Liang Chuan thought that his almost harsh demands would arouse the dissatisfaction of these villagers, and he thought that he had made unreasonable demands on them by taking advantage of the convenience of opening the school.

But he didn't know that all the villagers in He Lu would just remember his goodness, and no one would dare to say that San Lang was not a person with a short mouth. Did San Lang make any non-dividing requests, you go to other private schools and schools to ask, it's okay to be unkind, you don't spend money or send food, you just want to read and write? I haven't woken up yet. When your own doll arrives at the boundary of other people's schools, what about doing things according to other people's rules, is it not like being spoiled like your own home?

Who would dare to disrespect Mr.? When the emperor Lao Tzu met his husband, he had to bow his head and politely call Mr. Teacher. Heaven and earth are the king's own teachers, they don't respect their teachers, this kind of animal life should be beaten to death, and it is a disaster to keep it, what kind of school do you want to go to? Eating rice is a waste!

Liang Chuan's concept was ahead of his time, and he was preconceived by the mainstream student-centered ideas of later generations.

In the future generations, students are treasures, they can't be beaten or scolded, and if they are wronged, they will have to be laid off, and their careers will be over. The resulting phenomenon is that the teacher would rather be free-range than ruthless. Liang Chuan remembered that this was not the case at all in their time, the students were disobedient, and the bamboo board was beaten, and the parents also thanked the teacher for playing well, and the lesson was to prevent the students from going astray and going astray.

A hundred years of education, merits and demerits, have their own descendants to comment.

He Baozheng counted the number of people, boys over ten years old already have to help the family, and it is too late to study, their brains are the same as elm, and they are all stereotyped with hoes in their hands, and they can't hold them well with pens. There were seventeen dolls under the age of ten, and there was not a single girl.

"Isn't there a girl who reads?" Liang Chuan asked in surprise.

Everyone just bowed their heads.

Since ancient times, women who are not talented are virtuous, and if they can read and read and understand the truth, will they only attract the suspicion of their in-laws in the future. Who would expect the girl of his family to climb the high branches of other people's houses by relying on two books and a few big black characters, and those who farm will always be rationed with those who farm, it is true that the door is right, and the crow should never fantasize about flying on the branches as a phoenix!

The feudal shackles firmly bound these ignorant villagers, Liang Chuan didn't expect them to be enlightened, but he hoped that what he did could have a little effect, so that they could also realize that women were literate and literate, and they didn't seek gold list high school, and they were noble in front of people, and they were married and taught children later.

Liang Chuan felt uncomfortable in his heart, he wanted to shout out, scolding these people angrily, don't let children come to study for free, and they don't know how to take advantage of it, but is it useful, no.

"If you can't, you can't do it, I've already said it, you can't figure it out, I can't help it. Let's get ready, just let me arrange it first. ”

He Baozheng stood at the front of the crowd and said on behalf of the whole village: "Children, you all kneel down and kowtow to San Lang!" The children knelt down on the ground, none of the children's parents dared to say no, they still had tears in their eyes, kowtow to three children can go to the school to study, and they don't take a penny, this is to give them a great good deed.

Liang Chuan wanted to help the children up, what was this for, he almost knelt down for them himself. He Baozheng stopped Liang Chuan, let him accept these three bows, and said: "You can afford and should bear the three bows of San Lang, you have given the villagers a way to live!" ”

Liang Chuan's heart suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and if he wanted to report it, it would be better not to send it.

The villagers left the children to disperse, leaving the women to continue to do bamboo weaving, watching Liang Chuan educate this group of half-grown children with great interest.

Seventeen big dolls all looked at Liang Chuan with blinking eyes. They have never been to school before, and they don't know what the school is, they only know that their father and mother have confessed, and what Mr. says is what he says, and what San Lang and Mr. say must be listened to. Father and mother meaningfully told them whether they can have a little cultivation in this life, it depends on their own efforts. Children don't understand the meaning of creation, but they know that they don't have to go to the field to help their parents work in the future, and it's a good day.

"You go to the ancestral shrine, each person moves a piece of wood, the tall one takes the short one, the small one moves the big one, and then gets a sand table when you come back." Liang Chuan instructed, all the children started to move their own 'desks and chairs', the children picked a wooden pier suitable for themselves, hugged them in their arms and walked to Liang Chuan's house.

Most of them had already come to Liangchuan when they were holding a house banquet. They also lamented that the mansion of Liangchuan was gorgeous and huge, they used to think that the ancestral hall was the largest house, but they didn't expect that there was something more gorgeous than the ancestral hall.

The left wing of the ancestral hall is the residence of the woman, and the right wing is the school. The children moved the wooden piers into the wings and arranged them in order of height. Liang Chuan pressed their size, the one in front was shorter, and the back sat taller, and tried to sit together with seventeen students, about the same height. In front of each mound was a sand table, which was empty.

After arranging the seats, the children sat in the wide and bright wings, looking around from time to time, laughing at each other, this house is bigger and more comfortable than their own! Most of the children are still relatively restrained, because they were beaten by their parents and raised in the wild, and they have never been so formal, and the environment has changed suddenly, which is a little uncomfortable.

"Remember your position, you will sit like this in the future, without the approval of the gentleman, you must not privately lower your seat." This is Liang Chuan's first requirement for all students.

"Got it." "yes, I see." The students' answers were scattered and fluctuating, and some of them sat on the wooden pier in a daze, unable to say a word.

"You will answer together in the future, you can't say your own thing, I asked you if you know, you answer together and know!" Liang Chuan couldn't cry or laugh, remembering the situation when he went to kindergarten, he was also stupid, and he didn't know what he was doing every day.

"Got it!" This time, the immature children's voices echoed neatly in the yard, and the artists now changed to the patio of their own house to make bamboo weaving, listening to the neat answers, several people looked at each other and smiled, it was so cute.

"That's all for today, you go home, tomorrow morning I will ring the three gongs, after the gong sounds, there will be class, you are not allowed to be late, late... No new clothes! Liang Chuan sold a pass and said a punishment that was not a punishment. For some children from poor backgrounds, no matter how much corporal punishment and scolding him will only make them have a shadow in their hearts, what they need is stimulation and encouragement, so that they can realize that they are not worse than others. Their clothes are a little shabby, and children like to wear new clothes the most, and a little trick can get them to come to class obediently, which is not the best of both worlds.

A piece of clothing may not be worth mentioning for an adult, but for a child, it may be the whole world. When Liang Chuan was in school, because he rotated two sets of clothes every day, he changed for several years, and his classmates secretly laughed at his poor and sour behind his back, which was not pleasant.

Sure enough, the allure of the clothes is huge, "Really! The children were so excited that they jumped up from the wooden pier, and they were very happy to buy a decent dress for the New Year, an old dress for three years, three years old for sewing, and another three years for sewing, and they were looking forward to a new dress to wear.

"Remember, those who don't show up for class tomorrow after the gong rings won't have any new clothes to wear." Liang Chuan was afraid that they would not remember to eat, so he poured another bowl of ecstasy soup.

"I'll be the first to arrive tomorrow!" "Me too!" "I'm the first!" The children were so excited that they wished they didn't have to sleep at night, and that tomorrow would be soon. They all left the class with a smile.

"Learning is so utilitarian, okay?" Meng Liangchen asked Liang Chuan.

"This dress is part of our academy, and you'll understand it later."

"We don't have a name for the academy yet, aren't you going to name one, like your hometown."

Liang Chuan's head was raised lightly at a cold angle, his eyes stared at the distance outside the door, his hands behind his back, and a majestic posture of pointing at the country, "Of course, we want to take a resounding hall, our school is now penniless, but in the near future, it will definitely move the world and become a first-class institution that everyone in the world knows." ”

"Thank you." Meng Liangchen's words sometimes make people feel humorous, and sometimes they also make people feel funny, thank you?

"I've decided on our school, let's call it 'Tsinghua' in the future!" Liang Chuan stood proudly, yes, only this name.

A stroke of genius! Meng Liangchen was full of energy, and at the same time blurted out: "Hui Feng is prosperous, Baiyuntun Zeng." Jingyu songbird set, Shuimu Zhan Qinghua. Good name! Good name! After letting Meng Liangchen say two good words in a row, a subtle flush appeared on Liang Chuan's old face.

"Your poems are also very good, and you deserve to be the number one talent in our Fengshan!" Business blows to each other, and gifts are still exchanged.

Meng Liangchen smiled dryly: "This poem is not written by me, and the Jin Dynasty Xie mixed poem, I just thought of this poem from your name, could it be that the name of your school is not taken from this poem, and there is other meaning?" "The professional is different, Meng Liangchen is quoting scriptures as soon as he opens his mouth, who is Xie Ming? Liang Chuan really hadn't heard of it, but Xie Xun did. Tsinghua is just the most desirable ivory tower in his later life.

Liang Chuan put it bluntly, he is now a literary novice, and he is almost a blank when people teach the version that people don't teach. If you continue to talk about it, you will only continue to make a fool of yourself, so quickly change the topic.

"Liangchen, our school has a name and a name, why should we hang two couplets next to it!" The classrooms of primary schools are still written on them - the interests of the motherland, the slogan above all else, we are dignified Tsinghua Academy, we can't leave a large blank space.

"Please advise!" Meng Liangchen looked at Liang Chuan's face, and it was written on his face that he already had an idea in his heart.

"Then I'll say two words first, and you can take the next two sentences!" Liang Chuan coquettishly wanted to show off, cleared his throat, and said in a latent manner: "The land is thin and the pines and cypresses are planted, and the poor children are studying." The meaning of this word is obvious, spurring these poor children to study, the only way out.

Meng Liangchen paced two steps, held his cheeks and groaned, and after a moment, he said: "Zhu Zigui of the Manchu Dynasty is full of scholars!" ”

Look, this is the real talent, Liang Chuan really admires this scholar, he came as soon as he opened his mouth, and he had lofty intentions, he didn't know how many grades higher than his own, and his goal was much greater.

"Not bad, yes, I'll let Lao He play four signs when I go back, two at the door, and two in the middle of the school!"