Early in the morning, Zhu Ge was surrounded by a group of children and came to the classroom arranged by martial arts, with all kinds of tables, chairs and benches, but there was no pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Zhu Ge stood on the podium, watching the children sit neatly, and a large group of thieves at the door watched, a little overwhelmed, this is his first lesson, no lesson plan, no books, how to teach?

"Negotiating, is your name the same as Zhuge Liang's Zhuge Liang?" At the door, a thief leaned against the door frame and asked.

"Oh, this ......" Zhu Ge suddenly had an inspiration, or he would teach him to write his name first, "Mr. Zhuge Zhuge is a compound surname, his surname Zhuge is Liang, the word Kong Ming, and the next surname is Zhu Mingge, which is different." ”

"Students, let's learn to write names today, Tie Dan has gone to school, Tie Dan will write his name first."

Tie Dan stood up and asked, "Mr. Zhu Ge, I don't have a pen or paper." ”

"Aren't there such things as pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in the cottage?"

Everyone looked at each other, so a few older elders and thieves at the door looked at each other, and after a minute, they roared very tacitly: "If it's okay, go down the mountain to find pen, ink, paper, and inkstone." ”

Without waiting for Zhu Ge to stop him, Hula's large group of people all rushed down the mountain.

Mayor Mare, I'm sorry for you.

Zhu Ge told the children the story of Kong Rong making pears in the teacher, and also told the story of Sima Guang smashing the cylinder, Tie Dan touched the little bald head and asked very puzzled: "Sir, is Kong Rong really willing to let the big pear to his younger brother to eat?" How can Sima Guang be so small that he can afford to lift a big stone that can smash the cylinder? ”

"Sir, the big boss said that there are good things to remember and keep for yourself."

"Sir, the big boss said that when you see danger, you should run away."

"Sir, the big boss said ......"

Zhu Ge lifted his glasses, clenched his fists and coughed.

"Classmates, Kong Rong asked the pears to be eaten by his younger brother because he knew that no matter how big or small the pears were, as long as they could eat them, wouldn't it be good? As for the danger, when you are in danger, if your partners run away and ignore you, and you may lose your life if you are alone in danger, then will you blame your partner, so when others are in danger, we must try our best to save them, so that when we are in danger, others will also save us. ”

"Oh......" Everyone said in unison, Zhu Ge nodded, well, the son can be taught.

It seems that if you want to change the minds of these little thieves, you still need to put some effort.

There was a lot of noise outside, the sound of horses' hooves and the sound of people were mixed, and Wu Gong came directly with a group of people.

"Come, show the negotiators, what have you robbed."

A lot of stuff was piled up in front of him.

There are pen, ink, paper, inkstones, all kinds of books, and even picture scrolls, anyway, almost everything related to words can be seen.

"This ...... It is not right to rob someone else's property. ”

In exchange for laughter.

"Lao Tzu has robbed for more than 20 years, and no one dares to say this to me, you don't care if I rob or rob, as long as you teach these little guys to be human beings, they will all steal arms for Lao Tzu when the time comes."

Zhu Ge suddenly understood, no wonder, he was so willing to teach his children lessons, did he think that he could steal arms if he had knowledge?

"Otherwise, except for the guards, all the cottages will come to listen to the class."

Wu Gong sat in the first row, holding a seven or eight-year-old child, a few old and prestigious-looking bandits stood in front, and the remaining minions had dozens of people, crowded in the room in a mess, so the teachers, who were originally only seven or eight students, were instantly crowded, and a large room of people, old and young, looked at Zhu Ge expectantly.

"Now, let's learn...... he took out a copy of "Hundred Family Names" from the big pile on the ground, "Let's learn "Hundred Family Names" first, and the classmates follow me to read, Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou Wu, Zheng Wang. ”

"Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou Wu, Zheng Wang......"

The voice was loud as if he was on the battlefield, Zhu Ge plucked out his ears, and looked at a room of thieves who were counting on learning "Hundred Family Names" to steal arms, and he wanted to laugh a little. He lifted his glasses and stole a glance at martial arts, he was looking at him seriously, waiting for the next sentence.

"Sir, my surname is Zhao!" Tie Dan shouted happily.

"My surname is Qian."

"My surname is Li."

……

"Why is there no Wu?"

Wu Gong put down the child who shouted surnamed Li, and stepped forward to snatch Zhu Ge's book.

"Please return to your seat and sit down, don't disturb the order of the school." Zhu Ge tried his best not to smile.

"I ask you why you don't have Wu?" It's still screaming.

"Wu is behind."

"This? Or is it this? He pointed to the words in the book and asked, "What kind of stuff is this, yes to the ghost." ”

Zhu Ge saw that this big boss didn't know a word.

"Everyone, if you know how to write and can write, please raise your hand."

Zhu Ge lifted his glasses and waited for someone to raise his hand.

As a result, in the end, only Tie Dan raised his hand: "Sir, I can write my own name, and I can also memorize the three-character scripture, count?" ”

"Count, count."

It seems that we still have to start with the basics.

"That's it," Zhu Ge picked up a pen and paper from the ground, "each of you tells me your name, and I'll write it down for you, and each of you will go back and practice writing." From the beginnings of the big bosses. ”

Wu Gong raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, standing beside Zhu Ge.

Zhu Ge grabbed Wugong's hand, stuffed the brush into his hand, and used his martial arts arm hard: "The big master is called Wugong, the martial arts of martial arts, and the meritorious merit." ”

As he spoke, he wrote it out, neatly and neatly, and the word martial arts was both rigid and soft, just right.

Wu Gong felt Zhu Ge's snort spraying on the side of his face, and his palms sweated finely, and he was inexplicably irritable.

"What the hell is drawing talismans, you can't grab arms by learning this." Grab the paper, crumple it into a ball, stuff it in your arms, and walk out. "You have all learned it for Lao Tzu, who can't learn it, thirty boards."

So until dinner time, Zhu Ge knew the names of everyone in the cottage.

Tie Dan has been pestering Zhu Ge to teach him the "Analects", he said that the teacher of the private school said that if you learn the "Analects", you will learn the way of life. So after dinner, Zhu Ge took the iron egg back to the house to teach alone.

"The Analects records the words and deeds of Confucius and his students, and today I will learn the simplest one, Zi said: If you have friends from afar, you will not be able to say it."

Tie Dan read along decently, and waited for Zhu Ge to explain after reading.

"That is......"

The door was suddenly kicked open, and Wu Gong strode in, throwing the paper ball in his hand at Zhu Ge's face.

Tie Dan ran out, Zhu Ge helped his glasses and packed up his books.

"What do you have to do?"

"I can't write what the hell it is. What's the use of writing about this. ”

Zhu Ge put down the teacup that was halfway up, took the paper ball and opened it, and all the crooked copies on it were unshaped.

"If you are in charge, you can't be in a hurry when writing, you must first learn the posture of holding a pen."

Zhu Ge brought pen and paper, dipped it in ink, and wrote neatly. Wu Gong sat on the corner of the table, his arms folded, pretending not to care, but his eyes were aimed at Zhu Ge's hand.

"The pen has to be held like this, it is weak, and it is too hard, and the words cannot be written well.

Wu Gong grabbed the pen, followed the way Zhu Ge just wrote, and wrote seriously. Outcome......

"This is evil, why don't you listen to me?"

Zhu Ge couldn't help but smile and took out his pen from the pocket of his tunic jacket.

"Try this."

Wu Gong took the pen, looked at it curiously, opened the cap and drew on the paper.

"Hey, this pen has to be used like this."

Zhu Ge grabbed Wugong's hand and pointed the tip of the pen to the paper.

"Go away."

In the next second, Zhu Ge had already been pushed to the ground.

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