Master Kant still remembers the maturity and calmness of the girl that he showed when he and Sophia first met. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The girl claimed to have been born in a slum outside the imperial capital, and that the down-and-out man who brought her was his uncle. In the city of Gilliat, there are not a few poor people like this, but this is not what Master Kant cares about the most, because soon, this girl who seems to be reserved and quiet asks Master Kant some questions:

"I heard my uncle say that you are the smartest person in the imperial capital, and many people will come to you to ask you if they don't understand something, is that true?"

Master Kant didn't answer her question directly, just shook his head and said, "It seems that you have any questions you want to ask me, don't you?"

The girl thought about it, and only then did her face, which had been quiet, show a little hesitation, and finally met the gaze of Master Kant, nodded and said, "Yes, sir, there are many things I don't understand in my heart.

My father was an ordinary dock worker, the most humble of the kind, who spent most of his life on the docks of the Imperial Canal, and barely enough money to eat and drink as a family. My mother left the house shortly after I was born, and I never met her, and I heard that she ran away with a tailor because she could not bear my father's poverty.

I grew up without any playmates, and even the kids in my neighborhood used to bully me. I was only three years old when I learned to read and write, and my only hobby was reading, and my father worked hard and tiring every day to support my hobby, but he could barely feed us.

Last month, on my birthday, my father went to the house of an aristocratic lord to do chores and secretly stole a book from his study to bring home to me, only to be discovered. My father was severely beaten by the noble lord, and not long after my uncle and a few neighbors sent him home, my father died.

No one dared to go to that nobleman's house to quarrel, because his family was very powerful and did not care about my father's death. He was a man who loved me very much, and although he was very poor since he was a child, my father would bring me a black loaf of bread every night when he came back, and occasionally tell me stories.

But my father died, and he vomited a lot of blood in front of me, and his face was as pale as parchment, and he didn't even have the strength to look at me again, and died like a wild dog starving to death on a street corner. ”

When Master Kant heard this, he didn't know how to react, and he found that the little girl in front of him had deep sadness and indifference in her eyes.

"I want to ask you, in the whole of Gilliat, there are many lowly paupers like my father, and there are many nobles like that noble lord. Why is it that some people are born without doing anything, they can step on other people's heads and live with other people's blood and sweat, while some people can only live miserably like my father and then die a humble death?"

Master Kant didn't know how to answer this question, the little girl in front of him was deeply disappointed and indifferent in her eyes, and Master Kant couldn't help but feel a little heartache.

"I can't answer your question, my child. Master Kant sighed at this time, and then when the little girl was a little disappointed, he continued: "I'm afraid that the answer to this question is only for you to find it yourself, you are a highly qualified child, I can accept your disciples who are beginners, and teach you a lot of useful things, when you learn a certain amount yourself, you will naturally understand these problems." ”

"But I don't have any money, and my uncle doesn't have any money, and I know you're a great wise man, and it costs a lot of money to study with you, right?" the girl glanced at him with some concern.

"I can keep you around, but in return, you need to do some chores for me, just as your living expenses, like the menial work of cleaning the yard or cooking, will you?"

The little girl was silent for a moment when Kant said this, and then took the broom in the corner of the yard and swept the plum petals on the ground.

From that day on, the six-year-old girl remained in Master Kant's courtyard and became his last and youngest introductory disciple. Eight years later, at the age of fourteen, Sophia bid farewell to Master Kant and left the imperial capital in the same spring to travel northwest.

"I have learned a lot of useful things from you, and you have taught me a lot over the past eight years. Astronomy and geography, language and customs, political system, history and literature...... I've learned from you something that ordinary people can't grasp in their lifetime, but the more I feel that I'm getting farther and farther away from the answer I want to know.

I know I can't stay with you anymore, and I won't be able to learn much more if I stay in Gilliat. Teacher, the northwest will be chaotic, I want to go there, maybe I can see more things I couldn't see before, maybe I can also get the answers I have been seeking. ”

These were Sophia's last words to Master Kant when she was leaving, and then the girl made a great bow to him and left the courtyard without looking back.

"I don't understand why you let this little girl Sophia leave the imperial capital, hasn't she always been one of your most valued disciples? I sometimes even think that this little girl is very similar to your master......" The servant who was cleaning the courtyard sighed lowly, as if talking to himself.

"You're right, old man. Master Kant shook his head, but there was a bit of a complicated light in his eyes: "Sophia is one of my most valued disciples, and the most outstanding of all the disciples I teach, if she is a man, she will definitely be able to do something great."

Unfortunately, she is a woman, and although there is not much difference between men and women in the empire, it is extremely difficult for a woman to enter politics. Although Sophia is only sixteen years old, her mental fortitude and courage are so resolute and resolute that even I can't sigh to myself, and only she will treat the land of tigers and wolves in the northwest as an idle place. ”

When Master Kant said this, he gently raised the plum blossom petals in his hand and said something that moved the old servant:

"Actually, Sophia and I both know that she can't stay with me, not because she wants to go out and practice, but because ...... She's learned all I have, there's nothing left for her to learn from me, and I have nothing to teach her!"