Chapter 52: A Lost Textbook
The academy was built very quickly.
The Tang Dynasty's ability to act was much more diligent than Xu Yang imagined, and the same was true of the hotel and the academy. It's only been three days, and the wall of the academy on the east coast of a few dozen meters has been built, and there are square holes every five meters.
Now there are children playing on the construction site every day, Xu Yang has warned them many times, the construction site is very dangerous, but they just don't listen, running around, those workers are also happy to help these children, helping to hand a shovel and other groceries is also excellent.
After the new book was sent out in the past two days, it caused an uproar in Maozhuang, and the farmers in the family were grateful to Xu Yang, Xu Yang didn't know what it meant to read in Datang, which meant that the hope of going to the ruling class was completely separated from these white dings, and the farmers in Mao's Zhuangzi had no money to study, but in some places the farmers had money and no place to study.
It was extremely difficult for the children of the peasant class to receive the same opportunity for education as the children of the landlord class, because books were a luxury in themselves.
After the brand new books were handed out, the peasant families stared at the books with wide eyes, and the printer-printed paper exuded a faint smell of ink, which fascinated the children, and the new paper made them unbearable to open the paper—they had never seen a book before.
There was a farmer who was even worse, directly offered those books, burned incense every day, and was reprimanded by Xu Yang before suspending this stupid behavior
There are a lot of children in Mao's Zhuangzi, up to eleven or twelve-year-old boys, down to five or six years old dolls, a total of 410 people, now there are too many students, and the academy has not been built well, Xu Yang had to teach these children under the big banyan tree at the head of the village, and ordered Steward Liu to bring a blackboard painted with black paint, and some white lime, and the simplest classroom was built.
The first class was a Chinese class, because these children were illiterate, and other classes could not be carried out without a foundation in writing, so Xu Yang could only teach from pinyin.
It is said that Xu Yang came to Datang and was also in pain, the words he encountered must be in traditional Chinese, fortunately, the difference is not big, Xu Yang can cope with it, the printing of the "Three Character Classic" is also in traditional Chinese, and the evil supplement of the fruit for a few days is basically known how to write traditional characters.
"At the beginning of man, nature is good. Sex is similar, Xi is far away.
If you don't teach, sex is migration. The way of teaching is to be specialized. Xu Yang stood under the big banyan tree, holding a traditional "Three Character Classic" and shaking his head and reading the Three Character Classic, not to mention, it really has a bit of Mr. Tang Dynasty's meaning.
"At the beginning of man, nature is good. Sex is similar, Xi is far away.
If you don't teach, sex is migration. The way of teaching is to be specialized. Those children also followed Xu Yang with words.
"These first few sentences are very famous, students, the first sentence is 'at the beginning of man, nature is good.'" The meaning is: when people are born, they are all kind by nature and have similar temperaments. But with the different changes and influences of their living environment, everyone's habits will be different, you look at this first word, a pinch is a person, a pinch is a person's two legs"
Liu Yihu listened attentively, his eyes did not blink, he looked towards the first word of the first sentence on the book, only to see a "person" word in the column, really like a walking person, his heart was suddenly happy, he was also literate, he was finally literate, a pinch is a person, his inner thirst for knowledge exploded, and tears of happiness flowed from the corners of his eyes.
The open space in front of the big banyan tree is very large, and many old people are sitting in the distance watching Xu Yang teach the children to read under the banyan tree.
"I have lived to be seventy years old, and I don't think I have ever seen such a lord for the people." An old man in sackcloth squatted on the ground and sighed as he watched the dolls read.
"yes!" A hunchbacked old man next to him also wiped his beard and said: "We fled from Hebei to Shandong, from Shandong to Youzhou, how many places we have gone along the way, it is miserable, and now it is finally a peaceful and prosperous era, even the lord personally teaches the dolls, the world is the same, I hope there will be no more wars." ”
The two old men both exclaimed in unison.
Teacher Xu taught very seriously, these students learned very seriously, and learned Chinese pinyin in a few days, and Xu Yang gave them the three-character scripture with phonetic pronunciation, so they also began to read it themselves.
"It's my father's fault if I don't teach it. If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy. ”
"It's my father's fault if I don't teach it. If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy. ”
Now those peasants' favorite thing to do before going to work in the fields every day is to listen to their dolls reading under the banyan tree, and the sound of the recitation is neat, as if they are hearing fairy music, and they are reluctant to leave for a long time.
I go to work in the field every day and have more and more strength, life has a rush, only to live the strength, I now want to farm well, let the doll study hard, and read out an official and a half job in the future.
The children are now happy all day long, they can read every day, I heard Mr. Xu say that the brush is about to be transported from Youzhou City, and when the time comes, everyone can write with a brush and a homework book, and the academy is also in accordance with the construction period system every day.
The stone blasting team on the mountain became more and more unscrupulous, and now they actually dared to blow up ten explosives together, saying that the foundation was hit quickly, but this sound was really noisy, and Xu Yang was shocked by the rumbling sound in the distance several times and didn't want to lecture.
The brick-burning team is now facing the dilemma of not having loess, and the spies have gone to find it, but the efficiency of these wine bags and rice bags is too low, and it took a long time to find a loess slope, which made Xu Yang have the desire to form a geological expedition team.
Just do it, Xu Yang picked out five more clever and capable people from the brick-burning team, and showed them the geological knowledge book printed out from the Internet, it doesn't matter if they can't read, they follow those children all day long to read the three-character scripture, and now the big banyan tree is full of people every day, many of them are a group of people called by Xu Yang from Youzhou, saying that they are literate.
Among them are the captains of the Flying Tigers, Biao Daguang and Zhang Wu, as well as the three captains of the Chengguan team.
The training of the Flying Tigers is now becoming more and more rigorous, the way of special forces training tempers them all day long, cross-country five kilometers is commonplace, soaking in the mud all day long, and the state of prostration is at the end of a day of training, but the team members have no regrets, after all, ten dollars a month, how to abuse, but they are more and more discovering the benefits of these exercises.
In the past, I used to go cross-country for five kilometers at a rapid pace, carrying more than 30 pounds of equipment on my back, and I felt that the whole person was dead when I ran down, but now I am running five kilometers cross-country with 40 pounds of equipment on my back, and I can drink two sips of water after running.
The military training of the chengguan brigade also successfully completed the task, and Xu Yang did not go to the final parade and review, but listening to Liu Dongliang, who went instead of him, praised these chengguan and knew that they were good.
Xu Yang felt that every qiē was developing in a good direction, and the Mao family Zhuangzi, under his leadership, would definitely become a holy place.
"Okay, keep reading with me, the jade is not cut, it is not a weapon. People do not learn, and they do not know righteousness. ”
"If the jade is not cut, it will not be made. People do not learn, and they do not know righteousness. ”
Under the banyan tree, I remembered a child's voice, but this child's voice was mixed with the voices of more than a dozen big men, which sounded a little weird.
What Xu Yang didn't know was that in the shadow of the adobe house in the distance, a sharp-nosed man dressed in black, with sharp eyes like a falcon, stared at him with books in his hand and taught the people under the stage to read.
That night, there was a tragedy in Liu Laosi's house, Erya's set of books was lost, which almost made the seven-year-old girl cry to death, a good set of new books, every day is very expensive, the six children in the family, all regard this book as their life, today after school is obviously put on the incense case, but now it is gone, rummaging through the whole house can not be found, so I have to lie in the house decadently, I don't know what to do.
What they didn't know was that under the starlight that night, a man in black rode a horse with a package in his arms and ran towards Chang'an day and night.