Sky Curtain: With a vermilion mirror, Jing travels through the modern world, shaking all dynasties.

Lin Xiaoyu asked, "Should we take Jingjing to school?"

Jiang Chuan frowned, and after a long pause, said in a deep voice, "Xiaoyu, do you think Jingjing is suitable for school? Putting aside her sensitive background, she's only just started learning pinyin. Do you want her to study with other children who have just started school?"

Lin Xiaoyu was taken aback.

Indeed, although Zhu Jingjing should be in junior high school by age, she is still a complete blank slate in terms of modern education.

"Then..." Lin Xiaoyu hesitated.

"Xiaoyu, let's forget about it." Jiang Chuan waved his hand, interrupting her hesitation. "We can teach her at home, taking turns. I don't expect her to become a great person. I just want her to be able to live like a normal person and learn some basic common sense, that's enough."

"Then what should we do with her in the future..." Lin Xiaoyu asked hesitantly.

"With me, her older brother, around, how could I let her go hungry?"

The thought that Zhu Jingjing might suddenly disappear one day darkened Jiang Chuan's expression, and he said with a sigh, "If we could return to the Ming Dynasty, she would be a princess, and we wouldn't need to worry about her."

The bedroom door opened, and Zhu Jingjing appeared wearing a loose pink nightgown, her hair disheveled and plastered to her face.

She rubbed her eyes, her gaze still a little dazed. "Brother, why are you and Sister Xiaoyu still up so late? What are you talking about?"

"Jingjing, did I disturb you?" Jiang Chuan got up and walked over, reaching out to gently wipe away the drool that remained at the corner of her mouth with practiced ease. "We didn't talk about anything, just chatting about everyday things. Go back to sleep, let's keep it down."

Zhu Jingjing yawned widely, a tear welling up in the corner of her eye. "What kind of trivial matters? I want to hear them too!"

Jiang Chuan looked at her, her eyes narrowed to slits from sleep, yet she stubbornly kept them open, and gave a helpless, bitter smile.

"We're just discussing whether or not to send you to a private school." He gently stroked her head affectionately and said softly, "It's too late today, let's both go to sleep and discuss it again tomorrow morning."

Zhu Jingjing nodded obediently, but before turning around, she glanced at Lin Xiaoyu on the sofa out of the corner of her eye.

She pouted slightly, afraid that if she left, her brother and sister Xiaoyu would get together again and whisper things she couldn't understand.

"Xiaoyu," she suddenly grabbed Lin Xiaoyu's hand, her voice tinged with a hint of coquettishness, "let's go back to our room and sleep together!"

Lin Xiaoyu looked up and met her eyes, which were wary yet also dependent. She smiled wryly and nodded.

The Great Ming Dynasty, Kunning Palace.

"Chongba, I wonder what exactly these private schools in later generations teach?" Hearing Jiang Chuan and Lin Xiaoyu discussing the matter of schools, Empress Ma raised her eyebrows slightly, a hint of inquiry in her eyes. "I wonder how they differ from the education system of our Great Ming Dynasty."

"Our private schools in the Great Ming Dynasty have always taken the Four Books and Five Classics as the foundation for one's character. Only after the foundation is solid can we supplement it with historical books such as the Records of the Grand Historian, or laws and regulations such as the Great Ming Code." Zhu Yuanzhang stood up with his hands behind his back and slowly paced around the room. "I suppose what later generations learned was mostly the same, nothing more than teaching more strange skills and tricks, and knowledge of things."

modern.

"Clang!"

A loud bang kicked Jiang Chuan out of Zhou Gong's arms.

His face darkened, and he drifted like a ghost to the kitchen doorway, yelling at the noisy figure inside, "What are you doing in there making pills so early in the morning? Can't a person get any sleep?!"

Lin Xiaoyu leaned out, holding a frying pan in her hand. "All you do is sleep! I didn't prepare breakfast in advance. What are you going to do if Jingjing wakes up hungry later?"

Jiang Chuan yawned, leaning against the doorframe. "What else can we do? Take her out for breakfast!"

"Nothing bought outside can compare to the cleanliness and hygiene of homemade food!" Lin Xiaoyu, wearing an apron, was busily working at the stove. "I can't control what you do, but don't you dare corrupt Jingjing!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan couldn't help but purse his lips, "How come you talk like my mother at such a young age!"

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Xiaoyu abruptly stopped what she was doing.

She slowly turned around, a "kind" smile on her face. "Jiang Chuan, what did you just say? Should I call Aunt Zhao right now and relay your profound insights to her?"

Jiang Chuan immediately backed down, "Alright then, I won't trouble you! Please, please, do whatever you want, I won't interfere!"

"Get lost!" Lin Xiaoyu laughed and cursed, making a move to throw a spatula at him.

After washing up, Jiang Chuan strolled to the door of Zhu Jingjing's bedroom.

It's better for everyone to wake up than for one person to wake up alone. How could this kind of "blessing" be complete without the little princess?

"Jingjing, get up!" He knocked on the door with a heavy thud, shouting in a high-pitched voice, "Your sister Xiaoyu has breakfast ready soon. If you don't eat it while it's hot, she'll throw a tantrum!"

With a rustling sound, the bedroom door was slowly pushed open.

Before Jiang Chuan could react, a soft, fluffy figure bumped into his arms.

"Brother, I'm so sleepy..." Zhu Jingjing murmured softly, her eyes still closed, "Even in the palace, they don't wake me up like this. Let me sleep a little longer..."

"Stop sleeping! Get up!"

Jiang Chuan chuckled mischievously and carried Zhu Jingjing into the bathroom.

He turned on the tap, filled his palm with some cool water, and carefully brought it to her face.

Water droplets slid through her fingers and gently splashed onto the little princess's sleeping face.

"Ah! So cool!" The icy sensation instantly dispelled her sleepiness, and Zhu Jingjing suddenly opened her eyes, subconsciously raising her hand to wipe her face.

Immediately afterwards, With a hint of coquettishness, she punched Jiang Chuan's chest with her little fist, "Brother, you're so annoying!"

Jiang Chuan picked up a towel from the side and handed it to her, saying, "Hurry up and wash your face, let's have breakfast together!"

At the dining table, Lin Xiaoyu looked at the brother and sister with a helpless expression.

They drooped like frostbitten eggplants, their heads hanging low, almost melting into their chairs.

Neither of these two guys wanted to help clean up!

She picked up her chopsticks and gently tapped the rim of the bowl. "Jiang Chuan, I made breakfast, so shouldn't you wash this bowl?"

Jiang Chuan raised his hand and pointed to Zhu Jingjing sitting opposite him, "I made dinner last night, it's Jingjing's turn!"

"Sister Xiaoyu, Jingjing wants to help too, but I'm just too sleepy..." Zhu Jingjing said pitifully.

"I just can't do anything with you guys, I'll wash the dishes!" Lin Xiaoyu picked up the dishes and chopsticks and headed towards the kitchen, not forgetting to remind them, "You guys better perk up, it's time to start teaching Jingjing today!"

As soon as the kitchen door closed, Jiang Chuan and Zhu Jingjing, who had been listless, instantly "revived," raised their heads, and gave each other a high five in unison.

"Brother, is the private school here fun?" Zhu Jingjing blinked her bright eyes and asked curiously, "If I go there, will I be able to make a lot of friends?"

"It's true I made friends..." Jiang Chuan sighed softly, recalling his youthful days, "but it wasn't exactly fun at all!"

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