Li Yan pulled Zheng Hui back to her room and then brought some tea over.
"Please sit down for a while. I'll bring you some snacks!"
Zheng Hui pulled Li Yan aside and said, "Stop busying yourself. Come sit with me and talk to me!"
Li Yan sat down next to him and said, "Oh, I forgot to ask you, how did your marriage proposal turn out?"
Zheng Hui pursed her lips and smiled, "Let's put it aside!"
"But did you find anything wrong with that person?" Li Yan asked curiously.
"It was all thanks to your suggestion. My mother later sent her personal nanny to Jiangnan to investigate. Guess what? That man seems to have a childhood sweetheart cousin, and they have mutual feelings for each other. However, the cousin's family seems to have fallen on hard times, so the family is looking for a more powerful family."
After hearing what Zheng Hui said, Li Yan felt a pang in her heart.
Not to mention how disgusting it would be to marry a man who has another woman in his heart, even if she did marry him there would be many troubles. This man is indeed not a good match for Zheng Hui.
"How did you find out such a secret thing?" Li Yan asked.
Zheng Hui smiled faintly and said, "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself. Outsiders may not know what's going on between the two of you, but the maids and old women in the mansion naturally know about it. Madam can also find out with some effort!"
Li Yan saw that her expression was a little gloomy when she said this, and patted her hands to comfort her.
Zheng Hui came back to her senses and smiled brightly again, "Don't worry, I'm fine!"
She was already very happy that her parents were willing to reject her uncle's plan for her. She could talk about the future later.
Looking at the somewhat lonely Zheng Hui, Li Yan wanted to speak several times, but hesitated. In this dynasty with extremely strict feudal ethics, she could not encourage others to do things that were not tolerated by this dynasty.
Seeing Zheng Hui's low mood, Li Yan changed the subject and said, "Our village has just opened a village school. I'll take you there. I'm going to give the villagers an arithmetic class later."
Zheng Hui became interested when she heard this. "Why did you want to teach the villagers arithmetic?"
Li Yan recounted what happened at the noodle shop yesterday to Zheng Hui. "The villagers are mostly illiterate, and have no idea about arithmetic. I thought I'd use the break time to give them some basic knowledge. After all, math is ubiquitous in everyday life. If you're interested, why not take a look?"
"Can I come too?" Zheng Hui asked, pointing at herself.
Li Yan nodded. "Of course. Confucius said, 'There is no distinction in education.' There's no question of whether or not. Just come!"
Zheng Hui was very happy and stood up immediately, "Come on, take me to your village school to take a look!"
When Li Yan and Zheng Hui walked outside the village school, they heard the sound of reading aloud. From the window, they could see the students in the school, shaking their heads and reciting the Thousand Character Classic.
After reciting the entire text, Lu Kang called a few more students to the stage to recite a passage silently. The students on the stage wrote on the big blackboard, while the students below wrote on their own handwriting boards.
After the children on the blackboard finished writing from memory, Lu Kang selected a few children and asked them to recite them. He selected one child for each paragraph, which made the children present both excited and nervous.
The atmosphere in the classroom seems very active.
Although Zheng Hui had hired a teacher to give lessons at home, she knew that classes were not taught in that way in schools outside because she had never been to a school.
"What is that black thing? And what are the words written on it?" Zheng Hui asked with interest.
Li Yan took her to another classroom and explained, "This is called a blackboard. It's made by applying ground ink to a wooden board. This white stuff is called chalk. It's made of lime!"
"To be honest, this is a tool I came up with temporarily to replace pen and ink. I first taught the children to recognize these characters and familiarize themselves with their strokes. Once they are familiar with the order of strokes, I gave them pen and ink to practice."
Zheng Hui couldn't help but clap her hands and said, "Your idea is good."
Although she was a daughter of a wealthy family, she also understood the sufferings of the people and often learned from her father about the difficulties faced by students from poor families.
With your method, the threshold for reading and writing will be lowered a lot.
Thinking of this, Zheng Hui asked rather embarrassedly, "Can I tell this method to my father? He will definitely be delighted when he knows it!"
“I couldn’t ask for more!”
After all, her power is limited. It would be great if County Magistrate Zheng could promote this method!
The two stayed in the dormitory for a while, and soon it was time to leave. Li Yan turned around and said to Zheng Hui, "The next period is arithmetic class. Let's go, it's a good opportunity to listen to what I have to say!"
Li Yan arranged Zheng Hui to sit below her and began to write on the blackboard.
The villagers stood outside the school from a distance and watched the children leave the school before they walked over embarrassedly.
As soon as the villagers entered the school, they saw a girl in luxurious clothes. They didn't dare to look at her for too long and ran to the back of the school to sit down. They whispered to each other and looked curiously at Li Yan who was writing furiously on the blackboard.
Li Yan first wrote two counting rods belonging to this era on the blackboard, and then wrote the Arabic numerals from zero to nine on the other side.
One of them is a vertical number from one to nine, with one vertical line representing one, two vertical lines representing two, and five vertical lines representing five. . . One horizontal line and four vertical lines represent nine.
The other type is the horizontal format from one to nine, where one horizontal line represents one, two horizontal lines represent two, five horizontal lines represent five, and four horizontal lines and one vertical line represent nine.
Li Yan simply introduced the counting method of counting rods to everyone, and then said to everyone: "Today I want to talk about this counting method.
Li Yan pointed to the Arabic numerals on one side.
You just need to remember what these numbers represent, and arithmetic will become simple and easy to learn. Subsequent addition and subtraction will be very easy. If you don’t believe me, I will demonstrate it to you in a moment.”
Li Yan first introduced the Arabic numerals from zero to nine to everyone, and then asked, "Does anyone know what five plus nine is?"
The villagers had just been scolded by Li Yan and their minds were still confused. Suddenly, when they heard Li Yan's question, they started to rummage around.
Fortunately, Li Yan's question wasn't a complicated one, and someone answered immediately: "I know, it's fourteen!"
Li Yan smiled and said, "That's right, then what is fourteen plus nine?"
The villager didn't have time to be happy for long before he was suddenly stumped by the question again. He lowered his head and started counting with his fingers. This time, after a while, he said with less certainty than the first time: "Twenty-three?"
Li Yan nodded and continued, "Then what is twenty-three plus nineteen?"
Seeing that everyone was silent for a while, he counted his fingers and wanted to pull other people's fingers.
Li Yan couldn't help but say, "It's forty-two!"
Everyone was surprised. "Girl, how did you figure it out so quickly?"
"It's very simple. This is the vertical calculation method I want to teach you today!"
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