Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Although Man Bao can recognize a lot of words, she still can't understand stories that are too complicated. She can only understand these stories by feeling.

Fortunately, these books are different from the books on Mr. Zhuang's bookshelf, because they are written in vernacular. As long as you know the words and read the whole book, you may not understand all of them, but you can probably understand the story.

Man Bao was excited, holding the book with relish.

The beginning of the book is a preface, which says that these stories are anecdotes passed down in ancient history, some are true, some are false, and some are half-truths.

But whether it is true or not, the stories are evaluated differently in each era. This book aims to study the ideology at that time and the evolution of ideology through the different evaluations of these stories in each era.

Man Bao was still young, so he could understand every word in this preface, but he couldn't read it together.

She worked hard to write most of the chapter, but she really couldn't understand it, so she turned back and turned to the story.

Still a good story.

Although he wrote about the scumbag, he didn't see the misery at first. The first story was the tenth-ranked emperor, an emperor named Kangxi.

What he was talking about was that he raised his sons like a gu, and in order to ensure his rights, he deliberately let his sons fight each other to strike a balance.

Man Bao didn't see how the father was so bad at first. He just read it as a story, and the system reminded her: "Look at the fate of his sons, aren't they all miserable?"

Man Bao was stunned for a moment and asked, "They are all princes and emperors, what's wrong with them?"

Keke gave him an analysis, "Look, they are princes, but most of them were banned and exiled in the end. Do you know what confinement and exile are?"

Man Bao said confidently, "I don't know."

The system choked for a moment, and explained to her in detail the confinement and exile. In the final analysis, it was going to jail and serving a sentence.

Man Bao was stunned, "My father is the emperor, and my brother is the emperor. Are they still going to jail?"

Keke said, "That's why you say it's a scumbag."

Man Bao pouted, and felt that this father was really not very good. She read it back and forth twice, and also figured out the meaning of the story.

This is actually a father who wants to keep his rights. For the sake of balance, he deliberately let his sons fight. In the end, he banned three sons. Then he chose one son to be the emperor, and the emperor's son circled a few more. One and a few were exiled, so his sons were miserable.

Man Bao didn't like this story very much, and reading it gave her a headache. There were several people's names in it that she didn't recognize, so she pointed to Keke.

Keke said, not only taught her how to read the word, but also explained the meaning of the word by the way.

Man Po turned to the next story and cried.

This father is much worse than the previous father, because he actually starved his daughter to death, just because his daughter took a piece of cake from the neighbor.

Man Bao was still a kind-hearted child. She cried aloud and said angrily to Keke: "This father is really bad, why is he still a high-ranking official?"

Keke: "Generally speaking, human beings have diverse behaviors, and there is no exclusivity between an honest official and a scumbag, so a person can be an honest official and a scumbag at the same time. However, this story was considered fictional in ancient times. , this involves another human behavior, that is, for the benefit of a certain party, you can make up stories that echo your own interests. You are still young, and when you grow up a little, you will understand if you read more books. Human beings can even distort the language of the saints for the sake of profit, and this kind of thing is nothing."

Man Bao was confused and half understood. Although he knew the story was made up, the story was so well written that Man Bao decided to hate him. The little girl was about her age, so she starved to death. What a pain.

Man Bao cried so much that his eyes were red.

When Mr. Zhuang came back from get out of class, the system swept the person to the door, and immediately confiscated the book in Man Bao's hand, so Mr. Zhuang seemed to see Man Bao sitting on the steps alone, crying, with red eyes.

Mr. Zhuang's grandson is also a little older than Man Bao, and he likes her the most on weekdays. He felt extremely distressed for a while, so he walked two steps forward and asked softly, "Man Bao, who bullied you?"

Man Bao wiped his tears and grabbed Mr. Zhuang's sleeve, raised his head and asked, "Sir, are you a good father?"

Mr. Zhuang was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Manbao, my grandson is older than you. Even in terms of seniority, it should be grandpa."

"Uuuuu, sir, are there many bad fathers in this world who just bully children?"

Mr. Zhuang asked, "Did your father scold you?"

Man Bao shook his head, "My dad treats me well, he's not a bad dad."

Mr. Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Man Bao, and knowing that she was still young, he sat beside her and asked patiently, "Then why do you ask such a thing?"

"I saw a story that there was an innocent official who had little food at home, and his daughter was hungry. The neighbor gave her a piece of cake when he saw it, and his daughter ate it. Locked up and starved to death."

Mr. Zhuang twitched his cheeks and said, "How can there be such an official?"

Man Bao insisted: "That's right, the book also said that it was an era when there were very strict requirements for girls. What kind of shape was in that era when girls showed their ankles and told foreign men to marry each other when they saw them? If you can't marry, you'll have to commit suicide."

Mr. Zhuang frowned, even though he knew that he couldn't be honest with children, such a book should not be read by children of this age, lest it spoil their temperament.

But the other party has seen that Mr. Zhuang can only refute the content of the book, "Yes, such an official is also a person who is famous for his reputation. He is known as an honest official, and his name is not true. It's just a piece of cake. Blocks are."

"As for the matter of the outsider, it's even more nonsense. The outsider is what I am to you, and the students in the school are to you. Although there are differences between men and women, it is not enough to strictly guard against this level. If there is, That's not a lunatic, it's a devil."

Mr. Zhuang said: "The latter is crazy, and I really think so. The former did it on purpose, using my daughter's life for a reputation. You can hide as far as you want from such a person in the future. But I never did. Heard such a story, where did you read it?" So that he could confiscate it.

Man Bao immediately said, "It's a book called "The Ten Evil Fathers in History".

"Since it's history, it must have been recorded. I don't know which dynasty and generation the honest official you just mentioned belonged to?"

"People from the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty."

Mr. Zhuang couldn't help laughing out loud. He touched her little head and said, "It can be seen that all the characters have been made up. How can there be a Ming Dynasty in this world?"

Man Bao blinked, but still believed in Keke, and asked it in his heart: "Keke, even history doesn't exist? You lied to me?"

The system that had been silent for a long time actually produced a pleasant emotion, it said: "No, host, your space is not bright, it does not mean that other spaces are not, not now, it does not mean that there will be no future, just like me, now this space, this era , and only you own me, but in the era when my inventor lived, I was not uncommon, I dare not say that one person has one, but as long as you have the money and are willing to buy it, everyone can buy one."

Man Bao seemed to understand, but she still summed up her own understanding, that is, Keke didn't lie, but what Mr. Zhuang said was also right, so she decided to listen to both.

She looked up at Mr. Zhuang and asked, "Sir, do you know any bad dad in our history?"

Mr. Zhuang asked, "Why are you interested in this? You know, the son never speaks to the father. Even if there is something wrong with the father, very few people will publicize the matter to the world, making the father lose face and the family as well. If you lose your face, what good will it do to yourself?"

When Man Bao was stunned, Mr. Zhuang simply took this to give her a courtesy, and after a while, he said: "Man Bao, you are a smart child, I know you love to read, if that's the case, then study hard, "Thousand Words" You have finished studying the texts, now it is time to study the Analects, and when the Analects is finished, the teacher will teach you about the rites."

Man Bao was stunned, and the system couldn't help reminding her: "Host, thank you teacher soon?"

Man Bao recovered and immediately knelt to the ground, "Sir, teacher!"

Man Bao kowtowed at Mr. Zhuang.

As soon as Mr. Zhuang said his words, he regretted for a moment, but seeing her kneeling on the ground and calling him a teacher with a happy face, that trace of regret disappeared again.

Forget it, although she is a female apprentice, she is smart and cute, so let's talk about it for comfort.

Mr. Zhuang helped the child up and said, "Go back and tell your parents what happened today."

"Why, didn't the teacher never let me tell my parents what happened here?"

Mr. Zhuang touched her head and said, "Since you have been asked to kneel, you must be justifiable."

Mr. Zhuang touched her head and sighed softly, forgetting that he was going to confiscate her book.

The first time I saw Man Bao, she was just a little girl who could just stand up against the wall. It seemed that she was only eight or nine months old and could barely stand up against the wall.

Xiao Qian came to cook, because she just took this job, and she cherished it very much. She always came early, not only to clean the inside and outside, but also to chop wood and fire for cooking and cooking.

Therefore, he could not help neglecting this child. At that time, Man Bao climbed to the threshold of the classroom, turned over and hugged the door to listen to his lecture.

At first, Mr. Zhuang was a little angry and felt that Xiao Qian could not do anything, so he put down the book and hugged her and went to Xiao Qian.

She wanted to let Xiao Qian take care of her child, but she saw that she was chopping firewood with an ax and sweating profusely.

Mr. Zhuang will be invited by the landlord Bai to teach in such a mountain village. Naturally, his family is not rich. In fact, he is so poor.

In his memory, his mother took him like this, so Mr. Zhuang hesitated for a while, didn't call Xiao Qian, turned around and carried Man Bao back, and let her sit on the threshold.

Fortunately, this child is also good, she sits on the threshold, she doesn't cry or make trouble, she eats whatever she gives, and when she sees the students reading aloud, she also talks to herself.

Later, the first word she said was "sir", which Mr. Zhuang insisted on.

This child is really smart. As soon as the one-year-old child can speak, she reads "Xiandi Xuanhuang..." with the students.

The youngest student he taught was six years old. He read it ten times, remembered it, and then forgot it the next day, but this child's little head remembered it very clearly.

Of course, she can only shout, but does not recognize words.

So Mr. Zhuang copied a thousand-character script and gave it to her.

Later, Mr. Zhuang liked her even more, because he found that Man Bao not only endorsed and memorized quickly, but also remembered words quickly.

After facing it a few times, she can remember that word.

Such a smart, cute, and kind child, how can he not be a boy?

Mr. Zhuang regretted more than once.

Then he couldn't help but teach her, teach her to read, teach her principles, and specially found some books to practice calligraphy, and then gave her the manuscript for her collection.

Although the words of accepting her as a disciple came out suddenly, her thoughts were not a day or two, it was just because she was a girl, so she hesitated.

In fact, he is just a scholar who was dropped out of the government school. His knowledge is limited, so why should he care too much about those false names?

Do you really want to make a name for himself like the bad father she calls him?

Mr. Zhuang rubbed Manbao's head harder, and said with determination, "Go to your sister-in-law now, and let your parents choose a good day to bring you home."

Man Bao walked away in confusion.

This chapter has been revised according to the suggestions of book friends, so please don't misunderstand because of some changes.