Little Dujuan was the first female student in the academy, and also the first Miao student. Her husband was very fond of her, almost to the point of partiality, and he would take her with him wherever he went to give lectures.
In this way, little Dujuan followed her husband to visit Confucian scholars in the town during the day, and returned to the Miao village the next night. Because she often had to deal with schoolwork, the matter of learning Gu and refining poison gradually fell into disuse.
Although she is smart, she is far from being called a genius. Many common senses that are very simple to other students are "magical tales" that little Dujuan can hardly comprehend in a short time.
How many setbacks did the king of Yelang have to go through before he understood his arrogance?
However, after a long time, other students in the college gradually realized the dullness of little Du Juan. Most of them were friends of the class for several years, and most of them had no good impressions of the sudden appearance of the pearl in their teacher's hands, so they teased little Du Juan everywhere.
When I'm around, I will deliberately talk about things in the town, or the general trend of the world outside the town.
Little Dujuan couldn't understand all these things. At this time, she would choose to listen silently and study secretly. She would not leave silently until other students showed obvious disgust towards her.
"We have known each other for so long, so it is inevitable that we will be a little reluctant to contact strangers. It will get better after a while, right?" She comforted herself, and then quickly forgot all these little things.
Little Du Juan especially likes to watch her husband play Go. The process of playing Go with others is not only a competition of chess skills, but also a confrontation of people's thoughts. She can see a person's true self from the style of chess. She also likes to listen to other people's lyrics and compositions.
Whenever someone plays a piece of music on the piano, she always has to sit and listen for a while before she feels at ease. Whether it is sadness or happiness, she can directly feel it from the tune. When the emotion is intense, she will also sing in her voice, which often surprises others.
Praise.
It can be said that instead of reciting classics, she prefers playing Go and writing poems, which are fun things to pass the time. As time goes by, the barriers between her and her disciples become more and more, and only one person is still willing to be with her.
He is the eldest son of Mr. Academy.
In fact, the two of them don't talk much, but little Du Juan cherishes this friendship as a classmate. Almost every time she returns to the Miao village, she talks to her grandma and mother several times. Occasionally she will tell the King of Miao when she sees him.
The other party made new friends at the foot of the mountain.
Don't you know that the eldest son of the academy teacher was just following orders at first? He thought that little Dujuan was ignorant and incompetent. He was just here to pass the time and never wanted to get to know her. However, one day his father gave an order and he had to obey.
Fortunately, after abandoning family feuds and ethnic strife, he seemed to have met a pure and beautiful girl.
Starting from the year of the President, nobles from these scholarly families will have to shoulder the mission of studying and becoming officials. Without exception, where has he seen such a wild girl? He gradually became impressed by the straightforwardness of the little cuckoo and her singing voice.
It is a rare memory in the monotonous student life.
After finishing their schoolwork for the day, they often patrolled by the river until nightfall. Sister at the bridge sang loudly, and Alang at the riverside sang in a low voice, which was so enviable.
But there seems to be a curse on them, and they are destined to not live in harmony for too long. Just like the song goes: "The moon looks to the south, taking away the longing." One day, they may not turn against each other, but they will definitely return.
It won't be as beautiful as it used to be.
However, a month later, all the college students in the academy suddenly gathered together one day and privately followed their husband's eldest son to confront Little Dujuan.
"Since you don't care about academics, why are you wasting your time here?"
“Being entangled with my husband all day long has left us with no chance to ask him for advice!”
"With the favor of Mr. You and the eldest son, do you think you can do whatever you want? A mere mountain girl, you are willing to study under the same class as her, but I don't want to, for fear of ruining the reputation of the academy..."
The eldest son stood silently, watching everything around him as if clouds were floating by. Only then did the little Dujuan realize that even if the other person was willing to be with him, it didn't mean that he had really let go of his prejudices.
"In their eyes, the Nu family is just a young girl." Standing in the middle of the crowd and being humiliated, little Dujuan's head began to become numb. She could clearly feel her breathing, but she always felt like she was about to suffocate.
She looked at the eldest son in a daze, praying for him to say a word for her. She was so anxious that her eyes filled with tears, hoping and hoping. Finally, when he came over, what she got was a word that was enough to make her fall into the abyss.
"You can go. The academy is really not suitable for you. This is what father means." The eldest son said calmly: "If you want to ask for advice on academic matters in the future, let's talk about it at that time."
"Okay, I'll go." After saying these words, the little cuckoo never looked back.
She was not so sad, but had a sense of joy in understanding the world - even if she tried to regain her true feelings, it was often in vain, but she had no regrets.
"If we meet them again in a foreign country one day, I will definitely face them with a smile." She expected the self to be so open-minded. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Within a few days, the Miao King became seriously ill, and he summoned the little Du Juan at night to explain.
thing.
Little Dujuan knew that her father had always been in poor health, but when this day came, she still felt unbearable sadness in her heart: "Dad!" She fell to her knees and threw herself on her father's thick palm, feeling the residue gradually draining away from it.
temperature.
"Juan'er, I already know that you were expelled from the academy. You don't have to be sad. This is actually expected."
"Dad, the slave family is not sad! The slave family is just afraid that you will really leave us..."
"In this world, money is easy to come by, but true love is hard to find. Juan'er has always been sincere in dealing with people, but she must not forget to recognize people with a keen eye. After your father's death, you must obey your mother and grandma in all matters big and small in the future, and you must not act rashly."
After saying this, King Miao fell into a long silence. His breathing was very weak, but his chest was still heaving. Seeing this, the servant quickly invited the little Dujuan out and let the follow-up minister Tuogu come in.
When father and daughter met again, it was at the funeral.
The petals of azaleas were flying all over the sky. Hundreds of young men picked all the azaleas on the mountain and threw them into the sky non-stop. For a while, it was like raining blood.
This is the unique "flower burial" custom of this Miao ethnic group, allowing the deceased to disappear with the azaleas, and be reborn in the next year to continue to bless future generations.
Du Juan watched her father's remains gradually disappear in the fireworks, remembering the past and feeling full of joy.
After that, although King Miao died, he was still alive. Everyone at that time said that the Miao girl Ajuan looked like King Miao when she was a boy. Not only was she not interested in practicing Gu, but she also repeatedly made friends with Han people, and then promoted
More and more Miao people are coming down the mountain, and more and more Han people are entering the mountain.