Running a private school is by no means like Song Zhen, who can respond to a cloud by putting out a sign.

Wen Yanbo grinned, "Brother Gongxu, these people are all literate and know a little arithmetic, as long as you train them, within three months, they can handle ordinary official documents, value the goods, and register them." I'll give you 50 guan a month, teach well, and get a commission! ”

After Lao Wen finished speaking, seeing that Song Zhen was silent, he stretched out his hand, pushed the door open, and walked straight in. Song Zhen was disgusted with Wen Yanbo's rudeness, and he followed closely behind.

"Wen Xianggong, the family is here, it's not very convenient!" That means you get out of here, don't bother me. Where would Wen Yanbo care about him, he turned around, strode forward, and arrived at the kitchen next to him, Wen Yanbo pushed the door in, turned around, and came out again.

"Alas, public order, it's not easy to support your family! What's the difficulty, I have to talk to my old friends! ”

"Friends? The villains are pretty much the same! Song Zhen puffed up.

Wen Yanbo's face sank, he was really a little angry.

"Brother Gongxu, you are also a minister, do you have to make some things clear? Your Majesty is disgusted with the Elder Society, and the King of Xiliang doesn't look down on you! Even if the old man has the heart to take care of you, he must have a reason! You can't send you food and money for no reason, so that you can live more comfortably than the capital, so what kind of distribution is that? The old man will also be implicated! ”

Song Zhen was also polite, "Wen Kuanfu, so you still helped us?" What a big face, you give me out, go out now! ”

He reached out and grabbed Wen Yanbo's sleeve, and was about to rush out. The two dignified prime ministers, like children, had an awkward quarrel.

"The surname is Song, let's not talk about the affairs of the court, the old man will ask you a question, a family of more than a dozen people, some old and some young, can you support it? Do you want to watch them all starve to death and freeze to death? ”

Now I can ask about Song Zhen's weakness, these days, in order to eat a bite, the family has taken all the jewelry, one by one, like a peacock without hair, how miserable it is.

There are also a few little grandchildren, granddaughters, and bright babies, who are looking to lose weight.

It is said that a soldier can be killed, but not humiliated!

People fight for a breath, and the Buddha receives a stick of incense!

But at this juncture, he is really short of breath, not to mention that he is not a hero!

"Good! I teach! ”

He gritted his back molars and spat out a few words.

Wen Yanbo immediately smiled, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

Speaking of which, it doesn't necessarily have to be these people to work, but Wen Yanbo likes to ravage them and force them to change their thoughts and actions...... It's a bit like a crab, when one crawls out, the others will grab it, and one will catch the other, and no one will try to escape.

Because of his financial and cement operations, Lao Wen jumped from a traditional scholar to an industrial and commercial group, especially this time when he was pulled off by Wang Ningan and ran to the northwest, and became a member of the colonial development group.

Although the old guy has long been shameless, but Hongguoguo's betrayal will be poked in the back.

The best way is to bring a few more people over, and when there are more mutinous people and it becomes the norm, he will not be so abrupt. Fortunately, Fu Bi died, otherwise with that old guy here, these people would still be able to huddle together, and there is no good way to take them.

But without Fubi, Wen Yanbo felt that the remaining goods could be easily settled.

No, he hasn't enlarged his tricks yet, Song Qi and a few of them will go to work obediently, and Song Zhen can't bear it!

Wen Yanbo casually threw the roster to Song Zhen.

"The old man said goodbye first, if it's okay, tomorrow, I'll ask someone to advance half a month's salary for you." Saying that, Wen Yanbo pointed to Song Zhen's thin robe, and seemed to be very intimately instructed: "Change into a leather robe!" Lanzhou's fur is cheap, don't freeze it. ”

Song Zhen was so angry that his eyes were about to pop out, if he allowed it, he really wanted to press Wen Yanbo to the ground and beat him hard.

You, if you don't avenge this revenge, I won't be called Song Gongxu!!

Despite the anger in his belly, he still has to bow his head.

Song Zhen flipped through the roster casually, there were more than 100 people, but the more he flipped it, the darker Song Zhen's face became, and in the end, he jumped like thunder.

"Wen Yanbo, you tell me clearly, why is this Qiu Ba?"

It turned out that Song Zhen found that the rosters on it were all from the army, marked with a certain battalion and a certain command, and some of them were still low-level officers such as capital heads, commanders, and commanders.

Song Zhen was really angry.

Let the old man teach, and the old man endures it.

But you always have to give the old man a decent student, they are all from martial arts, how can you make the old man embarrassed!

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!

I, I don't teach anymore!

Song Zhen threw the roster to the ground, and he was about to chase him out to find Wen Yanbo's theory.

But when he fell, two grandchildren and a granddaughter, wow, they all cried. The little ones cried heartbreakingly, not to mention how miserable.

Madame really can't stand it.

"You have the ability, you go outside to play! You poke a hole in the sky! If we can feed the family, we don't care what we do! It's all mixed up with this, and you still put your prime minister's shelf, go out and ask, who treats you as a prime minister? If you don't want to live, let's separate, I'll go out to wash people's clothes, do needlework, in short, don't let the children starve to death, you old immortal, how you want to toss and how you want! ”

God pity you...... Mrs. Song is also the daughter of a famous family, and she only learns with a belly, otherwise she would not be worthy of Song Xianggong, who is three yuan and the first.

As a result, the environment created people, and she was forced to become a shrew!

Song Zhen was speechless when asked.

The son also came over and said in a low voice: "Father, people are under the low eaves, you can't help but bow your head, don't be reckless when you are old!" ”

Facing the pleading gaze of the family, Song Zhen stomped his feet fiercely, helpless.

"Cheng, according to your will, I can't teach!"

……

In a blink of an eye, the next day, Wen Yanbo really did not break his promise, and sent someone to send half a month's salary, as well as firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, and a welfare treatment.

In addition, the veterans who came to listen to the lecture also arrived early, and their classroom was only separated from the Song family by a courtyard. Since yesterday, I have been carefully cleaning and scrubbing, and the broken windows have been covered with paper.

They also prepared incense for fear of choking the teacher.

Overall, the classroom is still clean and hygienic, and everyone is sitting upright, not slacking off at all.

But our Song Xianggong didn't look happy at all.

An old face, like the bottom of a pot.

He swept everyone present, although he took off his armor and military uniform, but it was inevitable that he was fierce, and many of them were still wounded, some of them lost one of their eyes, some of their ears were cut off, some of them lost half of their arms, and some of them lost their fingers...... The more Song Zhen looked at it, the more angry he became, and he was about to explode.

Even if you don't have all your limbs, why should you study! What else can be expected of them?

What nonsense!

Song Xianggong was too lazy to complain, he just read from the book and talked about what should be said, and the speed of speech was quite fast, to be honest, there were few people who could understand it.

But these veterans also heard that this is the prime minister of Sanyuan and the first, and he is a dignified literary and opera star, not to mention listening to his lectures in the past, and he is not even qualified to look at him.

Everyone can only listen as much as possible, and dare not be distracted.

In this way, ten days passed, and Wen Yanbo reappeared.

"Brother Gongxu, King Xiliang has already asked Su Zizhan to build a few schools, and he is also training the same scribes, and in three months, the palace and the old man will be assessed. If the time comes, the students you teach can't pass the test, or the grades are too poor, and the face will not be shiny, right? ”

Song Zhen's face turned green.

"Despicable! Shameless! ”

Wen Yanbo chuckled twice, "The old man just reminded Brother Gongxu, you have to be dedicated, otherwise, King Xiliang will be fined!" ”

"I ......" Song Zhen gritted his teeth, but Wen Yanbo walked out laughing to himself...... From the next day, Song Zhen had to slow down his speech, some key places, to repeat it, but also to ask if he understood, not only that, as the assessment deadline approached, Song Zhen also had to assign homework, let everyone try to write official documents, and then hand it over to him for correction.

Faced with the things written by these Qiu Ba, Song Zhen didn't even want to read it.

Ugly, vulgar, vulgar, and inferior...... This thing can't even pass the academy's exams, it's just rubbish, garbage in garbage!

A bunch of martial artists, honestly being soldiers, have to squeeze into the literati pile, you don't look at yourself, what kind of thing is it?

Every day when Song Zhen was reviewing, he would scold, when the correction was finished, and when the scolding would stop, which had almost become a routine for the Song family.

But anyway, as a teacher, the salary is a lot, and the benefits are quite a lot, especially after getting along for a long time, people will always have feelings, and the students will occasionally send some game to Mr.

"I was ...... Shallow Water Dragon ...... Trapped in the sand...... Beach! ”

Song Zhen hummed a little song, and gradually adapted to the days of the teacher, to put it mildly, it was called resignation!

In fact, there are some good ones in these Qiu Ba, for example, there is a man named Ma Tao, who has only been working hard for two or three months, and his handwriting has improved rapidly, and his diction is appropriate, at least he can express his thoughts clearly.

In all fairness, it's enough to be a scribe.

Wang Ning'an, Wang Ning'an, you are really deliberate, you actually thought of cultivating Qiu Ba's reading and literacy, you can really do it!

Any teacher, the greatest hope, is to be taught by the world's talents, although these people have poor qualifications, they are old, and they are unbearable to cultivate, but Song Zhen will still occasionally order two sentences.

Especially Ma Tao, who received the most care from him, and had the best grades among all his classmates.

No, half a month ago, Song Zhen also lent one of his poetry collections to Ma Tao.

When school was out on this day, Ma Tao respectfully returned the poetry collection to Song Zhen, but he was in no hurry to leave.

"What, you still have to borrow books?"

"No, it's not...... Sir, that's the case, student, the student is going to get married, my mother is still in her hometown Meizhou, and there are no elders here...... So, so I would like to ask the sir ......"

Song Zhen's face sank, "Marriage matters, parents' orders, matchmakers' words, how can they be nonsense?" I can't be your teacher......" Ma Tao blushed and hurriedly withdrew, and when he walked to the door, Song Zhen's coughing sound suddenly came again.

"That...... If you don't dislike it, the old man will be reluctant to make it difficult! ”