Chapter 13
"What! Her... Madam came to teach Brother Qing how to read?"
Hearing that his son's teacher had changed from a famous teacher to Lin Yunwan, the handkerchief in Ge Baoer's hand was about to be torn.
She asked tactfully: "Didn't you agree to hire famous teachers outside before? Why did it suddenly change?"
Lu Zhengliu told her: "It's difficult to hire a famous teacher in the Lord's mansion."
As for the difficulty, I did not tell Ge Baoer in detail.
She didn't need to know, and he didn't want her to know.
Ge Baoer pursed his lips.
She has been in Wudinghou Mansion for a while. Although her life with the old lady was a little dull, this kind of dullness was also a source of wealth that she could not imagine before.
How come the Lu family can't even hire a famous teacher?
"Madam is usually in charge of such a large prince's mansion, and she also has to teach two children to study. I'm just afraid... will Madam be too busy?"
Lu Zhengliu glanced at her and said in a deep voice, "It was only after my grandmother and I begged her hard that she agreed to teach Brother Qing."
Ge Baoer felt incredible.
Why would the Lu family let Lin Yunwan come to teach Brother Qing?
Could she teach better than a famous teacher?
Knowing that Ge Bao'er didn't understand this, Lu Zhengliu patiently explained in two sentences: "Yun Wan is good at handwriting and has been familiar with the Five Classics of Western Literature since she was a child. She is no worse in learning than men who entered the imperial examination. You don't have to worry too much about this. "
Ge Baoer really didn't understand.
But she knew that if she continued talking, he might lose his patience.
She laughed out loud: "Your Majesty, I don't doubt Madam's knowledge. To say the least, even if I don't understand Madam's power, I believe that you and Old Madam will not make fun of Brother Qing's future."
"Um."
The two of them were in the small Buddhist hall of Yushou Hall, where a fifteen-inch-tall Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva stood.
A bronze incense burner, with three burnt incense sticks inside the burnt ashes.
In such a clean and private place, the man in front of her was tall and handsome. He was her childhood sweetheart, and she had a lovely and smart son with her.
Ge Baoer lowered his head and shyly hooked up Lu Zhengliu's sleeve.
This reminded Lu Zhengliu of when they were children in Liyang, in the fields, in the mountains and forests, under the morning and sunset, she looked like this.
It's just that he has been exhausted mentally and physically these past few days. It's only now that he has settled the matter of his son's enlightenment that makes him feel a little more relaxed, but he is indeed tired.
His tone was very gentle: "The old lady will arrange for Brother Qing to come over and see you later."
"Really?"
"Really. You and Brother Qing have a good time together, I'll go back first."
"Brother Azheng..."
Ge Baoer's mood went up and down, and he reluctantly watched Lu Zhengliu leave.
Not long after, Brother Qing did come over to say hello to the old lady.
Mother and son hugged each other in the old lady's upper room. Madam Lu went to the Buddhist hall to offer incense, leaving only Yan's mother standing guard at the door of the upper room, listening to the conversation between mother and son.
Ge Baoer cried with joy after not seeing him for many days. Of course, what he cared about most was whether his son was in good health.
"Let mom take a look."
She held her son's face, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile: "Brother Qing, you have gained weight and become whiter than before."
Brother Qing smiled.
After Ge Baoer was happy, he asked Brother Qing: "How are you doing in the house?"
Brother Qing nodded solemnly and became very happy when he mentioned the matter in the front yard.
The young men in charge of the front yard will look at their faces and know that both the old lady and the prince love the young master and dote on him very much.
He was young, and a group of people took good care of him and played with him. He had everything he wanted, with clothes on his back, food on his hands, and food on his lips.
For a child, such a day could not be happier.
"If you are happy, mother is happy too."
At this moment, Ge Baoer felt that it was worthwhile to return to Lu Zhengliu.
There was a figure outside the window, which was obvious in the candlelight.
Ge Baoer recognized it, it was Yan's mother.
So she secretly asked Brother Qing about Lin Yunwan.
Brother Qing's eyebrows suddenly drooped.
Ge Baoer's heart dropped to the ice, and he asked in a panic: "Did Madam bully you?"
Brother Qing shook his head.
He knew in his heart that it didn't seem like bullying.
"Miss Bao'er, the old lady is coming back after paying homage to the Buddha."
Yan’s mother is urging her outside.
Ge Baoer responded, and not long after, the old lady came in with Yan's mother, and she had to go back to her yard.
She tossed and turned in the side room.
Although Lin Yunwan didn't know Brother Qing's true identity, her first impression of Brother Qing was not good after all.
What's even more worrying is, can Lin Yunwan really teach Brother Qing well?
No matter what, she would never sit still and wait for death.
On the second day, Ge Baoer still got up early and made breakfast for Mrs. Lu.
She is really good at cooking. She was able to support herself and her son with her cooking skills in the past, which was enough to show off to the old lady.
"I'm used to eating heavy food in the house, but if I eat these light food occasionally, I feel better in my stomach and heart."
Mrs. Lu had eaten well and was in a good mood. She complimented Ge Baoer casually.
Ge Baoer pursed his lips and smiled: "If you like it, Baoer will do it for you every day from now on."
She had sincerely served the old lady, and this was considered a reward, and she was happy from the bottom of her heart.
Mrs. Lu moved to another place to sit, holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, but her heart was not at peace. She involuntarily raised her head and glanced in the direction of Chuisi Hall.
She murmured: "The two brothers must have passed by now..."
Yan's mother glanced at the time and said, "Almost two quarters of an hour has passed."
Ge Baoer was also very nervous.
She brought tea in and said to Madam Lu: "I believe Madam will treat everyone equally. You have tea."
Mrs. Lu looked at her, took the tea, and said calmly: "Do you really think so?"
"real."
Madam Lu looked at her.
Ge Baoer lowered his head in silence, wore a veil, and stood quietly aside.
Chuisi Hall packed up a side room and used it as a place for the two of them to attend classes.
The veil inside is flowing, and the green bamboo outside the window is faintly exuding the fragrance of ink.
Today is the first day of class. Lin Yunwan did not tell them anything too complicated, but just showed them the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
"Hu brush, Hui ink, rice paper, Duan inkstone."
These are the most famous Western treasures of the study.
"Although students are only allowed to write in the 'Guange style' in the imperial examination, if you want to write well, you need to learn all five styles. Seal script, official script, regular script, running script and cursive script, all must be learned."
This is basic writing knowledge.
Lin Yunwan's voice was calm and gentle, and she spoke unhurriedly.
Lu Changgong listened very carefully, even though he was very sleepy.
Thinking about the first day of class with Madam, they both didn't sleep well last night. They came on time, but they couldn't stop talking.
Brother Qing held back tears in his eyes.
"That's it for today."
Lin Yunwan guessed the reason why they were sleepy, so she ended the first class early without intending to make things difficult.
Lu Changgong and Brother Qing stood up at the same time and bowed to her.
"Pingye, peach leaf."
Two maids came over with the case tray.
Lin Yunwan said: "This is your initiation gift."
Their eyes shone.
The maids put things in front of them, two things, a writing brush made using the method of making rice dumplings, and a jade pendant with a swan carved on it.
"This rice dumpling is homophonic to 'must win'. I wish you two will definitely win the imperial examination in the future. I also hope that you will have great ambitions in the future."
Brother Qing looked curious and immediately picked up the pen rice dumpling to look at it.
It’s so new, but I’ve never seen it before!
Moreover, when he was initiated into enlightenment at the age of five in the countryside, there was no initiation ceremony. Neither his mother nor the teacher gave him an initiation gift.
"The ambition of the swan..."
Lu Changgong picked up the jade pendant and held it in both hands.
He said to Lin Yunwan respectfully, "Thank you, mother. My son will keep it in mind."
Lin Yunwan nodded gently towards him.
After Lu Changgong returned, he strung up the jade pendant with a rope and wore it on his body. Bi Zong was not willing to eat it, so he kept it in the room.
Brother Qing was naughty and didn't eat lunch, so he went to play in the longevity hall.
The old lady is taking a rest.
Ge Baoer went to the Bisha cupboard to find Brother Qing.
Brother Qing took out the pen rice dumpling and smiled: "Mom, guess what this is."
Ge Baoer smiled: "Isn't this a pen?"
Brother Qing shook his head: "It's a rice dumpling, mother. It's my initiation gift from my mother."
Mother? He screamed so smoothly!
When he saw his son, he immediately wanted to peel off the rice dumplings and eat them.
Ge Baoer quickly held down his hand and said, "Don't eat it!" It was just a rice dumpling. Can it please her son by making it look fresh?
Brother Qing was stunned.
Ge Baoer said confidently: "Mom will make you something more fun and delicious than this. I don't want this."
Although Brother Qing was sorry, he still threw away the pen rice dumpling.
He didn't dare to throw it away in Yushou Tang, so he threw it on the way back to the front yard. The steward picked it up and brought it to Lu Zhengliu.
"Your Majesty, the pen rice dumpling will definitely hit the target. What a good idea. I don't know which young master actually threw it away."
Lu Zhengliu turned to the front yard.
This was the first time he went to his son's yard.
