When some miscellaneous officials in the children's camp who knew the leaders saw a group of people coming in, they would salute them greatly.
It turned out that this middle-aged man was Wang Xianzhi, a private salt dealer who started a rebellion in Changyuan and called himself "General Junping Tianbu". The people next to him were all high-ranking members of the rebel army.
Wang Xianzhi waved her hand to tell him to be silent. The miscellaneous official was at a loss for a moment and had to look at Military Advisor Lu for help.
But Military Advisor Lu smiled and said: "I called you, General. Please take us to see the new Mr. Wu."
The miscellaneous official was confident, so he gave a fist-cup salute to everyone, and then introduced the situation: "This Mr. Wu Yong came here at the end of July. He calls himself a native of Quanzhou, Fujian, and he is a failed scholar.
Known as 'Zhi Duo Xing'."
Vice-capital Commander Shang Junchang smiled: "The title of scholar is quite interesting, and I am not afraid of the wind blowing my tongue."
The miscellaneous officer nodded in agreement: "We originally thought that this person was too boastful, but there was indeed a shortage of scholars in the army. When the military saw that he could read and write, and read the scriptures thoroughly, he was asked to come to the Children's Camp to do some work first.
Logistical paperwork.”
"At that time, the children's camp was full of half-grown lads who were at an age where they were not afraid of anything. They were making trouble all day long, and the camp couldn't control them. They just let them play around. Anyway, they would just rush over in a swarm when they went to the battlefield."
Wang Xianzhi sighed. He also knew that most of the children's camp was like this. Although he wanted to unified management by accepting orphans from the battlefield to build a camp, so that these lonely children would not die in the chaos, but after all
There is not enough manpower to manage it.
But when they walked near the school, they were all shocked. Although the house was dilapidated, it was coated with a thick layer of chalk, which was so white that it shone brightly in the sun. Wang Xianzhi even walked faster.
This house was obviously built by the children's camp. It was divided into seven or eight large rooms. In each room, there were neatly arranged Hu tables and Hudens. The usually lawless orphans sat on stools and sang songs.
Singing children's songs.
Wang Xianzhi suddenly asked: "What is the name of this song?"
The clerk was stunned for a moment, and replied with some embarrassment: "Reporting to the general, I don't know, but would you like me to go in now and ask Mr. Wu Yong the name of the song here?"
Wang Xianzhi was a little disappointed, but he also knew that he couldn't blame the clerk. There were so many children in the children's camp and the affairs were complicated. He really couldn't force the clerk to still take care of the teaching work.
He waved his hand to the miscellaneous official: "You can continue to talk about what happened after Mr. Wu Yong came to the children's camp."
The miscellaneous official introduced him. At first, Mr. Wu Yong did do clerical work in the camp for a period of time, but later because orphans often fought and collided with management staff, he took the initiative to ask for help during the spare time.
, he will take these children to class.
Most of these orphans came from poor backgrounds. Although they often laughed at the weak scholars in the camp, when they learned that there were scholars who were willing to teach them writing and give them lessons, they immediately became obedient. Even the most trouble-making fools should not be irritated at this time.
Head.
Mr. Wu Yong tested everyone's educational level at the beginning, but to everyone's expectation, he did not divide classes into batches according to educational level, but still divided them into six classes according to age.
The orphan camp with a total of five to six hundred people was divided into six classes, with each class ranging from fifty to sixty to a hundred people. The most interesting thing is that several children were pulled out and given some random names to let them
Help yourself manage other children.
There are eight people including monitor, deputy monitor, study committee, discipline committee, sports committee, life committee, health committee, and publicity committee. In addition, there are four group leaders, but not all of them are highly educated.
There are all kinds of children who serve as class cadres, including those who are illiterate.
On weekdays, in addition to reading and practicing calligraphy, Mr. Wu Yong also taught these orphans how to sing, exercise, run, and shoot guns. Every few days, he also arranged for them to build houses, hunt, and catch fish. They are now sitting here.
The tables and chairs were all made by myself.
As soon as the clerk said this, the singing in several classrooms gradually stopped, and a group of children ran outside happily. They were playing and playing, filled with the atmosphere of youth and happiness.
Mr. Wu Yong also walked out slowly with a stack of documents in his arms. When he saw the miscellaneous officials and Wang Xianzhi and his party, he nodded in a friendly manner. Wang Xianzhi was a little strange at first, but suddenly realized that Mr. Wu Yong had come to join him.
Yue has not seen himself yet.
Those children were just playing around, but they all sat in their seats in a very disciplined manner. Wang Xianzhi looked at it and saw that there were a few children who were guiding everyone to sit in their seats. Those might be the so-called disciplinary committee members. Look
He looks a lot like a war supervisor.
Wang Xianzhi nodded. It seemed that Mr. Wu Yong was not completely bragging. He was very disciplined in disciplining his students. Every move he made had some charm of the art of war. It seemed that this "Zhi Duo Xing" was not just a random nickname.
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The children surrounded the open space in a half circle, a bit like a fan. In the center of the fan, Mr. slowly sat down.
Mr. Wu Yong turned over the documents in his hand, and then smiled at everyone: "Today we are still talking about "Mozi". Who still remembers what we said last time?"
Many children raised their hands bravely. Mr. Wu Yong nodded and called someone at random: "Then let's talk about Fat Fish from Class 1!"
A little fat man stood up and said: "Last time, Mr. Zhu mentioned Yang Zhu. Like Mozi and Mo Zhai, he was a famous thinker in the Warring States period. He had a great influence in the pre-Qin period. He was known as 'the world's voice, not Yang Zhu'."
Then return to Mo'."
Mr. Wu Yong nodded and motioned for Little Fatty to sit down, and said, "Pangyu said it very well. Do you have anything to add?"
Many children raised their hands bravely, as if they were participating in some game: "Me, me, me!"
Mr. Wu Yong laughed, and then casually nodded to an older child and asked him to answer.
When Wang Xianzhi heard this, he curiously asked the miscellaneous official who led the way: "Why is Mr. Wu Yong talking about the study of Zhu Mo?"
The miscellaneous official scratched his head and replied: "I don't know... Mr. Wu Yong always likes to teach children some strange knowledge, and also talks about the knowledge of various schools of thought, especially Mo.
He doesn’t want to study, but he criticizes Confucianism. Maybe he is a crazy student, right?”
In the open space, Mr. Wu Yong began today's lecture: "Yang Zhu's school emphasizes the core idea of 'no one loses anything, no one benefits the world, and the world is governed', and advocates the liberal economy of 'big market, small government'
Although political form also has its own self-consistent logical system, we will talk about it later."
"Today we are going to talk about it. The leader of our rebel army, General Wang, calls himself 'General Junping Tianbu'. Do you know what 'Junping Tianbu' means?"