Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

Zhao Xu's soft and hard-worked clothes that kept the foreigners in Bianliang City at bay, especially the big cannibals, and the Bianliang people who were doing business with them were surprised to find that they were sincere.

The prince's performance is good. In the eyes of Bianliang, he is considered qualified, and everyone will not worry that there will be problems in the inheritance of the Song Dynasty.

This is the meaning of Guoben's existence ... to stabilize people's hearts.

The stability of the people is the most important thing for the ruling class, and education plays an important role in this.

Lu Hui runs a primary school, which is a private school.

Bianliang has many private schools, but Lu Hui's is somewhat famous.

Just ten years ago, there was a jinshi in his school, and he was among the best.

Is it easy to get a jinshi in private school?

not easy.

The top ranking is even more unexpected.

So Lu Hui became famous, and the people who signed up were endless, and he even needed to pass the test to be admitted.

But a Jinshi is not enough. Lu Hui felt that this was just the beginning, so he tried to teach ...

Teaching and educating is very tiring. Three years later, five years later ... There are no school students on the Jinshi list.

Just like the later generations, the school at this time also relies on performance to attract students to enroll.

The test that Yang Zhuochao came in at the time was good, at least Lu Hui regarded him as one of the hopes.

But as time passed, Lu Hui was anxious because the school had never gone out of school again.

People make mistakes when they are in a hurry, Lu Hui is like that.

He just wanted to study, but he forgot to discipline. The students messed up privately, and the effect of learning was greatly reduced.

And Yang Zhuochao, a young man he had high hopes for, was also surprised, which made Lu Hui desperate.

But despair is despair, teaching is his job, and he cannot do anything to smash his job.

In the morning he ate two buns, drank a large bowl of Erchen soup, and came to the school with a hiccup.

There was an exam recently, which was a test of his students ’academic performance, and it was every month.

No student came yet. Lu Hui went to the latrine first, then came out slowly, holding a book in his hand.

The students began to come and saw him salute each other.

Lu Hui nodded solemnly, and when he saw the lonely Yang Zhuo overtime, he could not help but sneered.

Although he valued it as much as he did, Yang Zhuochao was Wang Xiaoer's New Year, and it was not as good as a year. If it were not for Yang Jiian's imperial identity, Lu Hui had already bloodied Yang Zhuochao's dog.

"Have seen Mr."

Yang Zhuochao salutes, and then looks up, a pair of dark circles makes Lu Hui sneer: "Playing again at night? Your dad doesn't care about you anymore, he cleans you up a few times, so that you prodigal can turn back!"

Yang Zhuochao opened his mouth to explain, but Lu Hui walked over.

Hey!

I'm staying up late to do the questions!

Yang Zhuochao felt aggrieved. At this time, the students in the front were playing. After seeing him, he threw the remaining half of the cake in his hand.

The behavior of these local tyrants shows that the student is not short of money, but he dares to make trouble after Lu Hui turns around, indicating that he is a top student and has excellent grades, otherwise ...

This student is called Xu Yi, and his family is very good. Such a person, as long as he does not go wrong in the future, is probably a winner in life. Sooner or later, he will marry Bai Fumei and reach the peak of his life.

Xu Yi was so proud that Xu Yi was quite proud, so he habitually wanted to tease Yang Zhuochao.

But a classmate on his side accidentally touched his elbow, so the pie flew higher and farther away.

It was so dead, Lu Hui happened to hear the movement and turned back to blame the students.

The pie flew, not fast.

These tough students!

Lu Hui saw the dull Xu Yi, sighed slightly, and then lifted up the book, like a flies.

He was very confident, but he forgot to squat for too long, his legs and feet were numb.

At a critical moment, his leg twitched, and then the movement of his right hand was somewhat deformed.

Everyone was waiting for Lu Hui to come and flick the flies, but who would have thought that he had missed it.

Snapped!

Half of the cake was sturdily patted on Lu Hui's face, and because it was covered with sauce, it stuck to it and couldn't stop.

Everyone was dull.

Lying!

OK?

Xu Yi, the best student in the school, came to Tianwai Flying Cake, and then Lu Hui failed to play handsome and was posted.

Everyone was stunned, worried that they would be angered.

Lu Hui slowly reached out and uncovered the pie, opened his eyes and shouted: "Go home and copy something wrong 500 times!"

I go!

This punishment is very powerful!

Everyone looked at Xu Yi sympathetically. Xu Yi didn't speak with a straight face, feeling that this would damage his image.

The unfortunate Yang Zhuochao was at a loss, and Lu Hui was angry when he saw him, saying, "You too, copy it a hundred times!"

This is anger!

What matters to me!

Yang Zhuochao wants to cry without tears, but poor students are poor students and have no human rights.

Later in the class, Yang Zhuochao listened carefully, but Lu Hui took the gunpowder today. He grabbed one for a while and questioned it. When he failed, he ridiculed and scorned.

"Tomorrow's exam, but it's off ... Someone has to study hard and copy it a thousand times." Lu Hui roared, with froth in his mouth, looking scary.

The number of words is more, and there are more strokes in it. The students can't help but look as if they are calculating.

Xu Yi and several students with good grades are calm, but Yang Zhuochao is not calm.

It must have been copied home a thousand times. By the time my dad saw it, I was afraid that a meal of fried bamboo shoots would not be avoided.

He has been working **** questions and studying recently, almost enchanted, but at this moment there is still no confidence.

So he worked harder.

"Dalang, sleep."

Li came to check before going to bed and saw that his son was still writing under the lamp, so he persuaded him.

"it is good."

Yang Zhuochao agreed without looking up.

After Li left, the oil lamp was still swaying.

The questions shook in front of Yang Zhuochao's eyes. He closed his eyes and his previous education was in sight.

Those hazy memories of the past gradually came out at this moment, very clear and slowly merged together.

A joy made him open his eyes and then looked at the next topic.

Not complicated!

He solved the problem easily, and later wrote an essay.

Late at night, the entire Yang family was quiet, and occasionally a breeze passed by, blowing leaves rustling ...

...

After Yang Zhuoxue married, the Yang family's standard of living has improved a lot, which is reflected in the breakfast.

A bowl of lamb radish soup, two buns, and an egg.

"This is the rule of the son-in-law. It ’s good for children to eat an egg in the morning ... he also talked about milk or goat ’s milk, saying that it can make the child grow faster ... but I did n’t find it recently, wait for the concubine later. Seek again ... "

Mother's nagging is a magical thing that has existed since your memo, and it has been almost non-stop from morning to night, making you irritable and tired of you. But when you are away from your mother, you will miss these nagging again.

In the past, Yang Zhuochao was very annoyed by his mother's nagging, but today he is eating his breakfast steadily.

His mind is full of problems, but it does not affect real life. It is like splitting a person into two halves, half thinking about learning and half dealing with life.

Yang Jinian yelled, his wife's nagging was more like a treat for him.

Wife nagging, that she cares about all this.

He looked up at his son who drank soup and asked, "Remember for the father is the exam today?"

"Yes." It's nice to be dual-purpose, not only thinking about learning, but also observing the outside world.

"You ... nothing." Yang Jinian wanted to say a good exam, but he couldn't say anything about his son's poor performance in the past.

But as a father, he had to say something. He looked at the lamb in the bowl and lost most of his appetite. "Learn hard."

If it's very stiff, it's a routine expectation.

It's like losing all expectations.

Later, Yang Jinian went to Yushitai and Yang Zhuochao went to the school.

Spring tour, apricot blossoms blowing ...

There are no apricot blossoms on the streets of Bianliang, and some are just a whiff of nothing.

"Lamb bun, Xixia's good lamb head ..."

"Wang's tea soup, drink a cup of spirits!"

"Chen's soup cake is here ..."

All kinds of sounds are mixed together, all kinds of flavors are mixed together, all kinds of people are mixed together, no matter how high or low ... This is prosperity.

Yang Zhuochao flexibly drilled in these prosperous all the way to the door of the school all the way.

He came early and even Lu Hui was still on the road.

He stood in front of the wall and recited the text in a low voice.

Those Confucian classics will appear in the form of fill in the blanks in the exam, this is to test your familiarity with books.

In a word, we will take these books in the exam. If you ca n’t remember it, then your qualifications will be in vain if you enter the officialdom, so go ahead and find a living to support yourself.

The wall is an old wall, the moss in the gap looks full, and the tender green makes one want to reach out and touch it.

Several unknown plants planted their heads stubbornly in the wall cracks, tender and tender.

These plants will pierce the root system firmly into the wall, and use the nutrients in the old wall to work hard for their lives.

Yang Zhuochao looked at this and suddenly felt a little enlightened.

It doesn't seem to grow anything in the walls, but these green but tenacious ones appear here ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ They are so hard and tenacious, why should I not work hard?

He raised his head, feeling that the anxiety was gradually disappearing.

The brother-in-law said that hard work is a quality that people will never regret.

He laughed and turned back.

A group of students and Lu Hui stood behind him, frowning at him.

"Uh ... met Mr."

Lu Hui shook his head, then took out the key and asked a student to open the door.

Just now Yang Zhuochao was alone there, scaring him, for fear that the child would become mad under the pressure of the exam.

"This man is afraid of going crazy."

A few students were entangled and felt that they were not far from crazy.

If you come here to study, there will be one less labor force at home, which means you will lose one income. Secondly, there are tuition fees for studying, and various learning materials are consumed ...

When the two are added together, the children of ordinary people will study harder, and the family will make greater efforts.

So the quality of the exam represents the value of this effort and this investment.

Good or bad.

All right, the family will laugh and be happy.

Bad, parents will be silent, and then depressed. Those who are grumpy will also whipping bamboo sticks to let you know the cost of not studying hard.

Everyone entered the classroom and took out the pen, ink, paper and ink, but Lu Hui was still squatting.

Squatting in the maid pit every morning for a quarter of an hour was a treat for Lu Hui.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Lu Hui entered the classroom with a book in his hand.

When the title came out of Lu Hui's mouth, most of the students exclaimed.

Why is it so strange?

Lu Hui sneered: "It is not allowed to whisper, let's go."

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