Dressing in another world to be a brother

"Prevention and xenophobia are for outsiders. Wouldn't it be tiring if you were wary of the classmates you were intimate with and grew up with?"

Ji Yuzhu saw that the children below seemed to understand a little bit, thought for a while, and decided to say a few more words: "Does Ting Yu think that your grandfather is a minister, and Shao Qi's father is just a doctor, and even if you beat him up and cry, he won't let you down?" Dare to trouble you?"

Zhang Tingyu looked around, and argued: "I, I didn't, I didn't expect this..." He felt that this was not a good thing, and was so anxious that he almost cried.

Ji Yuzhu stood up, picked up the sweet potato syrup in front of him, and put it in front of Luo Hao: "Hao Hao, here you are."

Luo Hao looked at him blankly, then at Zhang Tingyu.

Zhang Tingyu pursed his lips and protested weakly: "That, that's my sugar water!"

"Ting Yu, if Haohao stole your sugar water, would you beat him up?" Ji Yuzhu knelt down and looked at him.

Zhang Tingyu blushed: "No way!"

"Is it not, or can't?" Ji Yuzhu pressed every step of the way, "Did your grandma tell you not to hit Haohao?"

Zhang Tingyu hesitated for a while, then nodded, and whispered: "Grandpa, grandma, father, and mother have all said it."

Hearing this, Luo Hao pouted, and unconsciously scratched the sweet potato cubes in his bowl with a spoon.

"Life is not equal. No one can change everyone's background. Just like Haohao, who was born is rich and prosperous. Another example is Niu Shu, whose family is poor. He can study because his brother went to work in the capital to earn money. "

Ji Yuzhu smiled: "But you see, Haohao was born in a wealthy family, does he have two ears and four hands more than others?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Luo Hao in unison.

Luo Hao blushed: "I didn't!"

Everyone suddenly laughed, and the originally serious atmosphere dissipated in an instant.

"Looking at Niu Shu again, he doesn't have one less eye or one nose than others, does he?"

Everyone looked at Niu Shu again, and laughed again.

"Look, isn't it?" Ji Yuzhu spread his hands, "Status and status are just foreign things. Close the door, in private, to our classmates and friends, we can relax and don't need to be so particular. At least, for now At this age, it doesn’t matter.”

He thought for a while and added: "If we go out with adults, or outside, or when there are outsiders, we should not forget the respect and etiquette. After all, we study and practice calligraphy for the purpose of knowing etiquette and shame. , know all kinds of human relations."

"As for honor and inferiority." He went on to say, "here, everyone who works hard is worthy of respect. If a farmer works hard to keep his family fed and well-fed, then he is worthy of respect; if an official works hard, , so that the people of a place can live and work in peace and contentment, this is more worthy of respect, because the latter has benefited more people."

"Now you are students. If you study steadily, you deserve praise and respect."

"No matter what the future holds and where you will each be in the future, what we can do now is to correct our position and mentality, work hard to improve ourselves, protect what we want to protect in the future, and help more people in need."

Ji Yuzhu sighed, and looked at these immature faces who seemed to understand but half understood: "You may not understand now, but I hope you can understand that the real strong does not need to be manifested by bullying others, the strong should win or lose. Don't be discouraged by arrogance or defeat, or be surprised by favor or disgrace."

After these words, Ji Yuzhu didn't know how much effect it would have.

He wouldn't be so stupid as to instill in them the idea that everyone is equal.

He only hoped that the students he personally taught would know how to respect and love themselves, and be self-reliant and self-reliant.

Many years later, several important ministers who came out of this small Mongolian hall gathered in the upper study room, and chatted with Luo Hao, the Hongzhi emperor who created the prosperous age, about today, and they were all deeply moved.

But at this time Ji Yuzhu didn't know.

After the afternoon class was over, he received a letter from the Ningjun Prince's Mansion - a letter from the frontier.

Ji Yuzhu hurried back to the room with the letter.

As for the cut wax on it, he expressed his understanding.

This letter came from the frontier, so it would be strange if it wasn't checked.

As he sat down, he flipped out the letter paper and began to read it.

"Husband loves to learn.

Meng Chun is still cold, distracted in two places, lingering in memories.Missing each other, hating no friendship. "

Seeing this, Ji Yuzhu raised his eyebrows.Where did this guy learn such a set of polite rhetoric?

Then look down, and sure enough, the painting style has changed.

"Okay, let's stop pretending to be a literati, it's just as long as my daughter-in-law knows that I miss you.

I have been in the frontier for many days, so I won’t say where I am, and you don’t know, but the scenery here is very different from Qingping Town and the capital city. I will take you to see it when peace comes.

The sergeant training method Fu Lang wrote to me is very good..."

Barbara, the letter wrote a lot about their training routine.

Then he said that he liked the knee pads Fu Lang prepared for him very much.

It will still be cold in the frontier, but the knee pads are warm and protective, and the bruises and bruises that often occur in training in the past are much less now.

As a result, all the generals in the army are now using this thing, which makes him extremely displeased - it was specially made for him by his husband, why are they all so shameless.

With a smile on his face, Ji Yuzhu looked carefully at the words in the letter that tried to complain about the shameless style of his colleagues, as if Jiang Weiyan was right in front of him, biting a weed stick and gossiping about all kinds of gossip.

Ji Yuzhu read the thin pages several times before reluctantly putting them down.

After thinking about it, he dug out another delicate box, carefully put the letter away, and then hid it properly.

The letter sent to the frontier by King Tuoning earlier, I don't know if it has arrived now.

It's cold in northern Xinjiang, I don't know if he will be frozen.

Well, probably not, after all, he also stayed in the frontier for several years.

I hope he doesn't make too much trouble, otherwise the few clothes he brought over won't be bad enough for him.

The thin shirts in late spring and early summer were also sent to the Tuoning County Prince's Mansion, hoping to catch up.

Ugh……

Ji Yuzhu sighed.

Missing is really exhausting.

In the past, when he was by my side, I always felt that he was annoying.

Now he's not around, but...

I don't know when this battle will start and when it will end.

The battlefield is ruthless, the sword has no eyes, if he...

Bah, bah, bah, how can you say that brother Yan is also a general, military doctor or something, must be the priority——

and many more!

On the battlefield, will the military doctor accompany the team?

Brother Yan seems to have said that the military doctor is waiting in the rear?

So if you get injured on the battlefield, you have to go back to the base camp?

That, that...

Thinking of this, Ji Yuzhu became anxious, and hurried to the study, spread out the rice paper, picked up a pen, and began to write letters.

A few days passed in a hurry.

Today, I was going to pick up Niu Shu from the museum, and it was Niu Shu's birthday today, Niu Liang had already greeted the shopkeeper in advance, and he would leave early in the afternoon when he didn't say anything to anyone.

Smiling and sending the ladies away, Niu Liang gently put away the grease box on the counter, then went around the counter, ran to the corner room and took out the cleaning tools, planning to clean it at noon when no one was around .

He also went to work with another woman, Qiuqin. She went to the backyard to eat at the moment, and then she came back to replace him.

He has been working in this Ningyu workshop for five days.

The shopkeeper is very nice, smiling all day long.

Qiuqin is also a lively lady.

His daily job is to greet customers, recommend suitable ointments to ladies and gentlemen, familiarize himself with the ointments in the store when no one is around, and clean up to keep the store tidy and clean.

Compared with working in the fields at home, this job is really easy and decent, and the wages are higher.

Brother is also studying in Jiang Langjun's school now.

The days are getting better day by day.

Niu Liang softly hummed a little tune he learned in the village, backed away shaking his head, and swept out the accumulated dust while leaning against the wall——

"what!"

Niu Liang, who stepped on someone, quickly put down the broom in his hand, bent over and turned around, pleading guilty: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sir, please forgive me."

"Forget it, let's have a snack next time!" The clear male voice was a little displeased.

"Yes, they're all small and short-sighted." Seeing that the other party didn't intend to blame him, Niu Liang stood up slightly, raised his eyes and glanced at this—a man?

He blinked: "Guest officer, do you want to buy something? Our Ningyufang sells grease." He specially emphasized the word grease.

The person who came, that is, You Feng slightly raised his right foot, frowned and looked at the light-colored mud print with big thorns on the black boots embroidered with bamboo leaf patterns. Clothes hem: "Why? This Ningyufang is not allowed to enter?"

Niu Liang also saw that mark at this time, he flinched, and quickly squatted down: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's not good to be small." He stretched out his hand and lightly touched the black boots that were not cheap at first glance. Pat it lightly, trying to wipe off the mud marks.

You Feng was stunned for a moment, then quickly retracted his legs and took two steps back: "No need, get up and answer."

Niu Liang, who hadn't had time to wipe off the mud marks, stood up in panic, clasping his hands nervously: "Guest, guest officer, I, the little one really didn't mean it."

You Feng was a little impatient: "There is no need to mention the small things, just pay attention to it in the future. I'm asking you, can I not enter this Ningyufang?"

Niu Liang was slightly relieved. Hearing his question at this time, he realized that what he said just now was ambiguous, so he bent down and stretched out his hand as a welcome sign: "No, no, of course you can come in. What kind of class does the guest officer want?" What about it? We have a variety of fats and ointments here, and they are of high quality, if the guest officials can bring some to the ladies and husbands at home, they will definitely like it."

You Feng raised his eyebrows: "What if I don't have a wife or husband?"

Niu Liang paused, confirming that he didn't mean to blame, with a smile on his face: "It's okay to give it to Mommy or Daddy. Our ointment is really good. It's clear and moist, nourishing and skin-care, and won't get greasy after rubbing it on." , with a light fruity fragrance, if you take it home as a gift to your family, from 60 to 15 years old, no matter if you are a brother or a lady, you will definitely like it."

You Feng saw him talking a lot, and smiled: "Little brother, how old are you? How long have you been here in Ningyufang?"

"What's wrong?" Niu Liang looked at him suspiciously.

"I just want to see if you are familiar with these ointments. What if a newcomer who doesn't know anything randomly recommends some inferior ointments to me, what should I do if my skin is damaged after using them?"

"Guest officer, our family's fats are all good, how can there be inferior ones!" Niu Liang, who had just been here for a few days, was a little guilty, his eyes dodged for a moment, thinking of his own excellent fats, he immediately regained his confidence, "What kind of ointment do you want? For your face, for your hands, or for your lips? Which nobleman uses it? Different age groups need to use different ointment, and the effect will be better. Tell me so I can introduce you."

Seeing his expression change several times in just a short moment, You Feng couldn't help thinking of teasing him.

Leaning over, leaning close to his face and smelling it, then stepped back a few steps and stood up: "The ointment in this store is not as good as you said, right? Didn't you rub it?"

Startled by his action, Niu Liang wrinkled his little nose: "Guest officer, I'm just a helper, how can I afford such a good ointment?"

You Feng thinks his little gesture of wrinkling his nose is quite cute: "Even if you, a salesman, don't wipe it, there can't be something bad about these ointments, right?"

Niu Liang hurriedly waved his hands: "How is it possible, guest officer, don't talk nonsense. Our Ningyufang is a serious business, so how can there be bad things."

"Let me ask, what if? This is for wiping your face, what if you ruin your face?" You Feng looked at him interestingly, wondering when he would blow his hair.

Niu Liang's eyes widened: "Our family's grease is good. It is made of good things. You have never used it, so how can you make a random guess. What if others believe it and affect our business? ?”

He didn't think this guy was a serious person, so he said that he hadn't seen him go in to look at the grease for a long time, and he was just talking nonsense with him here.

"That can't be asked? Then what can I ask? Do you still want to do business?"

"Guest officer, are you here to find fault?" Niu Liang was a little angry, and put his hips on his hips, "Do you know that our Ningyufang has a backer! Don't cause trouble!"

"Oh? It sounds very powerful, what kind of background?" You Feng looked at him jokingly.

"I sue—"

"Hey, Master, why are you here at noon?" The shopkeeper came out from the backyard, saw the two standing by the door, and hurried up to meet them.

Niu Liang was dumbfounded.

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