After all, Zhang Shou and Ah Liu shared the supper together... Actually, he wasn't hungry either, but the dinner at Duke Zhao's Mansion was too honest, and he was full after seeing the fish and meat preparations, so he ended up eating most of it.
Zhu Tingfang's stomach was full of food. Obviously, in order to maintain the strong fighting power of the big devil, the uncle had to consume a lot of food every day.
So, when he came back, he asked the kitchen to cook a vegetable and tofu pot, but he ran into Ah Liu.
As for his reaction when he knew the truth about how much Ah Liu had eaten tonight, he was very calm, because after Ah Liu no longer concealed the characteristics of a big stomach eater, he could afford this one which was equivalent to four or five
After having a big stomach, of course he had already gotten used to it. However, he couldn't help but feel a little weird about the strange request for apology made by Ah Liu to the leader of the Song Dynasty.
"I want to eat as an apology, but you can think of it! Do you want that old man Song to treat you as a stupid boy who doesn't understand the world?"
"Isn't that great?" Ah Liu ate the last piece of tofu and drank the last bit of soup in an innocent manner, and then said nonchalantly, "The eldest lady taught me this. She said she dressed up gorgeously all day long, so
Others think she is gaudy and brainless. Since I am cold-faced and clumsy, so as long as I speak less and speak more bluntly, others will definitely think that I am actually stupid."
Zhang Shou finally couldn't help but cover his forehead. Miss Zhu's words and deeds were really good. She was forcing Ah Liu, who seemed to be innocent but was actually scheming, into a more scheming way!
The problem is, these two guys pretending to be confused are really similar to a certain extent!
However, compared to Ah Liu playing tricks on Song Huishou, or Song Juren being unlucky enough to receive a beating, Zhang Shou was more concerned about the fact that Song Huishou wanted to introduce fruits such as mangoes, pineapples, and more that were said to originate from Nanyang.
A plan to promote ingredients from Fujian and Guangdong to the capital. In his impression, although mangoes are native to Southeast Asia, pineapples are different.
He clearly remembered that pineapples were originally a fruit native to America! He rubbed his brows gently and said to himself: "The butterfly wings really flapped more than a little..."
Although Song Huishou, the old fox, did reveal a lot of information, Zhang Shou probably knew that what such a person could reveal was at most the tip of the iceberg. There were more things hidden under the iceberg, but people kept it hidden.
However, he was just getting started now, but he was not in a hurry at all. So the next day, he went to his own class as usual.
But when he arrived at Jiuzhang Hall that day, he was stunned. Because in the last row, the seat where Zhang Chen and others had sat during class yesterday, today there was a familiar little guy sitting upright. No.
Who else is the fourth prince?
Before he could ask, the fourth prince took the initiative and said, "I'm just an auditor in class, teacher, you don't have to worry about me!"
The student who is cheating on the class...does your father know that you are so smooth-talking? Zhang Shou couldn't help but go see the third prince immediately, because he was very sure that if the third prince hadn't told the fourth prince that Zhang Chen and the others were cheating on the class yesterday,
He ran away in a daze. The fourth prince would never attack him in such a big way. As for whether the emperor knew that the fourth prince was coming... there was no need to ask!
For such a big matter, if the fourth prince had not persuaded the emperor to nod his consent, how could the little guy be so bold?
Seeing that the third prince was trying to calm down, he glanced at the classroom where there was no discussion at all. He was surprised that the fourth prince was sitting there in a dignified manner and the others had no objections. When he saw it, Ji Jiu was the first to stand. Get up: "Teacher, the fourth prince is also a student of the Imperial College, so he can enter and leave the Imperial College anytime and anywhere. It is actually allowed to attend classes in Jiuzhang Hall."
"In fact, in other halls of the Imperial College, observers have not been allowed in these years. Of course, because there are not enough seats there, and the teachers are too strict, most of the observers stand outside the hall, but since our seats in Jiuzhang Hall are There is something extra. Zhang Chen and the others came in grandly yesterday, so I think the fourth prince’s words..."
"Needless to say." Zhang Shou didn't expect that Zhang Chen and others could provide a precedent for the fourth prince to sit here just because of a sudden idea yesterday. He couldn't help but have a headache. At this time, he heard that the third prince Suddenly there was a sound.
"Teacher, since everyone in Jiuzhang Hall calls me Zheng Rong, then please call me fourth brother Zheng Rong."
Seeing that the third prince made it clear that he would not explain and wanted to treat this matter as a fait accompli, Zhang Shou narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that this shy and timid child had a rare moment of toughness because of his younger brother. Should he? Praise their brotherly love?
With this nonsense thought in his mind, Zhang Shou said calmly: "There are indeed many seats in Jiuzhang Hall now. That's because your senior brothers are still interns everywhere and can't come back to compete with you for a while. Grab this class and seats. When they come back, we will have to discuss how to arrange this huge class. In that case, Zheng Jing, if you want to observe, just do so."
The fourth prince suddenly showed a smile as if his trick had succeeded, but at this time, he only heard Zhang Shou say again: "However, there are rules for auditors. You are not allowed to ask questions, you are not allowed to answer, prepare your own textbooks, and check the exercises yourself, no one will give them to you. Correction. Moreover, audit students cannot enjoy the same treatment as those students who have finally passed the exam for free, so..."
Zhang Shou paused for a moment, then said word by word: "You need to come over during class to clean the blackboard, do you understand?"
As soon as these words came out, a small commotion suddenly broke out in the class that had been quite quiet just now. They had already accepted a fourth prince. For the supervisors of Jiuzhang Hall, it would be difficult for them to accept another fourth prince who shamelessly came to class. In fact, it is not difficult. After all, they already understand the nature of these two brothers and see that they are really serious about learning and working hard.
But now Zhang Shou not only set up so many rules for the fourth prince to be auditors, but also sent people to clean the blackboard!
You know, if there is a task that they are least willing to take on, it is definitely wiping the blackboard! This is a teaching method that was passed from the public school to Jiuzhangtang, and for this reason, an entire white wall was blackened. They Although they have only experienced the blackboard writing method for solving problems for a few days, they already find it very intuitive and easy to use - as long as they don't let them think of ways to clear the plaster pen writing on the blackboard!
Of course, the most painful thing compared to wiping the blackboard is probably being asked by Zhang Shou or Lu Sanlang to go directly to the blackboard and copy the books or exercise books on the blackboard! For this reason, the class even prepared three rows of special footsteps. Even if they took turns to write on the bench, they would be exhausted every time. Moreover, they noticed that Lu Sanlang, who occasionally wrote on the blackboard, could not hold on for long.
If they are used to brushes, they will be completely unable to adapt to the hard brushes with difficult to control strength.
However, they all still remembered that when Zhang Shou went up to write on the blackboard a few times, his handwriting was elegant, free and beautiful, and his character was particularly impressive at the turns, which made them feel ashamed when they looked at his dog-gnawed words on the blackboard.
die!
The fourth prince didn't know that he was involved in a hard job that all the students complained about. He responded loudly without thinking: "Okay, I agree to it, teacher!"
In this case, teacher, you can't drive me away! In this way, I can continue to take classes with my third brother, and I don't have to wait for him in the palace, but he always comes back later day by day! I'm so smart!
Zhang Shou pretended not to see the fourth prince's pride, and immediately began to flip through the books and give lectures. For others, his progress had long been accustomed to nature, but what the fourth prince was accustomed to was when Zhang Shou was in Banshan Hall
The explanations are extremely detailed, but I am still used to the kind of lectures that break down the key points bit by bit for fear that you will not understand, so I was in a hurry when I first started.
It wasn't until Zhang Shou stepped onto the extremely high bench and started writing on the blackboard that he breathed a sigh of relief. But as soon as he saw the complicated symbols and formulas, he felt a little dizzy again. While feeling dizzy, the fourth prince
I even thought of a completely unrelated question.
He overheard what sister Yingying said to her father. Didn't she say that Zhang Shou was good at everything but bad at handwriting? Now look at the writing on the black wall, what's wrong with it? The writing even has a certain
Such a sharp character! Wait, Zhang Shou commented on their homework when they were in Banshan Hall. At that time, their handwriting seemed to be quite average, but what is going on now?
The fourth prince was distracted like this. When he concentrated on reading the writing on the blackboard, he suddenly found that he was completely confused. He was immediately frightened and hurriedly began to work hard at his desk to copy the writing on the blackboard.
However, he quickly realized the feeling of powerlessness that comes when you can't keep up with others even when it comes to writing.
Of course, Zhang Shou didn't know that his fast and unparalleled writing on the blackboard caused so much pressure on the fourth prince - of course, if he knew, he would definitely be even more happy and proud.
I think that when he was a child, he admired his teacher for a while, because in that era when solving questions did not rely on teaching materials, but relied on the teacher to copy the questions on the blackboard, and the students struggled to copy them later, he really felt the pain of handicapped people.
Feel.
Because no matter how he copied, he couldn't keep up with the speed of the teacher! And the most terrifying thing was when the teacher finished writing on the blackboard and then wiped the blackboard, he just wanted to chop off his disabled hand... And until he became an old man
Fried dough sticks, he just realized that there is another option, which is to copy someone else's - and that's with the questions and answers!
After he himself became fast and became the person whose homework was copied, he accidentally became the good student who was picked up by many lazy teachers to copy questions on the blackboard!
Because of these tragic old experiences, Zhang Shou is now following the same pattern, allowing a group of students to deeply experience the pain of his past. If you write well on the blackboard, you can write fast on the blackboard? Do you know that this is your teacher who I was taught
I was trained in the two years when several teachers hired me to be a scrivener!
The compensation received was the gift of teaching aids, the special treatment of not having to copy questions for homework, and even the ultimate killer weapon...
No exam!
Of course, when the teaching tools were later replaced by black pens, whiteboards, and even more intuitive electronic courseware... the new generation of teachers finally began to save effort. Not only did they no longer have to strain their wrists and elbows when writing, they no longer had to inhale too much dust.
It's almost as good as pneumoconiosis... and students no longer have to endure the tedious task of taking notes while sitting at their desks. Even copying notes after class has become a photocopy.
Of course, what's even more awesome is to directly copy the teacher's teaching courseware. If you can't copy it, just take a photo...
After drawing a bunch of pictures and writing a bunch of formulas, and seeing that there was almost nothing left on the entire wall, Zhang Shougang turned around casually. Although he wanted to make a cool gesture of throwing away the pen, but this thing in his hand
Although Guan Qiu, who loves to study and loves to ponder, has improved it time and time again, it is still too rough to be shameful. It is not good to embarrass people casually, so he can only settle for the next best thing and clap his hands.
Immediately, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the fourth prince, and said with a half-smile: "Zheng Qing, come and wipe the blackboard!"
It was only at this moment that the fourth prince woke up from a dream. He understood why the others made such a commotion when they heard that he was about to wipe the blackboard, and why the third brother turned back to look at him, with unbearable eyes.
You know, he had just copied more than one blackboard at this time, and he couldn't even copy the rest!
When he thought about borrowing someone's notes to copy, he felt that today, his first day in Jiuzhang Hall, was really a tragedy.
However, he was the one who had just promised. No matter how depressed and aggrieved he was, the fourth prince could only go to the blackboard listlessly and wipe it - and there was no blackboard brush here, and the blackboard writing on the black wall was not written in chalk.
In the 1970s, he quickly realized the difficulty of the job.
Even though he was short in stature and stood on the highest stool and stood on tiptoes, he could not reach the top. But remembering his promise, he still had to stand on tiptoes to wipe it again and again. After a while, he
I was so exhausted that I was covered in sweat. Not to mention that my two arms, which took turns wiping the blackboard, became heavy. Even my waist and legs were a little sore.
Although he was not particularly pampered in the palace, he had never suffered like this before, and his nose felt a little sore before he knew it. Even if he didn't feel that Zhang Shou was deliberately making things difficult for him, he still developed an unusual feeling.
He felt wronged. But at this moment, he only felt his right hand loosen, but someone took away a piece of brush. Looking sideways, who else could it be if it wasn't the third prince?
"Third brother..." Growing up, the fourth prince had only seen the third prince in tears most of the time, but this was the first time that he looked at his brother with such tears in his eyes. But now, he couldn't bear it no matter what.
I couldn't help it, tears almost fell out.
"You're too slow!"
The third prince still remembered that Zhang Shou looked at him meaningfully when he just stood up. Therefore, he tried his best to make his tone sound stiff. He turned his head and stood up to work on tiptoes, blaming at the same time.
He said, "If you do this, how long will it take until the blackboard is wiped out? Everyone will not be able to go to class! What are you doing in a daze? Two people can work faster than one!"
Although he was reprimanded, the fourth prince sniffed hard and finally started to do it immediately. Zhang Shou watched the two little bean-like brothers working there. Some of the elders headed by Ji Jiu had already gotten up.
Some wanted to get up, but they wanted to help but were afraid of his expression. He couldn't help laughing: "Zheng Jing is really too slow to do it alone. From now on, one of you can take turns to help him."