I have to say that the genes of the Jia family are really strong, and they are all handsome men and beautiful women.

Now it looks like he's only about ten years old, which is four or five years older than himself.

Jia Zhu is still there, which shows that Dream of Red Mansions has not yet entered the theme, and there are too many people with Jia Zhu's age difference.

If the difference is too big, how will I start in the future, will the old cow eat tender grass?

I can't help but feel a chill when I think of this.

It's not worth thinking about it now, let's talk about it later.

Jia Qiong thought about it, and also took a few steps forward to salute Jia Zhu.

"Jia Qiong, please Brother Zhu."

Hearing this, Jia Zhu's voice of recitation stopped, and he glanced at Jia Qiong.

With a smile and a little toothy, his temperament is kind and unassuming.

Nodding slightly, he said kindly to Jia Qiong.

"Brother Joan is well."

Then he asked, "Brother Qiong, which room and which branch are you?" I haven't seen it before. ”

Jia Qiong looked at Jia Zhu in surprise, and then said, "Brother Huizhu, I am from five rooms and two branches." ”

The Jia family's eight rooms in Shenjing are one room in Ning Mansion and two rooms in Rong Mansion. The front of the Rong Mansion can be regarded as a single transmission, and in this life, if Jia Yu and Jia Zheng are not separated, they will be one; If the family is separated, Jia Yu is the second room and one branch, and Jia Zheng is the second room and two branches.

Jia Qiong's father did not have a branch, but his grandfather branched, and later it also fell, Jia Ying is the only seedling of the five rooms.

If Jia Qiong's father separates the family, then the one in charge of the family is five rooms and two branches, and the one who is not in charge of the family is the five rooms and two branches. I don't continue to divide what branch and what room, and I call it a side system.

Jia Zhu nodded thoughtfully, and then said to Jia Qiong.

"Now that you have learned, you must study seriously with Mr. and revive your branch in the future. If you grow, the clan can also help you a little more. ”

After the two chatted a few words, Jia Zhu continued to recite the Analects in his hand.

Jia Qiong finished saluting the rest of the people one by one, and found another place where no one sat down.

As for Jia Lian, Jia Rong is very similar to the 87 version of the Red Mansion, and it may be when she was a child. Jia Qiong didn't pay too much attention to it after seeing the ceremony.

When they had found their seats, a few more people came in.

Jia Qiong probably counted silently, there were twenty-three people in the school.

After a few people, an old man followed.

The old man had gray temples, bright eyes, and was dressed in a master's robe.

The hall was silent for a moment, and everyone stood in unison, facing the master with deep admiration.

After the master returned the salute, he said: "Today, my Jia family is learning, and there is also the young son of the general horn Mengxue, to show that my Jia family is prosperous. ”

"The others will each recite what they learned yesterday, and then I will take a test against you."

"Jia Qiong, Jia Qiang, Jia Yunru and the other three are learning for the first time today, and there are some rules that need to be set up for you."

"Wu Jia Dairu is forty and five this year, and he will be the year of knowing the destiny of heaven. In terms of clan, I am your grandfather, or even great-grandfather. But in school, I am always called Mr. or Master, and I am not allowed to go beyond the distance. ”

Hearing this, the three of them got up in unison.

Without squinting, he said, "Yes, sir." ”

Jia Dairu nodded slightly, pressed his right hand slightly, and motioned for the three of them to sit down.

And then he said.

"The school books have their own fixed number, and you can't bring them back if they can be used. If you want to bring it back, you can only bring back your transcripts.

The school also provides pen, ink, paper, inkstone, clothes, food, tea and snacks, all of which are paid at public expense in the clan, and there is no need for additional expenses.

The supplies in the clan are all ordinary items, and if you want to be more refined, you need to buy them at your own expense. ”

Hearing this, Jia Qiong couldn't help but be surprised, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, clothes and food, tea and snacks, counted, according to the habits of the Jia family, plus the brother who studied before, once described. If you buy it in a centralized manner, you need at least eight taels of silver per person per month, and one hundred taels per person per year.

More than 20 people, more than 2,000 taels a year. It's really not a small amount, and the two mansions are really a big business.

No matter what Jia Qiong and the others thought, Jia Dairu still said to himself.

"Now that you have entered my Jia family study, you don't need to think about miscellaneous matters, you only need to study hard, and you can revitalize the clan in the future."

"Ethnology is not as good as the outside academy, the rural Mongolian study, the enlightenment first to learn the three-character scripture, the thousand-character text. However, you need to learn the Analects first. After learning the three-character classic, the thousand-character text and many other Mongolian coursework. You and the other three came to pick up the books. ”

Jia Qiong looked at it, and got the Analects - Xueer, the Three Character Classic, the Thousand Character Text, and the Inner Chapters (the dictionary compiled in the Song Dynasty, the Erya of the Warring States Period in ancient China, the Shuowen Jie Zi of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Jade Chapter of the Liang Dynasty, the Inner Chapter of the Song Dynasty, the Vocabulary and Orthography of the Ming Dynasty, the Kangxi Dictionary of the Qing Dynasty, the Chinese Dictionary of the Republic of China, and the Modern Xinhua Dictionary. ）

Zi said: "Learn and learn from time to time, don't you also say?" Have friends come from afar, are you happy? People don't know, but they are not ashamed, and they are not gentlemen? ”

Jia Qiong looked at Jia Dairu speechlessly, and then stopped sorting out the books, directly opened the first page of the Analects - Xueer, and read it with Jia Dairu.

In my heart, I thought that there was no guidance at all, and I went straight to the point, is it really good?

Confucius said, "Isn't it pleasant to study and practice from time to time?" Isn't it nice to have like-minded people coming from afar? People don't understand me, and I don't resent or get angry, isn't I also a virtuous gentleman? ”

I read it a few times and explained the meaning of these two sentences to the three of them, and then I didn't care, I didn't care.

He also went to teach other people the Analects, the three-character classic, the thousand-character text, and so on.

It's really an extensive education.

can only teach herself, Jia Qiong still believes in her self-control.

Then he looked at the book alone, read it a few times, and recognized the traditional Chinese characters of these characters.

He studied the ink by himself, and began to transcribe the Analects on the blank books he had received.

One is to practice calligraphy, and the other is to familiarize yourself with ancient characters.

I think the same is true for ethnology.

I practiced the brush a few times in school in my previous life, and I knew how to hold the brush and how to write.

It's just not so good-looking. But as long as you practice consistently, you will eventually be able to write beautiful words later.

After thinking about it, Jia Qiong began to write and transcribe stroke by stroke.

"Bang bang." A rhythmic beating sound disturbed Jia Qiong.

Looking up, I don't know when, Jia Dairu was standing next to him.

And Jia Qiang and Jia Yun were looking at Jia Dairu with a frightened expression, both of them were cowardly and nuonuo.

"Reach out." Jia Dairu looked at the two of them expressionlessly and said slightly.

The two also timidly stretched out their hands.

Bang bang, bang bang

"Recite attentively, and don't meet Zhou Gong again. Or you can copy books like Jia Qiong. ”

Jia Dairu didn't hit the palms of the two of them so hard three times as punishment.

"Zhou Gong, who is Zhou Gong, I didn't know him?" Jia Qiang touched her head, like the second monk was confused, and muttered slightly.

When the children around heard this, they laughed.

These children all came six months and more than a year before the three.

Some people have also been taught by Jia Dairu, and they all know that Zhou Gong means sleeping, but when they saw that Jia Qiang didn't understand, they were also very happy, and laughed one by one.

Jia Qiong couldn't help but smile.

Looking around, everyone laughed, and even slapped the seats. Only Jia Zhu is just as reserved as he is.

Jia Zhu seemed to sense something, and looked at Jia Qiong with warm eyes, about two breaths, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

In this serious class, that's all there is to it.

Jia Yun was smart, she didn't say a word, holding the book and pretending to read, but her face was also puzzled.

When Jia Dairu heard this, he didn't blow his beard angrily and glare, saying something like not being taught. Instead, he helplessly stopped the child's laughter and explained.

"Zhou Gong, a sage of the Western Zhou Dynasty, surnamed Ji Mingdan, also known as Shudan, a pioneer of Confucianism.

Fucheng Wang regent, made great contributions to the Zhou Dynasty, later generations respected him as a sage, the holy master is also very respectful of Zhou Gong, so that often dream of Zhou Gong. ”

"In later generations, I don't know when I got up, and sleeping was also called Hui Zhou Gong.

You can understand that if you want to be an official in the future, become a general, and become a sage, you must keep your hands on the book and study hard.

Don't be black-haired and don't know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late.

Especially the two of you, if I see you and wait to meet Zhou Gong again, a whip is inevitable. ”

After Jia Dairu finished speaking, he assigned some recitation and transcription homework, and then returned to his place and tasted tea leisurely.

Looking around, Jia Qiong looked at the children around her, still ignorant and ignorant.

He won't compare, the only thing he can look up to for the time being is Jia Zhu, but he is the eldest son of Jia Zheng of Rongfu, and he is born rich and noble, and he can't be compared.

There is also a mother and a younger sister at home.

I couldn't help but warn myself.

"Black hair needs to study early, and the white head does not regret studying late."