beat up a group of gentlemen, Li Qin was still a little weak after his anger was gone.

Especially among them, there is also a personal son of Empress Wu, if history does not change, this biological son will be the emperor of the Tang Dynasty in the future.

After smoking the future emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Li Qinzai felt that he had a little worry in addition to being awesome, in case Li Xian held a grudge but kept holding back, and waited until he ascended the throne to clean himself up, it would be a big trouble.

But after thinking about it, if the identity of a traverser is still living so tremblingly, will God feed the dog a chance to live again?

Li Qinzai is destined to leave traces in the world, and will also leave a different ending in the world.

After being whipped by the whip, the gentlemen looked particularly well-behaved, and after apologizing to the dealers, they obediently returned to the courtyard to write a review.

After Buck's explanation, they understood the meaning of "review", which was actually "guilty of their own book", and deeply reflected on their mistakes.

Early the next morning, the grimacing gentlemen handed in their review books.

Li Qinzai checked carefully, and his nostrils snorted coldly from time to time, which frightened the gentlemen and scared, for fear of provoking another whip.

Now they can see that this Mr. Li really doesn't care about their identities at all. What prince, what prince, after that, in his eyes is all garbage, he can smoke if he wants, and scold when he wants.

But they didn't dare to resist, because Mr. Li's identity was not simple, after he was the first hero of the Tang Dynasty, the grandson of the British duke, he was abused and had no place to sue.

"Who wrote this review? What do you call me oo your xx? Li Qinzai threw a review on the table and said angrily: "Who dares to fool me? ”

The youngest Shangguan Kun'er stood up and said with a sad face: "Sir, it was written by a disciple, and the disciple doesn't know much of it, and he doesn't know many words......

Li Qinzai's face suddenly softened, and said, "Oh, it's excusable, don't take it as an example." ”

Everyone suddenly cast strange glances at Shangguan Kun'er.

What's going on? Why can Shangguan Kun'er not be punished for writing a wrong review? Is it so unfair that people are being treated?

Li Qinzai saw everyone's reaction in his eyes and couldn't help but sneer secretly.

Shangguan Kun'er will be Buck'er's eldest brother in the future, so you can't be polite to him? You have a sister in your family who is married to my son, and I am also kind to you.

Fair? Don't expect fairness when you come to study with me.

What is the purpose of Lee's teaching?

It's not fair, it's not fair, it's still fucking unfair!

"I don't blame you for not being able to read, take it back, and work hard to read in the future," Li Qinzai said softly to Shangguan Kun'er: "I have time to bring a letter home, let your father and mother fight for some energy, have a lot of affection, and give birth to a noble daughter early." ”

Shangguan Kun'er nodded confusedly.

"You have to fight for yourself, no matter how bad you mix when you grow up in the future, you will resolutely not want the support of your family, especially your sister." Li Qinzai exhorted earnestly.

"Sir, the disciple has no sister." Shangguan Kun'er said cautiously.

"Yes, I have faith in your father."

…………

The sun is dim and the wind is cold.

At noon, Li Qinzai carried some pastries and took Li Sujie and other students to visit the village.

The wheat straw stacks that burned the farmers for the winter are not something that can be solved by a single meal, and the attitude that should be taken out.

He led the students to go door-to-door to apologize, give pastries, and promised to gather dry firewood for the winter before the snow fell.

Li Sujie, the princes and gentlemen, frowned one by one, and once again sincerely apologized to the villagers, which made the farmers at a loss and returned the gifts again and again.

After spending an afternoon, the apology was finally completed, Li Sujie and the others were noble, and they were half-grown children, so the dealers naturally didn't dare to care more.

After apologizing, Li Qinzai waved his hand to let Li Sujie and the others get out, and he stayed at the Zhuanghu's house to have a meal by the way.

The farmers of Ganjingzhuang have a good impression of Li Qinzai.

Although he is also a child of the national family, he is very considerate to the villagers, and never pays attention to the status of the villagers, has no discrimination against the villagers, and his words and deeds are no different from the villagers.

When you are tired of standing, you squat on the ground, wipe your clothes and throw them in your mouth when you eat, which is particularly down-to-earth.

There is nothing that the dealers don't like about such a master.

Staying at the farmer's house to eat, Li Qinzai didn't feel embarrassed, he was very familiar with the villagers these days, especially the old farmer of this family, the last time they squatted together on the ridge to talk about the widow in the village, and they had a deep friendship.

Lao Zhuang's surname is Wei, he was also a government soldier when he was young, followed Li Tao to fight in the south and the north for many years, I heard that he also mixed into the team, and then he was disarmed and returned to the field when he was old, and the government gave him more than a dozen acres of Yongye field according to his military merits.

Lao Wei's granddaughter has a good relationship with Qiao'er, and the girl who pushed each other on the swing in the backyard last time was Lao Wei's granddaughter.

Dinner at the farmer's house was simple, with a few pancakes, a bowl of noodles, and a plate of pickled pickles. For the farmer's family, this is already very rich, thanks to this year's bumper harvest.

Li Qinzai ate very happily, the pickles were particularly delicious, and there was a taste of the world when wrapped in pancakes, like a pancake stall on the street in the previous life.

Lao Wei smiled and watched Li Qinzai gobble up, and smiled from time to time: "Eat slowly, there is still at home, Wu Shaolang's meal is good, but his body is a little shriveled, eat more and practice more, and in the future, he will go into battle with your grandfather to kill the enemy, and it can be regarded as a succession." ”

Li Qinzai didn't raise his head and said: "I am a cultural person, I only come up with ideas, and it is not my turn to kill the enemy." ”

Lao Wei sighed and said: "What's the point of coming up with an idea, the athletes of the Tang Dynasty are to make military merits on the battlefield, and the merits of killing with a knife and a halberd are real, and no one dares to talk about it." ”

Li Qinzai smiled and said: "The division of labor is different, the person who comes up with the idea is also very important, and the people behind are strategizing, so that the soldiers can have fewer casualties in the front." ”

Lao Wei sighed: "That's right, I'm a rough person, I don't understand the big truth, I followed the general to conquer the Turks, General Li Jing attacked the moraine, your grandfather was out of the clouds, the captain roared, and we rushed up." ”

"The brain is hotly blooded, and I don't care about anything, and the knife is bloody on the battlefield, and I don't feel pain when the knife is slashed on the body, and I only think about killing the enemy in front of me and counting the ball......"

The cloudy old eyes flickered, and the sparkling sparkle was like a fragment of memory, used to decorate the ordinariness of the rest of his life.

Li Qinzai said with a smile: "Now that the Turks have been wiped out, the world is peaceful, and you can retire leisurely." ”

Lao Wei also smiled: "That is, the peaceful days are killed by swords, although I didn't make any great contributions back then, and now I am old and old, I don't feel sorry at all, I used to work hard for this peaceful day, haha." ”

Li Qinzai's expression gradually became solemn, and he had a sense of respect for Lao Wei.

Yes, Lao Wei is very ordinary, as ordinary as tens of millions of veterans who have returned to the field, but he has worked hard, not only for himself.

The moment the enemy's knife slashed at him, this country, this land, owed him a heavy favor.

The atmosphere was inexplicably a little dignified, and after a long time, Li Qinzai suddenly smiled and said, "The pickles are good, Wei Lao, can you get me some more?" ”

Lao Wei laughed and got up: "Even if you have eyesight, the pickles pickled by my Lao Wei are very greedy for adults and children in our Zhuangzi." ”

Saying that, Lao Wei squeezed his eyes: "If there is a secret recipe, the son will not be passed on to the daughter." ”

Li Qinzai also squeezed his eyes: "The widow in the village asked you for a secret recipe, do you give it?" ”

"Give! I'll give me a sleep with me! ”

…………

There is a litter of students in the courtyard, this group of guys is suitable for free-range breeding, anyway, Li Qinzai doesn't care much.

In the evening, I made up some random questions, wrote a few lines of elementary or junior high school level textbooks, and threw them to Li Sujie early the next morning, and Li Qinzai turned around and left.

How much can you learn, whether you can learn it or not, Li Qinzai doesn't care, if you can't learn it, it's stupid, there is no other reason.

The gentlemen gradually became accustomed to Li Qinzai's teaching methods, and every time they received the textbook from Li Qinzai's hands, Li Sujie's expression was always very holy, as if he was holding an offering to the gods.

The textbooks were carefully brought to class, then copied and circulated to the gentlemen, and the original handwritten by Li Qinzai was carefully stored by Li Sujie.

This group of guys is not a good person, but their attitude towards learning really makes Li Qinzai feel gratified.

In the front yard, Li Qinzai, who was basking in the sun, was disturbed again.

Liu Ah Si walked over with an ugly face and said, "Fifth Young Lang, that guy still refuses to speak......

Li Qinzai was stunned: "Which guy?" ”

"The one who was injured the day before yesterday, the person was saved, but he was like a dumb man, he didn't say a word, and the villain wondered if he had his tongue cut."

Li Qinzai was shocked: "Hasn't that guy been sent to the official yet?" I don't know each other, what are you doing with him? ”

Liu Asi said with a guilty face: "The villain originally planned to pry his mouth open and ask him about his origin, and it is good to have an explanation when someone comes from the government, after all, the people of our government must have a beginning and an end in doing things." ”

"There's no need, the people in the Guogong Mansion are not interested in trying the case, so they will leave it to the people of the county government to do it." Li Qinzai waved his hand: "You picked up a stray dog on the side of the road that was dying, and trying your best to save it is already a good deed, do you still want to investigate what kind of bloodline it is?" ”

"Not really, but that guy ......"

"That guy is a stray dog that was rescued, it's good that he didn't die, you don't have to worry about the rest, the government will find out."

Liu Asi scratched his head, Wu Shaolang's words did make sense, but the truth was always so ugly......

"Yes, the villain will send people to the Weinan County Ya and ask them to send messengers to take people away."

Li Qinzai said with a smile: "Go quickly, don't forget to brag about me with the people of the county government by the way, after all, this ...... Well, I rescued this guy. ”

"The five young men of the British government are brave and brave, chivalrous and courageous, and save a life in the cold weather, the county government should send me a pennant anyway."

Liu Ah Si clenched his fists and took the order, but he didn't hear Wu Shaolang's last words.

After following Li Qinzai for a long time, Liu Ah Si gradually got to know the young master, and knew that the young master sometimes couldn't take what he said seriously, because he knew that he was talking nonsense, and whoever took it seriously would lose.

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