Qu Jie probably talked for four hours in total.
Then I couldn't stand it anymore, so I stopped.
And she already regretted it, not that she offered to teach King Zhou, but that she should not have engaged in oral teaching just now in order to save some mental energy.
She underestimated how difficult it would be for the parrot to talk continuously.
If she had known this, she would have rather expended more mental energy to directly engrave the knowledge of the Barefoot Doctor's Manual and local antibiotics into King Zhou's mind, so that King Zhou could copy it by himself based on the contents in his mind.
No need to go to such trouble.
My voice is almost smoking...
But at the same time, King Zhou's hands were trembling and he wanted to cry. Qu Jie said that eight hours of talking was very tiring. Wouldn't he be tired of writing eight hours of calligraphy by hand? He had never written anything since he was a child. so much.
He felt like his hand was almost broken.
But no matter what, at least the basic textbook was finished, so Qu Jie immediately ordered:
"Okay, you can take this book back and think about it yourself. Come tomorrow to give formal lessons. By the way, ask Zhu Biao to bring a tank of water over. I'm thirsty."
"Yes, master!" After King Zhou agreed, he hurriedly ran away with the content he had just copied, ran out to find his elder brother, and then hurried back to his temporary house to rest.
After that, it was time for Qu Jie to eat and drink water.
And Zhu Biao hurried over and expressed the hope that Qu Jie could tell him the specific contents of Ming history in detail.
Any amount of silver will do.
After hearing this, Qu Jie rolled her eyes and almost rolled her eyes to the sky. There is no good person in the Zhu family. She knew she couldn't fight her, and she hated her so much that she wanted her to speak directly until she foamed at the mouth and vomited. Death by blood?
A barefoot doctor's manual is a death sentence.
Let’s talk about the whole history of Ming Dynasty, is there still life?
"There is too much content in the entire history of the Ming Dynasty. In this way, I will pick some important general directions and contexts. As for the specific price, I will give you one million taels of silver first. You can owe it first and pay it later when you have the money. Anyway I am not afraid that your old Zhu family will be in debt, so I will put my head here.
I will now tell you a brief history of the Ming Dynasty. "
Of course, Qu Jie couldn't be stupid enough to continue describing a lot of content verbally, so when Zhu Biao posted it, she directly connected a spiritual imprint to Zhu Biao's soul, and then deleted the Ming history in her memory. Afterwards, it was transmitted immediately.
Spiritual transmission is for those with extremely strong mental power.
Totally easy, small case.
But for a novice like Zhu Biao, it was not so easy. For a moment, he felt as though countless torrents of information were directly impacting his soul. He felt dizzy, nauseous, and felt like vomiting. After a few seconds, he actually vomited.
There was no way, the concussion was severe, I felt nauseous and uncomfortable, not to mention the memory infusion that directly impacted the soul. Zhu Biao was only a little uncomfortable at this time. Qu Jie had already greatly restrained his information infusion speed, and The result of a large number of deletions from the history of the Ming Dynasty, otherwise his soul would be shattered and die!
This time Zhu Biao slowed down for about half an hour.
I just managed to feel a little dizzy and regain my consciousness with a little tingling sensation in my head, and then I smiled bitterly:
"Mrs. Qu, this is too sudden for you."
Zhu Biao said this, but in his heart he was even more afraid of Qu Jie. He thought he already knew something about this parrot, but he didn't expect that this parrot would surprise him every once in a while. Stimulate.
Wasn’t that method just the legendary empowerment?
You really don’t know how many tricks this parrot has yet to use, so you must never offend it!
“Whether it’s sudden or I tell you in advance, you don’t have to go through this, it’s better to do it suddenly.
Lest you be afraid and timid.
The specific content is all in your mind. You should be very clear by recalling it for a while. This memory can last about a month. You can just copy the content down within a month. If you don’t finish it within a month, I can’t do it. I don’t mind telling you again.
Okay, let's go back and rest. It'll be fine if we take a little rest for two days. Let Xiao Wu come over on time for class tomorrow. "
Qu Jie briefly explained the effect and duration of memory infusion, then ended the conversation and sent the guests off.
Zhu Biao also knew Qu Jie's character of telling the truth.
After nodding, he turned around and left the side hall. He felt really uncomfortable and had to go back to rest quickly. It happened that he could take advantage of the rest to read the history of the Ming Dynasty in advance.
As for the result, it was a headache.
But Zhu Biao didn't sleep all night.
I almost died suddenly when I was watching Ming Dynasty in the middle of the night, especially when I saw the part called Tianzi Baozong. I really relied on my thumbs to pinch people hard to recover.
Then the next day, Zhu Biao fell ill.
After Zhu Yuanzhang visited and reported the fire, although he was very curious, he still stopped Zhu Biao from copying the Ming Dynasty with his sick body, or directly dictated it, and let him rest first.
But it is really uncomfortable when people's curiosity is not satisfied. Zhu Yuanzhang felt sorry for his son, but at the same time he was curious about what was recorded in Ming history. Why did he make his eldest son with a gentle temper so angry?
In the end, he couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he went to find Qu Jie and asked Qu Jie to give him a memory instillation. Faced with his request, Qu Jie didn't ask for a price increase, but directly gave him the price. He came for a free memory infusion, so that he could also enjoy Zhu Biao's treatment.
The situation after that was similar, except that Zhu Yuanzhang was indeed in better health than his son, and his endurance and soul strength were stronger than Zhu Biao's. So although he also suffered a lot of pain, at least he didn't vomit it out, but his face was pale and his body was a little shaken. Sit and relax for a while.
Then he went back, nominally to rest.
Actually started reading the history of Ming Dynasty.
Then as expected, he also fell ill. It was said that he was so angry that he vomited blood in the middle of the night. All the doctors from the imperial hospital rushed over and gave him a lot of injections. When the news reached the outer court the next day, the civil and military officials in the court were almost frightened to death. , they didn’t know what happened specifically, and they thought Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry because of the Hu Weiyong case. He was already so angry that he vomited blood, presumably just to vent his anger.
There will definitely be no less killings.
They were already frightened and even more frightened.
How scared was he? He was so scared that someone very close to Hu Weiyong committed suicide that very day.
When Qu Jie learned about the relevant news, she was also shocked. Good guy, this old man was so arrogant some time ago. I thought he had good endurance. How could he be as fragile as his son? Then some unfilial descendants appeared. The family is completely ruined. Is this necessary?
She really didn't have back pain when she stood and talked.
There was still time to look down on the Zhu family and his son.
King Zhou, who was listening to Qu Jie's class, had become accustomed to his teacher's treason in the past few days. He was frightened to death at the beginning and gradually became accustomed to it.
Anyway, this is the teacher his father chose for him.
No matter how treasonous it is.
It shouldn't hurt myself.
