Born in an ancient peasant family, the peasant girl became famous all over the world

Xiaoliu is so young, but he always wants to help him, which makes Shen Qing feel that he made the right choice to accept him as his apprentice.

He first started with the Bupleurum chinense plant.

"To make this medicine, you have to remove the impurities and stems first, do it yourself."

Jiang Yue did as she was told, and then, under the guidance of her master, she moistened the skin thoroughly, and began a series of simple actions including slicing and drying.

It took about half an hour to finish all this, and Jiang Yue also removed impurities and cleaned all the herbs she brought.

The master let her lie on the small bed in the backyard and rest for a while.

"It's still early, wait a minute, Master will take you to school."

"No need, Master. It's not far." Jiang Yue rested for a moment, and as the time was approaching, she was about to leave when she saw her master bringing her two strings of copper coins.

"Xiao Liu, this money is for the herbs you brought today. Remember to come and get it after school."

Jiang Yue shook her head. "Xiao Liu follows Master to learn medical skills all day long. This herb is a gift from the disciple to Master."

What can I learn without spending money?

Even if she were to study, wouldn't she have to pay five taels of silver a year?

Although knowledge cannot be measured by money, she really wanted to do something to help her master.

Shen Qing frowned when he heard this.

"You don't call me Master for nothing. Besides, don't you help Master with his work every time you come?"

He thought of the time more than a year ago when Xiaoliu saved him with his own intelligence.

Every time he thought of that incident, he felt scared.

It was after that incident that he made up his mind to accept Xiaoliu as his apprentice.

After thinking for a while, Shen Qing was afraid that Xiaoliu, a child, might lose the money, so he said:

"How about this, leave this money with Master first, and I'll give it to your grandma when she comes."

Jiang Yue went to the academy again in the afternoon. Wei Changsheng continued to teach the Three Character Classic. After analyzing it, he also talked about etiquette.

"…Arise from poetry, establish on etiquette, and achieve on music. Now, I want to ask a question."

Wei Changsheng has been teaching the Three Character Classic for a month. Every day, he does random checks.

Today I talked about other things, but I still couldn't forget to ask questions.

Therefore, every student held their breath and concentrated.

When he said this, every student was thinking hard about the meaning of this sentence.

After asking several people, they all stood up and stammered and couldn't answer.

After all, I have just started, so it is expected that I don’t understand.

Wei Changsheng knew that the students probably didn't even have a full understanding of the subject, so he started asking them. He considered himself a pretty good student.

"Ye Chen, tell me."

"Sir, the meaning of this sentence is probably to point out the different roles of poetry, ritual, and music."

"Very good." Wei Changsheng nodded with satisfaction, and everyone looked at Ye Chen with admiration.

Who wouldn’t envy a student who comes from a wealthy family and is good at studying?

As for Ye Chen, he set his sights on Jiang Yue.

Through Jiang Yue's font, he no longer looked down on Jiang Yue.

"Jiang Yue, what do you think?" Wei Changsheng asked by name.

Jiang Yue stood up respectfully.

"According to the students, the meaning of the sentence is to warn each of us students not only to focus on personal cultivation, but also to have comprehensive and extensive knowledge and skills."

At this point, Jiang Yue realized that her previous understanding of ancient scholars was still too one-sided.

"Well said, Jiang Yue, you are a role model in school."

Wei Changsheng, like doctor Shen Qing, treated Jiang Yue with more inquiry.

He motioned Jiang Yue to sit down and continued to explain to the students.

At this moment, the students' admiring gazes shifted from Ye Chen to Jiang Yue.

Everyone is wondering if her parents started prenatal education when she was still in the womb?

Another day of hard study has ended, and Jiang Yue has different gains every day.

After school, Jiang Yue and three fellow villagers went out together, looking for Lin Zhong.

But just as he walked out of the courtyard, he ran into the arrogant Ye Chen.

Beside him was his family's coachman.

The carriage was magnificent and as proud as Ye Chen.

He sneered at the three of them.

"How are you going to get home, you bumpkin?"

It would have been fine if a little kid had better handwriting than him, but the teacher would also be more pleased with him because he could answer questions based on what he had learned, which made the teacher feel dissatisfied.

Lin Xiaoyong was the first to angrily retort: "Who is the bumpkin? Is it a big deal to be rich?!"

Zhao Xiaocang stepped forward and tugged at Lin Xiaoyong's sleeve, fearing that he would cause trouble.

"You three are dressed so poorly, and yet you still say you are not bumpkins?" Ye Chen said sarcastically and raised his head to sit on the front of his own car.

Jiang Yue looked at her dark blue clothes. How could these new clothes, made by her grandmother herself, be shabby?

She looked at Ye Chen's brocade suit again, and finally understood why students in the modern world all wore school uniforms when they went to school.

At this time, Ye Chen's sight also fell on her.

"And you, at such a young age, you must have drunk too much milk. You are also very smart and shrewd. Tell me, did you start studying in your mother's womb?"

Jiang Yue looked at Ye Chen's gossipy face.

"I wonder why you are just like the gossipy woman in the village. Throughout history, I have never seen a scholar talk so much."

After he finished speaking, he saw Grandpa Lin’s ox cart waiting in the distance, so he hurried over with his two friends beside him.

Ye Chen's face darkened as he waved the whip in his hand. "How dare you compare me with those vulgar village women? You are just a few years old, and you are talking like this."

Little did he know that at this moment, Zhao Tiancheng approached.

"Why, after two years of studying, you look down on others?"

"Who are you?" Ye Chen was puzzled.

"Your parents are counting on you to become famous in one fell swoop. If you fail the examination, you will not be able to enter the official career."

Zhao Tiancheng said again, and caught up with Jiang Yue and the other two. Ye Chen, who was standing behind him, stared in anger.

On the way back to the village, Jiang Yue and three others sat opposite each other on the ox cart.

While pulling the cart, Lin Zhong asked his son, "What did you learn today?"

Lin Xiaoyong didn't want to answer and kept his head down. Lin Zhong sighed and stopped asking.

The oxcart creaked.

Zhao Xiaocang asked, "Xiao Liu, where do you get those insights from?"

The teacher has never talked about this before, and it’s not taught in books either.

"I figured it out myself." That was all Jiang Yue could say.

"Why can't I figure it out?" For the first time, Zhao Xiaocang felt that he was too stupid.

He thought about it and felt that he was not as smart as Jiang Yue because his grandmother did not do business.

Isn’t it said that business people have sharp minds?

"Xiao Liu, starting tomorrow, I will do business with you, okay?"

Zhao Tiancheng listened attentively and found it ridiculous.

"You, doing business?" In Jiang Yue's understanding, their neighbors, the Zhao family's grandfather and fathers, worked outside all year round and earned a lot of money.

As for the women in the Zhao family, except the children, Grandma Li, Aunt Sun and Aunt Wang, each one is lazier than the other.

"Yes, we sell insects and wild vegetables."

In addition to wanting to make himself smarter, Zhao Xiaocang also wanted to buy more books.

Although, he still doesn't understand anything now.

Zhao Tiancheng held back his laughter. Riding in a car with a group of kids, it sounded interesting.

Jiang Yue agreed with doing business, but she thought, "Studying is more important."

Although she is also a child, she feels that it would be a bit difficult for such a young child without adult support.

Suddenly I remembered what Master said.

"My master needs a lot more herbs. Let's go to the fields to dig herbs together when we have time."

Make money, Jiang Yue is in dire need of money.

As for studying, get up early and memorize.

"Well, it's settled." Zhao Xiaocang looked delighted.

Lin Zhong, who was driving the ox cart, heard this and said, "Xiao Liu, you may not be big, but you have great abilities."

Digging herbs is a good idea, and they can earn some money.

After hearing Jiang Yue's words, Lin Xiaoyong, who was in a daze, perked up.

"I want to do business too." He also felt that his brain was not enough.

Lin Zhong smiled and said nothing more. He just felt that his son had become more sensible after following Xiaoliu.

This is what is called, "Birds of a feather flock together."

Only Zhao Tiancheng curled his lips, still feeling it was ridiculous.

After returning home, grandma and sisters had been waiting for a long time. After dinner, Jiang Yue and her family had dinner together, and she took her sisters to write and draw until the sun set and the moon rose, and she continued to write and draw under the moonlight.

What is taught is, of course, simple literacy.

Liu Chunfeng watched the scene in the courtyard with a smile, and followed along to learn the characters.

One person reads, the whole family learns.

"From now on, all the children in our Jiang family will be extraordinary." She looked up at the moon.

"Dad, my sons, have you seen that all the children in my Jiang family are scholars?"

She laughed until she cried.

Lin Guo, who was standing far away, looked at the warm scene in front of him and couldn't bear to disturb them.

But thinking of the big Buddha at home, he still walked closer.

"grandmother."

"What's wrong, Lin Guo?" Liu Chunfeng only found out today that Lin Guo no longer lived in her aunt's house since yesterday.

When he was young, he was not liked by his uncle.

When they grew up and were able to work and hunt, their treatment became slightly better, but they were still often beaten and scolded.

If his aunt had not been so determined to protect him that she threatened him with her own life and insisted on keeping him, he would have left long ago.

Now, his aunt still won't let him leave, because the spit in Taoyuan Village is so strong that it can drown a person.

However, Lin Guo said that he didn't want to make things difficult for his aunt anymore.

Because of this, the aunt and nephew had a big conflict.

The aunt held her back and wouldn't let her go, crying for a long time. This contradiction made Lin Guo feel helpless, but she was still forcing herself to smile.

"It's the man from yesterday. His leg is injured. Can we let Xiaoliu go over and take a look?"