Daming Yinghua

Chapter 66
Huang Zunsu's wife, Yao Shi, heard Zheng Haizhu's words, turned around weakly, and said to the Yiyang opera troupe master: "I saw the troupe of the opera troupe, sir. I saw it a while ago, and your troupe behaves very well. May I ask your troupe to come to me?" Where are you staying in Songjiang Mansion? Turning around, I will ask the mother-in-law at home to sort out the clothes, shoes and socks worn by the dog, and send them to this doll."

This is to allow the class leader to take away the abandoned baby.

The class leader hurriedly saluted Yao Shi respectfully: "If you go back to grandma, the little class will take shelter in the chariot and horse shop in Liujia Lane for the time being. I will first thank grandma for the kindness of rebirth for this baby. Can grandma give her a name."

Yao Shi was originally a careful person, and he realized that Zheng Haizhu just changed the subject of being reprimanded by the troupe in order not to embarrass Huang Zunsu, who was proud of his status, so, as a wife, he had to know how to take into account her husband's face at the moment.

She turned sideways to Huang Zunsu and said, "Master, what do you think?"

Seeing that his wife was fine, Huang Zun felt very lucky. Now seeing the baby's face as delicate as a flower, he said to the head teacher warmly: "My wife loves Xiuzhu and Begonia the most. This baby should be called Xiaotang."

The class leader looked relaxed, and bowed deeply to Huang Zunsu: "Xiaomin has written it down. The surname is Fang, but I will not impose the surname Fang on this poor child in the name of adoption. The word Xiao given by the master is very good. It has a meaning. She is tall and straight, and can be used as a surname. From now on, her surname is Xiao Mingtang. Thank you, master, and thank you grandma."

Hearing this, Huang Zunsu thought to himself that this squad leader Fang was indeed quite a gentleman, and he couldn't help but reflect on what he had done a few days ago.

At this time, the prefect Zhuang also heard the news and rushed to the dung pool. Seeing the situation, he immediately praised Mrs. Huang for her kindness and her role model, and also praised Zheng Haizhu, who surveyed the river in the morning and rescued people in the afternoon. .

Then I heard that the Yiyang tune troupe of the party leader was singing Zhang Dai's play in praise of Liu Gonggong. After thinking about it for a while, he gave a few words of encouragement on the grounds of adopting an abandoned baby, and rewarded him with five taels of silver.

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Three days later, before the application was made, Zheng Haizhu and Lao Peng inspected the first batch of [-] silk and cotton blended face scarves at Hanjia Zhifang, and then hired a donkey cart to go to Shoukuan Academy.

Since Eunuch Liu gave the order, Zheng Haizhu's authority to go out has been greatly upgraded.

Master Han Er and Miss Han both sent a message in the house, one thousand pieces of face towels will be handed over to the Weaving Bureau before the twelfth lunar month, and Miss Zheng can go to the weaving workshop to supervise the construction period and sample quality at any time.

As for the Shoukuan Academy in the north of the city, it is also a charitable act that has been registered with the prefect Zhuang and Master Huang. Even if Miss Zheng wants to marry the young lady to the Gu family next year, she can do her best to make a good effort for now.

At this moment, Zheng Haizhu was sitting in a simple donkey cart, eating the northwest wind in the cold winter in the south of the Yangtze River, but his heart was full of steam.

At the age of 20, with a pair of natural feet, he can run around Songjiang Prefecture, which already has a prototype of a modern civil society, focus on production in "private cotton spinning factories", and run schools in a venue built with the support of family investors. Instead of always thinking about how to climb onto the bed of the master and the young master and win the status of a concubine, this is already a relatively satisfactory start for a modern woman who has traveled to the end of the Ming Dynasty.

It seems that such a goal has been achieved within ten months after arriving in Songjiang, but in fact, the decision-making can be traced back to when I just traveled to Zhangzhou two years ago.

Resolutely confronted the patriarchal patriarch who was originally patriarchal, resolutely broke the concept of relocating the land, sold the real estate under his name, decisively put up the start-up funds and went north to find the Ming Lord, and positioned the entrepreneurial base in a gathering of celebrities and popular customs. Songjiang Mansion in Nanzhili, which is also relatively open, seems to be a good bet so far.

Keep on cheering!

Zheng Haizhu thought about it all the way, and when he came to the gate of Shoukuan Academy, he saw his filial nephew Zheng Shoukuan, and Cao Jingting, the steward of the academy, calling the craftsmen to try to hang plaques on the lintel to observe the effect.

She was just about to applaud, but Cao, Zheng, an old man and a young man all looked condensed, called "Master Huang" respectfully, and wanted to lead the craftsmen to kneel down.

Zheng Haizhu turned his head and saw Huang Zunsu standing behind him wearing an ordinary Tang scarf and a pine blue cloth robe.

"You don't have to wear official uniforms, so you don't need to perform such a grand ceremony. You all get up and do your work."

Huang Zunsu leaned forward slightly and said, with an easy and gentle look in his eyes.

That peaceful tone reminded Zheng Haizhu of how he felt when he saw this Master Huang for the first time in the bandit den.

The corners of Huang Zunsu's mouth raised slightly, and he squeezed out an awkward smile at Zheng Haizhu, pointing to the couplets that had been hung on the door and said: "Knowledgeful and determined, earnestly ask and think deeply, this is, Dong Gong (referring to Dong Qichang) )’s calligraphy?”

Zheng Haizhu nodded: "It was given by Mr. Dong. Mr. Yangming said, stay within the daily routine, and directly create the innate before painting.

In my opinion, regardless of Neo-Confucianism or Psychology, the daily use of the common people is the way of heaven and the greatest way.As for young men and women, finding the way is inseparable from arduous search, and they must not play tricks, be lazy, and not only know how to indulge in those mindless things.

Therefore, even if our small place has nothing to do with career development, but starts with teaching thin skills, we must also emphasize to the boys that they should be eager to learn, improve their minds, and temper their minds. day. "

Zheng Haizhu spoke in a leisurely manner, not to mention impassioned, but sincere and fluent. It was obvious that he had thought about it for a long time, and he was quite interested in talking to the person in front of him.

Huang Zunsu listened quietly. He felt that when facing such an innocent and knowledgeable girl, he did not need to scheming and scheming to ease the relationship like facing people in the officialdom. Purpose.

On the way here, he had already thought of the most sincere way to apologize.

So he waited for Zheng Haizhu to finish talking, looked at the blank plaque and said: "Miss Zheng, that day, my wife braved the cold wind to draw lines by the Wusong River in order to teach the boys to draw the bleak river in winter." It was only when I encountered a storm of abandoned babies. My wife is really looking forward to the matter of teaching, and her handwriting is actually far more innocent and elegant than mine. So today I agreed with her that the four words Shoukuan Academy , or let her ask you the questions."

Zheng Haizhu's gaze suddenly averted from the lintel.

She is not stupid, how could she fail to hear Huang Zunsu's intention of reconciliation.

Sincerity does not deceive me, and official history does not deceive me with sincerity.

Huang Zongxi's father is indeed trustworthy in character and demeanor.

And she is a role model wife!
Zheng Haizhu then showed a joyful smile unabashedly, but after a few breaths, he suddenly thought of another section.

Although Huang Zunsu saved Dong Qichang's family at the beginning, his wife was a young woman after all. Considering the limitations of the times and the relationship between superiority and inferiority that cannot be ignored, it would be inappropriate for Yao's inscription to be placed on the couplet of Dong Qichang's inscription.

Zheng Haizhu tentatively said: "Grandma Yao's writing is of course graceful, but if it is on top of Mr. Dong's couplet..."

Huang Zunsu comforted her: "It's great that you care about the world's sophistication when you come out to run around. But don't worry, I have visited Dong Gong and mentioned this matter while I'm taking a rest today. I told Dong Gong that my wife is right. The Academy teaches Danqing and Calligraphy, and I am very yearning for it. Please Dong Gong give the younger generation a small world, as an encouragement, to help the wife of the lower official, and to establish a teacher's prestige in front of the apprentices, ha ha."

Zheng Haizhu said with a smile: "Then the Shuxiu that our academy presents to Mr. Yao must not be inferior to the great Confucian masters of sociology."

Huang Zunsu also threw away the last bit of credit, jokingly said: "Is that so? Then does she want to inscribe a few more words for the academy?"

Zheng Haizhu heard the words, thought for a while, took a few steps back, pointed to the layout of the academy, and seriously introduced to Huang Zunsu: "Master, please look, here we are, except for the library building facing south, and the hut next to Qingqing Pond on the east. , you can teach painting and calligraphy, because it is convenient to wash brushes. The few rooms connected to the south can be used as lecture halls, facing the open yard, and can also be used to practice complicated woodwork in the bright open air. The yard shaded by plantains on the west, It is best to set up embroidery workshops and weaving workshops. Please also ask Mr. Yao to write inscriptions on these academies."

Huang Zunsu pondered: "Well, what title should I name?"

Zheng Haizhu smiled: "It's called Beiyuan, Qingyuan, Fuyuan, and Jiaoyuan."

"Fujiao in the Northern Qing Dynasty?" Huang Zunsu murmured several times, "Okay, I will remember it, and I will ask my wife to write the names of the four courtyards when I get back."

(End of this chapter)