Yao Anhong suddenly felt bad: What, this doctor is living in the house?
What do you mean, is he going to keep running?
Unfortunately, Gu Qingling did not ask his opinion and directly ordered the maid to take Yao Anhong to take a bath.
In the bathroom that had been prepared long ago, the wooden bucket for bathing was filled with flower petals, and the hot water was steaming like mist.
I don't know if it was Yao Anhong's misunderstanding, but after just soaking for a while, his arms were no longer tired, his legs were no longer sore, and he had never felt better.
Yao Anhong couldn't help but murmur in his heart: Is running really so useful?
Gu Qingling:......
It’s not that running helps, it’s because I’ve been drinking “spiritual spring”!
You silly boy, if it weren't for the fact that you are my only grandson, humph, I wouldn't be willing to give you such a good thing.
Yao Anhong, who was unaware of this, only felt that his energy was better and his taste was better.
After a simple breakfast, he met his husband, Mr. Zhou, a somewhat old-fashioned scholar.
Originally, there was more than one gentleman named Yao Anhong, but after the decline of the Yao family, one of them wanted to move to Yunyang City. One of them found an excuse and left, leaving behind Mr. Zhou, who was a bit old-fashioned and had no other place to go.
Yao Anhong has been studying with him for some time. He is quite knowledgeable, but his behavior is a bit rigid and not very likable.
Mr. Zhou’s class method is also old-fashioned, that is, asking students to memorize by rote, and then explain the content after Yao Anhong has memorized it.
It cannot be said that what Mr. Zhou said is wrong, but it may not be suitable for children.
Yao Anhong's ability to keep up with his progress is all due to "self-efforts."
If you think about it, you will know that a gentleman who doesn't know how to adapt, a student who is not in good health and only knows how to study hard, Yao Anhong can't become academically outstanding, so he can get by.
Mr. Zhou didn't know his own reasons. He only felt that this second young master Yao was "more than diligent but not very intelligent", and he didn't teach very carefully and seemed to be muddle along.
The place where the class was held was suddenly changed from Yao Anhong's courtyard to Old Taijun's courtyard. Mr. Zhou was a little uncomfortable for a while.
"What's going on? Old lady, do you think I didn't teach you well?" Mr. Zhou frowned, obviously not happy.
Anyone who is doing well in class will not feel too comfortable if not only the location of the class has changed, but there are also people coming to "supervise" the progress of the class.
Opposite me, Gu Qingling smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou, you misunderstood. The main reason is that Brother Hong is not in good health. We discussed it at home and asked the doctor for his opinion. We want Brother Hong to add some exercise classes and exercise."
Health. But you also know that Brother Hong is very sick and runs and jumps all of a sudden. He is afraid that his body will not be able to bear it, so he invited his husband to come to my class so that I can take care of him..."
Of course, Gu Qingling would never admit it. In fact, she also wanted to take some classes.
While looking at how classes are conducted in this era, we will make some targeted adjustments to Yao Anhong according to the situation.
As the only male child of the third generation of the Yao family, Gu Qingling had to pay some attention to Yao Anhong even if she didn't want to. If there was hope for training, she could breathe a sigh of relief; if it really didn't work, she could have done it earlier.
Intend.
"Exercise class? What kind of exercise?" Mr. Zhou had never heard of any exercise class before, and the one about "running and jumping" made him a little unhappy.
A scholar who studies hard only runs and jumps around, which is simply degrading to being polite!
If Yao Anhong hadn't been in poor health and Gu Qingling had specified whether it was to "exercise" Yao Anhong's body or to seek the doctor's advice, he would have definitely scolded Gu Qingling for being "nonsense."
"That means learning Wu Qin Xi, practicing bows and arrows, riding horses and so on." Gu Qingling smiled and picked up the book bag, ""Zhou Rites" said that raising a country's son with the Tao is the six skills taught: the first is the Five Rites, the second is the
Six Le, three is called Five Shooting, four is called Five Yu, five is called Six Books, and six is called Nine Numbers. In the past, Brother Hong was young, so I didn’t care about this gentleman’s Six Arts or anything like that, but now he is getting older.
It’s time to pick up these things slowly. I don’t expect him to be a gentleman who knows all six arts, he can just practice one or two.”
Mr. Zhou opened his mouth but could not refute.
In his opinion, scholars should read books carefully and not talk about other nonsense. But the old lady had already brought out "Zhou Rites", so he really couldn't say anything, so he could only nod his head gloomily.
Mr. Zhou started class, and Gu Qingling sat behind Yao Anhong and listened.
At first, Mr. Zhou felt a little awkward, but he was the one who paid for it, and he only had Yao Anhong as a student, so he could only talk slowly, and by the end of the story, he had forgotten the existence of Gu Qingling.
He sat on it, shaking his head, as if he was talking "reasonably".
Below, Gu Qingling frowned slightly.
But she didn't speak.
After a while, Mr. Zhou finished speaking and asked Yao Anhong to answer questions.
Yao Anhong secretly complained. Normally, it would be fine if he didn't understand. He was the only student and he could ask questions at any time. But it was different now. The old lady was sitting behind him. As a result, the husband talked for a long time, but he was still confused and couldn't answer.
When your husband asks a question, the old lady won't think that he is an "idiot" who can't even answer such a question, right?
"Young Master Yao?" Mr. Zhou waited for a long time and when no one spoke, he blinked his eyes.
Yao Anyou lowered his head, blushing a little, and said, "I'm sorry, sir, the student is stupid."
It means, I'm sorry, sir, the student can't answer, why don't you explain it again?
Mr. Zhou glanced at him, and then glanced at Gu Qingling reflexively: Oops! He forgot that the old lady was listening while he was talking. Is it too late to make amends now?
"Ahem! Sir, this question is a bit difficult. It is beyond the scope of your study. Sir, I will ask a simpler one..." Mr. Zhou covered it up and changed the question to the one he talked about yesterday.
He thought, now, Master Yao Er can finally answer it, right?
Yao Anhong could indeed answer it, but his face became even hotter because he was not stupid. When he heard this question, he knew why Mr. Zhou changed the question.
To put it bluntly, Mr. Zhou disliked him for not studying well and was afraid that he would not be able to answer new questions, so he asked a question that he had talked about yesterday.
Now it's good, he answered the question completely, that is...
Having deceived the old lady in this way, Yao Anhong felt a little guilty.
The whole morning's class passed like this.
Gu Qingling followed the old plan and stayed with Mr. Zhou for dinner to thank him for his continuous contribution to Yao Anhong. As for her dissatisfaction with Mr. Zhou's class, she did not mention it at all.
After seeing off her husband, Gu Qingling called Yao Anhong to her side and asked him to take a walk with her.
The maid and grandson walked in front, while the maid and her servants kept some distance apart in order to leave enough space for the master, and fell far behind.
