It wasn't like this in my last life

After dinner, Song Badai was dozing off, Xinghua and Ah Fu rushed in, "Master, something is wrong, I heard that the young master is angry with the old lady, and now he is kneeling in the ancestral hall for punishment. Said to go to the family law."

In the Song and Eight Dynasties, a Jiling woke up.

"What's the trouble?" Song Badai pouted nonchalantly, putting on his shoes quickly.

Xinghua waited on him while dressing and gossiping: "I heard that the young master made the teacher so angry that he was so angry that he didn't want Shuxiu anymore. He swore 'rotten wood can't be carved' and left with a flick of his sleeve. After the old lady knew , just call the master over and scold him.” He was a little worried, “Now the old lady and the master are both angry, young master, I think we might as well go there later?”

"Did Fat Liu cry?" The corners of Song Badai's mouth rose uncontrollably, up, and up again, and then he corrected himself, "I mean big brother."

Seeing his eager expression, Xinghua knew that persuasion was fruitless.Coming back this time, Xinghua felt that her young master seemed to be a lot more cheerful and lively, and sometimes he would say a few unexpected words.I don't know why, but it's a good change.

Thinking of this, she smiled indulgently, "Let's go, the young master will watch quietly for a while so don't interrupt."

Ah Fu was left to watch the house.

Song Badai approached the old lady's Yu Jingtang with slanted feet.No one noticed them, all attention was given to Song Liudai, who was kneeling in the center and crying loudly.Song Badai gave Xinghua a look, "Shouldn't you say send him to the ancestral hall to kneel?" Xinghua shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

The old lady quickly helped him solve his doubts.

"It's not the son's fault to teach the father. I said that you vent your anger on the child with a few words. Do you think my wife is too much?" These few heart-pounding words made Song's face turn pale, and the two of them knelt down with Mrs. Li Straightforwardly, "Don't dare", even the crying and howling of Song and Six Dynasties subconsciously subsided.

The old lady sighed, "Get up, everyone, what I told you today, go back and think about it."

Father Song was obedient, and the old lady's face turned pale, and said: "Not only the brothers, but also Xi Niang and Mo Niang, don't relax. I will leave the matter to you, sir. As for the two girls, I am in Beijing. I invited a famous aunt in the teaching workshop, and the two girls will be handed over to her for training/teaching, and your daughter-in-law doesn't need to intervene."

Mrs. Li was not dissatisfied, and complied obediently.

Song Qianqian also hastily stated, "Mother, just rest assured, my son will do his best to handle this matter, and don't invite that kind of poor and pedantic old gentleman. If you want to talk about our children, it is also appropriate to invite a contemporary Confucian."

Bragging again.Song Badai quietly rolled his eyes, but was surprised to find that the old lady nodded in satisfaction.

Song Badai thought about it seriously, and felt that if he really wanted to invite a great Confucian back to Father Song, then he would have to step up his plan, even if he was trying to be hated by his aunt Li, he had to fight for the opportunity to study and practice calligraphy in the school.After the old lady made a fuss in the previous life, the Sixth and Seventh Dynasties of the Song Dynasty really began to work hard, but he himself waited until he was ten years old to read some books, and he didn't know much about it.

In this life, Song Badai has already planned for himself, as long as he can get a Jinshi in the scientific examination, then he can break away from the Song family and establish his own family.At that time, if you want to go into politics or business, you can think about it slowly. No matter what happens, your life will not be worse than your previous life.

Thinking of this, Song Badai hurriedly poked his head out of the crowd, spotted the old lady's thigh and hugged him, "The grandson will be obedient, and grandma is not angry anymore." His big deer-like eyes blinked waterily , the old lady's face instantly became soft, she put her arms around him and patted his back, "San'er is really sensible, grandma is not angry anymore, not angry anymore."

Seeing that the old lady seemed to have calmed down, Song Badai took the opportunity to make a request, "Grandmother, my grandson also wants to go to school with my brother."

The old lady seemed a little surprised, "San'er is only six years old, why do you think of going to school?"

Song Badai looked like he was racking his brains, "Do you have to be a good student to read?" Then he looked at Song Qidai, and said a little shyly: "Grandson wants to play with the second brother, so he can play together when he goes to school." gone."

Song Liudai stopped howling when Song Badai rushed over to hug his thigh. Now when he heard him mention Song Qidai, his eyes were filled with anticipation, and he stared brightly at the back of Song Badai's head.As a result, his ears froze for a long time and he didn't hear his name, so he hurriedly said: "There is also big brother, big brother."

The old lady made them laugh, and said after a while: "It is a good thing that several children are like this." Turning to Song Badai, she said: "Then when your father finds the master, San'er must study hard." Is this a tacit consent?Song Badai grinned and agreed.

Li smiled a bit reluctantly, "Mother, San'er is a bit younger after all, should we wait for two years? Don't let these two monkeys lead San'er down."

The old lady glanced at her and stopped talking, the meaning was self-evident.

Mrs. Li lowered her head to hide the reluctance on her face.

Father Song was silent for a moment, then took Li Shi's hand, "A woman's opinion, it's right to listen to my mother."

It's a deal.Song Badai was so happy that he didn't fall asleep all night, and the next day with two dark circles under his eyes, he woke up and calmed down, and began to worry about whether his aunt would do something stupid.After waiting for a few days, until Lao Song invited the old gentleman over, Mrs. Li did not move.Song Badai sighed in his heart for her patience, while raising his vigilance.

On the first day of going to school, Song Badai greeted the old lady early in the morning, and then abducted him to the main courtyard to give a lecture to Mr. Song and Mrs. Li.Mrs. Li said that he didn't have a headache, but it was Father Song who patted him on the shoulder and told him to study hard, threatening him that he would be beaten if he failed to learn.Song Badai nodded obediently, and Xiaopang Mantou's face was serious.

Father Song stretched out his hand and almost pinched it. Out of his father's majesty, he finally patted him on the head, "Go."

Song Badai carried the cloth bag made by Xinghua, and ran lightly to the school.Song Qidai has arrived, and he waved as soon as he saw him.Song Liudai came in stepping on his heels, probably having been beaten up by Fatty, but now he looked much more honest, and obediently sat down on Song Qidai's left side.

The gentleman invited by Song Lao this time is not small.It is said that the old man himself failed the imperial examinations for many years and was repeatedly defeated. Later, he simply extinguished his enthusiasm for scientific examinations and devoted himself to teaching students.Unexpectedly, it really taught him some tricks.Among his disciples was a literary champion, who suddenly became famous in a small place like Licheng, and there were as many people who invited him to give lectures as crucian carp crossing the river.Father Song spent a lot of money and made some contacts before inviting him to his home.

The old gentleman is very good at giving lectures. When we met for the first time, he gave them questions and tested them separately, and divided the three into two classes to teach.The Song Dynasty and the Seventh Dynasties looked at the boring gourd, but they were quite good at reading. They had already memorized "The Analects of Confucius" and were now starting to read the classics and history.He answered the old gentleman's questions well.The old man's face was full of surprises, and the enthusiasm that had been extinguished by Song Liudai was rekindled.

For the good seedlings of the Song and Seven Dynasties, the old man naturally focused on cultivating them.

The Sixth Dynasties of the Song Dynasty and the Eighth Dynasties of the Song Dynasty were classified into the "bad" pile of mixed good and bad. The master handed out the "San Zi Jing" and asked them to copy it by themselves.After a long time, I looked it up and saw that the old man's brows were close to pinching flies. After a long time, he calmed down and said: "How about this, you all come with the post first, and when it's almost ready, write it yourself."

Song Badai blushed with shame.

He admitted that when the old man was examining them at the beginning, he had hidden his clumsy thoughts, otherwise he wouldn't have been grouped with Song Liudai.He just copied the book, and he really worked hard to write it.He didn't have a chance to practice in his previous life. After he came back, he also wrote in front of the sand table for a while, but he didn't expect it to be such a bad handwriting.

Song and Six Dynasties didn't feel ashamed, and swung their arms as if they had escaped a catastrophe.

As soon as today's class was over, Father Song personally came over to invite the old gentleman to the table. He had done all the etiquette, and the old gentleman seemed very satisfied, and his evaluation of the children was also much gentler.The Song and Eight Dynasties said that "you are still young and need to be refined", and even the Song and Six Dynasties, the mud that can't support the wall, has become "talented but still needs to work hard."

Song Qidai was dragged to accompany the banquet.

Song Liudai slipped away a long time ago, and Song Badai went back to the yard on his short legs.

After Xinghua served the meal, she proposed to take a walk in the garden to digest food. Passing by Chunxi Hall, she could stop by to see the two sisters who were still undergoing rigorous training. "The young master didn't see it. The aunt who taught was very strict. The second girl was scolded and cried several times. Even the eldest girl, who is so tough, gritted her teeth and tried to hold on. It's really pitiful."

"Is there such a thing?" Song Badai was also curious, wondering where the coaching aunt was found. Looking at this posture, the old lady seemed to be planning some big move.

"Look at it."

The master and servant changed into crisp clothes and walked towards Chunxi Hall one after the other.

Chunxitang is located in a corner of the garden. Before entering the door, Song Badai, who was far away, saw the second sister Song Mo Niang with a three-color printed plate on her head, walking slowly, trembling every step, and the makeup on her face was crying.Although the elder sister Song Xiniang also gritted her teeth, she walked in a decent manner.The coaching aunt nodded to her, "Young lady can rest for a while."

Song Xiniang bowed without arrogance or impetuosity, and the maid who was serving beside her stepped forward to support her.Song Momiang was already tired, but now she felt extremely humiliated, wishing she could find a hole to slip in.Probably because the coaching aunt deliberately made things difficult, the resentment on her face was so obvious that even Song Badai noticed it, let alone the coaching aunt.

"Second girl can rest too." The aunt instructing turned her head to bless her, and said, "You two girls have worked hard today. Tomorrow is fasting day, and the two girls can rest for a day. The course will be adjusted from the day after tomorrow. At that time, I will part with the two girls." After speaking, it was another blessing, with the utmost courtesy.

Song Xiniang hastily returned the gift.When Song Mo Niang heard the rest, her face was full of joy, and she also saluted hastily.

After the coaching aunt left, Song Badai came forward to say hello.