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Jiang Pengji was stunned for a moment, then said mysteriously, "Being mentally retarded is an illness related to the brain. It is stubborn and difficult to cure."
Feng Jin did not understand at first, but when he thought about what Jiang Pengji had said, he suddenly understood that the girl was mocking him again.
Although the authority of the monarchs in this era was becoming less and less dignified and was being hindered by the aristocratic families in various aspects, in the end, it was still the Emperor who reigned supreme.
Feng Jin wasn't very old, but he sternly admonished, "Nian Lanting is still young and insensible. Just treat these words as the words of a child. There's no harm in listening to them. However, if you enter the officialdom in the future and continue to speak so carelessly, there will be people who will make things difficult for you."
Liu Heng was naturally willing to raise both his hands and feet in support of this point. As his cousin, he was very worried about his unruly and unruly cousin.
He had originally wanted to teach him a lesson in private when he got home, but Feng Jin took the initiative to point it out. It saved him the trouble of arguing with Jiang Pengji.
Jiang Pengji smiled without saying a word. She had no concept of entering the bureaucracy and did not care about it.
After that, Feng Jin deliberately asked some questions about her studies. It was not difficult, and Jiang Pengji relied on Liu Lanting's memory to answer 70% of the questions.
Feng Jin suddenly changed the topic and said to Liu Heng, "Forgive me for being blunt. Although the family school is not bad, Lanting's studies here will be delayed."
The family school itself was a huge investment with no short-term returns. It was like a bottomless pit. Most of the time, it was to take care of the poor clansmen who were short of money. The teachers were enough to teach the children, but if they wanted to further their studies, they had to go outside to study.
Jiang Pengji said, "I've only studied in the family school for a few days. I've hired a teacher to teach me at home. But I'm not talented enough to live up to the teacher's teachings. Not only did I not learn much from him, but I also made a fool of myself. "
Liu Heng listened and agreed with Feng Jin's words. He had always felt that his cousin was intelligent and sensible, but he was a bit introverted and did not like to talk or play with others.
His studies were mediocre. It must have been due to his previous experience in the family school and the lack of guidance from the teachers.
Feng Jin continued to ask, "May I know who the teacher is?"
Jiang Pengji did not understand, but before she could answer, Liu Heng said, "It's Wei Yuan, Wei Gongcao."
Jiang Pengji's current master's surname was Wei, and his first name was Yuan.
In Liu Lanting's memory, the teacher was very strict and would scold her for the slightest mistake. The young girl was afraid of him.
"No wonder. So it's Mr. Wei Yuan …" Feng Jin had a look of understanding on his face.
He was young, but he was familiar with all the famous Confucian scholars and scholars, not to mention Wei Yuan, who was talented but resigned due to his personality. In his eyes, Wei Yuan was a wonderful person who would fire his superiors if he didn't agree with him.
He spoke bluntly and shook his head. "Mr. Wei Yuan is indeed talented, but he is not suitable for Lanting. If possible, it would be better for you to find another teacher. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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Based on that night alone, Feng Jin could tell that Jiang Pengji was not someone who would be content with the status quo. Learning from the rigid and strict Wei Yuan, the master and disciple pair would sooner or later fall out due to disagreements or other reasons, unless one of them was willing to compromise.
But was that even possible?
Wei Gongcao was stubborn and unyielding. He would fire his superior, not to mention Liu Lanting, who was only his student.
"Find another teacher?"
Liu Heng did not expect Feng Jin to say something like that. He was put in a difficult position.
In this era, a teacher for a day, a father for life was not as simple as it seemed. Jiang Pengji, on the other hand, did not show much of an expression.
Feng Jin smiled. "Mr. Yuanjing is opening an academy in Langye County. If you are interested, you can give it a try."
"Mr. Yuanjing?" Liu Heng was surprised at first, but he could not suppress the joy on his face. "Huaiyu, are you serious?"
Jiang Pengji listened quietly, and information about Mr. Yuanjing popped up in her mind.
Speaking of which, this was also a setting that was very much like Tom Sue's Prince Charming. He was the dream lover of all the girls in Dongqing and the other four countries.
Mr. Yuanjing was a great scholar in Dongqing.
He was born with auspicious signs, and his childhood experience was even more extraordinary. He met a deity at the age of seven and was blessed by the deity, who cleansed his marrow and changed his bones.
Before he reached his twenties, he was already well-versed in astronomy and geography. He was proficient in the Five Elements, Eight Trigrams, Qimen, and Dunjia. He was also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. He was even proficient in agriculture and water conservancy. He knew business and military strategy. He was a walking demon.
This great scholar became famous eight years ago when he argued with the envoys of the three tribes of the Northern Borderline. Not only did he demand the return of the Three Cities, he even made the envoy who came for the peace talks vomit three liters of blood. He died after a few days of recuperation … His words could really kill someone!
Since then, he had become famous!
While Jiang Pengji watched the drama unfold, Liu Heng's cousin was a little nervous.
"It's not that I don't believe in Lanting, but she's still young. She was held up by the family school for four years. Later, Mr. Wei Yuan taught her at home, but she still fell behind in her studies. I'm afraid she won't be able to do well in her studies. How can she become Mr. Yuanjing's disciple?"
There was only one Master Yuanjing, but students who wanted to learn from him could line up from Dongqing to Xichang. There were too many monks and too little porridge.
Master Yuanjing's fangirls were too powerful. How could the petite Lanting overcome so many obstacles and finally become Master Yuanjing's disciple?
Liu Heng was biased towards his cousin, but he knew how unrealistic it was for her to get a place.
However, if she could really become Master Yuanjing's disciple, the benefits would be huge. It would be enough for his cousin to benefit for the rest of his life.
Feng Jin looked at Jiang Pengji meaningfully. "I don't have much confidence if it's someone else, but if Lanting goes, all she has to do is report her family name and Master Yuanjing will definitely give her face. Even if he doesn't take her in, she can study peacefully in the school. "
"Are my parents old friends with Master Yuanjing?" Liu Lanting did not remember such a thing.
Feng Jin had heard this from his father by chance. "We have some history with your mother."
It was said that Master Yuanjing had been very poor in his early years. He was the son of a poor family and almost could not continue his studies because of his lifestyle. Later, in the middle of a snowy winter, he met Liu She's wife and received money from her.
Master Yuanjing rejected other people's help but accepted Liu Lanting's mother's money. It was confusing.
Of course, no matter how confused they were, they would not think that Master Yuanjing was a pedophile.
Master Yuanjing was already a young man then, while Liu Lanting's mother was only six or seven years old.
"… However, your mother is really knowledgeable. She only said that the money today was only in exchange for a promise in the future. If Master Tianyuan Jing becomes famous one day, she hopes that you can teach her children a thing or two in the future … This is really funny …"
A six-year-old little girl saying this to a young man in his twenties. Just thinking about it made one feel dumbfounded.
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