Xiaoyao studied with his father at home, due to the reason of intelligence and studiousness, Xiaoyao at home from the beginning of the disciple rules, enlargement of virtuous literature to later filial piety, Tao Te Ching, and then to the later Book of Changes, hundred schools of thought, only one midwinter to learn.

This is only four years old! Later, Xiaoyao began to be interested in Tianziwen, that is, Tianshu. Now Xuanyuan Qingxiao and Long Yao are not calm at all, this is a wonderful son!

Despite this, Xuanyuan Qingxiao still ordered the Xuanyuan Chamber of Commerce to collect all the Tianzi texts. Xiaoyao studied tirelessly from beginning to end, and asked his father when he didn't understand, and a lot of questions made his father bigger.

Helplessly, the father didn't understand himself and didn't understand Xiaoyao, so he wrote down those things he didn't understand on his clothes, and every time Xiaoyao's mother came to deliver food to her son, she always saw that the clothes were full of dense symbols.

And so on for another two years...