When the Regent Princess kneeled, all the children in Beijing broke their knees.

"Today we continue to talk about..."

In one class, Jiang Yunchu brought everyone's thoughts into her story from the moment she opened her mouth.

Outside, two old men and an old woman were secretly listening at the foot of the wall.

Ningguang discovered this yesterday, and then made up her mind to come and listen to Yun Chu's class today. Logically speaking, her class is even more boring.

When her dog sneaked over, two old men saw it and insisted on following it.

Considering their mediocre skills and Yun Chu's progress in martial arts...

Okay, stop hiding. Yun Chu will find you once they get close.

However, their dog was acting suspiciously, not because of Yun Chu, but because they were afraid of disturbing the children and delaying Yun Chu's teaching process.

Just like this scene appeared, teachers and students were having a big party in the room, and everyone's thoughts followed the teacher's.

Among the people outside the room, the three people at the wall, only Ningguang took notes. She had never attended Yun Chu's class before, but she noticed the difference in just this class.

Yun Chu’s lectures are humorous and unconventional. In the textbooks she teaches, she expands a lot of knowledge, including but not limited to strategies, local customs, ancestors’ deeds and future prospects.

Even when she gets to a certain point, she would ask the students to think from their perspective and ask what different ideas they would have if they were in that position and at that time.

Ningguang's pen never stopped.

Kang Mengxian and Qingfeng felt a little regretful at this moment. Why didn’t they bring a pen?

Looking at the papers Ningguang had written on, one here and one there, they helped her turn the pages and grind the ink for her, making sure she didn't miss anything or they wouldn't be able to read it all.

"Today's class ends here. I have two classes this morning and you didn't let me rest in between. I am so tired and my back aches. Someone come over and give me a shoulder massage." Jiang Yunchu tilted her head as she looked at the children below.

Kang Zhichun stood up immediately and said, "Let me do it."

She walked behind Jiang Yunchu, then exerted force with her little fist. Looking at the dean's jade-white neck, she smiled helplessly.

Sometimes, the dean is more like an older sister, serious yet a bit playful.

It will take them to various places, but it will also bring them back in a second.

"Well, your technique is quite good. I see that you have an amazing physique, so I have a martial arts secret book that I will give to you."

Jiang Yunchu took a booklet and handed it to Kang Zhichun.

Kang Zhichun's eyes lit up. She didn't expect...

And what about this treatment?

Jiang Yunchu smiled, stood up from the chair, tucked the book under his arm, then picked up his tea tray and left.

As long as she didn't have to stand in class, she would always carry her own tea tray.

"Yun Chu, this story."

Before Jiang Yunchu arrived at Ningguang Academy, he was stopped by three people on the way. The three people listened to a class, but they experienced what it meant to be immersed in a language.

In this class, they appreciated the charm of this land.

"This story is real. There is even a local ballad that praises this person."

After Jiang Yunchu finished speaking, he cleared his throat, and then his cold voice suddenly became soft and elegant. The gentle tone, from a wife's perspective, told the story of her husband's leaving home, his helplessness in going to the battlefield, and her longing for him to return.

The second tone suddenly changed. The previous longing became full of sadness. Her husband died on the battlefield and annihilated the enemy, but his head and body were separated. She was puzzled and helpless. Finally, she put on armor, took up a sword and a gun, disguised herself as a man, and entered the military camp.

The third tune is full of murderous intent, to avenge her husband. War drums are beating, military bugles are blowing, and the red-robed general's hair is falling.

The voice is like a story, constantly telling the life of this woman.

she……

The three people looked at Jiang Yunchu, listening to the tune just now, with eyes full of amazement.

This voice, this tune, how did she do it?

Three different stages, three different singing voices, three different psychological changes.

Like a song, like a cry.

"This is the story. Because of her, this place does not favor boys over girls. This is the local custom and something unique to this place."

Jiang Yunchu stopped singing and then continued to narrate softly.

The three people suddenly realized what Yun Chu had said before: study hard, study hard, and study hard.

The difference between her and teaching.

What did she want? It was for the children to understand, for the children to learn something, something that would influence them, not just to study for the sake of the imperial examination.

Qingfeng opened his mouth several times, but closed it each time.

Jiang Yunchu left. Her soft Wu dialect was heard not only by the three teachers, but also by the children who were leaving school. They stood far away, horrified.

It turns out that the story they knew had such a legendary song.

These stories are not fake, nor were they made up by the dean in order for them to understand quickly; they are real.

This realization has also changed their mindset.

"We..." Kang Mengxian opened his mouth, but only said two words.

Qingfeng smiled and said, "We are old."

He had to admit that he was old, too old to be stubborn and too unwilling to accept new methods and approaches.

I thought about Yun Chu’s class and my own class.

If he were given a choice, he would want to listen to Yun Chu's class without hesitation.

She simply introduced the city and the local customs from the perspective of a protagonist, making the children feel as if they were there.

Did you teach the lesson? Yes.

Is that correct? Yes.

He had been to that place and knew the customs there, but he did not understand it as deeply as Yun Chu did, nor did he know the reasons behind it.

It wasn't until today that he knew the reason.

If you were asked to give a lecture in that class, how would you have given it?

Talk about its prosperity, its history, its culture, but...

In other words, simply put, letting children memorize things by rote, is that what rote learning is?

"Half a year, we can wait." Ningguang looked at what she had written in her hand and said softly.

Half a year!

Date of the joint examination.

They can all afford to wait, the children are still young, so there is no rush.

Three days later, the palace sent people to pick her up. Eunuch Xi had been waiting at the palace gate for a long time. Now he finally realized that this Regent Princess was not a princess at all. His Majesty was coaxing her as if she were his own princess.

That’s not right. Even princesses don’t get this treatment.

"Your Majesty, your humble servant pays homage to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor." Jiang Yunchu spoke very quickly before she even knelt down.

Emperor Ning looked at Jiang Yunchu's cunning appearance and said, "Forget it."

Jiang Yunchu raised his head with a smile. There was no one else in the imperial study now. Even the servants in the room had all been cleared out. Only Eunuch Xi was waiting on the side, afraid that the His Majesty would have something to tell him.

"Why did you think of entering the palace? Didn't you say you didn't like the palace?"

The last time he came to the palace, he took away his own Lieyan.

Who knows what this girl is planning when she enters the palace this time.