321 Writing a Letter
Most of the Crimson Guards were uneducated and only vaguely knew how to count.
Jia, Yi, Bing, and Ding had all received some education, but Chi Ding felt that he could still teach the children martial arts, but it was impossible for him to tutor them in academics.
During the cla.s.s, if a student asked, “Sir, if someone bullies me, insults me, or slanders me, what should I do?”
Chi Ding would definitely say firmly, “Kill him.”
Wasn’t that just nurturing a village of a.s.sa.s.sins?
How badly would Miss Ah Yu’s hometown be ruined?
If the Young Master found out, he would probably chop him up first.
Old Madam w.a.n.g had no intention of letting Chi Ding off. “It’s time for you to prove your strength. If you can’t find a suitable teacher, I think you don’t have to work as a helper for the time being. You’ll be the first to be dismissed.”
Chi Ding heard a few people snickering around him. Without thinking, he knew that it must be Chi Tu and Chi She, those two heartless guys.
They had been hiding every day, and in the end, all the dirty work fell on him.
Moreover, this old lady sounded quite knowledgeable and could even use idioms.
It seemed that he could not bring over a random teacher.
Chi Ding said, “Old Madam, is it urgent to find a teacher? If not, I’ll send a letter to the Young Master and see if there’s a suitable candidate in Wanning City.”
As the capital of the Great Chang Nation, Wannian City was filled with scholars. Even those scholars who were eliminated by society were definitely much better than the junior scholars in the remote villages.
If he was lucky, he might even be able to find a scholar who had not entered politics or had retired.
Of course, the Young Master would not be able to invite the latter because the Young Master did not have that much influence. Moreover, no matter how good the Hu Family Village was, it was still a village.
Village Chief Hu hurriedly said, “There’s no hurry. We just don’t have anything to do recently. Let’s think about it first. Even if we want to invite a teacher over, we’ll have to wait until spring and after the farming work is done.”
Chi Ding knew that he could not avoid this matter, so he could only write a letter to the Young Master.
When she was writing the letter, Chi Tu slowly walked over. “Aren’t you going to ask if Miss Ah Yu wants to write anything?”
The Young Master was alone in Wanning City. If things didn’t go well for him, he would probably be pushed back into his cold and unfeeling mold.
However, in front of Miss Ah Yu, the Young Master was like a normal little boy.
If he received Miss Ah Yu’s letter, it might have a certain effect on him.
“That’s right. Why didn’t I think of that?!” Chi Ding put down the pen and paper in his hand and turned to look for Little Ah Yu.
Little Ah Yu had been a little busy for the past two days because she realized that the grape seeds she had spat out had sprouted a little.
She pulled Tang Yuan and Bian Dan to pick up the seedlings with her. She planned to plant them somewhere else.
When Chi Tu went over, Little Ah Yu was digging a hole with a small hoe.
“Ah Yu,” Chi Tu shouted from afar.
“Uncle Tu!” Little Ah Yu threw away the small hoe in her hand and ran over happily.
The other children also turned to look at him.
Chi Tu said, “We plan to write a letter to the Young Master. Do you want to write one to him too?”
Little Ah Yu’s eyes lit up at first, then drooped.
“B-but I can’t write-”
Chi Tu said, “It’s okay. You can tell me what you want to say. I’ll help you write it down. At the end, you can just put a little handprint.”
Little Ah Yu was immediately happy. “Okay, okay. Then I want to write, I want to write!”