Chapter 130 Sharpening knives and chopping wood

When he woke up, the sky was already bright, and Li Zicheng reached out and patted Chen Qiudie's buttocks, "Get up, little lazy worm, the school has started today." ”

Chen Qiudie opened her eyes in a daze, and saw that her dirty clothes and pants were well worn on her body, so she pulled Li Zicheng's big hand over and put it on her cotton peach, she had heard her mother say that if Li Zicheng's big hand was often touched on the cotton peach, the cotton peach might grow faster.

At this time, Song Yulian had also opened her sleepy eyes, and was originally going to wait for Li Zicheng to get dressed and get up, but when she saw that the two were tired of being together, her face was red, so she pretended to be asleep on the side, until Li Zicheng's big hand was removed from Die'er's arms, and then she served Li Zicheng and got dressed.

Li Zicheng took He Xiaomi and a group of personal soldiers to the training ground for a few laps, and then returned to the back office, Song Yulian had already made breakfast and made hot tea waiting for Li Zicheng.

Chen Qiudie sat obediently at the dining table, she was wearing a short jacket with a water-red cardigan, her chest was neatly soothed, slightly raised, her head was combed with a peach heart bun, and there was a small red flower cut from silk cloth on the left and right sides and ear temples, and her face seemed to be coated with a layer of light pollen, and a little pink was faintly revealed in her white skin, obviously carefully dressed.

Seeing that Li Zicheng's gaze stopped on his face for a long time, Chen Qiudie's face turned red, lowered his head and said, "My lord, my mother said that I was going to the study hall today, so I ...... So let the servant ......"

Li Zicheng stroked her little face, "Very good, Die'er's light makeup brings out the cuteness to the fullest, adults like it!" ”

"Really, sir?" Chen Qiudie raised her head shyly, her face became even more delicate, "That adult...... Tonight...... Tonight...... Will...... Got it...... Butterfly ......"

Li Zicheng was speechless for a while, and said for a long time: "Where do you want to go, you are still young, I will talk about these later," deliberately put on a straight face and said in a deep voice: "If Die'er can't put her mind on literacy, she will be compared to others, and at that time, Die'er's brilliance today will fade a lot......"

"Not really!" Chen Qiudie raised her little face, "The servant will definitely work hard to be literate, and she will never lose to others!" After a pause, he put his head in front of Li Zicheng, and said with a smile on his face: "If the maid is a little unwilling, will the adult come back at night to teach the maidservant again?" ”

Li Zicheng knocked on the door of her head, "So you use this method to compare with others?" ”

Just as Song Yulian brought the food, Li Zicheng grabbed a big bun, took a bite, and said to Chen Qiudie: "Eat quickly, classes will start in a while!" ”

Finally came to the classroom, Li Zicheng was also nervous in his heart, the key is that he has never been a teacher, the only experience is to be a student in the classroom in the future, watching the teacher's eyebrows dancing on the podium, he scolded in his heart, Ma Qiao, he knew that he should study hard back then.

There are a total of thirteen students, in addition to the ten brought by Sun Mengjie, there are also three supernumerary students, quartermaster Sun Lin, Chen Qiudie, and Mu Sirong, the fourth lady of the Mu family.

Except for Sun Lin, the twelve women were all red and willow green, but Li Zicheng had no intention of appreciating this beautiful scenery in the world, but stood on the podium, his eyes swept over the faces of the students, and pressed down their curious and somewhat novel gazes, before he said slowly: "Students, today, we are learning a new kind of literacy ......."

The students naturally only have the share of listening to the lectures, not to mention how profound Li Zicheng's knowledge is, but from the prestige of thousands of households, it is enough to crush any doubts in their hearts without a trace.

Sun Mengjie sat in the first row, wearing a brand-new cotton embroidered red jacket, reflecting her face a little crimson, but her two big eyes were tightly fixed on Li Zicheng's face, as if she had activated all her senses, and engraved Li Zicheng's words, even all his expressions and movements, in his mind.

Li Zicheng spent a short opening remarks, and his heart gradually settled down, these are little girls who don't know a single big word, and they are a thousand households in Xining, so they are very slow and nervous?

He wrote the first letter on the blackboard: a.

The blackboard is an ordinary wooden board, because it is necessary to write, the tung oil is not on, and the original pale yellow color is maintained, the chalk is actually very simple, just add some clay to the lime, and almost no process is needed, but Li Zicheng did not have time to develop it, but just asked the tailor in the city for some scratch powder.

The pronunciation of the word A is a little special, at least it is obviously different from Daming's habits, however, Li Zicheng carefully observed it, except for Sun Lin's brothers and sisters and Mu Sirong who were a little surprised, the students did not hesitate at all when they read along.

However, the pronunciation of this letter is not difficult to grasp, and there is a ready-made Chinese character in Chinese: ah, it can be said that this is a word that everyone has used, although they may not know it.

Looking at Lang Lang Shuyin, Li Zicheng was happy in his heart, although the scale of the school is not large, but after all, it is the beginning, as long as it persists, it will definitely take root in Xining and even Daming.

He even thought that if he gave up his military power, it would be good to promote the application of Chinese in the Ming Dynasty, at least he would have a bite to eat, and he would even join Shilin and become a master or a saint respected by all the people.

However, he immediately denied his idea, the culture of the Han nation has a long history, but it is precisely because the ancient culture has been precipitated too thickly, it will gradually tend to be conservative, with these legacies of the ancestors, the descendants no longer need to have any innovation, the whole nation is bound by a set of strict etiquette, is already untimely conservative.

It's easier said than done!

Unless you have the absolute right to speak, but if you can have the absolute right to speak?

Li Zicheng suddenly found that he was distracted, fortunately the students were trying to read, and did not notice the change in Li Zicheng's face, he waved the whip, let the students stop temporarily, and told some characteristics of Yin Ping, Yang Ping, Shangsheng, and Desheng, after the demonstration, let the students continue to read.

The next writing is the key, although the students placed the four treasures of the study in front of them, but except for Sun Lin's brothers and sisters and Mu Sirong, the rest of the students have never been exposed to these, that is, the three people who are initially literate, and they have never been exposed to the pinyin alphabet, and the brush writing is not Li Zicheng's strength.

After thinking for a while, Li Zicheng still wrote down the examples on the blackboard, and then asked the students to practice in class.

Walking off the podium, Li Zicheng inspected the group of students, leaned down from time to time to point out, and when he came to Sun Lin's side, he taught him to draw circles.

When she stopped beside Chen Qiudie, she said in a somewhat crooked voice: "My lord, the circle of the maid is really ...... Can an adult teach a servant? ”

"Sir, here, you're a student!" Li Zicheng corrected, while teaching her to draw the left half circle of the A word, and dragging a tail out of the right side.

Li Zicheng turned to Sun Mengjie's side, and she immediately blushed, "Sir, the student's circle is really not ...... Student ......"

"It doesn't matter, who can make perfect, just practice more!" Li Zicheng leaned down, grabbed her little hand, and wrote two A words on the white paper crookedly, but felt that her breathing suddenly became short, this is ...... Li Zicheng was silent, but he left and inspected the other side.

"Okay, because you have just come into contact with the alphabet, your hands are raw, and after you go back, you will be able to write mellow words with practice," Li Zicheng gathered the students' minds and began to teach O and E.

The three letters were taught for an hour and a half, and the students could read aloud in unison, but in terms of writing, there was obviously a big difference.

The first class, finally over, Li Zicheng let the students rest for a while, this hour and a half of learning, the intensity is very large, you have to let their brains rest for a while, although he wants to instill all the knowledge in the stomach for a while, but this is impossible, the meal has to be eaten one bite at a time, the knowledge needs to be accumulated and precipitated step by step, if you teach too much, it will be indigestion.

The students were relieved, the study just now made them forget everything for a while, and then they relaxed, only to know how involved they were, and two of them still rubbed their temples with their little hands.

Li Zicheng said secretly: Could it be that the content of this first lesson is too large? He had just observed the students' reactions, and it wasn't as exaggerated as it is now, right?

There are no ready-made teaching materials, he really doesn't know how much content to be taught in each class, he can only decide whether to increase the content according to the students' reactions in class, maybe in the first class, the students' energy is too concentrated, plus the novelty, the state may be better, think about it, as if he studied before, the teacher only taught a letter in a class, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The students left the classroom laughing and went to the empty outdoor area between the two houses, which would be their only place to live.

Li Zicheng patted the powder on his hand, and was about to go to the thatched house to relieve himself, but Sun Mengjie came over quietly, ashamed before speaking, and his face was already slightly red, "My lord...... No, sir, student...... Student...... May I ask a question? ”

"Questions?" Li Zicheng smiled slightly, his eyes were extremely soft, "Jie'er, learning and learning, learning is expensive in questioning, let's say, what is your problem?" ”

"What Mr. taught to the students last time was Chinese characters, and the students remember them clearly," Sun Mengjie bravely raised her gaze, bumped into the gaze of the other side, felt a trace of kindness and encouragement, and did not evade, "But the letters that Mr. taught today...... I didn't expect ......"

"Oh, that's what you're talking about?" Li Zicheng smiled slightly, and said: "Last time Mr. taught, because there was not a lot of time, I could only follow other people's methods, casually teach a little, and I can know a few of them, but today is different, Mr. starts teaching from the basics, that is, so that you can learn quickly in the future, and you can learn by yourself without even the guidance of Mr., just like a blunt knife, Mr. originally took it directly to the mountain to fetch firewood, but today, first sharpened the knife faster, and then went up the mountain to fetch firewood, does Jie'er understand what Mr. means?" ”

Sun Mengjie nodded vigorously, "Student...... Students have some understanding! ”

"Now is the foundation, about a month later, you will be exposed to Chinese characters, that is the beginning of literacy," Li Zicheng said slowly: "The foundation now is also very important, can Jie'er assist Mr. to collect their homework, and Mr. see if they are lazy?" ”

"Hmm!"

"In addition, the teaching content of each class of Mr. Jie'er must be recorded and sent to Mr. to keep it, and in the future, these will be used as the daily learning content of new students."

"Sir, student...... Can the student's handwriting ...... It's ......."

"It doesn't matter, what students will learn in the future is not your record today, but the content you record and print it, just like the kind of books that are common on the market!"

"Student's ...... Printed into a book? Sun Mengjie was surprised, her eyes were round, her mouth was open like a hippopotamus, and she didn't have a ladylike demeanor at all, "Sir...... Do students keep these records for the class to give to the teacher? ”

Li Zicheng thought for a while, "No, if Mr. has time, if he has time, he will see if there is anything that can be improved." ”