In a large idle house in the courtyard of Zhao's house.

Zhao Yue was lying on a small bed that was specially made. Next to the pillow was a stack of paper and a small drinking glass.

Mother Zhang Yihui sat behind a table at the head of the bed, and from time to time copied what her son wrote on the paper with his fingers dipped in water, looking serious and focused, and writing carefully, for fear of copying a little wrong. Each piece of paper is written with a number on the corner to prevent it from being out of order, and it is well stored.

Yes, she is now equivalent to the secretary of her youngest son, who is responsible for recording everything that his son thinks. Even though those things with the names of formulas looked like ghost talismans, and she couldn't understand them at all, she still did it with relish and was extremely engaged.

The son said that many of these things will not be used in this life, but future generations will use them sooner or later. This is a major event that changes the world, the guarantee of human flight and happiness, must be recorded, and when there is more gold at home, it must be engraved on the gold plate for long-term preservation.

When he spoke, his expression was always very sad, and he often burst into tears, which made the mother sad, but he didn't know how to comfort his son, and then, Zhao Yue's eyes would show extreme anger, fierceness, and coldness.

Zhang Yihui didn't understand why his son was like this, and he didn't understand that he and his son would either become gods or die out completely after death, and what did the happiness of the human world in the future have to do with mother and son, but he still tried to do it. She believes that this is a great merit and the most effective way to regain enlightenment.

How could the son of a demigod do useless work?

Zhao Yue asked his mother to do this because he was afraid that no matter how long it was, he would forget it. He tried to train himself, but his small hands still couldn't hold a pen and write, even if he asked a craftsman to make a pencil and a fountain pen with a bamboo tube. Therefore, I can only rely on my intelligent mother to start recalling and recording the most difficult and complex scientific and technological knowledge.

Of course, the process of deriving formulas, the process flow of various scientific and technological means, and the query table of scientific and technological constants compiled by later generations such as calculus cannot be written.

The former is too complicated, and it is too difficult for my mother, who does not even know English letters, to write it according to his words, and it is too laborious and inefficient to explain, so I can only wait for myself to grow up and do it myself.

Even if you write it yourself, you can only write the estimation method in the query table. In the future, who will be full of support to memorize reference books that can be consulted at hand. Scientists will not waste time by doing what their predecessors have done well in advance.

Next to her, her sister Zhao Mingyue was carrying her little hands behind her back, carrying a teaching whip, and was proudly reviewing the learning situation of her students.

Although she is smart, she neither loves female celebrities, nor does she like to study, but now she has become a little teacher for dozens of children.

In the past, my mother had no way to deal with her daughter, who was idle all day long.

One day, Zhao Yue looked at his worried mother and asked his sister if she wanted to be a husband to teach boys. The mother listened and shook her head with a smile. I don't want my daughter, who has always been out of tune, to be interested, and the diligent energy to study in the back makes the mother so surprised that she almost suspects that she is in a dream, and even suspects that this is still her own daughter?

Zhao Yue knew the reason in his heart.

My sister was unlucky enough to be born in a family with a serious patriarchal preference, and what she hates most in her little heart is that her family thinks that women are not as useful as men. When smart, beautiful, cute, filial piety and other advantages and efforts cannot reverse their dispensable status, they will have a serious rebellious mentality and turn into a rude and stubborn bad child. In this way, it can attract more attention and care from adults. For this reason, even if you are punished by training, you will continue to do it.

The little girl is really smart. Wonder brother a little bit, and she thought of the benefits.

When she learned some of the mathematical knowledge taught by her brother and mother, and began to teach the clever or orphaned children collected by her family to learn, she could use a ring ruler (teaching whip) to teach the boys who could not learn well with a whip like a real gentleman, and after tasting the sweetness, the learning momentum erupted like a fierce erupting volcano. His concentration and efficiency shocked everyone in the family.

They were all dumbfounded.

It's just that those kids are out of luck. It doesn't matter if you are smart or stupid, as long as you are a boy, as long as you are not convinced, you will be taught a lesson by Zhao Mingyue. The little girl hides a sense of indignation in her heart, and she doesn't have a serious hand, and she can often beat her male students' hands to bruise and make the boys cry. made Zhang Yihui frightened and couldn't look down.

However, Zhao Yue stopped his mother from reprimanding his sister, and Sister Ren continued to take the opportunity to vent her murder.

It's not that he doesn't treat outsiders' children as human beings. Learning is boring, and violence can make children have to focus and engage. Especially for smart and naughty boys, this method is the easiest and most effective. In his previous life, he was beaten less when he was a child? When the study habit is formed, it will be fine.

The most important thing is, how strong can a little girl be? It can't be broken. My hand is swollen, and I get better soon after taking some medicine, but the pain will be remembered and become the motivation for learning.

In addition, in this era when knowledge is monopolized by the privileged class, your orphan or parents are two or five and don't know ten, and the son of a poor grass man who can't read a basket of big characters can have the opportunity to read and change his fate, and the Zhao family still cares about eating and dressing well, worry-free food and clothing, having fun and having fun, everything is free, that is already the smoke of the ancestral tomb of the ancestors, and dare to care about others.

You haven't seen the farmers on the village, which one doesn't want to send their wild babies to study even if they don't break their heads.

And after Zhao Mingyue finally got attention, found self-confidence, and vented all the evil fire, her mother slowly stopped wantonly punishing students with a little bit, and began to work hard to transform into a patient and excellent teacher.

Zhao Dayou likes to sit in this room when he is fine. Watching his daughter write on the blackboard, teaching one by one, and looking at the children who were attentive, he opened his mouth with joy.

This is Zhao Zhuang's hope. As the youngest son said, scientists, technologists, this family and that family, will emerge from these dolls. If the baby teaches the baby, there will be more talents

"Report."

A hurried voice interrupted Zhao Dayou's thoughts.

"The owner, Mr. Wu (the staff) informed that the county lieutenant Cui Dade and the magistrate discussed with the county magistrate that he would personally lead a team to our village to build a new castle to find trouble. Another reconnaissance learned that a group of forbidden troops of about 500 people had been driven from Cangzhou, fully armed, only with bed crossbows and divine arm crossbows, and were rushing forward. Among them were a hundred cavalry. The leader of the troops was the commander Kang Dabiao. According to investigation, this person is the son-in-law of the Cui family. They are aggressive, and they are not good. ”

"Humph!"

Although Zhao Dayou had expected it, he still couldn't help but be angry.

Re-entered the house and asked the youngest son: "San Lang, what do you want your father to do about this?" ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Yue's mouth, and he said lightly: "Our city's city is almost finished, so they came." The Cui family's plot is not small, and they have a good calculation. ”

"Dad, the people in the land of the Great Song Dynasty are the most tolerant, the most industrious, the kindest, and the most dedicated in the world. But this virtue is always seen as weakness and can be bullied. This is true of those foreign invaders, and even those who are from grass-roots backgrounds and mixed with official positions are even more so. ”

"They have come here for personal gain in the name of justice and law in the name of justice and law. There are only two words to deal with people like them, unreasonable.

We are grass people, and we can't compare with each other in terms of reasoning, and if we can't talk about them, we will be even more unreasonable and arrogant than them. ”

Zhao Dayou and his wife remembered the methods used to deal with the oppression of the government in the past, and they both nodded.

In the past, they were forced to do so, so they naturally adopted this method of confrontation. Now that their son is reasonable, they have found the theoretical basis, and their hearts are brightened, and they are even more afraid.

There are more than 3,000 households and more than 10,000 people in Zhaozhuang, which is comparable to the scale of a Shang County according to the standards of the Great Song Dynasty. Yanshan County was able to rise from a barren and impoverished lower county to an upper county, also because of the population of Zhaozhuang. How could such a Zhuangzi be pinched as many people in the local government as they wanted?

"Dad, our family has a township soldier registered in Cangzhou Mansion, which is reasonable and legal, and we have to pull it out to practice if there is anything to do. Confronted, consumed with them, dragged on, and when their brother came back, they could only stare dryly. ”

"Hmph, Cangzhou border army? Will the Lord be a child of the Xungui Pan family? A bunch of waste. We're prepared. Forgive them and don't dare to be really tough. Don't be afraid to come hard. If the fierce and daring Western Army came here, it would be about the same. ”