Qingtian didn't even know what literacy was.
When they were at the Shan family before, Mr. and Mrs. Shan didn’t even teach their children to speak properly.
So when Qingtian first came, he couldn't speak fluently and couldn't say even slightly complex words or sentences.
Fortunately, the Ye family is large, and there is always someone to talk to her along the way.
So in more than half a month, Qing's vocabulary has almost doubled compared to when she first came.
But she actually still had no idea what reading and writing were.
Hearing Wei Yan's question, Qingtian tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said slowly, "After the rain, the misty scenery turns green, the sunny sky disperses the afterglow, the east wind returns with spring, and blooms on my branches."
Ye Changrui was surprised: "My sister can recite poetry?"
Wei Yan hadn't expected to hear such a poem. He turned to look at Mrs. Ye and asked, "You're already learning at such a young age? You started by reciting Li Bai's 'Recalling the Mountain at Sunset'?"
Mrs. Ye was completely confused. She didn't even know who Li Bai was, let alone the poem "Remembering the Sunset in the Mountains".
"Qingtian is not even four years old yet, and we're fleeing famine now. How can we possibly have the opportunity to teach her..."
As for the couple from the Shan family, there is no need to even think about it.
Boss Ye thought for a moment and asked, "Changrui, was it you who taught Qingtian?"
Ye Changrui immediately shook his head, as he himself had never memorized the poem.
"Qingtian is such a smart kid!" Mrs. Qin's surprised voice sounded behind everyone.
"Yesterday in the car, He Xuan was trying to get her to talk, and he casually taught her these four lines of poetry, saying that her name was in them.
"I followed along word for word, but don't kids usually forget three out of four? I didn't expect Qingtian to actually memorize it!"
Upon hearing this, Wei Yan asked, "Does Qingtian like to carry this?"
Qingtian would answer this question. She immediately nodded and said, "I like it!"
"If you like, I'll teach you how to recite it, okay?"
Li Fu couldn't help but envy Wei Yan's gentle attitude towards Qingtian.
You know, talented people often have their own personalities, and Wei Yan is even more so.
Mr. Dongguang's temper was the most eccentric among literati.
Even a family as powerful as the Qin family would have to serve him respectfully if they wanted to invite him to be a teacher for their young master.
I was afraid that if I wasn't careful, this gentleman would quit his job.
But people just greet sunny days with a smile.
In this way, wouldn't it be like our young master is taking advantage of the sunny day?
Li Fu couldn't help but start to worry. It's not easy to repay this favor!
Mrs. Qin brought Qin Hexuan over. He was wearing a light blue straight suit today. He was wearing a simple outfit without any decorations. He was holding a few books and some papers in his hands.
When Ye Changrui saw what he had in his hand, envy immediately appeared in his eyes.
The rice paper in Qin Hexuan's hand was white, evenly distributed, delicate and smooth. It was a top-grade product that he had never seen before.
"Mr. Wei." Qin Hexuan came over and saluted Wei Yan, then with the help of Li Fu, he stepped on the footstool to get into the carriage and knelt upright opposite Qingtian.
Wei Yan turned around and frowned again, saying to the Qin family, "Since you have asked me to teach you, whether it's one day or ten days, you must listen to me.
"If you insist on telling me how to teach my students, then why not find someone else?"
Mrs. Qin said hurriedly, "Of course, everything depends on Mr. Wei."
Wei Yan then nodded and got into the car.
Li Fu was just about to close the carriage door and tell the driver to get up and drive when Qingtian suddenly stood up and walked to the door. He extended his hand to Ye Changrui who was standing below and said, "Brother, come too!"
Ye Changrui was afraid that she would fall off the car, so he quickly stepped forward to support her and said, "Brother won't go up. You go in quickly. Don't stand so close to the side next time. What will happen if you fall?"
Qingtian, however, held onto Ye Changrui's hand tightly, then turned his head and looked eagerly at Wei Yan: "Brother, can you read?"
Wei Yan couldn't stand her like this, and immediately asked Ye Changrui: "Have you ever been educated?"
Ye Changrui hurriedly imitated Qin Hexuan's behavior and bowed, saying, "In response to Mr. Wei, I started learning at the age of five and studied in the village private school for four years."
Qin Hexuan had previously called himself a student, and was disliked by Wei Yan.
Fortunately, he was smart enough to make up for it with words.
At this time, Ye Changrui had learned something so strange that he even called himself a student.
Wei Yan's lips moved as if they were itchy, but in the end, for Qingtian's sake, he swallowed back the harsh words that were about to come out of his mouth.
"Come up here too. I'm going to test your skills today.
"If it's too bad, don't blame me for kicking you all off the bus!"
Although Qin Hexuan and Ye Changrui are of the same age, the education they received since childhood was completely different, so their levels are naturally incomparable.
So when Ye Changrui heard Wei Yan's words, his palms began to sweat from nervousness.
The convoy continued on its journey, and Wei Yan began to learn in detail what books the two had read and what they had learned.
Listening to Qin Hexuan's clear and logical explanation, many of which were things he had never heard of before, Ye Changrui couldn't help but lower his head with a sense of inferiority.
Seeing this, Qingtian went over and held his hand.
Ye Changrui looked down and saw his sister's concerned eyes. He thought that the opportunity for him to sit here was all thanks to Qingtian's help.
No matter what, we can't embarrass Qingtian!
So he cheered up again, and when Wei Yan asked him, he told him all the books he had read and articles he had memorized.
Unexpectedly, Wei Yan nodded and said, "Well, you are better than him."
As soon as these words were spoken, Qin Hexuan and Ye Changrui both showed surprise in their eyes.
Wei Yan continued, "Learning less is easier because you forget it faster. Learning too much and too diversely makes it harder to teach."
For a moment, Ye Changrui couldn't tell whether these words were a compliment or a scolding of himself.
Fortunately, Wei Yan was only harsh in his words and did not kick anyone out of the car. He just sneered at the books Qin Hexuan brought.
"Throw those away from me."
Qin Hexuan finally couldn't help asking, "Mr. Wei, what are we going to learn?"
Wei Yan took out the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone that Li Fu had prepared long ago, spread them out on the table, and quickly wrote out an article from memory. He said, "From today on, you will learn whatever I teach you!"
Hearing the sound of two young men reading aloud finally coming from the carriage, Mrs. Qin finally showed a relieved smile on her face.
"I'm so lucky on this trip! Who would have thought I'd run into Mr. Wei?
"It would be great if we could keep Mr. Wei here and make him He Xuan's teacher."
Li Fu smiled and said, "Madam, please don't worry. The young master has been very smart since he was young. All the teachers who have taught him have praised him highly.
"Perhaps before we even reach the capital, Mr. Wei will be tempted to accept the young master as his student!"
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