During the days when Li Qinzai was on his mission to the northwest, the little bastards at Ganjingzhuang Academy were basically left alone.
Li Jingxuan took over the daily work of the school, but in the end he lost a bit of dignity.
Although Li Jingxuan was born in Hongwen Hall, he was not favored by Li Zhi, and the little intrigues and tricks he did when he first came to the school were not popular among students.
After Li Qinzai left, Li Jingxuan could not control the school. The little bastards were all descendants of powerful families. How could a small Hongwenguan bachelor suppress them?
In the school, the only person the little bastards feared and admired was Li Qinzai. As soon as he left, the bastards suddenly turned upside down.
In addition, Ganjingzhuang Pheasant Academy is different from other academies. It specializes in teaching science, so Li Jingxuan's rich knowledge will not play much role in the academy.
So Li Jingxuan had no choice but to take an early vacation and send the children of various powerful families back to Chang'an.
Li Qinzai had a lot of social activities after returning to Chang'an, but Li Sujie and other disciples didn't dare to disturb him. They didn't come to congratulate him until today.
Of course the teacher is very happy when his disciple comes to visit. Even if he is not happy, he must pretend to be happy for the sake of the gift.
Compared with Li Qinzai's social smile, Li Sujie and other disciples were very excited.
Although Mr. Li Qinzai was very fierce in school, he was often punished with corporal punishment and whipped, he was also moody, and his mouth was very poisonous.
Counting it down, there are a lot of shortcomings, but for some reason, the disciples have become closer to Li Qinzai. This kind of closeness even makes them feel ashamed, and they are always reflecting on whether they are cheap.
However, Li Jingxuan was such a gentle and friendly person. He wore a warm and elegant smile every day and never punished students corporally. The strange thing is that Li Sujie and others could not get close to him. No matter how Li Jingxuan showed kindness, all the students always had a negative attitude toward him. There is a sense of alienation.
Entering the house, it was indeed very warm. There was a charcoal fire in the middle, a chimney going straight to the roof, a pot of hot water sitting on the stove, and a few charcoal residues on the ground.
The very down-to-earth picture seems to fit the image of a hard-working, selfless and silent teacher who supports the poor.
It's a pity that the truth is cruel. This down-to-earth teacher is not poor at all. He is so rich that he oozes wealth, but he still cares about whether his students bring gifts when they come to the door...
Li Sujie and others entered the room and looked around curiously. Then they all congratulated Li Qinzai again on his promotion to the county marquis. Finally, they all asked about Li Qinzai's experience as an envoy to the northwest.
Li Qinzai’s account was very concise, and could be summed up in one sentence: “Travel, arrive, negotiate, if you can’t reach an agreement, fight, negotiate again, if the negotiation breaks down, continue fighting, if you win, I’ll bring it to you.”
After summarizing in one sentence, Li Sujie and others were stunned by Li Qinzai's shockingly concise statement.
So many of us have already set our postures, just waiting to praise you profusely. Why don't you say a few more words, otherwise we won't even know where to begin to praise you.
"That's it?" Li Sujie blurted out subconsciously.
Li Qinzai narrowed his eyes with a very unkind look: "Are you despising me? Boy, are your wings stiff?"
Li Sujie was startled and said hurriedly: "No, no, sir, you have misunderstood. What I mean is that you said it too concisely. From just a few words, I cannot feel the heroism of sir, who leapt on horseback and sacrificed his life to kill the enemy for the Tang Dynasty. "
Li Qinzai smiled: "It doesn't matter if your wings are hard. Sir is here and I promise to turn each of you into an angel with broken wings within three days. It's been a long time since I last saw you. I think you all miss the feeling of being whipped by Mr...."
All the disciples looked horrified and shook their heads, indicating that they were not.
"After I went to the northwest as a mission, how was the school? Did anyone get into trouble and get killed?"
The disciples continued to shake their heads.
"Where's Li Jingxuan? Didn't I give you a lot of homework after the holiday?"
The disciples looked miserable and still shook their heads.
Li Qinzai sighed: "Li Jingxuan is very incompetent for not assigning homework to students during the holidays. However, it is better to come early than to come by chance. Since you are all here today, you might as well take your homework with you when you go back."
"After the first lunar month, school starts. I want to check the homework one by one. If anyone hasn't done it, haha..."
All the disciples showed regretful expressions.
Those who shouldn't have come today have mistakenly fallen into the dragon's pond and the tiger's den.
In the melancholy crowd, Qi Bizhen suddenly asked: "Sir, if the disciple doesn't do his homework, how many whips will he receive?"
"One hundred notes."
Qi Bizhen made an estimate with her fingers and suddenly laughed: "You can't beat me to death, haha. If you forgive me, sir, I will stop doing my homework. When school starts, sir, I will be whipped a hundred times, and I will accept the punishment."
This time, Li Qinzai didn't know how to deal with it.
Are you so stubborn? Would you rather lose half your life than do your homework?
The other disciples were hesitant to speak. They also wanted to learn Qi Bizhen, but unfortunately they were not thick-skinned and thick-skinned. A hundred whips would ultimately be a gamble of life and death, so they might as well pinch their noses and finish their homework.
Then the disciples were short of breath and sighed sadly.
The teachers and students chatted for a while. Li Qinzai hesitated for a moment and said: "Ordinarily, if you come to visit, I will just say a few words to you and then tell you to get out..."
Disciples: “…………”
Li Qinzai then laughed again: "However, for the sake of the gifts you brought, I will allow you to stay and have a meal. After all, I will not hit the gift giver. It is more in line with the principle of reciprocity to allow you to have a meal." "
Li Sujie said, dumbfounded, "Thank you sir for the rice."
While everyone was waiting, Li Qinzai ignored them and continued busy with his own affairs.
Li Sujie and others came up and saw Li Qinzai tapping a pile of precious wood with a file and chisel. They couldn't help but curiously asked: "What are you doing, sir? Is it some amazing novelty?"
Li Qinzai said without raising his head: "Make some gadgets for my family."
Li Sujie discerned for a long time and said softly: "Is this... wooden beads?"
Li Qinzai ignored him. He chiseled and polished more than ten red sandalwood beads, then strung them together with a red rope. Finally, he held it in his hand and turned and rubbed it.
The disciples became more and more shocked.
"Sir, what on earth are you doing? What's the significance of it?" Li Sujie asked in shock.
Li Qinzai smiled and said: "The appearance of every thing in the world may not necessarily be meaningful, it can only be said to be a reasonable existence. Just like you, you have never made any contribution to the Tang Dynasty or added to the national treasury. Taxation has not brought benefits to the people..."
"If the existence of people and things in the world must have meaning, shouldn't you guys all jump into the well? But you are still shamelessly living well. Why?"
Li Qinzai rubbed the beads in his hand and said seriously: "Because God is tolerant. He allows certain species to exist meaninglessly. If you are useless, at least you can make excrement."
Li Sujie and other disciples could not help but burst into tears.
I'm coming. This damn familiar feeling of oppression...
It was as if someone had given him a sudden mouthful of arsenic, and his razor-sharp words made life worse than death.
The husband rolled among the dead in Tuyuhun and came back with the same style, and he was still as piercing as ever.
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