In the early morning, the sound of reading in the waves is like a clear spring flowing water, and the sound of ding dong is pleasant in the small mountain village.

Although he still thinks that the Great Shi Clan is a cancer of this era, Wang Hou also has to admit that the Taiyuan Wang Clan has given him too much support! Since he made his fortune and became the patriarch of the "Taiyuan Wang Clan" in Xudu, the Wang clan people who came to him one after another from Bingzhou, as well as the scholars who can be regarded as the affiliated families of the Wang family, are now more than 1,000 people, although there are only one hundred and sixty or seventy talented scholars or junior officers who have read books, but these people still give him extra help.

Now Wang Hou's trilogy has risen to 1,200 people, one-third of which is composed of people from the state, and the increase in the number of students has also made Wang Hou's dream of school grading come true.

After making money from Puyang, Cao Hongjie, who had a big belly, was about in the middle of Wang's tribe village, according to the appearance of the primary school in later generations, and built a large courtyard with a playground for him, a two-story high, more than 800 square meters of teaching buildings, and now there are tens of thousands of tenants under Wang Hou's department, more than 800 children are studying here, and they are divided into 16 classes, including six classes for preschool children aged four to seven, and one class for older children aged eight to fourteen.

However, the cruelty of this era is still reflected here, a commoner girl has to marry at the age of thirteen, and Wang Hou's primary school is not a good hall, and two meals a day are managed, but fifteen-year-old students have to graduate and be crowned, and then serve Wang Hou, enter the army, shop or be recommended as an official.

The small playground of the school also set up a flag-raising platform, but now it is hanging a pair of ugly Cao character flags, Wang Hou really can't see it, and he added two ears of wheat as decoration, which is a little better, as for the room, learning from Jiang bald head Principal Jiang, Wang Hou and Cao Hongjie The oval portrait drawn by two people with charcoal is hanging above the blackboard.

After all, it is selfish, and the cultivated students have to serve themselves, so the cult of personality needs to be engaged, and every morning and before lunch, the students must swear gratitude to their portraits, and as for dinner, it is deliberately not served.

Due to the productivity of this era, even if Wang Hou can be regarded as a more generous landlord in the world, the tenants under his command are only at the level of food and clothing, and can only change two sets of clothes a year, eat meat once a week or so, and eat a barren dinner, compared with the breakfast and lunch with eggs and porridge in school, which can make them really appreciate this gift.

In addition, Wang Hou can be regarded as the progress of this era, there are more than 170 girls in the school.

Although these more than 170 girls all live in the school full-time, and the school provides three meals a day, and in a sense, it is even equivalent to their families directly "marrying" them to the school in the form of child daughters-in-law, but after all, they can be regarded as pioneers in educating women, right?

"At the beginning of man, nature is good! Yuan Benchu, the big villain! ”

In the enlightenment class, the pleasant morning reading just now came from here, a large group of five or six-year-old little guys were shaking their heads and reciting the "Three Character Classic" that Wang Hou had only crossed after wringing out his milk, and the gentleman who was standing on the podium to teach was also shaking his head, but suddenly, he couldn't help but stiffen, and wanted to wave his hand to stop the student's voice, but then his hand retracted again, and hurriedly walked out along the classroom door, holding his fist and bowing heavily.

"Wang Ling meets his uncle and grandfather!"

The corners of Wang Hou's mouth couldn't help but pull, the magic of the big family is here, how many generations can be missing, this old guy in his fifties with a gray beard in front of him has to call himself uncle and grandfather, if he goes back to Taiyuan Wang's family, and some nursing children he also has to call him uncle.

The expression was weird, but Wang Hou recovered immediately, patted the little Deng Ai, who was still a little dull beside him, and said in a low voice to his nephew and grandson.

"This son is the son of my friend, and he will be sent to your class from today, and you will help with the caretaker, but don't give too obvious care, I don't want him to be arrogant at a young age, can you understand?"

Wang Hou also came over when he was a student, he hated those guys who relied on a little money at home to drag them like 2580,000, especially hated school bullying, this Deng Ai was handed over to him, he didn't want to cultivate it like those spoiled and lawless children in the community in the future.

"Grandson understands!"

"Little Dengzi! In the future, you will follow Mr. Wang Shuzhi to study, why don't you meet Mr. soon! ”

Although Deng Ai was a little wooden, and even sometimes stuttered, he was quite sensible, and after half a second, he obediently hugged his small fist and bowed heavily.

"Little Deng Ai, meet ......, meet Mr. Shuzhi!"

"Good!"

This is a necessary etiquette in this era, and he accepted him calmly with his chest, and then Wang Ling bowed to Wang Hou with a smile.

"Uncle and grandpa, don't worry, my grandson will definitely take this little guy well!"

"Well, you do things, I don't worry!"

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Wang Hou, the Wang clan no matter how many aspects, even if it can be regarded as the leading level of this era, although it is not as famous as Lu Zhi, but the teaching scope is extraordinarily extensive, especially Wang Hou also crossed the lead movable type printing technology that only existed in the Song Dynasty, just like the teaching director of later generations in the window looking around, Xiao Deng was placed in a front seat, and then Wang Ling also took out a small schoolbag for him from the desk, holding the textbook of the "Three Character Classic", he also learned to babble and shake his head and read.

Just when Wang Hou finally smiled at the corner of his mouth, a neat running sound sounded beside him again, and in the middle of the call, a group of children from nine to thirteen years old wore vests and shorts, running around the playground in circles.

In these years, wars were frequent, and Wang Hou also had to reserve talents for himself, these teenagers were considered to be in the military class, and they volunteered to join Wang Hou's troops in the future, and every day they had to undergo half a day of military training to learn the knowledge of junior officers, and the degree of hard work was only slightly inferior to that of regular soldiers.

Zhao Yun was also running with the team, and while running, he was still talking in a hurry, and suddenly stretched out his finger to his side, and then Xu Yue, who was also more related to Wang Hou, turned his head and listened carefully

It is estimated that Zhao Yun also told his own personal disciple to take care of Deng Ai.

Not to mention, in two years, this Xu Yue has also changed a lot, he has directly jumped two heads, and his originally thin chest and arms also have some muscles, and he is already like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man, listening to Zhao Yun's instructions, he nodded heavily.

Wang Hou was not in a hurry, it was rare that Zhao Yun had time to train and train the martial arts of his only apprentice, and waited by the window for more than ten minutes, and when Zhao Yun left the morning running team satisfied, he also followed towards the door.

On the gate, a black lacquered gold-lettered signboard Wang clan Xue Ye Ye was shining, in order to have a sense of ceremony, Wang Hou also specially ordered to rotate even a subordinate soldier to stand guard here every day, but after looking back at his big signboard, Wang Hou couldn't help but sigh.

"My lord, the last general will not be in a good position! Please, the Lord punishes you! ”

"It's none of your business, it's already good that you can bring Xiao Deng Ai back!"

Speaking of this, Wang Hou's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he said gloomily.

"But I have to bother you again, after Deng Yi returned to Hebei, he was stationed in Cangting by Yuan Shao, you go and bring the news to him truthfully, this time, you may need to kill a few people!"

"The Last Will Understand !!"