It's a big fuss, and it's so faceless!

Liu Cen pointed to Fu Qi with trembling hands, feeling angry, but he didn't know what to do. I could only keep taking deep breaths.

Fu Qi looked at Liu Cen with an innocent face, and said very confidently.

"Sir, corporal punishment is wrong! You will make a bad impression of my physical and mental health. I won't grow up healthy. In the future, if I become a husband, I will also be beaten and beaten today. ”

Liu Cen's brain burst out.

Fu Qi said loudly.

"Sir, you have to convince people with virtue. My father is to convince people with virtue. That's why my dad is your boss. You have to convince people with virtue, and you will become a great official in the future. ”

Liu Cen smiled and said.

"Then I will convince people with virtue! Today, let's study "History of the Song Dynasty: The Biography of Yang Shi". There was a Jinshi named Yang Shi in the Northern Song Dynasty, who liked to delve into knowledge and seek teachers and friends everywhere, and once studied under the famous scholar Cheng Hao in Luoyang.

Cheng Hao recommended Yang Shi to his younger brother Cheng Yi, who was in his forties at the time and was quite knowledgeable, but he was still modest and cautious, respected his teachers and friends, and won Cheng Yi's love.

One day, Yang Shi and his fellow students had different views on a certain question, and in order to find the correct answer, they went to Cheng Yi's house to ask for advice. It was the middle of winter, it was freezing cold, and it was snowing halfway through.

When I arrived at Cheng Yi's house, it happened that Cheng Yi was sitting by the fire and closed his eyes to recuperate. Yang Shi and the others did not dare to alarm the teacher, and stood respectfully outside the door and waited.

After a long time, Cheng Yi woke up and found Yang Shi and You Xing standing in the wind and snow from the window, they were covered in snow, and the snow under their feet was more than a foot thick, Cheng Yi got up to welcome them into the house. Later, Yang Shi learned the true meaning of Chengmen science, and was known as "Mr. Guishan", and was respected by later generations as "Chengxue authentic". The allusion of 'Chengmen Lixue' has become a beautiful talk for the ages....."

Liu Cen spoke with relish. I saw Lan Moxuan raise his hand.

To convince people with virtue, it is necessary to listen to the different opinions of students. Liu Cen motioned for Fu Qi to speak.

Lan Moxuan tilted his head and said quite seriously.

"Sir, I have a lot of questions."

"Ask both." Liu Cen felt that Lan Moxuan still knew how to raise his hand to answer, and he was quite polite. Forget about the armed resistance just now. Forgive him!

Lan Moxuan asked solemnly.

"The first problem is that I still go to school in my forties. Who gave him money to live? It's all so big, more than forty, isn't it that you haven't earned a penny, gnawing at the old?

The second problem is that they don't respect their teachers at all! Reasoning should have knocked on the door first! But they didn't knock on the door, peeking through the window to see what was going on in the room. Let's not talk about the structure of the house for the time being. You can see the logic of the gentleman in the room in the courtyard from the door to close his eyes and rest his mind. Anyway, their minds are not pure.

The third problem was that their teacher was kneeling with his eyes closed, and the two of them were buried so deep in the snow. It can be seen that this teacher has been kneeling for a long time. The legs must be numb! That's not good!

And the fourth ....."

"Shut up!" Liu Cen said viciously.

It's a devil!

Why is this kid so bearish!

Liu Cen instantly thought of seeing his quail-shaped son at home, and he missed it very much. The child is still good at home!

This lesson, failure!

Lan Moxuan smiled brightly, and when he turned his head, he saw the ingots at the window.

Smile burst!

Lan Moxuan flattened his mouth and almost cried.

Liu Cen followed Lan Moxuan's gaze and didn't see anything. There is no strength to let Lan Moxuan go home. Forget it for today, and talk about it later.

It seems that I have to consult Lan Changming first. I can't take this lesson!

The blessing is like a frosted eggplant, pitifully holding Liu Cen's legs. "Sir, I was wrong. Don't leave class. I'll listen carefully! ”