447 Reluctant to Leave
On the 18th day of the first lunar month, early in the morning, Sun Sicheng set off with his men.
Ping An accompanied his master and his companions for several miles outside the city. Sun Sicheng had the carriage stopped and insisted that he not go any further.
Sun Siben originally wanted to keep Wanli, but Ping'an refused. His master had already become an official, and the Fang brothers were in the Medical Valley and could not always be with their master. Baicaotang had many businesses, and He Jin and his men could not handle it all by themselves.
"If you're safe, I'll send you here. I'm not here. Try not to go out to see patients or travel far. Remember that you are just a student now.
You have to take good care of yourself from today on. You can also bring all your people to live at Wang's house. Including Yuanqing and Xu Song, there will only be eight people. I will try to come as early as possible, but it's hard to say. Sometimes you won't know whether it will work until the moment comes."
"Master, I am studying at the Wang family. Even if Yuanqing and the other two go to the provincial academy, there are still six people around us who can be used. Their kung fu skills are not bad now, especially Tong Lin.
Don't worry, I will study hard and find time to go to the clinic. Qingshi and Wujun have nothing to do during the day, so I still want them to go to the clinic to help. The same goes for Lengshui. Although the Wang family has a place to live, with Shaoqi and Shaoyu, I still want to go out early and come back late. Who knows, there may be something going on in the clinic, so it will be more convenient for me to go there."
"Okay, whatever you want. That's your home after all. It's okay if you don't want to live in the Wang family for a long time. Fu An and Chen Xuan will definitely have to live with you."
Sun Sicheng looked at Fu An not far away, and Chen Xuan was bidding farewell to his father.
"Ping An, I know you value friendship and loyalty, but you must not waste your precious time because of others. You must not fall behind in morning exercises, reading, and martial arts. If I can't come a year ago, I will let Xiao Wu, Er Qiang and others come first."
Ping An nodded and said that this was okay.
"Come back, He Jin, let's go."
"Master, Uncle Ming, Uncle He, have a safe journey."
Xiao Wu, Er Qiang and others were reluctant to leave, and Ping An smiled and saw them off one by one.
In the carriage, Sun Sicheng looked at Ping An's increasingly smaller figure and said, "This brat has a very deep relationship with these people of his."
Wanli said, "I can't bear to leave Master Ping An. He treats his people with great affection and considers every detail for them. It's rare to see such a thoughtful young man. He is very similar to you in this respect."
Sun Sicheng sighed. He was not a timid person, but now he was like an old father who was reluctant to abandon his child.
Sometimes he wondered why he, with his rather dull personality, could have such a strong father-son relationship with this child.
Ping An took Fu An, Chen Xuan and others onto the carriage.
The drivers were Fang Wu and Hu Zi, while the others and Fu An and Chen Xuan's guards were sitting in another carriage.
Chen Xuan said, "You will start studying today. Be safe. I will ask the guards to move your things to the Sun Mansion. I want to live with you, so I will bring four guards, one cook, and two housewives."
"Ping An, I only have four guards. I was thinking of buying two maids, but if Chen Xuan takes them, then I won't buy them. Your master's house won't be able to accommodate too many people."
"Okay, we'll just go in the second year anyway. I'll take my people to live in the back, and the front yard is yours. You can arrange it yourselves."
Fu An and Chen Xuan started making arrangements in the car right away.
Although the eldest son's house is only two-story, it is large and has several courtyards of medium size next to the main house, providing enough rooms for people to live in.
Chen Xuan said: "Ping An, we won't live in the front yard. Fu An and I will each live in a small yard next to it. There are several rooms in it, which is enough for us.
Your master might come at any time, and he has a lot of people with him."
Ping An nodded: "That's fine too. I'll prepare a large study room in the front yard. The three of us can exchange ideas in the study room when we have free time."
He would only live in the west yard of the backyard, and the main yard in the east would definitely be left for the master.
No matter how much his master dotes on him, he has to put himself in the right place and not get carried away.
This time he would probably have to be away from his master for a whole year. To be honest, he felt reluctant to leave. He had met his master at the age of seven and had only been away from him for a few months before the college entrance examination, and that was when the old abbot was really seriously ill.
I don’t know how the abbot is doing now, but the master said he would find time to visit him.
The old man was very dissatisfied that Ping'an could not live in the Wang family, and Ping'an agreed after much persuasion.
Master Wang arranged a very tight schedule for them to study.
It's not something special, it starts at 9:00 am in the morning and ends at 5:00 pm in the afternoon, with lunch and a short break in between.
There is one day off every ten days, and one more day off at the end of the month, so there are four days of holiday in a month.
This is equivalent to 8 am to 5 pm, and it is a single weekend day off. Ping An feels that the time is similar to the time he spent in school in his previous life.
And the teacher was not just Mr. Wang, the old man would also occasionally give half-day classes.
This made Chen Xuan and Fu An tremble with excitement. The old imperial teacher and the former dean were giving lectures to them at the same time, even if they didn't have a ten-day break.
Mr. Wang must be feeling uncomfortable considering that today is the first day of classes and the child has just left his master. He is still eight months away from turning sixteen, so isn't he still a child?
"I will tell you about the upcoming class schedule this morning, and then I will let you go home and rest for a day. Classes will start on time tomorrow at noon. If you are late, you will be punished by standing for two hours. If it is more serious, you will be spanked on the palm of your hand. If it is more serious, you will not be allowed to come."
He glanced at Ping An and then at Shao Yu.
Ping'an was afraid that the clinic would call him, but Shaoyu could never get up.
"Of course, if you really have something important, you can ask for leave, but you have to make up for that day's homework afterwards, okay?" He spoke in a heavy voice and became stern.
"I understand, sir." Several people agreed readily.
In the following days, Ping An seemed to have returned to the time when he took the college entrance examination. Every day when he returned to the backyard, he would spend another hour writing an article by candlelight.
Fu An and Chen Xuan were unaware of this.
Occasionally when he felt sleepy, he would take out the fortune-telling book given to him by the old abbot.
There was a time when he was crazy interested in the Book of Changes and studied it for some time, but in the end he gave up.
With this experience, it was not that difficult for him to get started studying this book. However, now was not the time to learn it. At most, he could take it out to cheer himself up when he felt tired.
Arithmetic was increasingly valued in the Zhou Dynasty, but Ping An's arithmetic could be said to be quite good in this dynasty, and he basically didn't need to spend any effort on it.
There were countless famous poems and essays in his mind. Over time, he could write them effortlessly. He was a master of many things.
Master Wang talked about this while he was taking a walk with his father.
"Dad, this is a magical child. I don't know how to describe him. His memory is amazing. He will remember something you said once or twice. I can't even write some of his poems, but I can cry when I read them.
The article is also well written, and the handwriting does not look like that of a 15 or 16-year-old child.
A child prodigy who is good at studying is equally good at studying medicine or martial arts. No matter how much homework you give him, he will definitely hand it over to you the next morning. Even Shao Qi can't do it, let alone Shao Yu, Fu An and Chen Xuan.
How can such a child not be my true disciple? Dad, I will regret this for the rest of my life. "
"Boss, you are obsessed. He is studying with you every day, calling you sir, madam and master's wife. What else do you want?
It's hard to find a child like this in many years. He is very smart, considerate, and loyal. Let Shaoyu and Ping'an get along well. We can't take care of them all their lives. The next generation of the Wang family is not bad, but it's not outstanding either."
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