It’s not that easy to be a teacher. With one dog and a bunch of bad guys in the class, it’s hard to get a bowl of water to be balanced.
Li Qinzai had no experience as a teacher in his previous life, so he had no choice but to follow his heart.
The dog is your own, so of course you should take care of him like a flower and a flower that takes care of your motherland.
As for those evildoers...
Of course evil obstacles are used to suppress them, right? Is it necessary to take care of evil obstacles?
It's a pity that these evil people still haven't realized the true meaning of this class.
Because of that dog, Mr. Li's teaching purpose is unfair.
Having said that, it seemed like there was nothing to feel guilty about.
Qiao'er was scurrying back and forth in front of Li Qinzai. The child was like this. He looked a little crazy when he was excited, and used exaggerated movements to vent his excitement.
"Dad, put some more, put some more!" Qiao'er jumped up and down and begged.
Li Qinzai laughed and agreed happily.
Originally, making firecrackers was just for Qiao'er to play with. Even though he is a dog, he was always allowed to play without regrets during his childhood.
In the future, when Qiao'er grew up, he fell in love and pretended to be miserable in front of his sweetheart, saying that he had an unhappy childhood. Only then did Li Qinzai have a legitimate reason to beat him half to death.
Dozens of firecrackers were lit one by one in anticipation of Qiao'er and the dudes. With the sound of thunderbolts, almost everyone in Zhuangzi came out to watch.
"Dad, why don't you let go?" Qiao'er looked longingly at the oil paper bag in Li Qinzai's hand.
Li Qinzai shrugged: "I only made these and put them away."
Qiao'er didn't give up, stood up on tiptoes and grabbed the oil paper bag in Li Qinzai's hand, and then pursed her lips in disappointment.
The dandies suddenly let out a sigh of regret, and the villagers who were watching also sighed.
Li Qinzai straightened his face and snorted coldly at the dandies: "Are you still in the mood to watch the fun? The final exam is coming this afternoon. Don't forget that this is a elimination system. Whoever gets the last place in the exam will stop coming after the spring. .”
The dandies were startled, hurriedly dispersed, and went back to the house to cram themselves for a while.
Li Qinzai stood with his hands on his hands and exhaled with satisfaction.
It turns out that being a black-faced dean is so satisfying. No wonder the dean in the previous life always carried a pointer dangling around the campus.
Having seen enough excitement, the dealers also dispersed with unsatisfied intentions.
Qiao'er pulled Li Qinzai's sleeve and shook it back and forth: "Dad, can you do some more firecrackers? It's not fun at all."
Li Qinzai smiled bitterly and said: "This thing is very troublesome to make. Dad will make it for you tonight. Let's use firecrackers to blow up something fun, such as cow dung or something."
Qiao'er smiled excitedly: "Okay, okay!"
A figure flashed inside the side door of the courtyard, and Li Sujie actually left and returned.
Walking up to Li Qinzai, Li Sujie bowed first and said, "Sir, there were too many people busy just now, and it is inconvenient for me to say something."
As if he expected what he was going to say, Li Qinzai said calmly: "You can say it now."
"I would like to ask you, Sir, if the amount and container of firecrackers are increased and used on the battlefield, can they cause death or injury to the enemy?"
Li Qinzai looked at him with a smile. The prince was indeed a prince, and he looked at things from a different perspective.
Other dudes just watched the fun, but Li Sujie had already risen to the national level.
In terms of character, among all the dudes, Li Sujie is a pragmatist. His thinking is realistic and clear, and he has always tried to apply knowledge to practice.
Li Qinzai looked at him calmly, seemingly not surprised by Li Sujie's question.
From the moment gunpowder was born in his hands, Li Qinzai knew that it had come out in the Tang Dynasty hundreds of years in advance, and its use was definitely not limited to listening to the sound during the New Year.
As long as someone cares to notice it, it is destined to change the world.
Sure enough, Li Sujie asked the question alone. He didn't know what gunpowder was, but he knew that gunpowder was extraordinary.
"What do you want to say?" Li Qinzai asked with a smile.
Li Sujie looked directly into his eyes and said calmly: "My disciple is thinking that this thing should not just be used to join in the fun. Sir, with his clever hands and ingenuity, he made this thing available, and it must not be to make Qiao'er happy, right?"
Li Qinzai nodded: "If the container and dosage of this item are increased, one item can kill hundreds of people on the battlefield."
Even though Li Sujie had been mentally prepared, he was still shocked by Li Qinzai's words. He took a deep breath, suddenly straightened his clothes, and bowed to Li Qinzai on the ground.
"Mr. Li, I forgive you for overstepping your bounds. I want to talk to you as the prince of the Tang Dynasty."
"you say."
"Please be sure to keep the secret recipe of what you created, sir, and never reveal it. This thing will be of great use to the Tang Dynasty. I forgive you for being rude. I cannot keep it a secret for you, so I must report it to my father immediately."
Li Qinzai said cheerfully: "Okay, I will personally give the secret recipe to your father."
Li Sujie was stunned. He didn't expect Li Qinzai to be so straightforward. He thought Mr. Li would be displeased. After all, people in this era still value exclusive secret recipes. There is no reason for anyone to give the secret recipe to others for free.
To put it nicely, this is the protection of intellectual property rights; to put it harshly, it is called self-preservation.
No matter what you say, this behavior is the default rule of the people of the Tang Dynasty.
In the court or among the people, secret recipes are the most private secrets. People with a little politeness will not ask rashly. If they accidentally use someone else's secret recipe, they will come to the door to express their gratitude very politely and give them a reward. .
This is a reasonable world, and the moral sense between people seems to be above the law.
During the Qing Dynasty, the Ministry of Punishment approved only about ten people for death penalty every year, sometimes even less than ten people, which shows how simple the folk customs were.
Li Sujie thought that giving away the secret recipe for free would deeply offend Li Qinzai, but he did not expect that Li Qinzai agreed so happily.
Seeing Li Sujie in a daze, Li Qinzai suddenly smiled: "With my temper, I have never been so happy. Is it surprising?"
Li Sujie blushed and nodded subconsciously.
Li Qinzai laughed and said: "This thing is called 'Gunpowder'. It is indeed an amazing thing. It can change the world. Just because it is important, I happily handed over the secret recipe."
Li Sujie seems to have some enlightenment.
"You should have heard the saying, 'Every man is innocent, but he is guilty.' The more important something is, the less you can hide it privately, otherwise you will lose your head inexplicably one day."
Li Sujie said hurriedly: "Sir, you are overly worried. Even if you don't want to hand over the secret recipe, my father will not kill you. This is not the behavior of a benevolent king."
Li Qinzai nodded: "I know, but it has already appeared in this world. Even if your father doesn't care, there will definitely be people who secretly covet it. Those who peek in secret, everyone is a deep secret to me. Woe.”
"I just want to live a peaceful life. If possible, I can do my best for the Tang Dynasty and create something novel for the country to use. As for those unnecessary disasters, it is best not to have any."
Li Sujie showed admiration and couldn't help but bowed his head and said: "In the past, I only admired Sir for his knowledge. From today on, I also admire Sir for his personality."
Li Qinzai laughed and said: "You still have to admire me as a person. Haven't you heard that I am a well-known bastard in Chang'an City? Are you sure you want to admire me?"
Li Sujie nodded heavily: "Disciple, I only believe what I see with my eyes. Sir is an open-minded person, and he is definitely not as bad as the rumors."
Li Qinzai narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "I remember you are only twelve years old this year, right? There are not many twelve-year-old children as sensible as you."
Li Sujie's expression darkened: "After my mother passed away, for some reason, my disciple seemed to become sensible overnight."
Li Sujie's mother was Concubine Xiao Shu, a woman who failed in a palace fight and died under the order of Queen Wu to hang herself.
Seeing that he was his disciple, Li Qinzai finally couldn't help but shouted: "Don't think about the grievances of your elders, not even a little bit! You are not qualified to think about it now!"
Li Sujie was startled and hurriedly lowered his head in agreement.
"Send someone to tell your father. I will not tell anyone the secret recipe of gunpowder except your father."
Li Sujie bowed his head and thanked her, turned around and left silently.
Half an hour later, a fast horse galloped out of the Li Family Courtyard and headed straight for Chang'an City.
The knight on the horse held a letter handwritten by Li Sujie in his arms.
The content of the letter was earth-shattering. Perhaps even Li Sujie himself did not expect that the content of this letter would change history and the world.
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