The first lesson, review the old and learn the new.

Kong Yingda held the "Analects" in his hand, faced the crowd, led everyone to guide the reading, and revisited the works of the sage.

Shaking the head and frustrating yin and yang is also the most traditional "teaching method".

The book in the hands of the students is understood in the hearts of the saints.

If it weren't for Li Fangchen's intervention, Mengxue would not have appeared in the Tang Dynasty, and ordinary people would not even be able to afford books.

Li Fangchen stood outside the school, listening to the voice of Lang Lang in the hall, and couldn't help but feel nervous. The morning was fine, but the afternoon was his farm class.

When the time comes, including Li Tai and Wei Shuyu, they will all listen together.

Kong Yingda, an old guy, had to let Li Fangchen give an "open class", and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Is it because he is worried that he will mislead people's children?

Not to mention, Li Fangchen himself is also so worried.

I was going to temporarily cram and learn the method taught by Kong Yingda first, but this is completely inconsistent with what he wants to teach!

You can't let a bunch of stupid boys memorize agricultural books, right?

Although he wrote six volumes, most of them still have to be mastered by practice, and if he really dies reading, it will become an irresponsible teaching.

Be a teacher, preach, teach, and solve doubts!

He didn't stay long, left the school, and instructed Sixteen to send someone to transport the sweet potato seedlings from the small fishing village.

At noon, the Confucian class ended, and the students rushed to the cafeteria to fill their stomachs.

Li Fangchen had already asked people to prepare fifty carriages.

Lunch break for an hour, yawning one by one, gathered outside the school.

Li Fangchen changed into a coarse cloth dress and looked at everyone: "Get in the car, we won't teach in the school today." ”

Kong Yingda and these "old gentlemen" also left the school together, and everyone took a car to a vacant lot in the city.

There are 500 acres, uncultivated, and all meadows.

Li Fangchen had a faint smile on his face, "Today's class, weeding!" ”

Each person had a sickle, and Li Fangchen taught them how to weed, and in the next hour, what they had to do was weed.

"Your Highness, is the farmer's class so special?"

Li Gang couldn't stand it anymore, and he listened to King Qin's lectures, or he and Kong Yingda came up with the idea, the purpose was also to see what His Royal Highness King Qin taught.

Li Fangchen was stunned and said, "What does Mr. mean by this?" ”

Li Gang said: "If you don't teach literature, how can you teach?" Could it be that His Royal Highness plans to let these students farm the land? ”

Li Fangchen smiled and asked, "Why not?" ”

Li Gang was solemn, "This is a big mistake!" His Royal Highness intends to establish the Tang Academy, which should be blessed to future generations, how can he do it wantonly? Students should study books and know etiquette, but now like this, isn't it a laborer? ”

Li Fangchen looked at the others and found that they did not object, and they seemed to have the same thoughts.

was immediately laughed at angrily, "Dead reading, reading dead books, dead books!" ”

After three pauses in a row, Li Gang's face was ugly, but he quickly understood what Li Fangchen wanted to say.

"Mr. Li Gang, this king teaches agriculture?"

"Yes!"

"In this case, what is wrong with this king letting them know the etiquette of farming, the knowledge of agriculture and the heart, and the knowledge of hardship while looking at agriculture?"

Li Gang bowed and clenched his fists, "Old Meng Lang, please calm your anger." ”

Eighty students, divided into eight groups, cleaned up five acres of land.

The weather in Lingnan is not as cold as in the north, and snow is rare.

The weeds on the ground have long since withered and yellowed, and they can be pulled up by the roots.

Looking at the busy expressions, Li Fangchen's face was indifferent, and he looked at the sixteenth behind him from time to time to determine the time.

Work for an hour, teach for an hour, and return to the university for the rest of the time.

Seeing Sixteen nodding to himself, Li Fangchen knew that the time had come.

Waving his hand to summon the students back, looking at the sweaty appearances one by one, Li Fangchen asked with a smile, "Are you tired?" ”

The students hurriedly said, "Mr. Yu, don't be tired!" ”

"Grab the book, then find a place to sit down, and I'll give a lecture!"

It is no wonder that before leaving the school, His Highness asked them to take the books in the carriage, and this is the reason.

There is no desk here, it is completely the rhythm of moving a stone and sitting casually.

The first time Qin Huaidao and Chai Lingwu heard Li Fangchen's arrangement, they went to find a stone of suitable size in the distance, and then moved it to Li Fangchen.

"Please, sir!"

"Not bad!" Li Fangchen nodded slightly and praised the two.

Followed by countless pairs of jealous eyes, the rest of the students all have remorse, why didn't they think of it?

Wang Xuance pulled Xue Rengui and helped Kong Yingda prepare their "seats".

In this way, it can be seen that smart people always know what they should do.

Li Tai also patted Wang Xuance on the shoulder when he sat down, "Boy, you have a promising future!" ”

The picture is a bit discordant, Li Tai and Wang Xuance are about the same age, and they are called a boy by a peer, Wang Xuance is not angry.

His Royal Highness King Wei, one of the three most honorable princes in the world.

"Don't talk too much and disrupt classroom discipline!"

Li Fangchen reprimanded, Li Tai blinked, no longer laughing, there was a lot of curiosity in his eyes, and he also wanted to know how the second brother taught.

The books of agriculture were all written by Li Fangchen himself, and the first time the students opened the book, they saw his name as a "writer".

I was surprised that this was written by His Royal Highness, and the reason why they came to Lingnan was to run for the name of His Royal Highness King Qin.

Their faces were full of excitement, and even some of them danced with excitement.

"Turn the book to the third page, don't talk to each other, don't look around!"

The students are obedient, and on the third page of the book, there is an ink painting of an old farmer wielding a hoe.

"Tell me what you saw!"

For a while, everyone didn't keep up with Li Fangchen's rhythm.

Li Gang even asked for a few books of agriculture with Sixteen, and watched them with Kong Yingda and others.

Li Tai, who knew Li Fangchen best, got up and hesitated: "An old farmer? ”

Li Fangchen glanced at the other party, and he didn't know what kind of excitement he was mixed in.

But this is fine, at least it also gives students an introduction to take the lead.

"Yes, what else?"

Qin Huaidao got up, "Old farmer farming!" ”

"What else?"

Chai Lingwu, "The old farmer ploughs the land with a hoe!" ”

"And?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

Kong Yingda got up with a smile and said: "Agriculture is the foundation of the country, and agriculture is used to warn the world that agriculture is important to the country!" ”

Look at people, they are worthy of being Confucians!

Li Fangchen bowed his head, "What Mr. Kong said is good, but there is still someone to say?" ”

The students didn't know how to speak, but the gentlemen spoke enthusiastically.

They seemed to regard this kind of classroom interaction as King Qin's examination school, and they answered very seriously.

Li Fangchen originally had a serious face, but he was speechless when he heard the end.

In fact, there is no standard answer to what this picture is trying to express.

He just wanted to take this opportunity to guide the students to speak freely and ease the tension between the two sides.

But because of the participation of Li Gang, Kong Yingda and others, the rhythm was chaotic.

"Ahem, tell me!"

Li Fangchen put his hands behind his back and talked to everyone, "The person in the picture can recognize his identity at a glance." Since ancient times, agriculture has been the foundation of the country, and whenever there is a catastrophe, it will hurt the country. It can be said that the quality of agricultural work affects whether a country is strong or not, and even controls the population of a country! ”

First of all, I made a summary of the diagram, so as not to leave the hole and not fill it, and was despised.

Next, that's the point!