A few years later, Wei Zhiyi still didn't like reading, while Wei Ruyi still went to Qinyuan with her brother every day, rain or shine, to listen to lectures.
When she was six years old, her uncle died.
Her father told her from a young age that he was not only her uncle, but also the most noble and powerful person in the world.
Later, when she was studying, she read: "When the emperor is angry, millions will die and blood will flow for thousands of miles." Then she understood the meaning behind her father's words.
While her silly brother was still asking if death meant the end of a person, she already knew that her uncle's death had a huge impact.
Later, she met her aunt, who was the empress in the palace, for the second time. Her aunt looked very young and beautiful, but what impressed people even more than her beauty was her majesty.
She didn't seem very sad.
Wei Ruyi still remembers that on the day the emperor died, she secretly saw her aunt smile at her father.
She also heard her aunt say, "He always said he loved me, but it was probably from the moment he took that position that we were destined to never go back to the way things were before. He used to hate the late emperor for ignoring his wife and son and only caring about the empress. But over the years, he has become just like the late emperor, except that what he has in his heart is not those beautiful women, but cold power."
She then heard her father say, "Although I always have ways to protect you and the Wei family, there's no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days. Rest assured, I will wholeheartedly support the young emperor from now on."
Although Wei Ruyi was somewhat reluctant to part with her uncle who always gave her many rewards, she could vaguely tell from her aunt and father that they were both very happy about her uncle's death.
She also remembered her uncle asking her if she wanted to grow up and become an empress like her aunt. She knew that becoming an empress meant marrying her cousin, the crown prince. But her mother had said she couldn't marry her cousin.
She forgot to ask why, but whatever the reason, she didn't care. She felt that as long as she remembered her mother's words, that was enough. So she refused her uncle's offer.
Looking back now, I'm glad I refused. Otherwise, if she couldn't keep her promise later, she would have felt guilty for a long time.
Thinking of her uncle, her parents, and all her relatives, as well as the children, parents, spouses, and friends in the world, young Wei Ruyi already felt a sense of melancholy.
However, this melancholy did not last long, after all, the dead are dead, and the living must continue to live.
Compared to her uncle who had already passed away, Wei Ruyi was clearly more concerned about whether she could get up early tomorrow to attend classes at Qinyuan.
Mr. Fu had returned to his hometown to observe mourning for his parents. Before leaving, he was very reluctant to part with her and told his parents that she should study at Zhanglu Academy in the future.
She didn't know what Zhanglu Academy was. Her mother told her that it was the most coveted place for scholars in the world. Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, Cheng Yi, Zhu Xi, Lu Jiuyuan, Wang Yangming, scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants—whatever school of thought, whatever profession, whatever background—as long as one had enough knowledge and talent, one could make a name for oneself there, and it was not impossible for one to leave a name in history.
"Mr. Fu has high expectations for you," her mother said with a smile.
She thought for a moment, glanced at her overjoyed brother beside her, and said, "It's probably because I never miss a lecture by the teacher."
Poor brother, he has no idea that after Mr. Fu leaves, a new gentleman will come.
Not long after Mr. Fu left, a new teacher arrived. It was said that her father had invited a very famous scholar from Xiaodong to give lectures at the mansion. The scholar's surname was Wen, and he was said to have a grandson who was younger than her but could already speak eloquently and was very talented.
After Mr. Wen arrived, Uncle Yu also sent the older brother from the Yu family to study with them, and Aunt Zhuozhuo also came to become Mr. Wen's disciple.
Besides the proper students, there was also a two-year-old boy named Jia Yi, who always liked to stumble along, leading his maid to Qin Garden. Jia Yi was Wei Ruyi's cousin, and Wei Ruyi liked him very much.
But Jia Yi couldn't understand the teacher's lessons. When he came to Qin Garden, he would always play in the mud outside the pavilion. When they finished school, he would rush over and get mud all over them. Wei Ruyi was about to get angry when she heard him softly call her sister, and her anger immediately subsided.
Jia Yi's mother, Wei Ruyi, also liked her very much. Before Jia Yi was her second aunt, Wei Ruyi called her Aunt Mei.
My mother said that when she was a month old, Aunt Mei held her and gave her a heavy gold lock, gold bracelet and gold necklace.
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The next day, Wei Ruyi was indeed the first one to arrive.
Aunt Zhuozhuo said that even if she wasn't that hardworking or smart, many people would still like her. But Wei Ruyi felt that if she wanted to be liked by more people, she should work harder.
I can't be like my brother, getting headaches and stomach aches every few days!
They were still young and couldn't quite understand the articles and essays, so Mr. Wen taught them poetry and arithmetic.
During the break, he inevitably talked about his grandson in Xiaodong. He said that he received a letter from his grandson yesterday, which was sent by someone. His grandson is only four years old this year, but he can already write poetry. He then read the poem he wrote to everyone.
Wei Ruyi was initially somewhat unconvinced, but after listening to the poem written by the young master of the Wen family today, she had to admit that he was indeed slightly better.
But Wei Ruyi felt that this was due to her family's scholarly tradition. After all, she didn't have a grandfather who was a great Confucian scholar. Her grandfather only knew how to grow flowers, which was quite similar to her maternal grandfather who only knew how to fish!
After school, everyone packed up and left. Only after Wei Ruyi and the others who were sitting in their seats left did she shuffle over to Mr. Wen and look at him expectantly.
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