Zhang Shiyang looked at Ma Hao, who was reading, and read out the righteous songs in his mouth, only to see a trace of white silk on the top of his head. Although this silk thread is weak, it is full of the strongest and strongest majestic and broad atmosphere, and this trace of breath can deter ghosts and evils, and it is the majestic qi between heaven and earth. The aura of Haoran is everywhere in heaven and earth, but the one who can gather and cultivate the aura of Haoran is not a great Confucian who reads books for a lifetime, but this aura of Haoran is something that many readers can't ask for after reading a lifetime, and Ma Hao can raise Haoran righteousness at the age of a weak crown, but he is a good seedling of reading, and he has a great chance to become a generation of Confucianism in the future. Zhang Shiyang secretly made up his mind, but in the future, he would cultivate this Ma Hao well.

Zhang Shiyang waited until these children finished reciting the righteous song and began to formally attend class: "Today we are learning the number of techniques, life is inseparable from the number of numbers, buying things, selling things, and so on are inseparable from the number of numbers, today I will teach you the basic number of numbers, first learn addition and subtraction." These children are eager to learn, and they also know that the opportunity to study is not easy to come by, and they cherish it one by one. The number here refers to the modern addition and subtraction, these children learn quite interestingly, one will count the table, one will count the people, the day has passed. Zhang Shiyang said to the group of children: "You won't use it tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, you will have two days off." These children jumped up and cheered when they heard this, and then picked up the bookcase and ran to their parents, Zhang Shiyang was helpless, he still had something to explain, so he could only shout from afar: "Don't forget to review your homework when you go home."

I don't know how many children can listen to it, Zhang Shiyang returned to his house and started cooking. The next day, at dawn, Zhang Shiyang went up the mountain with a firewood knife and a rope, and when he saw that there were suitable branches, Zhang Shiyang looked down and prepared to go home to weave a big basket. It's not that hard to weave a basket, as long as you understand the trick. Zhang Shiyang's basket is not just a thing, but he thought of some people in his previous life who used bamboo baskets to buckle sparrows.

The so-called buckle sparrow is to buckle the basket on the ground and then use a wooden stick to support one side of the basket, tie a rope to the wooden stick, people hold the other end of the rope far away, and then sprinkle some rice under the bamboo basket, until the birds come to peck food, a pull of the rope, the sparrow is buckled underneath. Of course, there are not only sparrows in this world, but also many other birds, all of which are edible. Zhang Shiyang used the remaining branches to weave a few bird cages, and then the cause of detaining birds began. Zhang Shiyang's luck was really good, and he deducted four or five birds and spinches for the first time, but they were not directly fried and steamed by Zhang Shiyang, but were bred in captivity.

Soon Zhang Shiyang's bird hunting method swept the whole village, the whole village men, women and children as long as they have free time will go to detain birds, and then people pondered, or it is easier to detain birds on the mountain, and there are more types of birds and finches on the mountain, this method is the best way to improve the food of the whole village. Zhang Shiyang's prestige has risen sharply, and he is worthy of being a scholar, that is, he can ponder better than ordinary people, he is smarter than ordinary people, and he has more eyes. People sometimes send food to Zhang Shiyang, after all, Zhang Shiyang's food has not grown up and cannot be eaten, every time this group of children comes to school, everyone will bring Zhang Shiyang some dishes from home.

With the passage of time, the cultural level of this group of children has risen greatly, and the people in the village have gradually become stronger, after all, they can often go to the mountains to catch birds, fight tooth sacrifices, sacrifice their stomachs, and eat meat The body will naturally be strong and healthy. Zhang Shiyang himself also raised more than 30 chickens, two dogs, these two dogs are full of black hair, strong limbs, plus Zhang Shiyang often goes up the mountain to pick some herbs to make strong muscles and bones pills for the two dogs to eat, so these two dogs are stronger than a day, and this dog may be fed pills by Zhang Shiyang, actually psychic, every day will take care of a group of chickens to the mountains to forage for food.

You must know that there are all kinds of animals on this mountain, foxes, wolves, and other small carnivores, and this dog will actually go up the mountain to hunt by himself, and sometimes he will bring back deer-like animals, and then be pickled in jars by Zhang Shiyang, or directly dried to make bacon. Zhang Shiyang can't eat eggs and the like, so he often distributes eggs to these children, and then these children take them home to improve the food for the family. The Haoran righteousness above Ma Hao's head is a little bigger, Zhang Shiyang looks at it and feels very relieved, this Ma Hao has developed Haoran righteousness at a young age, even if he is not the champion in the future, he will definitely be able to rank among the top three, and it is not impossible to be crowned a marquis and worship the prime minister in the future.

Four months had passed in the blink of an eye, winter had arrived, and the first snow had arrived as scheduled, but the school was very warm, with an iron basin inside, and the charcoal in it was burning a raging fire, and there was even some scorching heat in the house. Walking into the classroom, Zhang Shiyang subconsciously glanced at Ma Hao's position before, but found that the little boy in tatters did not come, Zhang Shiyang thought for a while, and began today's new course, today's lesson is to read the founding history: "The former Taizu founded the country, fought in the south and the north, and Wen Taowu was ,,, in strategy."

After class, Zhang Shiyang took a book and walked towards Widow Ma's house. Speaking of this horse widow, Zhang Shiyang was only recruiting students, and when Ma Widow sent Ma Hao to school, he had a relationship with him, and he basically didn't see him in the village the rest of the time. After walking for more than 20 minutes, Zhang Shiyang came to a rather dilapidated walled courtyard, knocked lightly on the door, and there was a dog barking inside, and then a familiar voice came: "Who?"

Zhang Shiyang heard that it was Ma Hao's voice, so he said softly: "It's me, Zhang Shiyang." Then I heard an exclamation from inside, and then the door creaked open, and Ma Hao saluted: "It turned out that Mr. himself came to the door, and the student Ma Hao had seen Mr." Zhang Shiyang stepped forward to support Ma Hao: "No need to be polite." Let Zhang Shiyang into the house and pour a bowl of hot water for Zhang Shiyang, Zhang Shiyang looked at the house for a while, this house is not much different from the four walls of the family, it is not easy to think that the widow Ma is struggling to support this family alone, and she has to support Ma Hao and provide for Ma Hao to study.

Zhang Shiyang opened his mouth and said, "Why don't you see your mother?" Ma Hao let out an "ah", and then said: "My mother has recently contracted a cold and is bedridden." Zhang Shiyang nodded: "Have you seen a doctor?" Ma Hao's face was ugly: "The student's family is poor, and it is good to be able to live, but I can't see a doctor for a few taels of silver, because I look down on the doctor." Zhang Shiyang nodded when he heard this, and looked at this room to know that Ma Hao's family was indeed not doing well, Zhang Shiyang looked at Ma Hao: "I know a little bit about the art of Qi Huang, I don't know if you can take me over to have a look."

Ma Hao was shocked when he heard this: "The teacher still knows the art of Qihuang?" The teacher invited here, and said that he was going to take Zhang Shiyang to the west room, and it was not too cold to enter the house, and at this time, the horse widow was lying on the bed covered with a quilt. In a coma, at this time there is no veil, a face leaks outside, it is really extraordinary, like a quiet fairy, coupled with this sickness, it is like a fairy in the heart of the West Lake, it is really hard to love it. Ma Hao was on the side, but Zhang Shiyang didn't look good, and said to Ma Hao: "Take out your mother's arm, and I will take her pulse." When Ma Hao heard this, he immediately lifted a corner of the quilt and took out the jade arm of the horse widow, and Zhang Shiyang put his fingers on the pulse. I only feel that my skin is delicate, like a baby. After taking the pulse for a while, Zhang Shiyang withdrew his fingers, and naturally stuffed the horse widow's arm into the quilt, touching a large piece of skin, but he felt quite beautiful. Ma Hao didn't know about men and women when he was young, but he didn't care, Zhang Shiyang prescribed a prescription and said to Ma Hao: "This prescription can be completely cured with only two doses, as for herbal medicine, I still have a little in my house, you go back with me to get it."

The two walked out of the door one after the other and ran to Zhang Shiyang's house, fortunately, Zhang Shiyang had picked a lot of herbs in the mountains before, and quickly found all the medicinal materials he needed, and then took a basket of eggs and a string of bacon for Ma Hao:" Your mother is sick, take these things back to replenish her vitality, and don't delay your homework, this is today's newly learned article, you take it back and take a good look, don't pull down the course, I already know the situation of your family, don't pay for it when you come to study in the future, and think of a way to do the rest later, you go back first." Ma Hao's eyes were moist when he heard this, no one had ever been so good to him, but he choked up but didn't know what to say: "Teacher, ,,,." Zhang Shiyang patted him on the shoulder: "Go back, your mother is still waiting to drink medicine, don't delay the condition." Ma Hao didn't say anything when he heard this, but just made a deep salute, and then ran out of the door with something in his arms.