Xiao Han, who was just rejoicing over something that was not his own, suddenly reacted and almost choked to death on the spot. He looked at Tang Jian who was about to fall asleep with an extremely weird expression, and quickly grabbed Tang Jian.
His arms swayed and he said: "Hey, Old Tang, don't sleep yet, get up! Did I say this? Why don't I remember? Besides, why do you need me to equip the equipment? Isn't this a matter of the Ministry of Industry? It just so happened that the samurai
Yan has just taken office, so it would be nice to let him make some political achievements..."
"No... ok, no way!" Tang Jian looked like he was drunk, and said with a big tongue: "Elite... teachers naturally need elite equipment... those things produced by the Ministry of Industry are all for you to play with.
The rest are not. Although there are a few master-level craftsmen, but with those few people, it is necessary to collect enough equipment for an army. It is estimated that the battle is over and the weapons have not been issued yet, so I have to trouble you to think of a way. Besides,
You can't just use the name of the Marquis and take the benefits and not work..."
"Let it go!!! What a nonsense!"
Xiao Han was so angry that Tang Jian jumped up, and shouted anxiously: "Why do you mean I'm taking advantage of the name of the Marquis? What advantage do I have? Until now, I haven't seen a cent of my salary, and I haven't even seen my official uniform.
I spent my own money to do it, and to be granted a title of Marquis, I have to buy the land myself! I feel like a loser for doing this as a Marquis!"
"Hey, hey, hey, don't keep dancing, I'm dazzled..." Tang Jian tugged at Xiao Han randomly and said with his tongue almost tangled: "Don't worry, isn't this... special treatment in special circumstances?
It seems you are the one who said this...Besides, the money has been prepared, and it has been robbed. Look at the people around you. Who has received a salary recently? Your Majesty is almost eating only two meals a day now.
Just be patient..."
"I don't care, I have no money, no one, and most of the country can't accomplish things. You let me, a little little prince who doesn't care about a dog, do it. It's just a dream!"
"The King of Qin said...give money and benefits..."
"Not even if you give money...how much money will you give? How many benefits will you give..."
“…”
"…………"
It was late at night, and Tang Jian was finally helped into the wooden house by his entourage.
Xiao Han was lying in the big tent, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. Tang Jian was indeed a diplomat. He could bargain with Xiao Han even when he was drunk. However, after the agreement was reached, Xiao Han always felt a little bit off.
The feeling of being in a conspiracy...
"Xiaodong, Xiaodong, where did you die?"
The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. He suddenly got up and Xiao Han shouted outside.
"Come here, come here, Lord Marquis, do you want some water?"
As soon as Xiao Han finished speaking, Xiaodong opened the tent curtain with a large bowl of water and looked at Xiao Han diligently.
When Xiao Han looked at the water bowl, he immediately felt thirsty in his mouth. He quickly took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. He took a breath, threw the bowl to Xiaodong, and asked: "Master Hou, I once said that the King of Qin would form an elite force."
force?"
Xiaodong was a little dazed by Xiao Han's question. He scratched his head for a long time with an empty bowl, and then he suddenly realized and said to Xiao Han: "Oh, I remember, Mr. Hou, you said that that was the time you drank too much.
At that time, both Lunzi and I heard it!"
I didn't expect that I actually said it, but why couldn't I remember anything... Xiao Han irritably slapped his forehead with his hand, and said feebly: "Then what else did I say, that I would provide equipment to King Qin?"
"That's not true. One day you were too drunk, talked nonsense, and fell asleep. Lengzi and I were beside you to support you. You must not have said this! But King Qin asked you to help
Please refer to the equipment details."
"What about me, agreed?" Xiao Han asked strangely.
"No, you fell asleep at that time, but everyone else was nodding..."
"Tang Jian! You old fox!!!"
Hearing this, Xiao Han finally understood. It turned out that he had been tricked. He obviously had nothing, but he was fooled by this old fox into admitting it. He even bargained with himself hypocritically. I guess this guy's stomach was swollen from laughing at that time.
!
After being tricked by Tang Jian and not having the nerve to settle the score with him, Xiao Han lay down on the soft couch with a plop. Now he suddenly remembered that while drinking, he noticed something strange about Tang Jian's sleeves. Now that he thought about it, that fluttering
The dangling sleeves later became stiff and straight. Isn’t that a symbol of being soaked?!
"This damn old fox is pretending to be real, he, mother, looks like him!"
Xiaodong on the side didn't know why his Lord Marquis was suddenly so angry, but although he was curious, after weighing the chances and consequences of Xiao Han becoming angry, he still wisely exited the tent.
Some people say that the greatest happiness in life is to lie down and do nothing every day and live happily, but this will never belong to the lower class of the public.
The little son who was lying in bed was hit hard with the sole of his shoe on his buttocks. Accompanied by the screams of ghosts and wolves, Xiao Han School started again.
The gentleman who had taught Xiao Da and the others seemed to be assimilated by the atmosphere of the Xiao family. After Xiao Han moved to Sanyuan County, the gentleman simply moved his family to Xiao Han. When the school was officially built, he couldn't wait to live there.
The addiction to teaching and educating people, and nurturing talented people is indeed the happiness of being a teacher, not to mention the best food and wine in the Tang Dynasty. Perhaps, this is the most important reason for Mr. Pingpianpidian to follow you.
reason……
By the river, the brand new big house was carefully plastered with cement, and all the originally prominent edges and corners were smoothed into arc shapes. Even the seats and benches that Xiao Han specially ordered the carpenters to make when he recalled his later school days were unified.
With the edges and corners removed, the first thing people feel when they walk in is that it is clean and safe.
No matter at any time, everything for the next generation is the ultimate thought of every Chinese.
Knowing that their children could read and practice calligraphy, the loyal farmers without saying a word, all brought their children over, ranging from four or five years old to fifteen or sixteen years old. Some even licked their faces and pulled their own children who were almost twenty.
My son asked if he could go to school.
"Go away, his son is still in class inside, why should he go too? How shameless? Does his son call him a classmate or father?"
In the corridor of the school, Butler Lu pointed at an old man and a young man and almost jumped up. He had never seen such people taking advantage of the master's family. Without spending a penny, both father and son came to school. What did they think of this place?!
However, Xiao Han didn't think so. Xiao Han, who came all the way to watch the opening ceremony, also saw Butler Lu and the shy young man who was yelled at by him. He quickly came over to pull the furious Butler aside and comforted him: "Hey,
Lao Lu, don't get angry. The classroom is so big. One more person is not a big deal, and one less person is not a big deal. Besides, there is no end to learning. Even if he comes to learn arithmetic, wouldn't it be good for him to make a fortune in the future?
If he wants to learn, let him learn! After all, we are all our own people. In this way, we can set a rule here. As long as we don’t disturb the teacher’s teaching, the wind can come in here, the rain can come in, and the teacher can come in. Those who want to learn.
You can come in too!"
When the young man heard what Xiao Han said from afar, most of the shyness on his face disappeared, and he silently bowed to Xiao Han. His old father also bowed beside him, but he was almost sobbing: "Dad, I don't have the ability, I can't
I let you study at your best time, and now that you have met the good Lord Marquis, you can come and learn if you want, and dad can still do the work at home!"
The young man who had been trying to hold back his tears was already streaming down his face, and his heart seemed to be shattered into powder in an instant. He knelt heavily on the ground, kowtowed to his old father several times, and was about to get up and leave the school!
Although he wanted to learn to read and write since he was a child and get rid of the fate of being a soldier and farming, it was really unworthy of him to let his old father shoulder the burden of the family for him. Regardless, in the face of reality and ideals, reality is more important after all.
"Hey! Stop!" Xiao Han shouted quickly when he saw that the young man was about to turn away.
The young man stood still, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and looked at Xiao Han without saying anything with red eyes.
"Go to school if you want, no one will laugh at you! If you are afraid of delaying your ability to earn money to support your family, then find some work! It just so happens that there is a lack of handymen in this school, so you have to work harder. Go to school when they are in school, and they will play during recess.
When you are here, you can work, help your husband prepare a lesson plan, move tables, chairs and benches, you won’t be tired at all, and you can ask the housekeeper to calculate your wages! I don’t care.”
After Xiao Han finished speaking, the young man froze on the spot and did not come back to his senses for a long time. However, the old father woke up first and came up and kicked his son in the crook of the leg: "If you don't kowtow to the Marquis, the Marquis is so kind to us.
The Ma family will never be repaid until death!"
Not used to seeing kowtow bugs, Xiao Han touched his nose and walked out of the corridor. He only felt that the sky outside was blue and the people were beautiful. Could it be that doing good deeds could cleanse one's soul? So after reading the Little Yellow Book for so many years, the soul must be
How many good things does it take to get clean?
The construction site, which has fewer children, seems to be running more smoothly than before. At this time, the first batch of houses have been capped, and only the doors and windows need to be installed before they can be moved in.
The pursuit of beauty is engraved in the bones of the ancients. It’s not like we have lived in rural areas in later generations. We have seen many window frames and wooden doors made of logs, but the carvings on them seem to have only been seen in palace dramas. I didn’t expect it to be here in my home now.
Can also be seen.
Now, the limited carpenters in the fiefdom were almost crazy about their work. This family gave a few eggs, and that family gave a few big ones, just to add a few more patterns on the wood. Xiao Han couldn't figure it out at all.
What?
Of course, if you carve some patterns into your home, saying that it looks good and is comfortable to live in, I will tolerate it. After all, everyone likes their home to be more beautiful and comfortable, which is understandable.
But why don't your blacksmith join in the fun?
I want you to get a set of armor, good guys. A prototype will be sent to you in a few days. The leather is matched with armor leaves. The two round breast shields inlaid on the chest have been polished to a shiny finish, for fear that others will not know.
Wherever your heart is!
The most terrible thing is that the armor leaves are actually hollow! When Xiao Han was holding the armor, he doubted that any idiot wearing this armor would be knocked off instantly by a round of blows as soon as he appeared on the scene!
