In the school, there are not only ordinary children from low-income families, but also six Japanese students, including Yoshitaka Ouchi.
These Japanese want to be disciples of Wang Yuan, but we, Governor Wang, don’t have that much time, so they all go to the Industrial and Commercial College to study basic courses. If someone can stand out, he will not hide his secrets, so why not accept him as his direct disciple?
One or two physics geniuses will have little impact on the country, and Japan will not end the warring states and shogunate rule.
Six Japanese international students were all arranged to observe in a class. The students in this class were all over ten years old.
The classroom is built of rammed earth with lots of straw and bamboo strips.
In order to increase the lighting, the windows are opened very large and there are no sash, which perfectly realizes cold winter and hot summer. In case of windy and rainy weather, students who sit by the window can shower for free. The architectural design thinking is very advanced.
"At the beginning of man's life, his nature is good..."
Ouchi Yoshitaka read the Three Character Classic along with him. He had already known the Chinese characters in the book, so he could practice Chinese pronunciation.
The other five Japanese students are all adults who are familiar with Chinese. They are too lazy to listen to lectures at the moment and are only studying mathematics by themselves in the classroom. Fang Lingxi is similar to them.
After finally getting out of school, Japanese students rushed to their teachers to ask for advice on the difficult problems they encountered during self-study.
Only Yoshitaka Ouchi didn't rush over, because he could only communicate briefly in Chinese, and he didn't even know all ten Spanish numbers in mathematics, so he had nothing to ask for.
"Young Master, are you going to have lunch now?" the attendant from Japan asked.
Ouchi Yoshitaka said: "I'm not hungry yet."
Ouchi Yoshitaka felt particularly boring because he couldn't make friends of the same age in school. Firstly, there was some language barrier between them, and secondly, he was regarded as a foreign barbarian, and his classmates all walked around when they saw him.
Fang Lingxi's situation is similar. Principal Jiang said he must not discriminate against Lehu, and his parents also told him not to associate with Lehu, so no one wanted to talk to him at all.
Fang Lingxi didn't care about this, because she had been used to it since she was a child. She didn't rush to leave after school. Instead, she memorized the multiplication table. In just five days, this twelve-year-old Lehu boy taught himself to master Thai and Western numerals. Master the two-digit addition and subtraction operations, and memorize the multiplication formula.
Perhaps feeling sympathy for each other, Ouchi Yoshitaka walked over and took the initiative to say: "Hello, my name is Ouchi, Yoshitaka. My nickname is Ryuudomaru."
It stands to reason that a ten-year-old samurai eldest son cannot give a formal name yet and calls him by his nickname on weekdays. Ouchi Yoshihiro decided to send his son to China to study, so he named his son Ouchi Yoshitaka in advance.
Although Fang Lingxi was discriminated against, he was not paranoid, let alone aloof. He was born in a Lehu family. The first thing he learned was to adapt to discrimination, learn to read people's faces, and learn to please others. He squeezed out the most sincere smile and stood up He cupped his hands and said, "I have a clear understanding of the situation and have no words to express."
Ouchi Yoshitaka said: "Speak slowly."
"Okay." Fang Lingxi smiled.
Ouchi Yoshitaka asked: "How old are you?"
Fang Lingxi said: "I am thirteen years old."
"So high!" Yoshitaka Ouchi looked up at him.
"He is taller than his peers." Fang Lingxi said with a smile.
Not only is she taller, Fang Lingxi is a whole head taller than her peers in the class. Maybe there is a genetic factor, but it is more related to diet. Her parents often bring back some leftovers, including some leftover meat eaten by dignitaries.
Most of the other students in the class seemed malnourished.
"Wait a moment," Fang Lingxi arranged his books and put on his schoolbag and said, "Brother Yilong, please."
The two of them went to a restaurant in the city together, with a Japanese follower behind them.
Yoshitaka Ouchi brought a lot of silver to China. Japan was extremely short of supplies, but there was no shortage of silver. There were even some daimyo who specifically transported gold, silver, and copper blocks to China, and then exchanged them for high-quality copper coins and goods from China.
Fang Lingxi's EQ is more terrifying than her IQ, and she doesn't look like a twelve-year-old boy at all.
Facing a table of expensive and delicious food, Fang Lingxi acted neither humble nor overbearing. She neither deliberately flattered the other party nor belittled herself. Her compliments came naturally, and she unknowingly managed to please Ouchi Yoshitaka.
Before the meal was finished, Ouchi Yoshitaka said happily: "Fang Jun, you are very good. I like you. You are China's first friend!"
Fang Lingxi smiled and said, "Brother Yilong is also my first friend in school."
After the two of them had finished their meal, Ouchi Yoshitaka sent out another invitation, asking Fang Lingxi to go to his place. It was a rented courtyard located in the southeast corner of Fucheng, where several Japanese students lived.
Ouchi Yoshitaka's weapons were collected, he took out two wooden swords and asked: "Fang Jun, do you know how to fencing?"
"No." Fang Lingxi shook his head.
Ouchi Yoshitaka said happily: "I will teach you fencing. You will teach me Chinese."
"good."
Fang Lingxi agreed immediately. He held the wooden knife in his hand, but what he was thinking in his heart was: Sure enough, the barbarians in the country couldn't even distinguish between a knife and a sword.
The term "kendo" in Japan was unified after the Meiji Restoration.
At this time, it was called various things, such as fencing, fencing, swordsmanship, swordsmanship, tachi fighting, etc., and even swordsmanship, swordsmanship. Anyway, since the end of the Heian period, swords have been confused with each other, and the real double-edged sword has been
It was eliminated from the battlefield. Later, it was once called the "art of war" and the art of swords, and the real method of using war was called "the art of war".
Yoshitaka Ouchi has been in Hangzhou for two months. Today he met a friend of the same age and seemed very happy. He said: "My swordsmanship is called... called..."
After shouting for a long time, I didn’t know what to say, so I simply wrote on the ground with a wooden knife: Tianzhenzhen Chuanxiangori Shinto style.
Fang Lingxi saw it clearly and immediately complained about his incompetence. The name of this sword technique was too long.
Ouchi Yoshitaka only had a wooden sword, and Iaijutsu was a bit difficult to practice, so he directly taught Fang Lingxi how to practice tachijutsu.
The two children played for an hour and then went to school together.
The course schedule of the Business School is very disrespectful to the working people. Classes are completely arranged according to the three-meal system. Morning classes start very early, and there is a lunch break at noon. By the time classes are over in the afternoon, the common people have finished their dinner.
The poor kid who only eats two meals at home misses every meal perfectly!
This is also where Wang Yuan is not thinking carefully. He has been eating three meals a day for ten consecutive years and is completely isolated from the working people. Now he is considering providing free lunches. Anyway, there are only so many students, and it is not enough to make a lot of money purely as a charity.
After several consecutive batches of students graduate, lunch can be charged. It is estimated that charging directly now will not be able to recruit enough students.
In the first class in the afternoon, the teacher brought in a new classmate.
The student was about sixteen or seventeen years old. He cupped his fists and introduced himself: "My name is Xu Zhi, from Jiangyin. Please take good care of me, classmates."
The weaving factory jointly owned by the Xu family and Wang Yuan has started construction in Jiangyin.
The widow Yang failed to offer her daughter, but instead got married to the Huang family. Now, she sent her eldest son, who could not even pass the scholar examination, to a school in Hangzhou, obviously intending to cling to Wang Yuan's thigh.
The teacher said: "Find a seat by yourself."
Xu Zhi glanced around the classroom and found that both sides of Fang Lingxi were empty. He walked over and sat down directly: "May I ask your classmate's name?"
Fang Lingxi said: "I don't dare. My surname is Fang and my first name is Lingxi."
"My name is Xu Zhi, I haven't chosen a name yet," Xu Zhi said.
Fang Lingxi only took a casual glance and knew that this person came from a wealthy family. Although he deliberately wore Gebu clothes, he was clean and tidy, and he also had a pair of leather boots.
Xu Zhi, Fang Lingxi, and Ouchi Yoshitaka, one is the son of a wealthy businessman, one is a pariah in Lehu, and the other is the heir to a Japanese daimyo. The three of them seem to be incompatible, but because of this school, they became the opposite sex in half a year.
brother.
The widow Yang not only sent her eldest son to study, but also prepared a big gift for Wang Yuan.
She did not dare to send her concubine directly, but she actually sent an upright-looking cook who could cook authentic Jianghuai cuisine. She said that the governor had no one to serve him, so Jiangyin Xu Zhi expressed his feelings and hoped that the governor could eat and drink well.
The cook was just attractive and she seemed to be a young widow. Wang Yuan was only interested in the food she cooked.
On the other hand, Yuan Da and the cook saw eye to eye, and went into the kitchen whenever they had something to do.