One of the educational purposes of Ganjingzhuang Pheasant School is to be unreasonable.
In the past year, Li Qinzai was away fighting, and there had been no communication between teachers and students for so long that these bastards actually dared to trick the teacher.
It really proves that saying, if you don’t fight for three days, you will go to the house and uncover the tiles.
Li Qinzai couldn't help but smile horribly at the thought of being able to whip these bastards without restraint.
After coming off the battlefield, he seemed to be becoming more and more abnormal...
A group of people set out on the road, including teachers and students, as well as followers from each family. There were hundreds of people in the crowd.
It was almost evening when we arrived at Ganjingzhuang. When the carriage arrived at the entrance of the village, Li Qinzai couldn't help but take a deep breath as he looked at the rolling hills, the low farmer's houses, and the smell of cooking smoke that drifted into his nose.
This place of peace of mind is my hometown, and this is his destination. The moment he was knocked away by a war horse on the battlefield, the last thought in Li Qinzai's mind was that he hoped his soul would return here.
Every plant and tree, I have seen in my dream that millions of soldiers and pastoral songs live in a man's heart at the same time.
"Dad, we're home!" Qiao'er stuck her butt out and looked out the window, pointing to the courtyard in the distance and shouting excitedly.
Hongbi next to him giggled and muttered: "Home, home..."
Li Qinzai rubbed the heads of the two boys and said with a smile: "Yes, we are home."
The carriage drove for a while and suddenly heard a dealer shouting outside.
"The fifth young master has returned to the village, the fifth young master has returned to the village!"
Soon a gong sounded in the village, and all the villagers, old, young, women, and children ran out, crowding the narrow country road.
Everyone stopped in front of the carriage and saluted Li Qinzai's carriage.
"Congratulations to Fifth Young Master on his triumphant victory, the Tang Dynasty will be victorious!" everyone said in unison.
The curtain was opened, and Li Qinzai was carried out of the carriage by his troops and sat in a wheelchair.
Seeing Li Qinzai's weak look, the villagers' eyes turned red. This was an invisible medal for fighting for the country.
"Fifth Young Master has suffered!" An old man stepped forward and burst into tears. It was Old Wei who had not seen him for a long time.
Old Wei was already very old, and Li Qinzai couldn't bear to take him with him when he went on an expedition, so he asked him to stay in Zhuangzi.
Fortunately, he didn't bring it with him at the time, otherwise the battle outside Wugu City would have been so brutal, it would have been difficult for Wei to survive.
Li Qinzai greeted everyone with a smile, and Buqu pushed his wheelchair forward slowly. The farmers moved out of the way, and wherever the wheelchair went, there were people who bowed and saluted devoutly.
Li Sujie and other disciples followed Li Qinzai, holding their heads high and chest high unconsciously. Seeing the scene of Li Qinzai being admired and admired by the villagers, the disciples couldn't help but have an idea.
This is what a man should do.
Returning to the other courtyard, the servants were already waiting outside. Butler Cui greeted Li Qinzai with runny nose and tears. After the fifth son left, the watchdog at home had no appetite and was alive.
Lost two pounds and so on.
The words were good, but Li Qinzai felt a little embarrassed when he heard them.
Does the dog have an appetite when I am at home? In the eyes of the dog, I am just a stick of bones?
The disciples were kicked into the school dormitory, and the servants from the other courtyard settled down the master, mistress, and young men. The courtyard and wing rooms were carefully cleaned, and the kitchen began to boil oil.
With Li Qinzai's return, everything in the other courtyard is running in an orderly manner.
Li Qinzai was lying in the side room, with a large charcoal stove beside him, and several sweet potatoes were roasting on the red stove.
Manager Cui stood beside Li Qinzai and waited on him, talking about some trivial things in Zhuangzi.
Looking at the roasted sweet potatoes, Li Qinzai suddenly asked: "How are the farmers' grain reserves for winter this year?"
Cui Guanshi smiled and said: "This year's situation is pretty good. There are no major natural disasters. Although it is not as good as the good harvest years, the yield per mu is good, especially sweet potatoes. All the wasteland in the village has been planted. The yield is a bit scary. Every family has a good harvest."
After saving two to three thousand kilograms, no one will starve to death anyway."
Li Qinzai hummed happily and said: "Sweet potatoes can be used as a staple food, but you can't eat too much. You can tell the farmers tomorrow that it is best to eat them with the staple food."
"Let everyone raise more pigs, chickens and ducks if they have nothing to do. Now we have no shortage of staple food. We have to pay a little cost to raise poultry. The burden is not too big. We can eat meat during the holidays, or use the meat to exchange for some oil and salt at home."
Cloth, silk or whatever, life must have a head start."
Manager Cui nodded and wrote them down one by one.
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Early the next morning, the disciples in the school were already sitting in the classroom, waiting for Li Qinzai to start class. Everyone had a smile on their face. The long-lost teaching life had finally resumed.
Although their husband was very strict with them and often beat, scolded and ridiculed them, for some reason they still felt that Li Qinzai was the best gentleman in the world and that being able to study under him was the greatest luck in their lives.
With excitement, the disciples waited until three o'clock in the morning, but Li Qinzai still didn't arrive.
Li Sujie and others suddenly awakened their memories.
My husband always does whatever he wants in class, and he has to sleep until he wakes up naturally to be in a good mood.
At this moment, my husband is probably still snoring on the high bed.
After all, I was still too naive.
At noon, when everyone was about to disperse for dinner, Li Qinzai finally arrived late.
Lazily pushing his wheelchair into the classroom, Li Qinzai looked around at everyone.
"From your still clear and stupid eyes, I discovered the fact that your knowledge has not improved at all in the past year." Li Qinzai activated the sarcasm skill in his first sentence.
"Sir is not here, and the disciples are confused but don't know how to solve them, so their knowledge has to stagnate." Li Sujie bravely replied.
"It's my fault, can I kowtow to you and apologize?"
Everyone immediately stood up in fear, not even daring to speak.
Li Qinzai said slowly: "Although the Chinese New Year is coming soon, today is also the first day of school. The first thing to do on the first day of school is, do you know what it is?"
"Check the homework..." Qi Bizhen replied listlessly.
Li Qinzai smiled: "Checking homework is one of them, and the other is that starting from this school year, there will be an additional agriculture class in the school."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion.
"The so-called agricultural class is to follow the farmers to work in the fields during spring sowing, tilling the soil, transplanting rice seedlings, weeding, thinning, etc. What the farmers do, you follow."
Li Sujie said in astonishment: "Sir, why?"
Li Qinzai's expression became serious: "What you learn should be put into practice, and what you know and what you do should be the same as others. Those of you here are either princes or sons of powerful people. In the future, no matter how big or small, you will all be appointed officials to benefit the people."
"But you are like this now. Your limbs are not working hard, your grains are not separated, and you don't know the sufferings of the world. If you are an official and frequently implement bad policies, it will be a huge disaster for the people."
"You must know what ordinary people do every day, what they eat, and what they use. Put down your noble figures and work down-to-earth as farmers in the village for two years. This period of time will surely benefit you throughout your life."
"I don't want you to say stupid things like 'why not eat minced meat' when the people can't afford to eat after you become officials."