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Ye Muyu felt that her thoughts were becoming more and more simple.

After cutting the sweet potatoes into pieces and washing them, Chu Heng returned with a few pieces of ginger in his hands.

Ye Muyu took it and was about to cut it into pieces.

Chu Heng reminded, “Don’t put too much. Every medicine is 30% poisonous. Anything that goes too far is as bad as falling short.”

Ye Muyu did not refute. Although ginger had more than just medicinal value, it was impossible to do specific experiments in this era. Naturally, the Compendium of Materia Medica became the only standard.

Moreover, Chu Heng was not wrong, so Ye Muyu naturally listened.

He cut some ginger and put it in to adjust the taste.

Ye Muyu then boiled some water to cook the meatball soup.

Chu Heng did not stay any longer. He left the kitchen and went to the west wing to assess Chu Jin.

“Recite the Thousand Character Script.” Chu Heng sat on a stool, took a book, and asked Chu Jin to memorize it.

Chu Jin stumbled as he recited, and Chu Heng instantly frowned.

Perhaps it was because he was afraid, but Chu Jin was able to recite the first half of the book even though his recitation was not smooth.

Chu Heng checked his handwriting again and noticed that he was quite serious at the end. He did not reprimand him anymore. He put away the copied paper and handed it to him. “This is the paper you used.”

Chu Jin quickly took it. If it was his previous personality, he would definitely not care.

However, the pain of copying texts today was too deep. He was afraid that he would be punished for copying texts again if he made a mistake, so he quickly found a wooden box and placed the paper inside.

Seeing this, Chu Heng began to explain to him the meaning of paper, ink, brush, and inkstone to scholars.

“If a man is rich and the sky is clever, spring will enter the hair of the paper mulberry.”

“This poem was mentioned by the famous poet Su Shi in the ‘Book of Broken Branches Painted by King Shu Yanling’.”

“Scholars need to rely on brush, ink, paper, and inkstone to achieve their achievements. Naturally, we can’t treat them casually. Although you’re still young, you have to understand the principle of cherishing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.”

“Father, I will cherish them.” Chu Jin had indeed not taken them to heart before. He was at the age where he was playful, and Madam Ye usually doted on him, so he had not thought about this at all.

Now that Chu Heng had specifically mentioned this matter to him, it was hard for him not to know.

Children were still afraid of adults.

Although Chu Jin did not understand the meaning of studying, and he was not at the age where he should consider the big things in life. He did not dare to waste his money or go back on his words with Chu Heng’s strict guidance.

After talking to his son for a while, Chu Heng suddenly remembered that Ye Muyu wanted to study.

He turned around and saw Chu Ziluo leaning against the window, listening intently.

He waved his hand and called her in.

“Come and sit.”

Chu Ziluo did not dare to resist. She quickly walked over and sat on the stool. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Chu Heng.

“Ziluo, you want to study too?” Chu Heng asked.

“Study?” Chu Ziluo was stunned. She did not expect that she would be involved in such a costly matter. Thinking of everyone’s yearning for education, Chu Ziluo asked nervously, “Father, can I study too?”

“But everyone says that girls don’t need to study.”

“If my younger brother studies and my father studies and becomes a high official, then my mother and I will be able to live a good life in the future. Actually, I think our lives are already very good now.”

Looking at his daughter’s sensible appearance, Chu Heng could not help but think of her being implicated by Madam Ye in his previous life.

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