Through Vo Dai Lang, He Immediately Took Medicine

In the evening, Wu Da packed up and went out.

When I arrived at the door of the Hongyun Building, I waited for Zhao He for half an hour, and this goods was late.

"Wocao, why are you so late, are the palace so busy?"

"Hey! Don't mention it, there are too many twists and turns, which is so beaten. There are still a lot left, waiting for the evening to work overtime, where can it be compared to you.

"So, let's go."

The two entered the Hongyun Building, and a hot breath came to them, and when Xiao Xiao saw Zhao Yao, he led the two upstairs.

"Wait, why don't we wash and go up again?"

"Cut, earthen turtle, there is a private room on the second floor. Haven't enjoyed it, have you?

Wu Da was puzzled for a moment and followed. Yes, he is the son of heaven, and it is nothing to be honest with a group of people.

The two of them were bathing, and a maid came to trim his nails, pluck his ears or something....

"Or you will enjoy it, this shop should be quite profitable." There is no such industry in Tokyo as a whole.

"Why don't you have the whole of Tokyo, not even the Great Song, the Great Song!" Lao Tzu has been eating this bite for a long time. "

Cut ~~ your harem beauty three thousand, isn't this easy?"

"Well, that's what I said, but it's not as comfortable as soaking, and someone else cares."

"Can anyone care about this?"

"Alas, every time I turn the sign, I have too much supervision of the record, and sometimes I advise Shu to pay attention to moderation. You don't know, every time the length of time is recorded, so many eyes are staring at you, and it's not fun. "

What happened?"

Zhao He sighed: "What do you think, Xu Zheng is happy to play, and the chief manager outside sings: It's time." If you hadn't learned your double-rest exercise, you would have ejaculated early..." Wu

Da: "..."

"Every morning, there are a lot of twists and turns, and the twists and turns are thousands of words and thousands of words, and the thief is verbose, so rest for a while in the afternoon, if only he could lie flat." Recently, someone reported that it is said that the Yellow River has also flooded, and the state treasury has just had some grain storage, and it has to go to disaster relief..."

"There are still tens of thousands of words to write a twist and turn, and this product can't write so many words in less than ten years of cerebral thrombosis, right?"

"Either say, in the future, let them all popularize Mandarin, and everyone who cares about everything will be removed for me, trouble." You think, there are a lot of rhetorical questions above, and Lao Tzu's brain can't turn. Why don't you ask rhetorically, when Nima writes..." "What's

the big deal lately?"

"The Xixia side is starting to move again, and there is another war at the border pass, but the scale is not large, and there is a fight."

"Wocao, just destroyed Daliao, Xixia is this death?"

"It's not, but it's nothing, it's estimated that it's just casually reporting the war, and asking for a lot of food."

Wu Da: "Wocao, you understand this..." "

I'm not a fool, I just defeated Da Liao, and the morale of Da Song is strong, who dares to take the tiger's whiskers at this time?" The careful thinking of the people below can be understood at a glance.

"So how do you deal with it?"

"It's very simple, isn't this spring, I sent someone to send a batch of potatoes, one is to solve the problem of grain and pay, and the other is because of the short shelf life of potatoes, they can be planted after a while, and no one will embezzle potatoes."

Wu Da sighed twice and nodded, "I found that you still have two brushes." That's a brilliant idea.

While being pressed on his feet, Zhao He took out two cigarettes and handed one to Wu Da, and the two smoked it.

"If only I could always be so relaxed, with chores every day. You are so comfortable, if I have so much money, drunk and dreaming of death every day, what else to earn money for.

Wu Da took a deep breath of cigarette and said, "What I said is that it was because of the problems of Dajin and Daliao before, which made me unable to sleep well. Now, I always want to lie flat, but as a result, there are too many stores, and there are too many workers under my hands, a little here, a little there, and all kinds of little things continue one after another. In addition, my daughters-in-law play mahjong every day when they have nothing to do, and the industry is not very attentive.

Zhao He spat out a smoke ring, and then said: "Why didn't you tell me that you made mahjong?"

"Don't mention it, I'll regret it when I mention it, I feel like I'm like a widower, or I have kung fu to play." Isn't there no one at home?

"Hahaha, you also have today, isn't this lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot?" But you also have a lot of concubines, you can't just spoil that table, right? "

Others can't live, alas, don't say it. That who, make it hard!! "

......

After the first month, the major colleges of the Great Song Dynasty also began to enroll. The previous students are in the second grade, and it is time for new people to come to this grade.

Wuhan University does not point to this to earn money, so tuition, book fees, and food expenses are not high, and basically the difference is similar.

Since deepening the knowledge of other disciplines except literary accidents, it is clear that some people cannot keep up with the rhythm. These things are gradual, and they are very talented. Generally older, just learning literacy is basically considered a graduate of Amitabha Buddha.

Only the children have nowhere to go, or put them in the school.

During the day, Wu Da sneaked into the academy to see how the new enrollment went.

As a result, I met a teacher who was reasoning with a scumbag, and while talking, he copied the whip and directly smoked it.

Frightened Wu Dayi. This ancient teaching and educating people is really simple and rude.

Wuda stood in the distance, silently watching him educate his students.

"Is this a problem?" Mr. Teaching's face was a little gloomy.

The student is still a teenager, with a naughty face, seeing that Mr. has a wrong face, he is a little timid when he sees that his face is wrong: "Well~~ will not..."

Wu Da thought that Mr. had to tell him again, but Mr. picked up the whip again and smoked it: "Will it be??" The

elementary school student nodded his head only as promised: "It's a meeting!" The

gentleman walked away and walked next to another student.

"Wocao, can this special teaching still be beaten into a trick?" Wu Da couldn't help but be shocked, it seems that he is blindly building a school, this teacher is a little weak.

According to them, all that can be learned is by talent.

Wu Da was about to get angry, this elementary school student quickly picked up the book, ran to a seemingly scholarly figure, and asked resignedly: "Brother, tell me about this question."

The student gave him a look, so he explained it to him.

"First this, in this, then like this, then like this, and then like this, you see this, is the result out? Got it?

The elementary school student was confused and continued to shake his head.

"Come on, you're not this piece of material, let's go herding cattle!!"

The elementary school student looked aggrieved and silently returned to his seat.

Looking at the teacher again, he walked up to a student who looked particularly clever again, and nodded frequently.

Wu Da was a little angry, but this matter could not be directly clashed with his husband. There are not enough people themselves, and they have to find a way to coax them.

He is the titular principal of the school, but he rarely cares about it.

Moreover, in the same school, someone can transform a steam engine, and someone does not understand addition and subtraction within ten. This made Wu Da not know how to be good.

It stands to reason that the whole course will be studied for five or six years, and then set up an upgrade exam, and someone has to squat in the class, which is a bit of a waste of resources.

In this way of education, the talent is poor, maybe go to school to the old man or the first grade.