Teaching to young people is actually a very pleasant thing.

You don't have to teach them much, you can direct them like mules, in the laboratory or in the factory, and do all the work that you should have done yourself.

When you're in a good mood, just slip a little money through your fingers and give them a little bit of money, and they will be grateful to you.

If there is progress in their research, there is no doubt that it is all due to the wise guidance of their teachers. If there is a mistake in their work, it is because they are stupid and do not understand the essence of the teacher, and all the mistakes have nothing to do with you as a teacher.

Since accepting Guo Nu as a junior brother, Zhang Qian has become such a teacher! And after the little fat man Ren Cong cried and shouted to become the next two junior disciples, his life became easier and easier.

The work of distilling spirits has been entrusted to the two juniors. As a senior brother who preaches on behalf of the teacher, Zhang Qian only needs to take a look occasionally and use his mouth to identify whether the alcohol has reached a sufficient concentration.

The standard process of refining flavors has not been complete, so Zhang Qian still needs to spend more thought. However, the more tedious and physically demanding preparatory work can also be handed over to the two juniors and disciples.

"Qin Mo" pays attention to the unity of knowledge and action, so the heavy practical work can speed up the comprehension of the two new junior disciples to the master's mastery. Of course, no matter how tiring the work is, "Introduction to Philosophy" still requires me to memorize it as soon as possible.

That is a compulsory course for every disciple of "Qin Mo" to get started, and no one can be sloppy. If you don't even have the intelligence and tenacity to memorize 2,500 words of scripture, how can you deserve to be taken by the senior brother to practice together?

In short, in addition to not being able to sign students' papers, in just a few days, Zhang Qian did all the work of the "professor boss" in later generations. And his two "junior brothers", instead of going to the forum to complain about the exploitation of the teacher like the graduate students of later generations, squatted in the flower water workshop, busy and happy.

And these two juniors and disciples are also very hands-on and have outstanding qualifications. Let Zhang Qian, the "boss", be surprised every day, and his heart is extremely happy!

The days of happiness always pass quickly.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it came to the ninth day of the ninth month.

On this day, seeing that the time was close to noon, Zhang Qian ordered someone to load the "scientific research results" of the last two days, full of four large barrels of high-height wine, into a carriage. Then he walked on foot, let Ren Quan drive the carriage, and went to Zhang Ruoxu's house to enjoy the chrysanthemums.

The courtyards of the two sides are actually not far away, out of the land belonging to Zhang Qian, and then through two rows of isolated trees, they will arrive at Zhang Ruoxu's land. Then walk seven or eight hundred meters along a dirt road that can accommodate two carriages in parallel, and the gate of the latter's mansion is close at hand.

As the host of the chrysanthemum banquet, Zhang Ruoxu had already waited at the gate of his house with the scholar and the servants. Seeing Zhang Qian's arrival, and smelling the strong aroma of wine through the wooden barrel, he immediately smiled, "Xiaoyou came in time, the old man was just now, fortunately, he hesitated, whether to ride a horse to your house and ask for two jars of wine to help the guests Shixing." But I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, you had already delivered the wine to the old man's door! Thank you, thank you, hurry up and please, Ji Weng just talked about you with a few old friends! ”

As he spoke, he arranged for his servants to drive the carriage to the back door. Then he stepped forward and took Zhang Qian's hand, personally sent the latter to the second gate in the courtyard, and then stopped again, looked at a handsome young man who happened to come out of the door, and introduced with a smile: "Ji Ling, this is the Yongzhao I mentioned to you last night, Qin Mo's true descendant, the good wine you praised last night was made by him with the secret skills of the master." ”

Immediately, he quickly turned his gaze to Zhang Qian, and introduced with a smile: "Yong Zhao, this is the son of the old man's friend, surnamed Wang, named Zhilian, and the name Ji Ling, who has been specially invited by the old man these days to help greet guests." The two of you are about the same age, and you are both young heroes, so you should be more close in the future. ”

"Jiling, the king of Jiangjun, I have seen Brother Yongzhao!" The young man was extremely free and easy, and immediately smiled and bowed his hand to Zhang Qian.

"Long, long admiration......" Rao is already has a certain immunity, and Zhang Qian is still shocked by Wang Zhilian's three words, and his heart is lost in an instant. He gritted his teeth several times before returning the salute with a smile, "I have long admired Brother Ji Ling's name, and when I see him today, Zhang is fortunate to have a third life!" ”

As peers, they still know each other in their lives, and it is too inappropriate to say such a humble greeting for the first time. Fortunately, Wang Zhilian is open-minded by nature, and once learned from Zhang Ruoxu's mouth that Zhang Qian was new to the mountains and did not know the world. Therefore, he just frowned slightly, and then smiled again: "It's really funny to talk to Brother Zhao, Wang is just a martial artist who travels with a sword, where did he get any reputation?" It's with Brother Zhao, Wang has been in Chang'an City since he entered Chang'an City, and he has heard people talk about your name almost every day. ”

'Wufu ......' Zhang Qian was flustered again, and almost lost his mind again.

In his memory, Wang Zhilian, Zi Jiling, whose ancestral home is Jinmen, moved to Jiangjun with his elders. Almost every one of the above corresponds to Wang Zhilian in front of him.

It's just that Wang Zhilian in his memory is a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty. A song "Climbing the Stork's Tower" has been sung through the ages. The two "Liangzhou Ci" shine in ancient and modern times. And now, Wang Zhilian, who appeared in front of him, kept claiming to be a martial artist, so how could his brain still run stably?

"Nonsense, it's not good to learn, at a young age, learn from that lifeless ranger!" When he was in a trance, Zhang Ruoxu's reprimand voice came from his left ear, and in an instant, it was like an empowerment, "Your Wang family is a scholarly family, how can you be so willful?!" Take a good rest for a few days, and then honestly go to the four schools. Otherwise, beware of your father sending someone to drag you back and skin you! (Note: Four schools, the Tang Dynasty's schools, specialize in accepting the children of officials from the fifth to the seventh grade.) ）

"I know, Wang Zhihuan is still young at this moment, and his life path has not yet been determined!" Zhang Qian's eyes lit up, and he almost "crashed" his brain, and finally recovered all his functions.

Looking at it intently, I saw that the king was born with phoenix eyes and silkworm eyebrows, his face was like Fu powder, with long arms, bear shoulders and wolf waist, and he was up and down his body, heroic, where is there any poet look? Go and play the young swordsman in the 21st century online drama, but you don't have to do any makeup at all! (Note: Wang Zhilian, according to historical records, did work as a ranger when he was a teenager.) Nineteen years old at the moment. ）

Like many sunshine teenagers in the 21st century, when he heard that he was going to study in the four schools soon, Wang Zhilian's face suddenly darkened. He arched his hand to Zhang Ruoxu, and responded weakly: "Uncle Shi's lesson is that after today, my nephew will immediately start to review his homework. Surely not to teach the father and you to disappoint! ”

"That's right, young and enthusiastic, read more books, so that you can calm down and recuperate." Zhang Ruoxu didn't care how he was prodigal when he was young, but he had very high requirements for his juniors. "If you want to wipe out the injustice in the world, you can wait until you become the prime minister. At that time, with a stroke of the pen, dozens of corrupt officials and corrupt officials will be ruined, and it will not be much easier than using a sword? ”

After saying that, he quickly turned his head to Zhang Qian, and explained with a smile: "Bai Yunzi Lao Dao has made an appointment with me, and it will be noon." The old man has always been punctual, and his age is close to the ancient rarity, so I still have to go to the door to greet him. Yongzhao is my own person, and I won't send you in anymore! ”

"Seniors, just take care of yourself!" was once taught by Zhang Ruoxu to the point of being big, Zhang Qian was afraid that Zhang Ruoxu would use the same words at this moment to urge himself to improve, and hurriedly surrendered his hand to the other party.

Zhang Ruoxu was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, he didn't notice the look of happiness on his face, thought about it, and continued to add: "The drinks and seats are all in the garden, and those who come are all old man's distinguished guests, regardless of their official positions and qualifications. You can just go and sit casually, and after a while, the old man will greet Baiyunzi and come to greet you. ”

After that, he told Wang Zhilian a few more words, asking him to make sure that Zhang Qian was arranged properly. Then he arched his hand at the two young men, turned around, and walked briskly towards the door.

Wang Zhihuan was suddenly relieved, and smiled and made a gesture to Zhang Qian, please come with me.

And Zhang Qian has always been disciplined by Zhang Ruoxu as an elder recently, and he also has palpitations. Secretly relieved, smiling and moving.

In the next moment, the two young men looked at each other and smiled. In each other's eyes, they saw a bit of sympathy.