Although Li Qinzai often claimed that he ran a pheasant school, pheasant school is ultimately a school, not a nursery, and the two are different in nature.
The elders sent the little bastards to the school mainly to let them study. Li Qinzai was full of knowledge in arithmetic and investigation, and the emperor and his ministers hoped that he could pass on his knowledge.
As vested interests, they certainly hope that Li Qinzai’s wealth of knowledge will be inherited by their descendants.
Li Qinzai also hopes that his knowledge can be passed on, no matter who he passes it on to. Under a subtle influence, perhaps his knowledge can make the world a better place, and he and his descendants can enjoy this beauty with peace of mind.
It's a pity that those little bastards don't think so.
They really seem to regard the school as a nursery.
Studying is not important, knowledge is not important, what is important is that there is a place to control them, restrain their words and deeds, and prevent them from getting into trouble.
Li Qinzai has no interest in being the director of the nursery. He really doesn’t want to be a nursery school. Everyone is separated. He is not his own child, so why should he look after other people’s children?
But since Xuancheng is willing to take over these bastards, Li Qinzai certainly wants it.
He also wanted to know how Xuancheng would teach the little bastards and improve their grades.
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School dormitory.
Li Qinzai sat in front of Wu Minzhi with an apologetic look on his face, looking guiltily at Wu Minzhi's haggard and embarrassed face.
Li Yifu sent assassins to attack Ganjing Village at night, and Li Qinzai issued a strict order to lock up Wu Minzhi for protection.
It has been four or five days since Li Yifu was beheaded. The matter has ended and everything is back on track, but Li Qinzai has forgotten one thing.
He forgot to release Wu Minzhi. To be more precise, he forgot about this person.
The Li family members who were guarding Wu Minzhi did not dare to release him without Li Qinzai's instructions. Even when Wu Minzhi asked them about the situation outside through the door, the members of the Li family thought that Li Qinzai had some deep meaning in continuing to imprison Wu Minzhi.
So he remained silent and didn't reveal anything at all.
Poor Wu Minzhi, after experiencing the assassin's night attack on Ganjing Village, has been locked in a small room, anxiously waiting for the incident to pass. He has trouble sleeping and eating every day, holding the window lattice and looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside.
The more things passed, the more something was wrong. Wu Minzhi could even hear the frolicking of the bastards in the school, and the sound of the cloud board banging at the end of class.
It seemed that the whole world had returned to bright and sunny weather, but he was the only one who was still struggling in the ice and snow.
Almost autistic.
Until one day, Li Qinzai was coaxing the baby in the yard, and Liu Asi cautiously reported that Wu Minzhi didn't know what was wrong and started banging his head against the door frame.
Should Wu Shaolang take any measures, such as knocking him unconscious with a stick, or giving him some sweat medicine in his food to calm him down...
Li Qinzai was stunned for a moment, and then blurted out "f*ck". Hongbi in his arms immediately grinned, and a stream of glistening saliva flowed down his face.
Throwing the child to the old woman, Li Qinzai led his troops and hurried to the school dormitory.
Opening the door, Wu Minzhi's despairing expression came into view. His eyes were red, his hair was messy, and his hairline seemed to have moved back half an inch. The clothes on his body exuded a sour smell. It smelled like someone trying to mate on Valentine's Day night.
And sent red roses.
"Minzhi, I'm late!" Li Qinzai sighed guiltily, with a sad look on his face.
Wu Minzhi looked at him with dull eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Has the matter outside passed?"
"It's all over. Li Yifu has been beheaded, and the villagers have also been moved..."
"How long has it been?"
Li Qinzai said without changing his expression: "Yesterday just passed, and I just received the news from Chang'an City last night. Today I came here without stopping to tell you."
Wu Minzhi said quietly: "Sir, I have studied a lot, don't lie to me..."
Li Qinzai said angrily: "You kid, are you stupid? How could you, sir, lie to your disciples?"
"But why did I hear that it had been four or five days, and I was incarcerated for four or five days for no reason..." Wu Minzhi sighed: "Sir, tell the truth, have you forgotten me?"
A look of embarrassment flashed through Li Qinzai's eyes, and then he said seriously: "Minzhi, your thoughts are very dangerous. As a disciple, you must first unconditionally trust your teacher. If teachers and students are suspicious of each other, how can there be integrity and trust in this world?"
True, good, and beautiful?”
Wu Minzhi was silent for a moment and said: "Okay, I believe it."
Li Qinzai was a little surprised. Do you believe it now? I still have a lot of lies to say.
Wu Minzhi added quietly: "The main reason is that the disciples are on your territory and you have a large number of people, so the disciples have to be aware of current affairs."
Li Qinzai nodded happily: "Minzhi, your future achievements will definitely be much greater than those bastards."
After walking out of the room where he had been imprisoned for many days, Wu Minzhi stretched and took a deep breath of free air.
"Go back to Chang'an City and take a look?" Li Qinzai asked.
Wu Minzhi smiled bitterly: "My mother went to Bingzhou to avoid trouble, and my sister has been buried. What else do I care about Chang'an? It's okay not to go."
"Sir, I have missed a lot of classes these days. I request to go back to school to study."
Li Qinzai was in awe: "Since you are so free, I will satisfy you."
After leading Wu Minzhi to the classroom, the two of them walked outside the door, only to hear a shrill scream.
Li Qinzai was stunned, quietly stood outside the window and looked in, only to see Princess Xuancheng standing on the podium, holding a pointer in her slender little hand, pointing at a few simple math problems on the blackboard, which was about the third grade of elementary school.
Shangguan Kun'er squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, and Princess Yiyang stood behind him.
Yiyang had a fierce expression on his face, holding a stick as thick as an arm in his hand, and stared coldly at Shangguan Kun'er.
Xuancheng on the podium smiled beautifully: "Come on, Junior Brother Kun'er, this should be the knowledge taught by Mr. two years ago. With your current ability, you can easily calculate it without paper and pencil. Tell me, the answer to this question is
What’s the answer?”
Shangguan Kun'er said without hesitation: "The answer is five."
Xuancheng smiled: "That's wrong, you can't be blind."
Snapped!
Behind him, Yiyang hit Shangguan Kun'er hard on the back with a stick, and Shangguan Kun'er screamed again, with cold sweat streaming down his forehead.
"Cherish the opportunity to answer questions. Why bother if you get a beating every time you answer a question incorrectly? Isn't it good to carefully calculate the correct answer?" Xuancheng said softly.
After screaming, the scarred Shangguan Kun'er finally became serious. He looked at the question carefully, calculated several times in his mind quickly, and then said: "The answer is three."
Xuancheng smiled: "Huh? You did it right this time. Was it a trick?"
"It's calculated, it's calculated! It's really calculated this time!" Shangguan Kun'er said with a tearful voice.
Xuancheng sighed: "Look, you are obviously a very smart person, and you can get the questions right even if you are serious. Why do you always get the wrong answers during the exam and make your husband angry?"
Shangguan Kuner cried: "I will never dare to do it again!"
Suddenly another sap fell on the back. Shangguan Kun'er screamed and turned his head, saying sadly and angrily: "Why is this?"
Yiyang said coldly: "The one who cries and moans has no masculinity at all. He should be beaten!"