My country, you can pinch it

Xilinghou came out of the classroom, looked at the street, and let out a long sigh.

"Why did grandpa sigh?"

The Marquis of Xiling turned his head and saw Shang Jinling coming out, he couldn't help but twitched his lips and said, "Is this like a child's play for you?"

Shang Jinling smiled.

"It can't be helped. It's good to learn rituals and knowledge, but the students are all elm-headed. It's good to be able to read and understand articles."

Martial arts are the foundation of a family, and literature is just the icing on the cake. Fang Jinling can understand, "How much does grandfather hope they can learn?"

"At least those civil servants can understand what they mean when they speak politely, so that they won't be incomprehensible and make people laugh. The most important thing is that they can write a decent report."

Shang Jinling nodded as he listened. The requirement is not high. In fact, he just needs to be able to read and write, know some familiar classics, historical allusions and popular idioms. If the requirement is higher, he must recite three hundred poems. The level of junior high school Chinese in later generations.

"It's not difficult."

Xilinghou said: "Of course it's not difficult for you, but if you look at your sister and the others, the essays arranged by Xueli are all scratched and bald, and they can't hold a few words as if they were dying. The old man feels uncomfortable watching it. How do you write a report?"

It was a propositional composition in Shang Jinling's opinion. Gao Xueli told an allusion about the relationship between the monarch and his ministers before, and then asked to write the impression after reading it. So a little difficult.

Shang Jinling wanted to laugh when he thought of the twins with lice on their buttocks, gnashing their teeth, unable to write.

"Grandpa didn't seem to be able to write a report by himself back then, right?"

Xilinghou said: "It's all written by military advisers and staff. But, Ling'er, there will be differences between what others wrote and what I mean after all. If you understand it, you can correct it. If you don't understand it, it's fatal. Especially the position of the old man, who almost caused the Shang family army to suffer a big loss because of an own goal."

"So even if my sister looks bitter and hateful, she is still doing her best to learn."

"The old man told them that what they learn is their own, and if they can't learn it, they have to rely on others, and others may not be reliable." Xiling Hou said with emotion, "Ling'er, apart from the old man who made great contributions with the old man in the Shang family army Those who are up-and-comers are more or less literate, and I have to say that they are quicker than others to lead soldiers and fight. If you are in better health and can practice martial arts with the old man, you may be better than your sisters."

"Grandpa, I'm flattered." It takes talent to reach Shang Chuqing and the others' level of martial arts.

Xiling Hou said: "It's really hard to find scholars in Shacheng, and I don't have the energy to study rituals. Otherwise, I really want all the descendants of the Shang family army to be able to read and know some characters."

Shang Jinling looked at Xilinghou in surprise, "Grandfather, you are really far-sighted for thinking of these things."

"What do you mean?" Xilinghou asked.

"I commend you for your vision."

"Look, the old man can't even understand other people's flattery!" Xilinghou laughed at himself.

As a military lord, the Marquis of Xiling felt a sense of incompatibility every time he returned to Beijing to report on his duties. The most obvious thing was that the literati spoke. He didn't understand any allusions or idioms.

Shang Qingrong was able to marry Fang Wencheng back then, why didn't the Marquis of Xiling also want to have a son-in-law who can study?

It's just that if you look away, find a well-dressed beast, don't mention it.

"I heard from Xueli that you are studying under him and plan to take the imperial examination?"

Shang Jinling replied: "Yes, if you can't achieve martial arts, you must achieve something in Wen. Otherwise, wouldn't your grandson be alone?"

"So what about idlers? Could it be that this old man can't afford to raise a grandson?" Marquis Xiling disapproved all over his face, "You child is too thoughtful, don't you think this old man despises you?"

Shang Jinling shook his head and smiled, "Ling'er has already said, I was worried before I saw you, but now I just think you love me."

"You're right to think about it this way. Reading is no easier than practicing martial arts. Ling'er, if it's for the Xiling Houfu, you don't have to push yourself too hard."

"Then what if it's for the Shang Family Army?"

The Marquis of Xiling was startled when he heard the words, "What?"

There was sincerity in Shang Jinling's eyes, and he said firmly: "In order to allow the descendants of the Shang family army to be able to study, what do you think of this reason?"

Xilinghou looked at the little grandson in front of him, and was speechless for a while, Shang Jinling met his gaze without flickering.

With big eyes and small eyes, Xilinghou finally shook his head and commented with a broken smile: "The boy is whimsical."

Shang Jin raised her eyebrows, the old man didn't believe it?

"Ling'er, the imperial examination is just the imperial examination. It's okay to try. But one has to be down-to-earth. Even if the old man has never studied, I know how many ministers who have helped the world want everyone in the world to study, but none of them succeeded. How can you compare beat them?"

Shang Jinling was not convinced: "Don't tell me, they can't do it, maybe my grandson can do it."

The Marquis of Xiling obviously felt that he was talking big words, "When I was a child, a member of the village came to open a school and set up a private school. The people can go to school as long as they pay a small amount of money. But in the end, not many people went, do you know why? ?”

Shang Jinling replied: "No matter how little Shu Xiu is, it's money. Besides, who will do the farm work after going to school?"

The Marquis of Xiling didn't expect him to say that, and his face showed surprise.

Shang Jinling's eyes were slightly smug, "In the final analysis, the common people have no surplus food in their hands, and they are too flustered and reluctant to work. Because they have faced the loess all their lives and their backs to the sky, and have never seen the vast world outside, so they don't know the importance of reading. In addition to the imperial examination for thousands of people crossing the single-plank bridge, other wealth can be created, isn't it?"

The Marquis of Xiling didn't expect that the little thing would know the truth that he had realized most of his life.

"Grandfather, I understand everything, and I also know what the choice of history will be like in the end, so I will achieve this goal step by step in a down-to-earth manner, don't worry."

The world he came from has basically achieved this goal. Compulsory education is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the illiteracy rate in major cities is almost less than one percent!How could this be whimsical?

Shang Jinling suddenly understood the significance of his time travel.

It's just that this requires not only hard work, but also opportunities. What is placed before Shang Jinling's eyes is the New Deal, and the other is whether that person counts or not.

"Grandfather, Lingling." Gao Xueli came out at this time, and after saluting to the Marquis of Xiling, he looked at Shang Jinling and asked, "How is it?"

Shang Jinling said: "Brother-in-law, I generally know that they are good students. As long as they are willing to study, they are better than anything else. Brother-in-law, just leave the younger ones to me."

"Young?" Gao Xueli was surprised, "Are you sure?"

Shang Jinling nodded.

"What are you going to do?" Xilinghou looked at them both puzzled.

Gao Xueli said: "The school lacks a teacher. I think Lingling's knowledge is completely competent, so let him teach with me. When the time comes, the young and the old will teach separately, and it will be better if they don't disturb each other."

The Marquis of Xiling suddenly realized, he said that there was no need for Shang Jinling to come, he didn't expect to be a teacher instead of a student.

Just listening to the meaning of grandson, but also want to teach children?

The Marquis of Xiling persuaded: "Children are mischievous and irritating. Lingling, you are not in good health. If you get sick due to their anger, Rong Rong will not be able to explain it. Choose the older ones, they are still obedient, no Let your sister teach you a lesson."

Gao Xueli, whose temper has been tempered, nodded.

Shang Jinling didn't care and said, "It doesn't matter, Yangyang is enough."

Great?Isn't that girl the most disobedient?

Hand skills were passed down from her grandfather and father, and children who were as old as her were left to play casually, just like reading, pulling hips like her parents!If you count on her, Shang Jinling will be disappointed if the Marquis of Xiling doesn't bury his great-granddaughter.

The Marquis of Xiling twitched the corners of his mouth, and wanted to remind him, but seeing Shang Jinling's insistence, he didn't say anything, anyway, he can always think clearly when he is embarrassed.

He could see that this little grandson was young and weak, but he had big ideas. After thinking about it, he told Gao Xueli, "Look at him."

"Grandpa, don't worry."

After a half-day class, I returned to Xilinghou Mansion in the afternoon, Shang Jinling woke up from a nap, and Shang Qingrong came.

"mother."

"How is it? Is the school interesting?"

In the past, Qian Duojin was in charge of the big and small matters of the Xilinghou Mansion, but now that Shang Qingrong has returned, this uncle happily left the affairs to her, and then went to take care of the dowry of his own [-] shops, striving to become A well-known businessman far and near, he earned a lot of property for his in-laws.

Therefore, it is not easy to be light.

Shang Jinling asked Shang Qingrong to sit down, Zijing served tea and warm water, he took a sip and said, "It's quite interesting, they are all lively, innocent and romantic, and malleable talents. I promise my brother-in-law, in my spare time Yu went to teach with him, and I took care of the children."

"Child? One as big as Yangyang?"

"Ah."

"Will it be difficult to discipline, they are all a group of monkeys."

"The skin monkey needs to be treated by a sick and weak master like me lying on the ground." Shang Jinling laughed.

Obviously, he already has an idea.

"Then try it." Shang Qingrong said and looked at Shang Jinling, hesitant to speak, and so was Lin Nanny behind her.

Shang Jinling was very puzzled, "Why, what happened in the mansion made mother embarrassed?"

Shang lightly shook his head.

"Then why are you hesitating, tell your son if you have anything to say."

Shang said lightly, "Yongliang has sent you a letter."

"Oh, who..." After the words had been spoken, Shang Jinling paused. He suddenly realized who it was, and couldn't help whispering, "So fast..."

Counting the time, it was almost as soon as his safety letter arrived, and this one replied, so positive...ahem...

Shang Qingrong was expressionless, "It's not just fast, hurry up." Under Shang Jinling's doubts, Mother Lin handed over a bulging envelope, "Master, look."

"It's so thick!" Shang Jinling exclaimed in amazement, the pouch was bulging, and it was hard for Liu Ke not to burst it.

And what exactly did you write, can you gossip a lot?

Shang Jinling asked cautiously, "Didn't Mom take it apart and take a look?"

"Will you let me see?" Shang Qingrong asked coldly.

Shang Jinling: "..." It would be too shameful if he wrote something shameful, he didn't dare to bet on that person's lower limit, after all, he was capable of climbing a wall in the middle of the night.

And Shang Jinling's silence made Shang Qingrong even more eager to stare through the envelope and see the contents inside.

"Ling'er."

"Oh my mother! Don't worry, let me read the letter first. I didn't deliberately hide it from you. What if His Royal Highness Prince Ning said something important, we can't wrong people, right?" Shang Jinling persuaded.

wronged?

Shang Qingrong sneered, then raised his chin, motioning him to take a quick look.

As someone who has experienced it, there is nothing she can't guess!

Under the watchful eye of his mother, Shang Jinling became a little nervous, took a deep breath secretly, then opened the letter, took out the thick stack of letter paper inside, and spread it out while clicking his tongue, he bet This letter must be the longest... love letter that Liu Ke has ever written in his life.

Thinking of this, his eyes drifted a little, and at the same time he was shy and curious about what kind of flowers this person could write, was it reserved or bold?

But looking at it, "Hey, no."

Shang Qingrong asked, "What?"

Shang Jinling put down the letter, "Mother, you really misunderstood Prince Ning, this is all business."

"What's the matter?"

"Yes, we left in a hurry. I discussed many things with His Highness, but I didn't have time to see the follow-up. Now that he has told me, isn't this a serious matter?" Shang Jinling said frankly, "Anyway, I didn't I saw that he was a little out of place."

Speaking of this, Shang Jinling was a little disappointed for some reason, and felt a little depressed.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he can tell Shang Qingrong, and he is confident, "If you don't believe it, you can see for yourself."

Shang Qingrong asked: "Can I see?"

"Yes, it's nothing to hide, and you won't talk nonsense." Shang Jinling passed the letter over generously, and persuaded, "Mother, you really don't have to be suspicious, we I'm not a child, I know what I should do and what I shouldn't do."

Shang Qingrong felt that she shouldn't have looked at it, but she couldn't rest assured after all, she pleaded guilty, and took it over to have a look.

After looking at it for a long time, she slowly put down the letter paper, looked at Shang Jinling with a complicated expression, "Ling'er..."

"Ok?"

Shang Qingrong originally wanted to say something, but seeing Shang Jinling's ignorance, she swallowed the words again, and said in another way: "This is also very good, it's business."

"Yes, mother..." Shang Jinling's eyes fell on the letter, and then he spread his hands, "I just flipped through it roughly, so..." Can you return it?

Shang Qingrong handed the letter back to Shang Jinling with a forced smile, and then got up, "Since there is nothing wrong, mother will leave."

"Okay, Ling'er will see you off."

"No, it's next door, what can I give you?"

Shang Jinling then slowed down.

Before going out, Shang Qingrong thought for a while but turned around and said: "Ling'er."

"Ok?"

"Since you want to take the imperial examination, you are earning a future. You must be single-minded and concentrate on this matter, and don't be distracted by other things."

Shang Jinling nodded with a smile and said, "Understood, just rest assured."

Shang walked away lightly, and as soon as he stepped out of the threshold, he couldn't restrain himself from letting out a deep breath.

Mother Lin said: "Ma'am, what's the matter? Is there something wrong with the letter? King Ning told the young master..."

Shang Qingrong shook his head, "It's all business."

Nanny Lin immediately felt relieved, "Since His Royal Highness Prince Ning is talking about official business, why should you worry too much?"

However, Shang Qingrong smiled bitterly and said: "Although they are all official affairs, they are mostly trivial matters. Madam, have you ever seen a prince who would give the matter of fiefdom to a person in detail, and he is not considered a staff member or a subordinate?" , maybe you won't see someone once in three to five years?"

Shang Qingrong bit down heavily on every detail.

"This..." Nanny Lin was suddenly speechless.

If you are afraid of revealing your friendship and don't want to bury your lovesickness deeply, you can only cover up your private affairs with official affairs.

It has to be said that Shang Qingrong, as an experienced person, saw through Liu Ke at a glance.