Chapter 39 Thoughts of Innocence

As soon as Xue Ba arrived at the dormitory, he really startled everyone. The six people in the room, including Chen Hengzi, watched helplessly as the two slaves carried boxes and luggage hurriedly in and out, making beds and cleaning. Even the beds they had made were also tidied up. Fan.

"Whose young master is this? Why is he so particular?" One of the six people in the group complained in a low voice. Chen Heng took a look and saw that it was a boy named Qian Dayou. He was also the oldest one in the house, at thirteen years old.

When they were talking before, Chen Heng had noticed that Qian Dayou had a good family background. He told his classmates that he would take a break from now on, and he would host and invite everyone out for a party.

Nowadays, if you look at the wealth of money and the new kid, I don’t know if it’s a fake monk meeting a real Buddha. Chen Heng thought with some gloating.

Xue Biao seemed to see everyone's inexplicable resistance to him, and he didn't understand it for a while. However, he has been with Xue Ai for a long time, and he has already become proficient in dealing with others.

He raised his hand to summon a servant, and asked him to take out the fruits from the box and put them on the plate. He personally carried it to his classmates and said with a smile: "My classmates, I am Jinling Xue Biao. It is the first time for me to enter school today. Because I am young and my family is worried, so I sent some people to help. I hope you won't mind if I offend you."

Jinling? Xue tadpole? It's him? Chen Heng's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but secretly thought that Yangzhou City was different. On the first day of school, he could meet the characters in the book.

At this time, when he looked closely at the other party's dress, Chen Heng couldn't identify him. He just felt that he looked very rich but not dazzling, which was a bit pleasing to the eye.

But when he thought about what happened to his second uncle and Wang Sheng's family, Chen Heng lost most of his goodwill. He just thought of him as a passerby who met by chance. When the person in front of him finished introducing himself, he just cupped his hands and said politely: "I'm Chen Heng."

After Xue Biao returned the favor, they divided the elders and younger ones again. As a result, Xue Biao was more than a year older than Chen Heng, and only a few months shy of nine years old. Chen Hengman is only seven and a half years old.

However, from Xue Biao's point of view, Chen Heng had guessed that the academy would assign dormitories based on age. Seeing that only the last person in the room had not come, everyone gathered around Xue Biao's melon and fruit snacks, eating and chatting.

Everyone is of the same age, and it is the first time they have left home, and there is less control from their family around them. In addition, if you are rich and have a lot of ideas to stand out in the limelight, and Xue Biao will be a compliment at the right time, the atmosphere is very lively.

Until the traveling Master, passing by the door, urged them to go to bed early. Seven people in a room hurriedly fell asleep holding their quilts.

Chen Heng's bed was on the outermost side of the bunk bed. He was the first to arrive and chose a good seat by the window. Qian Dayou is the oldest and occupies the middle position. Xue Biao doesn't care about this and is the last to arrive. Only the bed against the wall was left for him.

After a good night's sleep, in the morning, the senior students from the next door door came to the door and told them to go to the lecture hall on the first day to listen to the lecture by the mountain chief.

By the time these little guys finished cleaning up and rushed to the classroom, there were already more than forty older classmates standing inside. When Chen Heng was still worried about where to stand, a master immediately came forward to guide them to sit down.

When Pei Huaizhen went up to the podium, looking at the energetic faces, she couldn't help but feel heroic in her heart. Since he retired and returned home, he has been idle for a long time. Now that he was invited by Wei Yinghong and Lin Ruhai to serve as the headmaster of Leyi Academy, he felt much younger.

The instructions throughout the ages are similar. Fortunately, Pei Huaizhen only said a few words and then invited other masters to the stage to let the students get to know them one by one.

Among them, the most unexpected person for Chen Heng was a Xuezheng named Mei Jin, who was responsible for all matters in the academy. He also taught painting on weekdays. According to him, he was still an Hanlin scholar.

The more Chen Heng listened, the more evil he became. He couldn't help but look at Xue Biao, who was sitting in front, and then at Mei Hanlin, who was on the stage. For a moment, I couldn't decide whether this Mei Hanlin was Xue Biao's sister's future in-law.

Yangzhou City is really interesting.

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Coincidentally, teachers and students from the academy gathered together in the lecture hall of the front hall. In a separate courtyard in the back hall, there was also an old lady with extraordinary bearing, standing in front of several girls, smiling.

"You don't need to be so reserved. Why don't you all relax? If you like it, you can call me to thank me in the future."

Old Mrs. Xie is thin and wears a simple light green dress. Her hair is tied into a bun and only fixed with a wooden hairpin. There was a female doll carved in pink and jade. Seeing the old lady's amiability, she said.

"But daddy asked me to call you grandma."

Mrs. Xie followed the voice and looked over. She recognized Wei Yinghong's youngest daughter Wei Qijun. She shook her head and laughed, "It doesn't matter, just listen to me. You can also say the same thing when you meet Dad."

When the little girl heard this, she nodded and said nothing. Mrs. Xie asked again, "Do you like painting more? Or do you like poetry and calligraphy more?"

The girls looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Then one person suddenly stood up and said in a cute voice: "Thank you, Master, I like them all and want to learn them all."

"Okay, okay." Mrs. Xie nodded with a smile, "What's your name? Can you tell Master Xie?"

"My surname is Lin. Teacher Xie can call me Daiyu or Yu'er. Yu'er likes both." The little girl stood up straight and raised her neck slightly. She added, "Yu'er is five years old this year."

What a smart and energetic girl, Mrs. Xie was very happy. I think it is truly remarkable that a five-year-old child can speak in such an organized manner.

"Okay, Yu'er wants to learn, Master Xie will teach you in the future. What about the others, is there anything you like?"

Seeing someone taking the lead, the other girls also let go of their courage a little. After answering one by one, Mrs. Xie saw that the atmosphere was about the same, so she called everyone to move their seats together, and she also moved her chair in front of them.

The teacher-student relationship that was originally clear-cut became a scene of a grandmother taking her granddaughters to read because of Mrs. Xie's action.

"Everyone sit down obediently, today is the first day, we will start reading from the Book of Songs."

"Master Xie, what is the Book of Songs?" someone asked.

"The Book of Songs, it was written a long time ago by many ordinary people like you and Master Xie, who worked in the mountains, rivers, and fields where the sun rises and the moon sets, and sang poems little by little."

Master Xie clapped his hands gently, and the melodious and free tune came out of his mouth, "The kudzu is spreading in the valley, and the leaves are thick..."

Daiyu, who was sitting in the middle, had brighter eyes as she listened. She felt that this elegant and clear tune was like a mountain stream, flowing by itself. It was like the dew being touched by the early sun, and a touch of bright green color was beating in her heart.

Because she was born in poor health, she has been staying at home with her mother since she could remember. Now, through the tunes sung by Master Xie, she always feels that a piece of fresh scenery is vivid in front of her.

At this moment, her mind has turned into a white deer in the forest, riding on Master Xie's singing, walking towards a wider world.

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After a day of classes, the servants of each family took their daughters away from the small door in the back hall. Sitting in the carriage arranged by Jia, Lin Daiyu couldn't help but secretly lift the curtain, and looked at the people hurrying on the street with her bright eyes.

Among them, there were those who laughed, those who were unhappy, those who called for business, those who took their families out for a walk, and children who rode on their father's neck and pointed to the distance.

Are these people the ones who wrote the Book of Songs? Lin Daiyu felt incredible, and couldn't help but marvel at what she learned today.

This joyful mood did not dissipate until Lin Ruhai returned home. Even Lin Ruhai, who was tired all day, felt much better.

"Will you continue to study in the future?" Lin Ruhai teased his daughter.

"Yes." Lin Daiyu nodded seriously.

"That means getting up early every day..."

"Yu'er will get up by herself."

"Hahaha." Lin Ruhai shook his head and laughed, holding Daiyu up with both hands, "Okay, Yu'er wants to read, Daddy will read with you, let's review today's homework again."

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