Li Zicheng sorted out the message, put it in the drawer and locked it, and then hugged Xiaomei and lightly embellished her forehead.

Last night, Xiaomei worked very hard, although she was a little inexperienced, she tried her best to please Li Zicheng, so that Li Zicheng was very comfortable.

"Dadu Governor ......" Xiaomei wrapped her hands around Li Zicheng's waist and fell into the chest that he longed for very much.

Li Zicheng's heart moved, in the inner room of the study, there are ready-made beds, and the brocade quilts are all intact, if Li Zicheng is sleepy, he can rest here.

However, it was snowing and very cold, and there was no fire under the bed, and even the brocade quilt was cold and cold.

Li Zicheng thought about it, but gave up, he kissed Xiaomei's left and right cheeks, and looked at the blush, which was very interesting, "Xiaomei, let's go back!" ”

"Hmm!" Xiaomei let go of her hand and saw that Li Zicheng's face was unfazed, and she was a little disappointed, but she still obediently grabbed Li Zicheng's arm and walked out of the study side by side.

Perhaps because she was worried that she was too intimate with the Metropolitan Governor, she was discovered by the ladies, and when she got out of the bedroom, Xiaomei let go of Li Zicheng's arms and quietly took two steps back.

"Afraid of what?" Li Zicheng grabbed Xiaomei's hand, pulled her forward, and then held her thin waist and walked side by side, "Xiaomei will have a reputation sooner or later!" ”

"The servant thanked the Governor!" Xiaomei leaned on Li Zicheng's shoulder, closed her eyes, and prayed silently in her heart: The maid will give birth to the governor of Dadu first......

Back home, lunch has been prepared, in addition to the common dishes, is a longevity noodles per person, Gao Guiying understands that Li Zicheng has just returned home from an expedition, these days are very hard, specially prepared a beef and sheep treasure for him.

Li Song was already six years old, and when he saw that Niu Yangbao was about to be eaten up, he stretched out his chopsticks, but he didn't clamp them, and shouted in a hurry, "Mother, I want to eat mutton too......"

Gao Guiying tossed his bamboo chopsticks aside, sandwiched a piece of mutton and threw it into his bowl, and said with a wrenched face: "Song'er eats this mutton, that one is too spicy, so it can only be eaten by Dad!" ”

Sun Mengjie saw that Li Feng was also about to move, so she hurriedly held him down, "Feng'er is good, Feng'er doesn't eat spicy, otherwise he won't grow tall, and he will always be so ......tall."

Li Feng swallowed and foamed, but still took back the sticking bamboo chopstick, and by the way, he grabbed a piece of beef and threw it in his mouth, chewing it.

When Li Song saw it, he also shook his head, "Mother, don't want Song'er, don't eat it, don't eat it, let the mutton go to the spicy daddy, and then harm the second mother and them......"

Li Zicheng almost burst out laughing, this stinky boy, hot daddy is hot daddy, why did he harm Erniang and them? Could it be that he was indecent, and he found out what clues?

All the women didn't speak, Namu Zhong didn't notice anything at first, seeing that all the women were staring at her, their expressions were very weird, and they were stunned for a while, before they came to their senses, and they didn't feel that their faces were red, and they lowered their heads and stuffed their mouths with longevity noodles......

Although she was born in Mongolia, after following Li Zicheng, she was surrounded by Li Zicheng's wife all day long, and was influenced by the habits of the Han people, and she was not much different from the Han people.

After lunch, the women were busy preparing dinner, the Li family had few servants, they needed to do it themselves, and Li Zicheng became a lonely person again, bored.

He has always been used to hard work, and when he suddenly became idle, he was a little unaccustomed to it, dangling in front of the women, trying to fight, but he couldn't do anything, and he was kicked out again and again.

Gao Guiying saw that Li Zicheng was really bored, so she made a look and asked Mu Sirong to accompany her, Mu Sirong was born as a rich lady, and she has always been dressed to reach out for food to open her mouth, but she is not used to housework, so for such a long time, she still follows everyone as an apprentice.

Mu Sirong was very shy in front of everyone, but Chen Qiudie withdrew her from the kitchen.

Li Zicheng naturally knew Gao Guiying's thoughts, laughed a few words, and went out, met Mu Sirong, and hugged him, "Rong'er, come, let's talk about weekday teaching!" ”

Mu Sirong was originally very nervous, she left in front of her sisters, according to the temperament of the Grand Ducio, she would definitely do that shameful thing during the day...... It's not that she doesn't like it, it's just that it's like this during the day, and the sisters don't laugh at it......

The Metropolitan Governor is good at everything, and he is very wise, but this is it......

She was thinking about her thoughts, and was suddenly caught by Li Zicheng, and was suddenly taken aback, did she struggle, or was she by the Metropolitan Governor? But when Li Zicheng talked about teaching, it was in line with her thoughts, so she broke off her original train of thought, and hurriedly said: "Dadu Governor, the maid has been teaching in Lanzhou, and it is in Sister Jie'er's school!" ”

"I know," Li Zicheng put his arm around Mu Sirong and walked towards her bedroom, "Rong'er was not originally a student in the girls' school, if she is tired of teaching, you don't have to go!" ”

"Dadudu, the maid doesn't mean that," Mu Sirong thought for a moment and said, "Actually, in fact, the maid likes the students very much, and they are all very cute......

Among Li Zicheng's six wives, only Mu Sirong and Namu Zhong have not yet given birth to children, and subconsciously, she transferred her mother's love to the students.

"Rong'er really likes to be a teacher?"

"Hmm!" Mu Sirong tapped her head, suddenly paused, and whispered: "If the governor is against it, the servant won't go......"

"How could I object? If you were left to do nothing at home, wouldn't it be boring? Li Zicheng pinched the tip of her nose and said, "Fool, I train the students of the girls' school, just to ask them to come out and become teachers!" ”

"Hehe, the maid understands," Mu Sirong smiled in Li Zicheng's arms, and said, "The governor of the capital is to make the servants cattle and horses......

Li Zicheng was amused, Mu Sirong was rarely amused, she has always been serious, which makes people feel pitiful, today in front of herself, she is talking and laughing, and she dares to make fun of herself, and she must not let her go today.

However, Mu Sirong is so relaxed in front of herself, which shows that in her heart, she regards herself as a relative, and she will gradually integrate into Sun Mengjie and Chen Qiudie.

"I really plan to let Rong'er be a cow and a horse......" Li Zicheng spoke ambiguously, but deliberately left half a sentence.

"Ah......" Mu Sirong was really taken aback, her body was stagnant, her mouth opened slightly, and a pair of beautiful big eyes almost burst out, looking very frightened.

Li Zicheng smiled secretly in his heart and said: "What's wrong with Rong'er, don't you want to make some contributions to your studies, I am still ready, after the beginning of the year, another primary school will be built in Lanzhou, and Rong'er will be the principal, it seems ......"

"Rebuild a primary school? Headmaster? Mu Sirong was surprised again, "Did the Metropolitan Governor mean, like Sister Jie'er?" ”

"Yes, Rong'er doesn't want to?"

"Yes, willing," Mu Sirong pulled Li Zicheng's arm, shaking like a child, and then he lost his mind, "Governor, to build a school again, you need land and houses, can you do it at the beginning of the year?" ”

"Rong'er don't worry, I've already told the prefect Tang Daren, these problems will be solved by him, and the custody won't be mishandled, it's a big deal to spend some silver," Li Zicheng said with a smile: "The key is Rong'er, I won't be strong, and for my Rong'er, I won't!" ”

"The maid is willing!" Mu Sirong nodded vigorously, "If the silver is not enough, the maid can go home and talk to ...... father."

"Rong'er doesn't have to worry about the silver," Li Zicheng said: "As long as Rong'er is willing, after the beginning of the year, the new primary school can open, but Rong'er will work harder......"

"It's not hard, it's not hard, Rong'er will definitely do her best to explain the things that the governor explains!"

At this time, the two of them had already come to the door of the bedroom, Mu Sirong casually pushed the door, entered the room, and hurriedly rushed to light the charcoal brazier, "Dadudu, the bedroom is empty, it's cold, light a charcoal brazier to warm up." ”

"Rong'er will also serve people, congratulations," Li Zicheng sat down on the chair and arched his hand towards Mu Sirong, "Since it's cold, let's order two more!" ”

"The Governor of the Metropolitan has killed his servants!" Mu Sirong was praised, her face was a little flushed, but her heart was sweet, she lit two charcoal braziers according to Li Zicheng's meaning, and brought one of them to Li Zicheng, "The metropolitan governor bakes his hands!" ”

Li Zicheng moved the two pots of charcoal fire under the kang bed, "Rong'er, it's cold, let's go to the kang bed to warm up, you bring paper and pen, let's talk about the school slowly!" ”

When Mu Sirong heard that she was going to go to the kang, her cheeks immediately turned red, but the Metropolitan Governor asked her to record it with a pen and paper, obviously for the sake of business, so she scolded herself in her heart for thinking blindly while preparing a pen and paper.

The two got on the kang, only took off their cotton pants, and leaned on the head of the bed in their kimonos, Li Zicheng saw that Mu Sirong took not a brush, but a pencil, so he took it and played with it in his hand.

The pencil is cylindrical, in the middle is a long lead, through both ends, the outer end of the long lead is wrapped with a log, the log is engraved with the word "Wu Ji", apparently produced by the Lanzhou pencil factory of the Wu family.

"Rong'er, is this pencil widely used?"

"The original Xining Primary School used this kind of pencil, and it is said that Xining High School also used it to draw," Mu Sirong frowned slightly, she didn't know that this was Li Zicheng's idea, "However, when the maid teaches students, she also has to teach the brush, although the pencil is easy to use and easy to carry, but the handwriting written with the pencil is easy to alter, if it is an important document, it ......."

Li Zicheng only understood that the pencil was just the beginning of a hard pen, and he took it all his life, but he didn't expect that there was no ballpoint pen, fountain pen, or gel pen for recording at this time, but he didn't have these materials on his body, so he would ask John Tang in the future.

He threw the pencil to Mu Sirong, put his hands in the brocade quilt to keep warm, and said all kinds of precautions for the school, Mu Sirong was meticulous and recorded what Li Zicheng said little by little.

It stands to reason that Mu Sirong is only twenty years old, and she is a woman, so she is not very suitable to be the principal, but Li Zicheng does not regard school education as child's play, he is really unavailable, this new education from Xining is very different from the education of the Ming Dynasty, whether it is the content of the teaching, or the form of education, even the Chinese characters are simplified.

Except for the students who came out directly or indirectly from Xining Girls' School, there were no suitable teachers in the land of Daming, so when Li Zicheng was teaching Mu Sirong, he also asked her to select suitable talents from the male teachers of the school, temporarily act as the vice principal, and focus on training.

At the beginning of a new type of education, such problems were inevitable, and qualified principals could only be selected from among them by producing a large number of teachers.

By the time Li Zicheng's hands were as warm as body temperature, the question he wanted to teach was also finished, and what he was originally going to do in the evening had to be advanced now.

Gao Guiying repeatedly "rewarded" him, he couldn't help but have something in return, let others always be "Lei Feng", that is impossible, "Lei Feng" can only continue on his own path only if he gets the corresponding reward, and then form a "Lei Feng effect" in a larger scope, in society, and in the family!

It's just that in this way, Tian Fen has been wronged, it doesn't matter, after tonight, there will be tomorrow night!

"Rong'er, I told you before that your lips are sweet, remember?"

"The Metropolitan Governor liars!" Mu Sirong retracted into the brocade quilt, far away from Li Zicheng, "The maid went back and washed it with water, then tasted the water, wiped it with a white cloth, and then went to taste the white cloth......"

"No, Rong'er, sweetness is not tasted with your tongue!"

"What's that for? What else can taste sweet besides the tongue? ”

"Heart, there is a kind of sweetness, only the heart can taste it!"

"Ah......h