Cheng Yaojin put aside his old face and used his fists to attract Li Zhi's attention.
Then Li Zhi discovered, huh? It seems that not only Li Qinzai was responsible for destroying the Japanese country, but also a man named Cheng, your grandfather. I would have almost forgotten it if I had not beaten Liu Rengui.
Li Qinzai felt that Cheng Yaojin's beating was really timely. If he used his fists more often when he was being unreasonable, he might get unexpected results.
As for Li Zhi's handling of the matter, on the one hand he issued an order to severely reprimand Cheng Yaojin, and then promoted his grandson. Obviously, he was disgusted with Liu Rengui, a stubborn clear figure who only accepted death.
According to reports, he and Liu Rengui almost had a quarrel in the palace that day. Li Zhi's treatment must also include beating Liu Rengui. If you are a bitch, talk less, otherwise I will be promoted to the official whoever beats you in the future...
So Li Qinzai touched his chin and started thinking.
Should I rush back to Chang'an with the song and give Liu Rengui another beating?
As we all know, grinding copy B may not necessarily drop the best equipment, but it will definitely drop gold coins...
Maybe Li Zhi would be happy and give himself the imperial city, horse riding, goldfish bags and so on. The promotion was just a decree and had no taste. Those bits and pieces were the real benefits that were tangible and visible.
The steward didn't know that Wu Shaolang was making unreliable ideas, but he still dutifully reported it.
"... After Lu Guogong demolished the house in Liu Rengui's residence and beat Liu Rengui, not only did the eldest son of the house get promoted, but the censors and ministers in Chang'an City also had fewer memorials to impeach you and Cheng Boxian."
The steward couldn't help but make a personal comment and sighed: "It's been a long time since I saw Mr. Cheng take action. After so many years, the sword is still as good as it was back then..."
Li Qinzai cast an appreciative look at the steward.
The vicious incident of an old bastard from Chang'an City demolishing houses and beating people made people awe-inspiring.
However, Li Qinzai breathed a sigh of relief, watching as the wave of accusations against him gradually subsided under Cheng Yaojin's fist.
It is a truth that has been unbreakable for thousands of years.
"After I go back, I will ask someone to visit Liu Rengui with my name card, send some tonics such as ginseng, deer antler, and tiger whip, and express my condolences to the governor Liu. By the way, I will strongly condemn Mr. Cheng's bullying behavior in front of the governor Liu and express my feelings. Take a firm stance to share the same hatred as Governor Liu." Li Qinzai ordered.
The steward suddenly showed a strange look and said nonchalantly: "I don't have to worry about the fifth young master. The old man has already taken care of the matter. Just as the fifth young master thought, the old master sent Butler Wu to deliver a bunch of tonics and presented them in front of Liu Rengui." Mr. Cheng has a lot of bad words..."
Manager Wan glanced at Li Qinzai.
Two foxes, an old man and a young man, unexpectedly thought of going together. The British government became stronger with each generation and could not decline in a hundred years.
Li Qinzai was stunned for a long time and said subconsciously: "You are so cunning, hypocritical, and extremely hypocritical!"
The steward looked at him speechlessly again.
Isn’t that what you did too? It's just that my husband is one step ahead of you.
After changing his mind, Li Qinzai said again: "Then send a heavy gift to Lu Guogong's mansion in my name to congratulate Brother Shangxian on his promotion, and strongly condemn Liu Rengui's stubborn temper in front of Lu Guogong and scold Liu Rengui for being a hypocrite. , to express my firm stance that I share the same hatred as Duke Lu’s government.”
The steward was startled and looked at him with wide eyes.
He really didn't expect this operation, maybe even the old man didn't expect it. Each generation is really getting better and better than the last generation. A person can be hypocritical to this extent. It's just around the corner for the Fifth Young Master to be crowned a prince in the future.
"Yes, I will do it immediately after I return to Chang'an." The steward said more respectfully.
"Well, let me tell my grandpa one more thing: Don't be so hypocritical now that you are old, and be more sincere, right? Empty nesters should have more sunshine and less darkness in their hearts..."
The steward laughed heartily.
That is to say, stay far away and you are not afraid of being beaten. If you have the guts, try it in person.
…………
The karma of a group of bastard students gave Li Qinzai a headache.
Other people's protagonists have rich plots, and they are either awesome or arrogant. Even if they are teaching students, they are still a bunch of super geniuses. Their IQs are doubled in their mother's womb, and they can draw inferences at every turn and shock the world.
Look at these idiots I taught...
This time Zhang Si. Li Qinzai taught a two-digit multiplication vertical expression for a whole day, breaking down every detail and explaining it in detail. As a result, these idiots were still as confused as dogs looking at the stars.
In the end, Li Qinzai was so angry that he even used their familiar whips, but the fools still couldn't do it.
Li Qinzai was filled with frustration.
I originally thought that these bastards could be regarded as seeds after all, and they could pass down the basic knowledge of science and engineering such as mathematics and physics from generation to generation, not to promote it, but at least not to lose it.
Unexpectedly, this is a bunch of genetically modified seeds...
At this time, he finally understood why the head teacher in his previous life always showed a deep sense of powerlessness when teaching students.
It's a feeling of knowing that they are eating shit, but you can't stop them. You want to give them something good to eat, but they feel that you are feeding them shit.
Strong sacrifice reads sacrifice. As the sun set, Li Qinzai sighed deeply, looking at a group of idiots competing with him with their pens in their mouths, and then politely bowed his hands to the idiots.
"I am not very talented, and I really can't teach you all. Why don't you please retire and go home to find another teacher?"
Li Sujie's face turned red, she stood up and said ashamedly: "Sir..."
"No, don't call me sir, I don't deserve it."
"Sir, please give me a moment. I will soon be able to figure it out."
Li Qinzai took the draft in Li Sujie's hand and glanced at it quickly.
Well, compared to those idiots, .; Li Sujie doesn't seem that stupid, but only in relative terms.
The vertical postures taught by Li Qinzai were listed correctly, but the results were very different from the correct answers.
After taking a closer look, Li Qinzai discovered that Li Sujie's biggest problem was that he was not proficient in the correspondence and conversion of Chinese characters and Arabic numerals.
After teaching them for half a year, these people still failed to perfectly correspond to the Arabic numerals. As a result, they all misidentified the numbers, and the final answers were naturally ridiculously wrong.
He saw a group of bastards looking at him pitifully, fearing that Li Qinzai would drive them home.
Li Qinzai had no choice but to clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's put this section on hold for now. In the next three days, your only study task is to practice calligraphy."
"An Arabic, um, no, a Tang Dynasty number corresponds to a Chinese character. From one to one hundred, write it down for me hundreds of times, and imprint all the numbers deeply in your mind. You need to practice better than You are still familiar with your own names, and seeing these numbers is as familiar as seeing your biological father."
The bastards stood up and responded.
Control the big one and control the owl. Li Qinzai sighed again and said: "In three days, your biological father will really come to our village. The parent-teacher meeting will be held soon. If you don't want to be beaten to death, you'd better be honest and calm. At the same time, it's best to Try to be smarter.”
Li Sujie saluted gratefully: "Thank you sir for caring about our safety..."
Li Qinzai said quietly: "To be honest, I really don't care about your safety. I just don't want to lose face during the parent-teacher meeting. If all the students I teach are mentally retarded, it will be difficult for me as a teacher not to be implicated..."
"During the parent-teacher conference, I will try my best to tell your biological father that although all students are mentally retarded, teachers are not."
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