"When I wake up in the morning, I open the window, and the sun is beautiful......

Yang Ze, who got up early in the morning, seemed to have forgotten where he was now, and opened the window in a daze. Shaken by the dazzling sunlight several times, he remembered that he was still in the bandits' den.

He quickly closed the window again, and just wanted to turn around to see if Mo Qinglun had been woken up by himself, but when he actually turned around, he found that a dagger was pressed straight on his chest.

"Shenma's situation, be careful with your knife!"

Yang Ze was taken aback by this scene, the situation at this time was too much worse than last night!

"How can this woman turn her face faster than a book!"

"What the hell is your name early in the morning? You also opened the window directly, to let people know that the bridegroom's official cave room has been lying on the ground all night?"

Mo Qinglun looked at Yang Ze, who was stunned at this time, with a playful face.

"If you have something to say, let's not drink too much yesterday and get up in the morning and can't figure out what is going on. ”

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Sister, the third uncle is waiting, hurry up!"

Mo Xizhao can be regarded as relieving Yang Ze of a big siege at this time.

"It's coming!

An hour later, the two people, who were still tense just now, appeared hand in hand at the ancestral hall where the wedding was held last night like a loving and sweet little couple.

It's still those old men and old women, is this the rhythm of the new daughter-in-law officially meeting her in-laws on the second day of her wedding?

"Your name is Yang Ze?"

Yang Ze in the hall hurriedly nodded yes, the new door must be well-behaved.

"Since you have entered our Qinglong Village, then you will be a member of our Qinglong Village in the future.

Although we have lived in the mountains and forests for a long time, we also have rules. The first one is that we in Qinglongzhai have never raised idlers, so you have to do something for Qinglongzhai?

In this way, since it is said that you are a scholar, your knowledge should not be bad. Those babies in this village can't even write their own names.

So a few of us discussed it, and in the future, the teaching and literacy of the children in this village will be handed over to you.

Although your mother-in-law is the owner of Qinglong Village, but the public is public, and the private is private, so you will set aside two acres of paddy fields from the public field to your household. ”

Yang Ze lowered his head and listened to the arrangement obediently, and after the hall finished speaking, he hurriedly thanked him and withdrew.

After this whole set, Mo Qinglun didn't say a word at all, just as if she, the owner of the village, was fake and shoddy.

As if knowing what he was going to ask, Mo Qinglun directly took Yang Ze to a big house that looked like a granary, and pointed to a small courtyard that was separated from each other and said that it was a school.

Well, this time he's really not a scumbag, and he has to be a teacher.

"There's not even a fast blackboard!

"That's your problem, anyway, I'll give you what you want, and you just need to play your part.

Remember, it's going to start teaching tomorrow morning!"

After saying this, Mo Qinglun turned around and left. Only Yang Ze, who looked confused, was left in place, not knowing what to do.

"Looks like it's really going to be a trick......"

The rooster has crowed three times, and Yang Ze, who came to the school early and dozed off, waited for the little children in the cottage to come to class. But until the sun rises, there is no one to see.

He finally couldn't bear to go straight out, but he wanted to see where so many children in Qinglong Village with thousands of households had gone.

Yang Ze, who was walking leisurely on the road, didn't know if he didn't know that those little kids were doing what they repeated every day when they were children.

Catching fish and touching shrimp, digging birds up trees, and catching frogs on the ground are really a joyful life. At this time, asking them to read and write, and to change to himself is to hell with his mother.

I saw a few bare-ass little kids under the tree pounding a few sweet potatoes in a pile of firewood. Yang Ze looked at it and walked towards them with a smile.

"Roasted sweet potatoes should be roasted with dried cow dung, so that is enough to taste. I'm sure I'm not going to tell you this secret. ”

As soon as they heard Yang Ze greet him in such a funny tone, several children easily let down their guard.

"Haha, you've told us everything, you're so stupid, even more stupid than a bull......"

The children burst into laughter.

"Hmph, who said I'm stupid, I can tell stories, the stories I tell are good!"

"Brag, if you have the ability, you can tell us about it, as long as you speak well, we will share one of our sweet potatoes with you. ”

As a result, a great storm that swept through the five mountains and sixteen villages set sail from under the tree.

"Once upon a time, heaven and earth were joined together. Until there was a giant with a huge axe.................. The Colorful Divine Stone suddenly exploded, and a stone monkey popped out............"

Using Journey to the West to fool children, that's called an invincible one! From the six or seven children at the beginning, until a large group of children surrounded Yang Ze tightly.

"Sun Wukong was crushed under the Five Elements Mountain for five hundred years......

Well, that's all for today's story. If you want to hear the story again tomorrow, come to the school with pen and paper. ”

Everyone didn't expect that Yang Ze, the little ancestor of the entire Qinglong Village, would capture them all in just two hours.

The next day, before the chickens crowed, the elementary school hall in the granary was already densely packed with people looking forward to it. When Yang Ze, who was late, stepped into the courtyard gate, he was also frightened by the enthusiasm of the children, or he was impressed by the charm of the famous Journey to the West.

"Tang Seng came to the Tang Dynasty in the east and passed by the foot of the Five Elements Mountain......

...... Finally crossed the quicksand river smoothly......"

It was another two hours of wonderful performance, which made all the children present fascinated, and shouted for Yang Ze to continue. Some even lay on the ground and rolled around and started scoundrels.

As soon as Yang Ze saw this situation, he knew that the matter had already been done! No one was in the trap, and now he can't slip away if he wants to!

"Did you bring all the paper and pen you brought yesterday?

Come, come, come and go, one by one, you will give your name. I'll write him down on paper for you to take back.

If tomorrow you have one who can't write your name yet, then I'm sorry, tomorrow you won't be able to come and listen to the story.

Let me tell you in advance, tomorrow we will talk about three dozen white bone spirits. ”

At this time, where could these children still hold it, and they hurriedly put the pen and paper in front of Yang Ze.

So Yang Ze took apart the strokes according to each person's name, and then wrote them down on paper in turn and handed them back. At this point, the entire Qinglong Village seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.

The little monkeys of every family were honestly tied to a Journey to the West at home to practice calligraphy, and this strange phenomenon was suddenly promoted to the level of ghosts and gods by the old guys in the ancestral hall.

thinks that this is all Yang Ze's use of witchcraft, otherwise how could those little monkeys in the village suddenly compete against the paper as if they had lost their souls.

On the third day, Yang Ze got up early in the morning and rushed to the school before dawn. At this time, the two sisters, Mo Qinglun and Mo Xizhao, also secretly followed behind, and they wanted to know what method Yang Ze used to conquer the children of the entire Qinglong Village in such a short time.

I saw that when Yang Ze passed by the river, he picked up two large loads of wet river sand with a bamboo basket and fell directly in front of the door of the primary school.

"This guy can't see that he has a lot of strength, these two loads of river sand are three hundred catties, and he seems to be able to walk like he is still at ease. ”

Mo Xizhao saw Yang Zelisuo's movements, and his heart was also very strange. I didn't expect this scholar to look really that weak.

"Why did he pour sand on the ground? Why can't I understand it? It can't be a witchcraft, right?"

Mo Qinglun watched Yang Ze tinker for half an hour, his face full of great doubts.

As soon as the rooster crowed, Yang Ze saw that there were already children coming towards the school one after another. This time, it wasn't just the children, they were followed by a lot of parents. It seems that they are also worried about what Yang Ze is doing.

"Stand outside for me, and then write it on the ground with a branch before going in. ”

It turned out that these river sand were used to write for those children, and the Mo sisters, who had been guessing for a long time, breathed a sigh of relief.

I saw the children grabbing the branches and writing their names on the sand very skillfully and fluently. Then he happily entered the school hall and took a seat.

Unexpectedly, each of the 322 children in the village wrote their names very smoothly. The parents on the side rubbed their eyes in disbelief, as if they couldn't believe that the words were written by their own children.

Just as the sun was rising, the third day of Yang Zexi's Travels began. This time, he directly talked about his daughter's country from the three dozen white bone spirits, and this time it was not only the children, but even the parents who were listening on the courtyard wall were so drunk.

The two sisters of the Mo family, who were standing in the back, knew at this time that it was really a piece of cake to use such a bizarre story to attract children to write their names.

Because such a story is really unprecedentedly exciting, Mo Xizhao is now ruthless enough to step forward and tie this cheap brother-in-law back, and he doesn't do anything every day, just to tell stories to himself.

At the end of the story, Yang Ze also left tomorrow's homework for the children.

I saw Yang Ze write on the sand in front of the courtyard gate:

"Disciple rules, sage training, the first filial piety, the second faith. Pan love the public, and kindness, if you have spare energy, you will learn literature. ”

These 24 words require two days to learn to write these few sentences.

At this time, all the children couldn't wait to rush to the door, copying the words on the ground on the paper word by word, and it was very hard to see these children lying on the ground.

Several parents came forward and said that they wanted to buy some tables and chairs for these children. Needless to say, these people will definitely be able to work as carpenters.

So Yang Ze took advantage of the fire to rob and told them all the general requirements for making blackboards. And some of the plasterers' parents, the chalk making naturally fell on their heads.

After the efforts of the next few days, the first school of Qinglongzhai finally had a preliminary scale in Yang Ze's hands......