In the middle of May, the millet fields stretch as far as the eye can see.
On the horizon, you can faintly see a huge city standing between heaven and earth.
Behind him is the majestic Taishan Mountains. At the fields next to the foot of the mountains, the old man patiently explains field knowledge to the students of Taishan Academy.
How to weed, how to fertilize, how to tamp the soil, explained one by one, and then carefully began to water the manure.
These excrements are precious, and the old farmer will feel distressed if he sprinkles them even a little bit, and he doesn't dare to slack off.
Chen Mu said: "No matter how solid theoretical knowledge is, it is better to practice it. Which of you is willing to go to the fields to help the boss?"
The old farmer was startled: "This can't be done. We are all noble men, how can we do such a shameful thing?"
The term "gongzi" has been around since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and was generally used to refer to the sons of various princes. For example, before Duke Huan of Qi came to power, he was called "Gongzi Xiaobai".
After the Han Dynasty, the name "gongzi" was not so common as in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, so the sons of high-ranking officials were generally called "gongzi".
Chen Mu said with a smile: "The boss is probably worried about them causing trouble. It doesn't matter, I will bear the losses in the fields. If a millet seedling is damaged, I will pay the boss ten kilograms of grain. If a field is damaged, I will pay the compensation."
Ten stones.”
At that time, the average grain yield per acre was only three stones, and the compensation was almost three times that. After receiving the promise, the old farmer felt relieved and agreed: "In that case, which noble person is willing?"
Everyone, look at me and I look at you. We are afraid of the smelly excrement, and no one dares to be the first to scoop out excrement.
Although Chen Feng was very restrained at first, now that she saw something familiar to her, she relaxed a lot and immediately rolled up her sleeves: "I'll do it."
After saying that, he took the dung ladle from the old farmer's hand, scooped out a little, and sprinkled it evenly on the root of a millet seedling.
Many children looked at her in awe.
After all, people will instinctively avoid such smelly things. In their perception, they are not even afraid of feces, and they are simply warriors.
The old farmer praised: "This sister-in-law is very skilled in her skills. She must have done farm work before."
"Collection of Yuefu Poems" says: "When a lady takes the lead, she is called sister-in-law."
Zongjiao refers to boys and girls aged 8-12, so the Han Dynasty called little girls at this time sister-in-law.
Chen Mu nodded: "Is this my roommate? She used to do farm work at home."
"I see."
The old farmer understood: "That's no wonder."
Zhuge Liang saw that a girl in his family was so brave. He mustered up his courage and said, "I'll come too!"
The little kid jumped down to the field, carefully avoiding the millet seedlings, and came to Chen Feng's side.
Chen Feng gave him the dung ladle. When he saw the dung still remaining in the ladle, he almost vomited on the spot. But the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers. He gritted his teeth and took it, and poured it on the millet seedlings.
"Eh? That's not the case."
Chen Feng immediately stopped and held Zhuge Liang's hand.
Girls generally develop earlier, and Chen Feng was two years older than Zhuge Liang, so he was naturally stronger? He stopped Zhuge Liang.
Zhuge Liang looked at her doubtfully.
Chen Feng explained: "You can't pour it on the seedlings? That's useless. You have to pour it under the roots."
After that, he taught him step by step how to pour it and how to fiddle with it.
The two of them were surrounding Su Miao, and the warm breeze was blowing. Ah Feng's cheeks were red, and she was wearing a bun commonly known as Zongjiao. She was so cute.
Zhuge Liang was stunned.
At that moment, he felt as if there was light in the world.
"I'm coming too."
Four-year-old Lu Yi shouted.
I bravely wanted to step into the field? But I accidentally stepped on the air and fell. At that time, I cried out "Wow".
There were many servants and maids watching over him. I wanted to reach out and help him.
But Chen Mu stopped him sternly: "No help? A man? How can you cry because you fell? Lu Yi, stand up by yourself."
"pain."
Lu Yi's knee was scratched, and blood oozed from his jade-white calf.
Many people think that ancient people did not have a tetanus vaccine, so they would die if they were even slightly injured.
But in fact, tetanus requires first infection with the tetanus virus, such as being stabbed by a rusty iron piece.
How can a small scratch be infected with the virus?
Who didn’t stumble a bit as a child?
If people died so easily, the human race would have become extinct long ago, and there would be no way it could survive into the twenty-first century.
So when Chen Mu saw Lu Yi fall, his first thought was not to help him, but to order him to stand up on his own.
In the Han Dynasty, which advocated masculinity, doing so would definitely not lead to the charge of child abuse, but would be a good word.
When Chen Mu asked him to stand up, no one around him had any intention to dissuade him, including the servant sent by Lu Yi's family to look after him.
From this we can also see how hard-core the education style of the Han Dynasty people was.
Not only do scholars have to learn swords, guns and sticks, but they also have to get up when they fall and get injured. They also have to do it by themselves when going to the fields, like Zhuge Liang who personally went to Nanyang.
"I...I can't get up."
Lu Yi felt very aggrieved.
Chen Feng watched anxiously from the side and came over hurriedly: "Why does the boy have no strength to get up from the ground? Look at me."
As he spoke, he threw himself on the ground, his silk coat covered with mud, rolled over nonchalantly, and then got up from the ground like a little mud monkey.
The students couldn't help laughing when they saw that her body was covered with mud and she looked very funny.
Chen Feng, a country boy who was used to being wild, didn't care about everyone's ridicule. He just squatted down and said to Lu Yi: "How is it? Have you learned it?"
"I...I'll try."
Lu Yi's nose was running, and he followed Chen Feng's example and rolled on the ground, crushing a millet, and then stood up with force, seeming a little unbelievable, giggling and laughing: "I'm really up."
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Chen Mu smiled and said: "That's right, Lu Yi, remember from now on that it's not scary for a man to fall, but what's scary is that he doesn't have the courage to get up. Do you remember that?"
"Well, I remember Master."
Lu Yi nodded heavily to express his understanding.
Then he turned to look at Chen Feng and said seriously: "Thank you, Sister A Feng."
Chen Feng smiled shyly: "This is nothing in our countryside."
After teaching a nature class all morning, every child tried to irrigate the farmland with manure, and gained some ignorant exposure to agricultural knowledge.
There was still half an hour before lunch, so I gave everyone a break and let them play on the grass outside the academy. Chen Mu also specially made some game props, such as sandbags and flower ropes.
In addition to such puzzle games, Chen Mu would also stop teaching books about an hour before the end of the course, and would instead lead everyone to play hide-and-seek games.
You can't educate your children too harshly, it's the right thing to do with some relaxation.
If we really follow the method of imparting knowledge strictly like Guan Ning, Wang Lie, Bingyuan and others, sooner or later they will only teach people like Kong Rong, not a true scholar.
After the small class classes in the morning, there was another large class class in the afternoon.
Compared with the small class, the large class is much easier. These students all come from well-known families, have tutors early on, have a certain foundation, can't fault the etiquette, and have a very serious attitude towards learning. Although they lack a trace of innocence, Chen Mu has always been
Try your best to give them a sufficient childhood.
Games like hide and seek are definitely not suitable for them. When he brought it up last time, Chen Qun seriously told him that it was too childish and he didn't want to play. This left Chen Mu speechless, so he could only occasionally take them for outings and climb the back mountains.
, teaching piano and chess cultivates sentiment.
When you are in your teens, it is the time to develop hobbies. Almost all the students in the top class fall in love with playing chess. They like to kill a few games when there is no class on weekdays and are very obsessed with it.
certainly.
They didn't dare to go down with Chen Mu, after all, no one would come to find trouble for them.
Even after the victorious Chen Qun was defeated several times by being killed, he had no choice but to study chess on his own first, and then find a way to regain his position from his master.
After a day of classes, the students had martial arts classes in the evening. Hua Tuo taught Wu Qin Xi, and Chen Mu also studied beside him.
Hua Tuo is forty-one years old this year. Due to his good health care, he looks like he is in his early thirties and full of energy. Standing under the bamboo forest, he said to everyone: "Today I will teach you the tiger show. The tiger performer, with all four limbs on the ground, throws forward three times."
, but throw two times, draw your waist long, raise your feet to the sky, then return to the distance, and go forward, but each will pass seven times."
Hua Tuo suddenly lay down, like a human-shaped tiger lying on its side on the ground. Although he was lying on his stomach, he was actually just putting his feet and hands on the ground. The other parts of his body were not supported on the ground. It was like he was doing push-ups, but his body muscles did not tremble at all.
Chen Mu felt his whole body tremble.
Because he saw that Hua Tuo's back was slightly arched sometimes, and sometimes bent down, and his spine was rising and lurking like a big dragon. During the process of rising and lurking of the spine, the muscles of his hands and feet were also working.
The shoulder blades on both sides are constantly raised and relaxed. If you have seen a tiger, you will know that when the tiger attacks, the shoulder blades will rise.
It's like the feeling when a person's head is stretched forward and his back is pushed back.
Because before a tiger pounces on food, it will lower its body, and then its muscles will explode, running at the fastest speed, and pounce fiercely on the targeted prey.
Hua Tuo just lay there, breathing slowly and forcefully, forcing his eyes not to move.
But when Chen Mu looked over, he felt that what was lying in front of him looked like a ferocious tiger, as if it would suddenly open its eyes at any time and want to jump up and eat people.
"Hoo~~ho~~."
What made Chen Mu feel even more numb was that Hua Tuo's whole body made a sound similar to a tiger's snoring. It was not snoring, but the sound of his joints hitting and trembling.
Humans can make this kind of sound. If you deliberately control your shoulder blades when your shoulders are sore, you will hear such a creaking sound.
But the noise made by ordinary people will not be that loud, at most they can hear it themselves.
However, the sound of Hua Tuo's bones ringing could be clearly transmitted to Chen Mu's ears, as if his own bones were ringing.
Is there really martial arts and inner strength in this world?
Chen Mu couldn't help but think about it.
"This is a tiger show."
After Hua Tuo finished his demonstration, he got up from the ground.
Chen Mu asked curiously: "Mr. Yuanhua, the crunching sound just now is because you are using your internal energy?"
Hua Tuo was confused and said: "What is internal force? Could it be the energy of water and grain?"
"Then just now..."
"That's just the sound of Tuo using his bones."
Hua Tuo explained.
All right.
It seems that there is no martial arts in this world, nor is there any internal strength.
Chen Mu gave up.
Lu Bu, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Dian Wei were born with great strength and were able to fight. They could only learn martial arts. As for the secrets of internal strength, they really didn’t exist.
In fact, Hua Tuo's Wuqinxi is just a kind of radio gymnastics for physical exercise, which is at most a little more advanced than radio gymnastics.
You can jump up and down in radio gymnastics without breaking a sweat, but the purpose of Wu Qin Xi is to make you sweat all over.
In layman's terms, it's zhanzhuang.
Many internal martial arts in later generations have this kind of stance, the most typical one being Zha Ma Bu.
Everyone should know how difficult Zama Step is. Chen Mu imitated Hua Tuo's example and bent forward to lie down. However, he only felt that his whole body was sore. It was far less flexible and relaxed than Hua Tuo's, as if he had no spine.
But there is no other way. For the sake of good health, you have to grit your teeth and persevere.
After lying down for a few minutes, Chen Mu was sweating profusely and fell to the ground, panting like a dog: "I'm exhausted."
Looking back, I saw that all the students continued to lie down as if nothing had happened.
Although a child's bones are brittle, his body is light after all, and he can persevere better than an adult.
When Chen Mu thought that he was not as good as a child, Chen Mu felt very ashamed, so he got up from the ground and escaped with the excuse of going to the toilet.
After the martial arts class was over, Chen Mu came back shamelessly and said to Hua Tuo: "Mr. Yuanhua, I wonder how your martial arts are?"
Hua Tuo shook his head: "No, although I exercise my body, I rarely practice martial arts. I can hardly lift a knife."
Chen Mu was overjoyed: "I happened to be practicing swordsmanship recently and feel that I have achieved some success. Why don't Mr. Yuanhua compete with me? This is also an opportunity to improve my martial arts skills."
"this......"
Hua Tuo hesitated.
But Chen Mu waved to his servants to lead the horses, and said, "Don't worry, we will use wooden swords and fight on horseback on the grass nearby. I will never hurt you sir."
He has been practicing Wu Qin Xi with Hua Tuo for some time, and he feels that his body is a little stronger.
Some time ago, I went to Taishan Academy to watch the scholars practice swordsmanship.
Chen Mu went to Tai Shici, who was stationed in Linzi and was currently serving as a martial arts instructor at Taishan Academy, to learn swordsmanship for half a month and felt that he had made some progress.
He didn't dare to mess with the scholars in the Academy. Hua Tuo was just a doctor in the Three Kingdoms. According to the force value setting of the Three Kingdoms game, he had at most 20 points of force value, which was almost the same as him fighting against the five scum.
It's time to try out the knife.
Seeing that Chen Mu was full of enthusiasm and could not resist his hospitality, Hua Tuo could only reluctantly agree: "Then let's discuss it. Chen Mu is young and strong, so I have to give way to him."
In an era when people in their thirties can call themselves old husband, there is nothing wrong with the 41-year-old Hua Tuo calling himself so.
Chen Mu got on his horse and drove the horse to the grass outside the bamboo forest.
The sun sets in the west, the dusk crows circle in the evening, the sunset illuminates half of the sky, and the fire clouds are gorgeous and turbulent, lighting up the western sky like a raging flame.
The children all ran out to watch the battle between the two sides.
The Han people admired force. For example, Cui Yan, a student of Zheng Xuan and the elder brother of Cui Lin, loved fencing when he was a child, just like Xu Shu.
Chen Mu raised the wooden knife and said slightly excitedly: "Don't worry, Mr. Yuanhua, I will be merciful."
Hua Tuo also took the wooden knife and said with a wry smile: "Then let's get started."
"I'm going to attack."
Chen Mu's equestrian skills were excellent. He clamped the horse's belly, slapped the horse, wielded his sword, and howled to capture Hua Tuo.
"Boom!"
The light of swords and shadows, the lightning and flint.
In less than a round, Chen Mu was beheaded from his horse.