Preparing for the school is not simple. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It is relatively easy to build a teaching room, but the teaching process is too difficult.

Qingyang finally realized how painful it is to educate a group of illiterate people to study, and what is even worse is that this group of illiterate people don't want to study if they don't know what to do.

Among the three peasant retainers, the eldest Pu Lin had a bitter face, rubbed his hands and said uneasily: "The lord forgives the sin, it is not that the villains are lazy, but that I heard that the ancient sages created words, the sky wept blood, and the gods and ghosts cried at night.

Since ancient times, it is only the sons and daughters of the lords who are qualified to be literate and literate, and the lord has let me and other untouchables learn to read and write, isn't it a big taboo and provoked God's punishment, isn't it our sin? ”

As soon as Pu Lin finished speaking, Guihe, Wenbo and others who followed closely behind nodded their heads one after another.

For thousands of years, the nobles of the knighthood have monopolized the knowledge and writing, so that ordinary Chinese people are full of awe for learning knowledge and culture.

Not to mention the slaves and their children, who stayed at the back of the school from the moment they entered the school, carefully kneeling on the ground and listening to the lessons, never daring to look up at the words.

It's as if these words are full of mysterious powers, and if you look at them, you will die.

Qingyang was finally helpless, and he was completely disappointed in the adult farmer, retainers, and slaves.

He decided to let only the more than 30 children in the fiefdom continue to study, after all, children's learning ability is always stronger than adults, and the responsibility of educating children to read and write has to be handed over to the experienced Qiu Niang.

After explaining these trivial things, Qingyang walked out of the semi-basement school with annoyance, and saw that Lie Muyang, who had been away for a few days, had returned.

Qingyang saw that Lie Muyang was in a good mood, although he was still expressionless, looking cold and arrogant, but he looked at Qingyang with a trace of gratitude in his eyes.

It seems that the architectural forms of fire kang and semi-underground grass hut were very helpful for the wintering of ochre settlements.

As long as the ochre settlement hears the name of the Qing clan from time to time, obtains certain benefits from the Qing clan, and accumulates goodwill for a long time, when the green and yellow are not accepted in the spring of next year, they can wait for the other party to beg to be recruited.

I don't believe that at that time, the ochre settlement would rather starve the whole settlement than run over.

The lord secretly planned in his heart, but he didn't notice that Lie Muyang's eyes lit up again when he saw the school in front of him.

After a moment's hesitation, he said with a hint of pleading: "Lord, since even the slaves of the Qing clan can go to school, I wonder if the children of my ochre settlement can also come to learn literacy?" ”

"Huh? This was delivered to the door by itself? ”

Qingyang couldn't believe his ears when he heard Lie Muyang's request.

Whether it is the vassal states of the Northern Wilderness such as Xingguo, or the wild people settlements who believe in different ghosts, gods, spirits, and totems, they all regard children as the future and attach great importance to the teaching of young children.

Unexpectedly, Lie Muyang actually wanted the children of the settlement to take the initiative to receive Qing's education, as long as these children went to school and lived with Qing's children.

Let the children personally convey the benefits of the Qing clan to their families and parents, and the possibility of successfully recruiting ochre settlements next year will be even greater.

Thinking like this in his heart, Qingyang pretended to be embarrassed and said: "Brother Lie, you also know that there are more than 50 people in the academy at present, but only Qiu Niang is the only one who can teach words, if you add the children in your settlement, I am afraid that it will be a little unbearable!" ”

"Oh, I see!"

Lie Muyang was a little disappointed, and he also felt that his request was excessive, after all, any feudal lord attaches great importance to cultural inheritance.

Qingyang saw that he retreated, and hurriedly added: "But since it is Brother Lie's request, I can discuss it with Qiu Niang and see how many children I can accept!" ”

As soon as he heard that the matter could still be discussed, Lie Muyang couldn't help but be grateful: "There are only about one hundred and fifty people in the ochre settlement, and there are many children who have died in recent years, and there are only about ten children between the ages of ten and fifteen!" ”

Ochre settlements are so people?

Qingyang was slightly disappointed in his heart, and then thought that the population was small, wouldn't it be more conducive to Qing's digestion?

Ten savage settlement teenagers joined the academy, that is, more than thirty people became more than forty people, which is not too much, these wild people teenagers came to the Qing clan and brainwashed regularly, and the ochre settlement could not run out of the palm of the lord's hand.

In the evening, Qingyang carefully finished his thoughts, and Qiu Niang smiled.

She stroked the hair on her cheeks and said: "Xiao Mu is more conducive to the lord's plan by doing this, in fact, the children in the fiefdom Lian Po, Zhong Rui, and Lian Cang are all literate and can teach those children with a worse foundation!"

The children are good teachers, they can take turns to teach, which also helps them to learn on their own, and the pressure on my side is not heavy, but the Lord had better recruit a few scribes as soon as possible! ”

"Qiu Niang, you're joking!" Qingyang smiled bitterly, "The entire northern Xinjiang has always been dominated by martial arts, how many literate scribes can there be?" Even if there is, it will be difficult to be recruited by my Qing clan, so you can only pay attention to it slowly! ”

The weather is getting colder and colder day by day, Qingyang continues to practice hard, and his single-arm strength has reached one hundred and fifty catties and four hundred catties, and there is obvious progress almost every day.

As the braminal strength exceeded the basic requirement of the minimum 300 catties of bramina in the first stage of the forging body, Qingyang found that the body still had great potential for improvement, which made him feel surprised, it seems that our qualifications are not bad.

Practice, keep practicing!

Even though the weather is getting colder and colder, and the trees in the mountains and forests are already hanging with frost, Qingyang still insists on the practice of body forging and channeling techniques early every day.

He could feel that his body had been growing stronger, and the ebony sword that had been hanging on his body before was extremely calm, but now he didn't feel anything when he wielded it.

But it's still not enough!

Even if Qingyang has gone through the whole autumn of cultivation, he has changed from a weak child with no power to a much stronger Kongwu, but the strength of the individual is always inferior to the strength of the collective, what he needs is a powerful Qing's fiefdom.

Northern Xinjiang is the most prevalent martial arts, if there is no strong army, how can it stand on it?

What's more, there is still such a mess of bad things waiting for him in Beilin City, how can Ye Mengqiu's bold words about going to Beilin City to see Doctor Ye in person next year be discarded like this?

Qingyang gritted his teeth in his heart, no matter how much, while the stream was not yet frozen, he first equipped all the servants with weapons made of alien beast bones.

Anyway, the fact that the Qing clan has a large number of alien beast bones can't be hidden from others, so it's better to use them as much as possible to strengthen the combat effectiveness of the sealed land.

After the morning class was over, Qingyang continued to watch Lian Po's drill with the young servants.

Today's Qing's teenagers are very different from the original image of the grass platform.

In the past, the thin and timid teenager has developed extremely rapidly after nearly two months of hard exercise and recuperation.

Even the five thinnest juvenile slaves in the past are now much stronger, not to mention Zhong Rui, He Jia, Yu Hai, and Fang Jun, who were originally well-established.

The sturdy body, the leather armor and helmet carefully made of the finest cowhide, and the fine cowhide boots under the feet look particularly energetic.

Even the weapons worn by the teenagers were enough to make outsiders envy and drool, Qingyang suddenly felt that as long as he continued to make such progress, it didn't seem to be a trip to death and hell when he went to the battlefield in Northern Xinjiang the year after next.

As the days passed, the beginning of winter finally came, which also means that the weather has officially entered the Mengdong season.