Sheng Nong Xue Su

Ming Sheng went to the library to sort out the bibliography and edit the book as usual.Ming Sheng sorted it out very carefully and slowly, because when he came across books he was interested in, he had to stop and read them. Moreover, Ming Sheng was also waiting for the news that the Hanyu Pinyin he had inherited would be down, and he would have to rearrange the bibliography at that time. .It's not that Ming Sheng doesn't want to follow his own ideas now, first, it's too eye-catching, and second, no one else can use it except himself.As for, this method will be more eye-catching, and it is also within Ming Sheng's prediction. This is just a pathfinding stone thrown by Ming Sheng, to test the depth of the water and the shallowness of the water.Ming Sheng's goal was indeed achieved, but he never expected that Yang Shoufu would propose such a plan.

Not long after, Huo Qinghua, the head of the Imperial Academy, was ushered in to the inaccessible library.

Huo Qinghua likes to win while doing things steadily, and never does anything that is too radical and risky.It is normal to climb steadily to the first seat of the Imperial Academy and the Imperial College to offer wine in the sixtieth year.When he learned that one of his subordinates had a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, he felt quite complicated. On the one hand, he admired the enthusiasm of young people, and on the other hand, it was not in line with his way of life.However, this time, it is true that the meritorious service will last for thousands of years, and it is an extremely noble event, which immediately hit the heart of Qingliu, a literati.Therefore, Huo Qinghua felt that it was okay to do some things within his ability.

Huo Qinghua came to the library quietly, and saw Ming Sheng buried in the pile of books and couldn't extricate himself. The sunlight hit Ming Sheng from the window behind him, giving people a holy feeling, although he couldn't see what Ming Sheng looked like , still wearing onion-like clothes.

"Ahem." Huo Qinghua coughed lightly twice.

Ming Sheng looked up, first saw the crimson robe, then saw Huo Qinghua's flat face, and hurriedly got up to pack: "The student has met Mr. Huo."

Huo Qinghua said: "There is no need to be too polite. The paperwork you handed over has been read, and Mr. Yang Ge proposed that you enter the Imperial Academy as a doctorate for three months. You will hand over the work at hand and come to the Imperial Academy to report in the afternoon. "

Astonishment flashed across Ming Sheng's eyes, and he immediately returned to normal, clasped his hands and replied: "Yes."

Huo Qinghua nodded inwardly when he saw that Ming Sheng's astonishment only flashed by, and he looked humble and uncomplaining.Originally, I didn't have to work hard to talk about this matter myself, but this performance finally did not disappoint me.

Huo Qinghua said: "You, doctor, have been temporarily replacing Kong Wenxiu who is on sick leave. The class taught by Kong Wenxiu is the class with yellow letters, so you should prepare well." After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves and left.

"Thank you for your advice, my lord. Congratulations to my lord." Ming Sheng raised his voice.

Ming Sheng waited for Huo Qinghua to go far away, stood up straight, and slowly returned the books under his feet to their original positions. After handing over the official duties, he led Chuan Gu to the Imperial Academy.

Chuan Gu took a wrong step and followed Ming Sheng, and couldn't help but said: "My lord, I heard that the members of Class A in Huang Zi are the sons of ministers and clans. Yes, what should I do?"

Ming Sheng gave a slight hint, and said: "Oh, it's interesting." He thought to himself, in order to study children's psychology, he specially went to school as a teacher for a year, and also had a lot of contact with some special children. The child is not just a mess, it is easy to deal with.Oh, I'm really looking forward to it.

Hearing this, Chuan Gu said, "Young master, what idea did you think of?"

Ming Sheng tilted his head slightly, hooked the corners of his mouth, a dimple appeared, and said: "Buddha said: Don't say it."

Chuan Gu saw the deep dimples on the side of his young master's face, his heart trembled, and he secretly thought that he hoped those little ancestors would not offend the young master.

"Brother Chen, I heard that a new gentleman will come this afternoon." A chubby man shouted loudly.Little Fatty's name is Zhu Zhu, and he is the youngest son of Prince Beijing's mansion. He is an only Miao Miao. At home, he is holding a golden lump for fear of falling and holding a golden lump for fear of melting.

"Little pig, I knew about it a long time ago. It's the gentleman invited by my grandfather." Yang Chen glanced at Xiaopangdun.

"I told you not to call me little pig." When the little fat man heard this, he became furious.

"Okay, when you run out of snacks in your pocket, I won't call you a pig." Yang Chen rolled his small eyelids, and said slowly.

The little fat pier covered the cloth pocket hanging in front of him with two small claws, looked at Yang Chen vigilantly, and said: "These are not enough for me for half a day, I will bring them to you tomorrow."

Yang Chen rolled his eyes, picked up the book (the little figure painting with the cover changed) and looked at it.

"Puchi..." Wang Zisong, who had been listening to them all the time, couldn't help laughing.

Little Fatty heard someone laughing at him, so he quickly shifted his firepower and glared at Wang Zisong.

Wang Zisong squeezed Zhu Zhu's bun face, and said, "Little pig, how do you want to play with the new Mr.?"

Yang Chen heard the words and put down the book.The three of them looked at each other, their eyes crooked.Called the other little radish heads over and muttered.

Ming Sheng took the textbooks and came to Class A of the Yellow Characters, only to hear the loud sound of reading, Ming Sheng smiled in his eyes, and thought to himself, it's coming soon.

Ming Sheng looked at the half-closed door, and it was stuck at an angle that could just support some heavy object.Ming Sheng pushed open the door without hesitation, and sure enough, a large bookend fell from his head, and Ming Sheng caught it easily.The whole class stared wide-eyed in unison, not knowing how Ming Sheng did it.

"Hello, sir." Wang Zisong reacted, took the lead and stood up and shouted.The other little dolls quickly agreed.

"Hello, children." Ming Sheng said hello and walked towards the podium.

"Sir, what is a kid?" asked Zhu Zhu, the chubby prick.

Ming Sheng stopped, just stopped a few steps away from a tight filament, smiled slightly, and said: "I just came, and I have to welcome you so warmly, naturally I regard you as friends, but, you are young , add a small letter in front of it."

Seeing Ming Sheng's smile, Little Fatty's eyes were already dazzled. Hearing what Ming Sheng said, he hurriedly continued cheerfully: "Okay, today we are Mr.'s children. Chenchen, Songsong, right?" , to please the two with a smile.

"Of course, only after today, we will be good friends." Wang Zisong gave Xiaopangdun a white look, and said.

"Not bad." Yang Chen nodded.

Ming Sheng laughed, and raised his foot to continue walking. Just as he was about to step over the filament, seeing the disappointment on the faces of the little dolls, he withdrew his feet again, and smiled at the little dolls. The dolls quickly grinned back.Ming Sheng broke the filament, only to hear a "pop" above his head, and colorful paints spilled down.It was too late and then it was too late, Ming Sheng dodged to the side, swung his sleeves, and all the paint rushed towards the dolls.

All of a sudden, those who drilled into the table, those who took the bookends, the screams of pain when they hit their heads, and the exclamation of being splashed with paint before they had time to hide.

"Oh, why didn't the kids run away? You ran away at such an old age, you should be faster at such a young age. If I knew you were so slow, I wouldn't have used it to train you if you worked hard as a teacher. It seems that we still have to proceed step by step." Ming Sheng stood on the podium with an anxious voice and a relaxed expression.

"Thank you, Teacher, for your kindness." Yang Chen put down the book that blocked his face, put on his colorful body, and let out a sound from between his teeth.

Ming Sheng smiled and said: "You don't need to thank me, this is what I should do."

Wang Zisong twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "Sir, you are really good at martial arts."

"Where is it? It's just a small skill, everyone is welcome to learn from it in the future." Ming Sheng didn't have the slightest conscious of bullying children, and said expectantly.

Ming Sheng deliberately sat down slowly and tentatively.The little chubby face was tangled up, and the others watched with bright eyes.A smile flashed in Ming Sheng's eyes, and he stood up when he was only one centimeter away from his seat, and said: "Heaven will send a great task to everyone, so you must work hard first. I will give a lecture standing up today. The children are all A good boy who endures hardships and stands hard work, respects his teacher, don't you mind standing with him?"

"I don't mind. But I think respecting the teacher should allow the gentleman to sit and give lectures. I have a cushion here for the gentleman to cushion it more comfortably." The little fat pier didn't want to stand all afternoon, so he quickly gave his cushion to Ming Sheng Okay, said: "Sir, please sit down."

"It's rare for little persimmon to be filial, but a teacher must lead by example, how can he not do what he says?" Ming Sheng frowned deliberately and said in embarrassment.

The little ones became anxious and shouted: "Sir, sit down. You can't disappoint our filial piety."

"Yes, sir. Otherwise, Little Pig will be chilled." Wang Zisong said encouragingly.

"You don't think I don't mean what I say?" Ming Sheng said.

"No, no." Everyone scrambled to say.

Ming Sheng smiled and said: "You are really warm and lovely, you will benefit from being a teacher."

Ming Sheng sat down, and said to the students who were still standing: "Sit down, kids too."

When everyone heard the words, they hurriedly sat down properly, for fear that the husband would change his mind.

Ming Sheng said: "For the rest of the time, let's chat."

"Okay, okay." Little Fatty responded positively.

Ming Sheng smiled slightly and said, "Let's talk about what's beyond the sea? Do the children know what's at the end of the sea? What kind of people live there? What kind of life do they live? What does it have to do with us?" no the same?"

"I know. There are some ugly blue-eyed monsters living over there by the sea," cried Little Plump.

"Nonsense, those people are also beautiful, with eyes like sapphires and hair like gold." Wang Zisong retorted.

"There are foreign priests who come to our court to preach. They speak different words and have different beliefs from us." Yang Chen said.

Ming Sheng said: "It's all good, but it's not complete. On the other side of the sea, to the west there are Tianzhu and Egypt with the same splendid culture as ours. In the Tang Dynasty, Xuanzang went to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, and finally arrived in Tianzhu, where. ......"

"Crossing Tianzhu, crossing the Arabian Sea, and landing on the Suez Canal, you can reach Egypt. The most famous thing in Egypt is the pyramid, that is......"

"To the west is the newly rising continent of Europe, where the farmers and the emerging industrial class are confronting each other, and the political system has undergone tremendous changes......"

"From the East China Sea to the east, there are also rich lands to be developed and unimaginable civilizations and wealth. Who will they belong to in the future? Is it the rising West, the glorious Tianzhu, Egypt, or our Daqing, or other?" Describe the whole world with unique language, structure the evolution of civilization with fantastic stories, and plant a seed to see the world with eyes open.

"Daqing! Daqing!" The children woke up from the world Ming Sheng described and shouted loudly.

The sound woke up a group of people listening to the corner outside the window.