Dad, this seems to be the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 32 Partridge Sky

"Go to school? What school to go to! I just said that girls can't read, just know a few words, look at her, it's not discussed, I can't get through it, you call her out, call her out to see I don't beat her."

When Lao Cao heard that Cao Nier not only didn't want to marry, but wanted to go to school, he was so angry that he exploded on the spot, especially how embarrassing Chun Erniang was sitting here.
Mrs. Zhang persuaded: "Speak well, talk well, children have children's ideas, and life has become better now, you can't always look at people with old eyes."

Lao Cao said angrily: "Fart! You're not used to it, little girl, how can you not get married when you are old? You are ignorant, you don't need to worry about this matter."

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhang quit. She is not a good-tempered master either. She pointed at Lao Cao's nose and scolded: "Well, you old bastard, why are you so good at me? You girl Don't let me care about it, right? I don't care about my old lady, and I will never care about it in the future. That's your girl. What does it have to do with me? I don't need to care about your family's mess, you straight mother thief, heartless man, Field Chenu, an old ignorant thing."

Lian Zhu Pao scolded, Zhang turned his face away and left, leaving only Lao Cao with a dazed expression on his face. What is it! What is it! Why are you still rushing at me?"

On the contrary, Erniang Chun seemed to see what was going on, and said with a smile: "The brothers of the Cao family haven't given him a name yet, I'm afraid it's because of the situation, so let's vent our anger. It just so happens that the old man is here, and I've entered the gate of your mansion." So many times, I can't keep letting me run for nothing, I think it's better to settle the matter between you and Mrs. Zhang first, and I will help you run through the process."

Lao Cao said disapprovingly, "Name? Their parents and in-laws are dead, what more do they want? I'm going to go through the process with the ghost?"

Sun Chunming also smiled and said: "I also think Erniang's words are reasonable. The two children should still be called Auntie now, and no one would be happy if they were changed. Let me see, listen to Erniang, let's talk about the two of you first." It's urgent to do it."

Lao Cao blushed, bowed his head and said, "You're talking about the child, what's wrong with me."

"I can't understand the child's matter for a while. This matter should respect the child's meaning. If the child wants to marry a scholar, I don't think there is anything wrong with it. Our daughter is no worse than others. As for going to school? I support it, our family is not short of the money now, why not let Nier try it."

"Try what? When she finishes school, how old will she be? Anyone else?"

"Old brother, I don't understand. Generally, girls from rich and noble families only talk about marriage after the age of sixteen. As long as our baby is excellent, are you afraid that you won't be able to find a husband's family?"

He was also bullying Lao Cao for being uneducated, so Sun Chunming grinned and said: "Let me tell you, in the Tang Dynasty, there was a talented woman named Li Qingzhao who was proficient in poetry, poetry, gold, stone, calligraphy and painting. When she was young, her suitor Wu Yang Wuyang’s, and then her husband died during the Anshi Rebellion, guess what? Hey, I’m over 50, and the suitor is still Wuyang Wuyang’s. When I remarried, I married a young man in his 30s, who was also a scholarly official. , this woman is the same as a man, as long as she is excellent, she is the only one who picks others, how can she be left?"

Lao Cao didn't even know how to read, and Li Bai might not know anyone, so naturally he didn't doubt that there was a lie. He had always been extremely convinced by Sun Chunming, but he hesitated when he heard the words.

Sun Chunming took the opportunity to make a decision and said: "Then listen to me, let's make a decision first, let's talk about my daughter's going to school, the matchmaker will definitely not talk about it, and let Erniang take care of the two of you first."

Lao Cao said speechlessly: "This...isn't this nonsense, isn't this nonsense!"

Sun Chunming laughed loudly and said, "My second wife is an official matchmaker, and she is one of the best in the entire Kaifeng city. This thank you gift cannot be sloppy. Come on, second mother, here is five taels of gold. You take it first and treat it as ours." It was given in advance."

Chun Erniang's gold-lettered signboard, if you tell yourself you can't do it, it's fine, even the girl will be turned away. Sun Chunming is really afraid that no matchmaker will dare to come to their family in the future, so this is a generous move. Seeing the money, Sun Erniang is also happy, secretly Sighing that this grandson can be a man, he is not polite, and said with a smile: "The old man is not polite. The old man said that the matchmaker will be sure to succeed in a lifetime. It is really only this time. He is the most confident. Mr. Cao, take you Can you show me the horoscope of your birthday?"

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About Cao Nier, the family still discussed it endlessly during dinner. What is more amazing is that there is no Mrs. Zhang at the dinner table today. This woman, whether it was 1000 years ago or 1000 years later, is a hypocritical animal , It’s been almost a year since these little days, and today I accepted the lottery and got my life, but moved out, and lived alone in the inn on the next street, saying that I was waiting for their appointment from the Cao family, Mo Speaking of Lao Cao, even the Sun family father and son felt ashamed.

The key point is that Mrs. Zhang usually cooks the meals at home, saying that the cooking skills should not be learned by the servants. If Lao Cao doesn't pay close attention, the whole family will be hungry.

In the end, Cao’s mother, who was sober for a while, made the decision to learn, to learn first, and then choose the kind of gentleman who specializes in poetry and Fu to learn. Let her granddaughter be that Li Qingzhao.

Cao Nier was so happy that she could fly, she held Cao's mother's face and kissed her non-stop.

Sun Chunming said: "Don't be too merry. Before you go to school, you should practice your handwriting. After all, you have a foundation. Don't write handwriting that is not as good as a five or six-year-old child. Then you will lose your adulthood. It just so happens that your father and your aunt are going to accomplish something good recently, so we might as well wait for them to finish their work before leaving."

"Okay, then I'll wait until my father marries my aunt, ah no, I should be called mother from now on."

The old lady smiled happily, and knew that she was more confused than awake, so she quickly made the wedding invitation while she was awake after eating, and ordered someone to pay three gold coins. Since the daughter-in-law wanted to be hypocritical, she simply She also played around with her for a while, and everything was done according to the normal rules, and she, the elder, took care of it herself. It seemed that she wished she could welcome her relatives tomorrow. After all, the old lady would not Happy to live.

After eating, Cao Nier came to Sun Yue and said that she wanted to practice calligraphy. When Sun Yue practiced calligraphy, she used the Analects of Confucius to practice, but this thing was used for the imperial examination. In fact, it came from her daughter's house He said that he had read it, and it was not of much use, so he casually found a Tang poem from the bookshelf.

After practicing a few articles, Cao Nier always felt that she didn't like it, and the writing had no charm, and the progress was not good, whether it was the romantic Li Bai or the realistic Du Fu, it was the same.

As soon as Sun Yue's brain froze, he taught something that shouldn't be taught. Poetry expresses ambition and words express emotion, so he took out the works of some female poets who had not yet been born, and the effect was greatly increased, but Cao Nier was the last I like it, the best practice is neither Li Qingzhao's Ru Mengling, nor Tang Wan's Hairpin Phoenix, but this partridge:
Sigh dangerously, sigh drifting.Guan Shan Wanli is the hero.

Nothing to say that the woman is not a British thing, every night on the wall of Longquan.

Co-author You don't want to be a poet, you want to be a heroine.

(End of this chapter)