Chapter 373: Homework
"In the history of modern development, the 400 years of modern times can be said to be the fastest development period, we have built a national road network, the southern development has been completely completed, and the northern development plan has also been carried out in the middle of the year, we live in harmony with nature, and we domesticated natural animals on a large scale, and magic has played an important role in this process. He jokingly used his stick as a whip and knocked on the small blackboard beside him, "Then may I ask, how long did it take from landing to eliminating internal and external troubles and announcing the founding of the country?"
Even if they leave school, knowledge is the foundation of power, and they don't plan to stop learning, this kind of thing is purely self-conscious, so when he has time in the evening, he is doing a surprise literacy check on her.
"Ten years!"
As the top priority of Avaranga's history lesson, Cecilia answered the question as soon as she heard it.
"What is this called in the history books?" "Ten years of revolution!" "Why revolution?" "For the prosperity and strength of the country, democracy, civilization and harmony, patriotism, dedication, honesty and friendliness, freedom, equality, justice and the rule of law!"
"Cecilia-san. He helped the light eye, and the basic enchantment of the rune inscription made the mirror reflect a glimmer of light, so that people could not see his eyes clearly, "Your short-answer question is full marks." β
"Let me now elaborate on the reasons for the revolution. "Hi hi. β
Her tense body relaxed, exhaled, recalled the standard answers in the textbook, and felt a little stiff in her waist, stretched hard, yawned, revealing slightly longer canine teeth than ordinary people, and even the cat on the top of her head naturally bent: "Ha~ββHuh, the Cultural Revolution is to calm the civil strife." β
She raised her left hand and rubbed her eyes: "The wizards at that time were completely different from us, and most of them believed in the standard Lone Ranger creed of survival of the fittest. β
"As far as the original underground living environment is concerned, this is not wrong, but the wizard wants to build a country, has his own world, but the creed of the lone ranger seriously affects the order and maintains social stability, everyone is vying to be the strong, who will maintain the order of the city, who will farm and transport, who will defend the country, and then the domestic wizards will split into two parties, one is that the hawks who believe that the weak and the strong should continue to survive and support militarism, and the other is that the rabbit faction that believes that the opportunity should be cherished and supports the development of harmonious coexistence. β
"The first king supported the rabbit faction, when the population was already sparse, production and transportation were even weaker, and it was a disaster to have internal friction in this case, so he recruited many forces to jointly suppress the hawks, and with the development of time, the meaning of our hawks and rabbits today has long been completely different from what it used to be, but these two words are well preserved, and they can be regarded as historical imprints. β
"This has laid a solid foundation for us to make rapid progress today, and to build a new world where we can share the blue sky with all races. β
Gently, the hand was put up, and Cecilia felt the hand above her head, twisting her head a little awkwardly, and rubbing it.
"And then, um~, then, what we have achieved today is unimaginable in the old days. β
The slightly more "fluffy" hair fell naturally in the direction of **, making him feel smooth, soft, and the subtle feel of petting cats, the technique was very skillful, and instinctively controlled the voice from his throat: "Snorr..."
The cat girl who knelt on the edge of the bed lay down on her side, he sat on the edge of the bed tacitly, let the head lean on her thigh, and easily found the most suitable point between the hair strands and kneaded it.
"So, what does the book say about the first kings who worked hard for the country and the people?"
"Purr...... The book says that he was a national hero, a national hero, a wise and prescient leader, a man of great talent and convincing pragmatism, and a man who single-handedly took all opinions to promote progress, and if it were not for him, we might not have been able to create the prosperity we have today. β
However, as the dusty archives lost their value and were gradually revealed, there were also a small number of voices saying that he was actually a hero for the sake of being a hero, forced by the situation, and could only bite the bullet, he was a puppet who was arched in front of the stage because he seemed the most cowardly and easy to control among all the candidates, but he broke free from control, swept the unexistent into the garbage heap with an iron fist, chose to flip the table for the sake of the new country, overturned the old system, and handed out the rope that sent him to the gallows. β
"No matter how you evaluate him, he has more merits than faults. β
"Hmm. Between massaging her hair with his right hand, he stretched out his left hand, pressed it on her stomach, and kneading it skillfully, "Congratulations, the answer question is also a full score." β
Take off your glasses with your telekinesis, and they are put back into space, and his technique is very professional, hissingββ, when did you get the life skill of petting cats to the full value, I.
By the way, what breed would she have to be if she was really a cat?
It won't be too delicate and precious, she is easy to feed, easy to satisfy, just eat more, the kind of girl-next-door appearance and a little silly smile are not that noble, and it will not be a tiger cat or a serval or something like a little guy, there is no such wildness, she is not a too difficult person, but at the beginning there are many habits and animal habits to adapt, these habits are easy to toss people away, sure enough, it is a raccoon cat.
This time it was the same, she just wanted to find a place where she had the smell of her favorite things and lay down, and she didn't fall asleep at all.
According to herself, his faint smell reassured her.
"If I remember correctly, you used to worship this king?" "Well, indeed, although he has been dead for so many years, there is no us without him, his quotations are still passed down in many places, and I seem to have a few books in my house for collection. β
"I really like those henchmen. β
Generally speaking, those who can leave their names in the history books are not fools, they just did what they had to do, and the rest is just to make people.
"You see, there were so many opportunities for them to defect, and joining organizations that seemed indestructible was the best way to go. The candlelight flickered, making his eyes drift a little, "There are so many roads, they chose the most difficult one, they definitely know what the end result will be, but their choice has not changed." β
"If you don't believe it, go to the library and look for it, none of these people have died. β
"Huh?!" she suddenly became interested, "Really?"
"Of course. Cecilia didn't know when to arch into his arms, he used her as a pillow, hugged her tighter, anyway, many people use pillows as wives, so it shouldn't be bad to use his wife as a pillow, he nodded, and continued, "You see, this is what ordinary reading can't tell you, many times you have to take your time, there will always be surprises." β
History books, just like tea, seem to be boring and boring, but this is indeed the case, you have to sink your heart to find out more from the clues: poetry is wine, which can intoxicate people's hearts and make people feel the charm of it, that is good wine; novels are drinks, sweet and sour, strange, some people want to be spicy, the pursuit of excitement, some people like sweet and sour, and some people love light, but some people have quirks, many complicated, just like life.
"Hmm......" she thought for a few seconds, closed her eyes and continued to sleep, "I'm sleeping, don't call me." β
Cecilia was telling him in her own way that she didn't like history books, that little brain couldn't fit too many complicated things.
After all, it's one of the hardest lessons.
When I was in school, there were many people who were tortured to death.
There are no formulas, no theorems, so many similar people, so many similar things, but they are so different, it is easy to get confused, and all that can be done about history is to read from the book and memorize by rote, because only copying is the standard answer, even if it is Albert, history is also the lowest score in so many subjects.
It was still the cabin, it was raining rain and thunder and lightning outside the window, but she was really not afraid at all, and she was lying comfortably.
A hint of worry flashed in Albert's eyes, and then relief.
Extinguishing the candle, he gently closed his eyes.