For a while, I couldn't tell the purpose of Shen Yao's question, but Ruibai still replied: "Ordinary people can't generalize, but most of them are enlightened at the age of three or five." Enlightenment is enlightenment, enlightenment, literacy and etiquette. ”

After explaining, Ruibai subconsciously glanced at the picture book that his brother was holding tightly.

He also swept the one-sided just now, and the content could not be explained clearly.

"Mr. Ruibai doesn't have to answer my third question anymore, you haven't done it if you don't do it, how can you teach my whole brother?"

Shen Yao smiled faintly, and the color of mockery was undisguised.

"Ignorant woman, do you know...... "Who is the whole brother?"

Mr. Qingfeng was so angry that he almost exposed his brother's identity.

Shen Yao said in his heart: I know better than you, but I will pretend not to know and suffocate you!

"I don't understand the words of your saints, but I also know that there must be a teacher for the threesome. Mr. Qingfeng looks down on me as a peasant woman, how do you know that I am inferior to you everywhere? ”

Shen Yao stroked her cuffs and sneered: "There is a way, parents are the first gentlemen of their children, and their words and deeds are far more profound than what is in books. ”

"Sophistry!" Mr. Qingfeng obviously disagrees.

"Dare to ask sir, there are 10,000 kinds of people in this world, with different ways of living and personalities, can you comment on right and wrong?" Shen Yao asked with a smile.

"That's because there are many people who haven't read the books of the sages and don't know the ways of the sages." Mr. Breeze said contemptuously.

"Sir, do you think that those who have never read are all ignorant people, and they are all people?"

Shen Yao asked again, but without waiting for Mr. Qingfeng to answer, he continued: "Fortunately, Mr. is not Mr. Chujun, otherwise wouldn't everyone in the world become incorrigible?" ”

Mr. Qingfeng's beard is about to be crooked, when has he ever had such a crooked reason?

Aren't they talking about nursery rhymes written by Shen Yao?

How do you talk about the prince, when it comes to Diao Min?

"Everything in this world has its fixed number, and whether there is a fixed fixed number, but Mr. prefers to generalize and it is wrong. If you haven't read these books carefully, how can you know that they are useless? ”

Shen Yao got up and said, "Mr. is coming from afar, let's rest first." After Mr. finished reading these picture books, Shen Yao taught them at any time. ”

In the end, it was the gentleman invited by Qin Dachuan, Shen Yao would still give face, but that's all.

Oh no!

Getting rid of these two people means that it will offend most of the scholars, which is very detrimental to the future ruling of the whole brother.

But let Shen Yao acquiesce to them teaching the whole brother to be an antique, and Shen Yao was unwilling.

Although the identity of the whole brother was secret, he did not mean to let him send the two to rest before he apprenticed, so Shen Yao asked Aunt Cai to send the two to the old house.

He also specially instructed: "There is no need to send someone to serve, just let them be self-reliant for two days." ”

"This ...... Not really, right? "Aunt Cai knows that the master values the two of them.

Sister Bao also followed Shen Yao over, and when she heard this, she said: "Listen to her, although the husband is not a subordinate, he is also paid, and there is no need to provide for it." ”

"Yes." Aunt Cai didn't dare to persuade anymore, so she could only accept her life.

Shen Yao glanced at Sister Bao'er with a straight face and asked, "Does your father know the temperament of these two people?" ”

"When my dad comes back, you can ask yourself." Sister Bao left a sentence and turned to leave.

Shen Yao touched her nose, she thought that Sister Bao was afraid that she would be hit, so she came to care about herself.

I still think too much, it's best if this little girl can live in peace with herself.

said that after Mr. Qingfeng and Ruibai went to the old mansion to settle down, they lost the shelf in front of Shen Yao.

"I also said that Qin Dachuan's kid was exaggerating, his daughter-in-law is really different from the woman who grew up in the rules. The old man just said that the book was not good today, and she was prickly in every sentence. ”

Mr. Qingfeng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Fortunately, the old man is really worried that the imperial grandson will be raised crookedly by a peasant woman." There is such a mother, at least she will not suffer a loss after she goes back. ”

"The teacher thinks she said she won?" Ruibai smiled and brought water to his teacher, pure well water.

After drinking half a bowl in one gulp, Mr. Qingfeng put it down.

"She's leisurely, if she really asks her to argue with me, it's not impossible for her to leave the old man with her unconvinced strength."

Mr. Qingfeng took a picture book and looked at it, and said to Ruibai: "You can also take a look, it's quite interesting, and it's more suitable for children's enlightenment." ”

"The teacher pretended to be true, I thought you really didn't like this book." Ruibai also smiled and picked up a book.

"Mr. has no class of teaching, and there is no good or bad book, just look at where the reader understands."

After Mr. Qingfeng finished speaking, he put his mind on the book, and said after a long time: "Qin Dachuan said that his daughter-in-law made a good dish, and he didn't know what dinner was, so this can be regarded as a reception banquet." ”

Ruibai was helpless, so he simply didn't answer this conversation, otherwise the great Confucian in the eyes of outsiders, his mentor would definitely discuss what dishes to eat until dinner.

In the end, the master and apprentice still thought according to the thinking of ordinary people, but when it was dark, no one invited them over for dinner, and there was no intention of delivering food.

In order to appease his teacher, Ruibai could only cook by himself and cook a bowl of porridge that was not very good, barely filling his stomach.

The next morning, both the master and apprentice woke up hungry, and the smell of food wafted from next door, and Mr. Qingfeng, who had not seen any movement, finally couldn't sit still.

"Sure enough, there are no rules, and the old man must go and talk to her about hospitality."

Mr. Qingfeng went to Shen Yao angrily, Ruibai was afraid that the master's naughty child would have a seizure, and he would stiffen again, so he could only follow closely.

When Mr. Qingfeng arrived, Shen Yao's family was eating.

Knowing that this is a master invited for himself, the whole brother is a little weak-hearted, he knows that his disciples should respect their master.

"Eat without sleeping, children eat well, otherwise they won't grow tall."

Shen Yao gave a look, and the whole brother sat down to eat with peace of mind.

Other people, including Zhang Ling'er, are all people who protect their shortcomings, people who are not recognized by Shen Yao, even if they live under one roof, they are outsiders.

What's more, the master and apprentice live in the old house, so they are even more outsiders.

"I don't know if Mr. came early in the morning, but he has an idea of the picture book I wrote?"

Shen Yao asked politely but detachedly, and said with a light smile: "Look at me, I forgot to give the children a sample, let's wait until the meal is over." ”

Mr. Qingfeng was so choked that he forgot to reply, and stared at people with straight eyes.

Bi Ruibai is black on the inside, and he is willing to see Mr. Qingfeng deflated, but he didn't understand the hint of his teacher.

As a great Confucian, he took the initiative to ask for dinner, but Mr. Qingfeng really couldn't do it, and there was no one in the house who was conscious.

It's all rotten wood!

His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson grew up next to such a woman, wasn't he crooked in his upbringing?

Mr. Qingfeng was scolded in his heart, but his face was still the very manly Confucian, if his stomach did not growl, Shen Yao really believed it.

"I'm sorry, the countrymen are not used to wasting food, so you have to wait for a long time."

After the meal, Shen Yao rinsed her mouth before she had time to take care of Mr. Qingfeng.

And Zhang Linger wanted to watch the play, but was dragged away by Shen Yu, so she naturally cleaned up the table.

There was still the smell of rice wafting in the house, and Mr. Qingfeng's mind was full of food that he had never eaten, and Shen Yao was really angry.

"I think those books of yours still have merit, but they are only suitable for serious learning."

When Mr. Qingfeng opened his mouth, he wanted to teach Shen Yao a lesson, but Ruibai rushed to say: "The teacher is actually very optimistic about your painting style, as well as those vivid and catchy nursery rhymes. ”

Nani?

The style of painting changed too quickly, "So? ”