Chapter 396: Copying scriptures? No!
After finishing the meal, King Ping An made gestures and wrote, saying that he was now studying at Yingchun Academy.
Previously, he worked in the fields with the poor students in the academy. At the end of the day, the skin on his hands was worn out.
He also "said" that he had benefited a lot from his days at Yingchun Academy and his mentality had improved a lot.
He did not say what the specific benefits would be.
Because it’s not clear.
It's also because Qi Rongrong doesn't understand.
In fact, after every experience activity, the masters of the academy would hold a bonfire summary meeting after dark.
A group of people were sitting around a campfire, and the Master would ask a question.
For example: If you become the head of agriculture in the future, how can you feed and clothe the people who farm the land?
Everyone is thinking wildly and expressing their own opinions.
Once he makes a mistake, the people next to him will immediately seize on his loopholes, and the two sides will talk fiercely and argue back and forth.
When children from aristocratic families make common-sense mistakes about not understanding the farming season and farming practices, poor students will jump in to correct their fallacies...
The Master would also ask: If you become an upright official and your mother is sick, and you have no money to buy medicine, but someone brings money to your door, I just ask you to show some favoritism...
Do you accept the money or not?
The poor students were obviously embarrassed and silent.
Everyone in their hearts wanted to say "take it", but they were too embarrassed to say it out loud.
They know subconsciously whether they can do such a thing or not.
But at this time, the children of the aristocratic family said righteously: "Of course I won't accept it."
"The family has arranged for the concubines to learn to do business and make money early. They have strong financial resources and will not be in such embarrassing situations..."
"If you don't have long-term worries, you will always have immediate worries. We have known this for a long time."
But the master asked again: "What if you are that poor official? You have no family support and no money to buy medicine?"
This time, the children of the aristocratic family also fell silent.
They had never been so embarrassed.
Each time the "official status, status, and family background" assumed by the students will change.
The Master tried to guide all students to try to think from others' perspective.
Think from the perspective of officials, and also think from the perspective of the lowest level people...
The children of aristocratic families who had received the most orthodox college education initially looked down upon Yingchun Academy.
They don't adapt and feel too hopeless.
As a child of a noble family, why do you need to do farming work yourself?
However, poor students think this is a pie in the sky: If they can take the imperial examination in their lifetime, they will be the best, so how can they want to become such a big official?
But as time went by, they became more and more aware that this kind of training and teaching would allow them to truly understand how to assist the emperor in governing the country...
Each of them is gradually able to see their own strengths and weaknesses.
They also saw the parts of themselves that should grow, and began to take the initiative to ask for advice from the people next to them.
When autumn began, these people were shocked to discover that the questions they had discussed seriously around the campfire were actually similar to the exam questions.
Compared with the examinations of the previous dynasties, which specifically asked questions from a subset of classics and history, as well as from the Grand Avenue, Emperor Tianwu's examination questions were all related to the national economy and people's livelihood.
From how to support the elderly, to how to educate children, to how ordinary people have enough food and clothing...
The students from the nearby colleges were all numb when they saw the question, but the students from Yingchun College were all ecstatic.
I know this question!
The student who once aspired to be a civil servant suddenly came up with a bold idea: If the exam questions were all like this, maybe I could also imagine being a Jinshi?
Ping An Wang, a mute student who did not need to attend Qiu Wei, unexpectedly had the chance to "find his mother as a tadpole" today and was brought to Qi Rongrong's yard.
He looked at his pampered mother and felt jealous for a moment, but then he felt relieved.
Emotionally: So angry! How unfair!
The courses at Yingchun Academy made him realize: This is not right.
You are not living a good life, so you want your mother to have a bad life too?
He also secretly tried to think from his mother's perspective.
He looked down on his mother who abandoned her husband and son for a good life, but if his mother didn't enter the palace, where would he be?
After my mother entered the palace, I actually had no choice in life...
What can she do?
The things that I have been thinking about day and night since I was a child were completely overturned at Yingchun Academy.
He was completely confused at this time.
After eating and drinking, mother and son talked about their lives after goodbye. As I talked, I laughed, and as I talked, I cried again.
Qi Rongrong was not firm in her decision at first, but he made her laugh and cry sometimes.
After the mother and son were done crying, it was time to have dinner.
After the sumptuous dinner, Scar, the director of the Salesian Home, stood quietly in the courtyard.
King Ping An understood: It’s time for him to go.
Coming here for two meals is already a great gift. How can I expect to live here anymore?
Not long after King Ping An left with Dean Scar, Fu Chenan came over.
He was dressed in sapphire blue robes and looked refreshing and handsome.
The moment Qi Rongrong saw Fu Chenan, her whole body froze.
She stood up and wanted to kowtow, but felt that she shouldn't kowtow.
How can a mother kowtow to her son?
But now I am a commoner, and the person in front of me is the prince...
When she hesitated, Fu Chenan waved his hand and took the initiative to sit down first: "Mom, you sit down too."
Qi Rongrong quickly sat down as if she had been granted amnesty.
"An'er, I heard that the Crown Princess gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl?"
Fu Chenan nodded: "Yes."
Gao Da's handsome son sat squarely on the chair, seemingly stable, but the fists on his knees were clenched tightly, showing obvious nervousness.
Qi Rongrong glanced at Fu Chenan's fist and murmured: "I wish I could take a look..."
Seeing Fu Chenan shaking his head, she quickly changed her words: "I asked someone to buy snacks and milk tea today. Can you try it?"
The milk tea is sold in Qingbuliang shop in Beijing, and it tastes great.
She drinks it almost every day lately.
When the snacks and milk tea were served, Qi Rongrong chattered again.
"Your father asked someone to bring me gold, hair, noodles, and clothing yesterday. He also said that from now on, I can eat and wear whatever I want here..."
"How much food and clothing can I eat and wear in a day by myself?"
"I'm just thinking about you..."
If it was normal, Fu Chenan would only have one thought in his mind: She was being miserable again and was trying to find a way to make demands.
But today he deliberately did not refute, but waited patiently for her to finish.
Unexpectedly, after Qi Rongrong said this, she did not say the next sentence, "It would be great if you could give it to me..."
Fu Chenan:?
She doesn't want anything?
Facing Qi Rongrong's eager to please look, Fu Chenan's mind flashed to the image of Xiao Yingchun breastfeeding.
Perhaps Qi Rongrong had looked at herself with such loving kindness when she was feeding her?
Even once?
His throat was sore: "Don't look at it, kid."
"I came here today to tell you in person that I am a father..."
I'm a father.
Qi Rongrong's heartbeat suddenly dropped.
In my impression, when he was crying and telling me not to leave, he was still a tough-minded brat.
In the blink of an eye, I became a father too...
There was also a rare surge of regret in her heart.
"If mother had not left you, you and I wouldn't be in this situation today."
"Mom took the wrong path herself. I don't blame you for placing me here..."
Fu Chenan's eyes were sore, but he was unwilling to cry in front of her. He stood up hastily, not daring to look at Qi Rongrong.
"If you really repent, just copy some Buddhist scriptures."
If you cultivate your moral character well and understand the principles, you will have no worries.
Qi Rongrong's eyes widened instantly: What? ? ?
No!
She didn't want to copy it, not even a word.
But in this situation, she couldn't say no...
(End of chapter)