"Then I will teach you to read, okay?"
The girl on the windowsill seemed to have found new interest and looked at Qin Yao expectantly.
Dou'er, who was serving in the room, looked over in surprise.
Seeing Qin Yao really walked in, Aunt Qiao frowned and felt something was wrong, "Miss, this is not good, right?"
Miss Ding only looks innocent, but she is not stupid. She is the master, and Aunt Qiao has no right to interfere with her decision.
I pouted and said to Aunt Qiao in a childish way, "It's so boring for me to study alone. Usually when I ask you and Dou'er to study, you just beg for mercy. Today I want to be a teacher. It's rare that someone is willing to be a student. Please don't control me, otherwise I will be unhappy!"
Aunt Qiao bowed her head and said respectfully, "I dare not."
"If you don't dare, just step back." Miss Ding snorted, looking like a spoiled brat.
Aunt Qiao told Dou'er to take good care of the young lady and left.
Miss Ding enthusiastically pointed to the stool opposite the desk and asked Qin Yao to sit down. Then she picked up the book and asked Qin Yao if she wanted to read it.
"Okay." Qin Yao smiled and reached out to take it.
The bookshelf behind Miss Ding is full of books, ranging from enlightenment picture books to the Four Books and Five Classics, miscellaneous notes and travel notes.
If she hadn't called herself in, Qin Yao wouldn't have known that there were so many books in her room.
If you want to learn about a new world, books are the most convenient way. Qin Yao knows that such opportunities are rare, so what's wrong with being a student?
In this era of knowledge monopoly, if she had not come to the Ding family as a bodyguard, she would probably have no access to books at all.
There is a bookstore in Kaiyang County, but only students enrolled in the academy and those scholars with honors can enter.
Therefore, just the job of copying books can allow a poor student to support himself.
But even if it was a copied book, ordinary people still couldn't afford it.
Qin Yao had been to the county town twice before, but she just stood at the door of the bookstore and looked around. A copy of the Three Character Classic for Enlightenment cost eight cents of silver. Who could afford that?
Maybe kids all like to play role-playing games.
Because teaching Qin Yao was such a fulfilling student, Miss Ding fell in love with being a teacher.
Qin Yao already had the foundation of the original owner. She knew all the commonly used characters. Combined with her own knowledge reserves, the Book of Songs that Miss Ding brought out was not difficult for her at all.
After two days of class, we finished reading all 300 poems in the Book of Songs.
Miss Ding was very excited and felt that she had taught a genius.
That day, one of them was sitting in the house having an elegant lunch, while the other was sitting on a small stool at the door, eating rice from a large bowl.
Miss Ding heard the noise coming from the door and was inexplicably attracted.
Thinking that her father and brother were not at home, it didn't matter if she was occasionally impolite. She didn't look at Aunt Qiao's unhappy face, but walked out holding her blue and white porcelain bowl of rice.
Dou'er put down an embroidery stool next to Qin Yao, and Miss Ding sat down.
The big and the small looked at each other, smiled at each other, and ate together while looking at the blue sky above their heads.
After lunch, Miss Ding asked expectantly, "Madam Qin, what book do you want to read today?"
Qin Yao pointed to the bookshelf in the room, and Miss Ding led her in generously and let her choose.
Qin Yao stood in front of the bookshelf and looked around. Apart from the Four Books and Five Classics that she already knew, she wanted to read the rest of the miscellaneous notes and travelogues.
But there was no rush as there was still time, so Qin Yao chose a novel that was somewhat similar to fan fiction, titled "Secret History of the Harem".
The book still looks very new, with no wrinkles on the cover, and is placed in the corner of the bookshelf.
Seeing Qin Yao pull out the book, Miss Ding screamed "Ah!" and her first reaction was to rush to the living room to see if Aunt Qiao was there.
I was relieved when I didn't see anyone. Dou'er can't read, so there's no need to worry.
“How did you choose this one?”
Miss Ding waved her hand, motioning Qin Yao to come to the window. She kept staring at the door, looking guilty and glaring at Qin Yao with a bit of shame.
Qin Yao looked at the title of the book and asked in a low voice, "Banned book?"
Miss Ding looked annoyed as if to say, "So you know what I mean," but she didn't let Qin Yao put it back because she wanted to see it too.
"I asked my brother to secretly buy it for me. I like to read unofficial history and miscellaneous records, but I dare not let my father know. He will be furious if he knows!"
They would also say how could a girl look at such filthy things, saying it was a disgrace to the family, which was a very serious statement.
Qin Yao hissed and lied to the child, "This is something that only you and I know about, and only heaven and earth know about it. No third person will know about it."
"No, it's the fourth person." Miss Ding corrected in a low voice, "Brother knows too."
The two looked at each other, and Miss Ding's eyes were filled with excitement. Seeing that Qin Yao hadn't turned the page yet, she couldn't help but urged, "Read it first, and tell me when you've finished."
If there is something you cannot see, don't say it.
Qin Yao felt like laughing when she saw her eager-to-read-but-afraid look on her face. She thought to herself, could it be that this book has colors?
Wow, I get a little excited just thinking about it.
Qin Yao turned the page with a normal look on her face. Before she had read two lines, Miss Ding asked:
"What's it about? Is it good-looking?"
"Miss, I've just started looking." Qin Yao helplessly signaled her not to be anxious and to wait a little longer.
"Okay, then I'll go out and keep watch. You watch first and tell me when you're done." Miss Ding instructed.
Qin Yao nodded. This guy was too timid. It was just a book. What could it mean?
There is really something there!
However, it is not about the romantic history of a concubine and an emperor, but a serious literary style.
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