The daily routine of wearing a book and abusing literature to cultivate a scholar and Xiaoxianggong

Chapter 9 Xianggong's Lecture is So Serious
After Li Xiaodao explained, Pei Zhiqi realized that what the lady was talking about was soap for laundry.

He took out a brown-yellow thing from the basket: "Use this to wash, it's called soap."

The lady has never done rough work since she was a child, so it's normal not to know.

Li Xiaodao was a little surprised, isn't this just soap?
She took it over and smelled it, and it was still fragrant.

The ancients are still very powerful, and this spice smells genuine, not the smell of chemical essence, although the fragrance is light but not greasy, it smells very comfortable.

Pei Zhiqi worked quickly. After one piece of clothing was wiped with soap and beaten, it was put aside and the next one was washed.

Have you never eaten pork or seen a pig run?Li Xiaodao took the clothes that Xianggong had beaten, put them in the river to rinse them, and then put them into a clean basin.

"Young lady learns so fast," Pei Zhiqi praised with a smile.

The two had a great time washing clothes.

The few people who washed clothes upstream from them also chatted happily.

"Before Pei Xiucai got married, she came to the river to wash clothes by herself, why did she still wash clothes by herself after marrying a daughter-in-law—"

"Who says it's not!" Several people laughed together after saying this sentence.

"That's because he loves his daughter-in-law. If this soap sticks to his hands, his hands will become rough. He doesn't want his wife to suffer. Pei Xiucai is really a good man!"

"Who said no!"

"We also want to have a husband who will take good care of us, but we don't have this life!"

"Who says it's not!" Everyone laughed every time they said a word.

Although they were far away, Pei Zhiqi and Li Xiaodao could hear clearly.

That's why Pei Zhiqi didn't want his wife to come. Although everyone was polite on the surface, the Pei family was often talked about behind the scenes. He didn't want his wife to hear these gossips.

"My lady... I'll do it next time. You wait for me at home."

"Huh? Why? I want to try hammering clothes next time. It looks very decompressive."

"But..." Pei Zhiqi glanced in the direction of the source of the gossip, and frowned.

Li Xiaodao knew what Xianggong meant, but he laughed loudly and replied: "What are they talking about now? Not only do I not need to wash clothes, but also Xianggong cooks for me every day, and Xianggong gives me jade hairpins and buys them for me." I bought a book worth five taels of silver!"

Li Xiaodao spoke very loudly, and she ensured that the laundry people over there could hear clearly.

Pei Zhiqi couldn't help laughing, as expected of a lady.

When Li Xiaodao's words were passed on, the other side changed the subject angrily, and began to talk about whose relatives were more powerful.

After washing the clothes, the young couple happily talked and laughed and went back.

*

Life was peaceful and quiet, and many days passed.

Li Xiaodao underestimated the difficulty of reading stereotyped essays, and it took her these days to understand few of them.

I learned the ancient Western language very smoothly. After all, I have a foundation. I can clarify the problems of letter substitution and word order, and then memorize it by heart, and I can improve every day.

On this day, the grandson of the village chief and two other students came to find Xianggong to guide them with their homework.

The children came in the afternoon. The grandson of the village head was the youngest, only seven or eight years old, and the other two children looked about ten years old.

Around the age of ten is the critical age for being a scholar, so if family conditions permit, some students will ask other teachers to guide them outside of their studies.

Although Pei Zhiqi is not a well-known master, he still has a certain reputation for being the first in the examination at the age of 12, so from time to time, parents will send their children to him to tutor their homework.

Xianggong was studying in the study room when he heard the doorbell and Li Xiaodao went out and opened the courtyard door. The three children clapped their hands together when they saw her, danced playfully and circled around her, and shouted loudly: "It's the mistress! We have a mistress!" Mistress! Mistress!"

The little kids must have discussed it with the three of them before knocking on the door.

Li Xiaodao let them in with a smile: "You mischievous little guys, your little mouths are so sweet, I'll give each of you a candy later. Your husband is in the study, go over quickly!"

"There's candy! There's candy to eat!" The three little guys jumped up happily again. Candy is a very precious snack. Usually, parents are rarely willing to buy it for themselves. This time they are really happy to be jumping and jumping!
Li Xiaodao watched the three little guys enter the study, thinking that Xianggong would be thirsty after lecturing for a long time, so he went back to the house to pour tea.

When she entered the study with tea, she found that the three little boys who had been mischievous just now were standing in a row in an orderly manner, quietly, and all the mischievous energy just now was gone.

Li Xiaodao didn't make a sound, put down his tea and went out quietly.

Xianggong's expression was very serious. He was checking the completion of the homework left by the first student - the village head's grandson - last time.

"The handwriting is too scribbled, I need to practice my handwriting," Pei Zhiqi said in a calm but dignified tone.

"There is a wrong word here," Pei Zhiqi circled it with a pen.

After delivering the tea, Li Xiaodao sat on the recliner outside and watched, feeling so frightened by the little troublemaker pointing out that he was about to cry.

He may have guessed how many times he would be fined to write after returning home, so the little face looked so sad.

When it was the turn of the other two older children, they seemed more nervous than the village chief's youngest grandson.

The two of them had already started to write essays, and Pei Zhiqi took a little longer to correct.

"There is a mistake in the rhyme here, and there is a discrepancy between the level and the toe. The rhythm of the level and the tones is the foundation, and there must be no mistakes. As long as you are diligent in memorizing, you will be able to reduce mistakes."

"Yes, sir," the student replied obediently.

"This topic is a bit shallow. 'Whatever enters the goods will also come out'. If we only connect with the previous sentence 'Where the words come out, the same will enter', if we only solve the topic from the aspect of personal cultivation and morality, then It’s like repeating what the ancients said. Not only does it lack your own insights, but it’s also too superficial. Nowadays, the Holy One likes to be pragmatic and dislikes vanity. You can start thinking from the point of governing the country and see if there are other solutions to this topic method."

"Yes..." the student clasped his hands tightly together, lowered his head and replied in a low voice.

The way Xianggong lectures is really charming.

Li Xiaodao looked at the students taught by Xianggong, and at the same time his mind was wandering, and he began to think wildly.

If he is a father, he must be a strict father.

There seemed to be pictures in his mind, Mr. Xianggong held a ruler in one hand behind his back with a straight face, and asked a child how old he was, who sneaked out to play and didn't write any words that should be written. Do you know what's wrong?

The child was so wronged that he wanted to cry. He secretly looked at his mother next to him and asked for help with his eyes, but the mother could only helplessly shake her head at him, expressing that Daddy was really angry and Mom couldn't help you.

The child had no choice but to admit his mistake obediently, and stretched out his two little hands to accept the punishment.

The small theater in his head was so excited that Li Xiaodao didn't know that a bewildered smile appeared on his face.

When she came back to her senses, her face was slightly hot, what was she thinking?
I just felt that Pei Zhiqi, a good man, was too pitiful to be murdered, so I just wanted to save him, and I didn't have any impure thoughts.

It's scary to be cranky.In the future, we must resolutely put an end to random thinking.

(End of this chapter)