Chapter 4510: Mr. Mu
teasing him, and he was teasing you, and the child instantly became the center of everyone's attention.Yang Yongzhi and Chen Jinhong stood aside. Yang Yongzhi grinned with pride, his face beaming.Wh...The last fifteen minutes before school let out, Yang Ruqing arrived at the academy ahead of time.
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At that time, the school was having its last class, and the last class was calligraphy practice.
Yang Ruqing came to Mu Zichuan's classroom door and quietly peeked inside.
This is a test.
All the students in this class, and even those in the other two classes in this school, are all children at the Mengxue stage. They haven't even passed the Tongsheng exam.
Regardless of whether they are boys or girls, all children between the ages of six and twelve will be divided into three classes: small, medium, and large, based on their age.
Luo Baobei and Bingbing are already in the big class, while Mianmian and Sanyatou have stopped going to school.
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Before, I was in the same class as Mianmian, and San'ya, and all the boys from our class have also 'graduated'.
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Those whose families were willing to continue supporting their education would be sent to the town school to further their studies, preparing to become scholars and take the exam for a degree of “xiu.”
If one's family couldn't afford it, they would learn some characters and principles, then go home to help their parents with the farming or learn other skills that could make a living, such as small businesses.
Muc Ziquan is currently guiding the kindergarten children in writing.
A group of seven or eight-year-old children, sitting primly in their seats, were writing diligently and properly.
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A man in a white robe, Mu Zichuan, paced back and forth in the aisle between desks, his hands clasped behind his back.
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His gaze swept across the students' papers in front of him. Whenever he saw someone with an incorrect grip on their pen, he would promptly adjust it. If someone's writing was wrong, he would patiently correct it.
For what he writes well, he would gently stroke the student's head and give a rewarding look.
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The classroom was eerily silent, save for the scratching of brushstrokes on paper and the rustling of pine trees in the distance stirred by the mountain breeze.
This atmosphere is wonderful!
Yang Ruqing couldn't help but be a little intoxicated, sniffing the fragrance of this ink, her whole heart calmed down, and then, her breathing gradually became long, she couldn't help but yawn.
For a student like her, the classroom is truly a perfect place for a nap...
He had only yawned halfway when Mukizuka, who was crouched down helping a student in the classroom, suddenly seemed to notice something and looked up at this side.
Seeing Yang Ruqing yawning at the window, Mu Zichuan was taken aback.
Yang Ruqing was completely flustered, she hurriedly changed the position of her fingers and made a gesture towards him. Then she turned around and hurried away in a rather awkward manner towards the teacher's rest room at the back of the classroom.
Mú Zǐchuān didn't see her embarrassment and disarray. He only saw her hurried back, guessing that she might have something urgent to find him.
Then, he instructed the students a few words, got up and left the classroom. After leaving the classroom, he immediately quickened his pace towards the dormitory behind him.
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Yang Ruqing had already been standing under a pine tree at the dormitory door, waiting for him.
After taking a few deep breaths to quell the awkwardness, she calmly turned around when she heard footsteps approaching. She smiled serenely at Mukizukawa.
"Excuse me for interrupting your class." she said.
Mu Ziquan smiled faintly, “It’s alright, let the students practice calligraphy for the last class.”
Yang Ruqing glanced at the classroom and smiled, "These children are still young and naive now. If they grow up and learn that their teacher is actually a top scholar from the imperial examination, someone as brilliant as an academic master, they would surely be amazed. It would become a topic of conversation for them throughout their lives."
Mu Zichuan smiled faintly, "These children are actually mostly very intelligent, it's just a pity that they were born in these rural areas, and their family circumstances have become an obstacle for them."
Yang Ruqing also said: “In these villages and hamlets, to have a child study requires not only courage but also wealth. Besides that, the child must have talent for studying. All three are indispensable.”
“This academy has been running for ten years now, hasn't it But how many students have truly come out of here and made a difference”
"It's not that the children coming here to study are stupid, but their circumstances are limited. Because meals are provided for free, 50% of the children are actually here for the food."
"It's a win-win situation: you get fed and save food for the family, and you can learn some words and wisdom along the way. Why not"
"So, the academy had a rule that anyone who turned twelve wouldn't be accepted anymore. That's the reason." She said.
Mù Zǐchuān nodded. "During this time, while I was teaching at the academy, I also roughly figured some things out."
"Over the past decade, you and Feng Tang have been maintaining this school, which is indeed a good deed for the benefit of the local people."
“This academy, students study for free, and meals are also free. The salaries of the several teachers and workers are all borne by you and Fengtang. Your kind deed will certainly be rewarded. Believe me, what I have said today.” he said.
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Yang Ruqing smiled and shook her head. "Actually, it's not really about reporting or not reporting. At first, the school was set up to help some villagers' descendants get rid of ignorance and backwardness, so they could learn how to be good people."
“The academy could still get my older brother a job so he can support his family and have some dignity in the village.”
"Although my elder brother no longer needs this job, I've gotten used to running the school, so I'll continue to keep it open."
"When Ta and I grow old, we won't have the energy for these things anymore. Whether the school stays open, closes, or is sold will be a matter for later. Right now, as long as we are able, we will continue to carry this burden."
Muzi Chuan looked at Yang Ruqing, the admiration in his eyes deepened.
"By the way, Qing'er, are you here to pick up the baby and Feng'er School will be out soon." Mu Zichuan said again.
Upon his reminder, Yang Ruqing suddenly remembered that she had another errand to attend to.
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She took out a bundle from behind her and placed it in front of him: "Zichuan, this is what my parents asked me to bring you. The ginseng you gave us was too valuable. My father only has a common cold, he doesn't need such an expensive supplement. So they asked me to bring this to you. Your thoughtfulness is appreciated by our whole family."
Mù Zīchuān lightly furrowed his brows and said, "Where is there any reason to take back a gift that has already been given"
Yang Ruqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Zichuan, we don't need to say these things between our families, do we We all saw your filial piety to my father, and we are very touched by you. But this ginseng is really too valuable."
"No matter how precious it is, it's just an ordinary ginseng root, a mere tonic." Mu Zi川 continued.
"This gift, once given, I will absolutely not be taking back! I don't want it!" he emphasized again.
Yang Ruqing was helpless, "Zi Chuan, why are you so stubborn Let me just tell you this, my parents are both farmers. If you send my father a jar of liquor, two jin and five of pork belly, or a package of tobacco leaves, he would definitely appreciate it and accept it happily."
“You just struck with a thousand-year ginseng worth its weight in gold! My parents… they wouldn't dare accept it, nor could they!”
Upon hearing Yang Ruqing speak to this extent, Mu Zichuan frowned and pretended to be deep in thought.
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After a moment, the furrow between his brows relaxed and he reached out to accept the package that Yang Ruqing handed him.
“It was my oversight,” he said, “In that case, I’ll take this ginseng. If I didn’t, you probably wouldn’t have an easy time reporting back, would you”
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