Perhaps because of the strict royal etiquette, teaching the princes and princesses turned out to be a very easy task. The unexpected situation that Li Yi expected did not happen. Except for a small episode with King Jin at the beginning, the first time
The class went quite smoothly.
Today's main purpose is to let them know numbers and learn to write. In an hour, the recess takes up less than half an hour, and not much can be taught. What's more, we have to consider whether they can accept the lecture.
Every substitute teacher must cultivate his or her own spies among students, or minions. In layman's terms, they are legions.
Princess Shouning, who is the smartest and has the most solid foundation, naturally became the representative of mathematics. In addition to maintaining classroom discipline, she also has the responsibility of supervising and checking the completion of extracurricular homework by her younger brothers and sisters.
Shouning agreed to teach her how to make hot pot. After the lecture, Li Yi demonstrated it to her in person at Shangshi Bureau.
The old emperor couldn't eat spicy food because of his asthma, so he didn't even need to put in the dogwood, and there were a lot of things to pay attention to in the sauce. This time, Shouning followed the fine tradition of saying that a good memory is worse than a bad pen, and recorded the steps one by one for class.
I have never seen her so active.
Although the little Lolita is occasionally arrogant, she is sensible and filial. Li Yi did not hold anything back when he taught her, and he did not even hide some ultimate secret skills.
Before leaving, I picked up two cucumbers from the Shang Food Bureau. At the end of the first month of the year, the spring cold was getting thicker, so these things could only be eaten in the palace.
Four guards of the Li family were guarding the palace gate, and the carriage of the Viscount Mansion was parked there. Li Yi got on the carriage, and the coachman flicked his whip, and the carriage drove slowly forward.
This carriage was a gift from the old emperor. Feudal society had strict hierarchies and stricter ethics. There were laws stipulating who would ride in what carriage and what kind of support they should have. When you go out and see the other party's carriage, you will know who is sitting inside.
Whether you can afford it or you can't afford it.
Of course, Li Yi is now considered one of those people who cannot be offended.
A carriage is the best, but it turns out that two wheels are sometimes not as good as two legs.
There was actually a traffic jam in the city, and there was already a long queue of carriages and sedans in front of them. Li Yi could only get off the carriage and tell them to go around and wait for him at the city gate.
After walking about tens of meters from both sides of the road, we finally saw the source of the crowd.
In front of a medicine shop, a group of people blocked the road, blocking the way.
"No one in Qi is a good person, so he actually sold us counterfeit medicine and destroyed his shop!" a voice shouted.
Someone immediately spoke up: "Yes, you are harming the people of Jingguo in our capital. This shop should have been destroyed long ago!"
The door of the drug store was closed tightly. In the excitement of the crowd, everyone threw everything they could, including stones, rotten vegetable leaves, rotten eggs... The door of the drug store immediately became a mess.
Li Yi had no intention of watching the excitement, so he walked around far away and walked towards the city gate in front.
The state of Jing has been bullied by the state of Qi for decades. Although the people in the state of Qi are not on the same page, there has never been a shortage of angry youths from ancient times to the present. There are always some people with extremely strong national self-esteem, who think that everyone in the state of Qi is a bad guy and deserves to be punished.
Destroyed by humanitarianism.
Originally, if Jingguo had been bullied, this conflict would not have been intensified. After all, fists are the last word. If any conflict really happened, in line with the principles of maintaining international harmony and protecting international friends, the government would protect it to a certain extent.
The people of Qi should avoid falling out with Qi again.
But things are different now. Just a few days ago, Jingguo, who had been suppressed and beaten, suddenly stood up and fought a good battle. Jingguo, who had always taken the initiative to seek peace, took the initiative this time, and even the opponent's city capital
After occupying two, the international situation suddenly reversed, and the long-standing dissatisfaction and resentment of the people of Jingguo were vented, and the Qi people living in Jingguo suffered.
At this time, I don't care about the country. It doesn't matter whether the medicines sold in the medicine shop are fake. What's important is that this is a shop owned by people from Qi. The envoys from Qi for peace talks are about to arrive. At this time, you have to take care of yourself.
To promote the prestige of our country and let them know that the people of Jingguo are not easy to bully.
Li Yi didn't intend to watch the excitement. He hadn't eaten yet. He worked as a teacher for the princes and princesses, not to mention the low salary. He didn't even care about the food. He was thirsty and hungry. The royal family lacked the most important thing.
How many courtiers like him would feel chilled by this basic humanistic care?
"This donor, please stay."
There was a voice behind him. Li Yi looked back and saw two monks walking towards him.
"May I ask the donor, do you know how to get to Fahua Temple?" An old monk stepped forward and asked with a smile.
Another middle-aged monk was dressed simply, holding an iron rod in his hand. His face was long and narrow, and he stood expressionless behind the old monk, which put a lot of pressure on people.
"I don't know." Li Yiduo glanced at the middle-aged monk, then shook his head, pointed to the crowd in front, and said to the old monk: "Master, you might as well go there and ask."
He didn't know where Fahua Temple was, but he knew how to get to Hanshan Temple. By the way, the scriptures would be copied today, and it was time to send them to the old monk Tanyin.
"Amitabha, thank you so much, donor." The old monk smiled slightly, turned around and walked towards the crowd.
While eating, I learned that under the leadership of the old lady, the whole family was going to Hanshan Temple tomorrow.
Just a few days after the temple fair in Hanshan Temple ended, a more lively and grand Dharma fair began. Funded by the imperial court, a fasting and food service was set up in Hanshan Temple to promote Buddhism and praise the virtues of Buddhism.
It is said that the most prominent monks in Panorama State will gather at Hanshan Temple these days, and the shameless ones will also try their best to gather in Hanshan Temple. Such a large ceremony is only held once a year. It is said that not only the dignitaries from all over the capital, but also the royal family will attend.
If someone participates, if they show their face in front of the royal family and gain a sense of presence, maybe the name of a virtuous and eminent monk will be placed on their head.
Later I heard that the old lady actually wanted to take her to worship Guanyin, the Goddess of Mercy, and to worship all kinds of gods and Buddhas, as long as she could find a great-grandson for her.
Li Yi felt that praying to Buddha for a great-grandson was a bit far-fetched. Worshiping him for this kind of thing would be useful...
Since they are going to Hanshan Temple tomorrow, they just want to bring the scriptures with them. I don’t know what kind of superstitious thoughts the old lady is at work. They are all female relatives, and she is not allowed to go with them.
But he was too lazy to go anyway. What would be interesting about a group of monks chanting sutras? If they were young and beautiful nuns, they might be interesting. But in that case, the old lady might not let him go.
"When you go there tomorrow, help me give this scripture to an old monk named "Tan Yin"." When copying the scriptures, Li Yi specially selected short ones. In fact, it would have taken several days to complete.
, but due to his cutting corners, he completed the task ahead of schedule not long after dinner.
If he really wants to bring out all the Buddhist classics in the library, then he will never think of doing anything else in his life. These scriptures are all classics among classics, and they will definitely be enough to deal with the old monk.
Xiaohuan took the sutra book, opened it and looked at it. He felt dazzled by the densely packed book. He hurriedly closed the book, nodded and said, "Don't worry, uncle, I will definitely hand it over to the old monk myself."
"Remember to call me "Master" tomorrow..."
When Li Yi walked out of the study, he added another sentence.8
