A child's education is a big issue, both past and present.

In these years, the children are relatively happy, there are not so many disciplines, and there are no interest classes, improvement classes, and training classes that have sprung up.

More than a thousand years later, children are more tired than adults, and they don't know what kind of talents this messy cramming education method has cultivated for their families and countries.

Childhood, adolescence, adulthood, since I can remember, at every stage of life, I can hardly find the happiness I deserve, but I have learned a lot of skills, but my character has collapsed.

Li Qinzai didn't want his son to become like this, so he never put pressure on Buck's son to study. He hopes that Buckwheat will have a carefree childhood, and when he grows up, he will know that a good childhood memory can heal all the pains in his life.

Before leaving Chang'an, Li Qinzai didn't give him much homework, and if he was a little diligent, he could complete it in about three or five days, and in addition to that, he practiced calligraphy.

There is no negotiation for practicing words, words are a person's façade signboard, and if you don't learn it when you grow up, the words you write must be good-looking.

Buckwheat took the homework, Li Qinzai checked it with a majestic expression, and his sharp gaze wandered between him and his homework from time to time, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through the fog of life and go straight to the essence of things.

Buckwheat was frightened by his majestic eyes, her small body trembled, her face was terrified, and she blinked quickly.

Seeing his weak look, Li Qinzai became more and more sure that he had a ghost in his heart, so his expression became gloomy.

Under the strong psychological pressure, Buckwheat finally couldn't help but say: "Dad, the child is wrong......

"What are you doing wrong?"

"The homework that my father explained before leaving, the child secretly tore off more than a dozen pages......"

"Why did you tear up your homework?"

"Because children want to be lazy."

Li Qinzai was shocked: "Is it so reasonable?" ”

Buckwheat said aggrievedly: "The child is just telling the truth. ”

Li Qinzai said quietly: "In addition to tearing up your homework, what other bad things have you done, in fact, I know everything, give you a chance to explain honestly, I want to see your attitude for my father." ”

Buckwheat was frightened again, and said honestly: "The child lit the cannon and threw it into the stable in the house, and the horse was so frightened that he almost tore the stable." ”

Li Qinzai's eyebrows jumped: "What else?" ”

"The child played with fire in his great-grandfather's study and burned dozens of books......"

"What else?"

"The child kindly fed the dog in the house, and the dog vomited all afternoon and almost died......"

Li Qinzai smiled and took a deep breath, and kept comforting himself, it doesn't matter, biological, biological, whatever you want......

Back then, he was not a good thing, he was notorious in Chang'an, and now he has no face to pretend to be righteous and awe-inspiring to educate his children, and he lacks confidence.

"Anything else? Let's finish it in one go. Li Qinzai sighed weakly.

Buckwheat said cautiously: "I'm afraid I can't finish talking in one breath......"

"At a young age, you actually achieved the achievement of 'Running Out of Bamboo and Difficult to Book', you are amazing!" Li Qinzai praised.

"Dad, are you really praising the child?"

Li Qinzai smiled hard: "You have caused so many troubles, if I still praise you, you will not take off?" Find a solid wall, stand facing the wall, and stand for an hour. ”

Buckwheat also felt that it was a loss, and turned around to face the wall obediently.

Li Qinzai rubbed his forehead, he hadn't seen him for a few months, his son had become the scourge of the Guogong Mansion, and when he grew up, would he be a notorious gentleman?

What's more serious is that there is a group of classmates in this product, either the prince or the children of various powerful families, all of whom treat him as a treasure in the palm of their hands, and they are stronger than his father when he grows up.

"After the punishment station, copy the Tao Te Ching ten times! Be a moral person in the future! Li Qinzai shouted at the back of Qiao'er.

Five Generations of Rivers, Mountains and Moons

Buckwheat was frightened, and she couldn't figure out what the "Tao Te Ching" had to do with morality, but she still obediently sighed.

…………

Li Qinzai was marquis of Jin County yesterday, and today's news has spread all over Chang'an City.

As Li Zhi expected, many old ministers and imperial historians expressed opposition.

At the age of more than 20, he is the grandson of the British Gong, his family background is illustrious, he is good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and no matter how great his contribution is, with Li Qinzai's qualifications, he should not be named a county marquis at such a young age.

The tree is in full swing.

How can the marquis be joking, the Son of Heaven is too nonsense, even if you favor Li Qinzai again, you can't give the title away as a cabbage, Li Qinzai is fed, and we are still staring at it.

Many courtiers have survived all their lives, and they have not been able to get half a knighthood in the coffin, Li Qinzai is good, and he can easily be made a marquis in his twenties, which is too unfair, so that those old ministers who have worked hard in the court are embarrassed?

So the ministers jointly issued an admonition and asked the Son of Heaven to take back his fate.

The snowflakes flew into the Taiji Palace, and Shangshu Province had already obtained Li Zhi's secret decree, and the right minister Xu Jingzong withheld the admonition.

At the same time, Chang'an City suddenly spread the deeds of Li Qinzai's envoy.

From being assassinated halfway, to intercepting and killing the Tibetan mission in retaliation, from forcing the two countries to sign an alliance, to entering the Tibetan camp alone, fighting against Lu Dongzan, from rescuing the people of Shanzhou to being besieged by Tibet......

One by one, one by one, people pass on ten, ten pass on hundreds, and the more they talk, the more they are divine.

In the end, Li Qinzai's image rose higher and higher, comparable to Zhang Yi and Su Wu, and the Tang Dynasty was fortunate to have Li Qinzai as an envoy and single-handedly incorporated Tuyuhun into the territory.

All the rumors are finally telling a fact, is it too much to be a feudal marquis?

Looking at the Tang Dynasty and the people, except for Li Qinzai, who else can make this envoy so perfect, just one envoy, for the Tang Dynasty to earn the vast land of Tuyuhun that the emperors of the past dynasties have never forgotten since the Sui Dynasty.

Whoever can do it, he can also be a marquis.

The facts were in front of him, and the voices of the impeachment and admonishment in the court suddenly became much quieter.

Most courtiers want face after all, what they can't do by themselves, others have done it, it's understandable that their hearts are a little sour, but to say that this is the fate of the Son of Heaven, no one is embarrassed to comment like this.

Li Qinzai is a marquis, and he has his ability and capital.

At noon, a wave of guests came to the Guogong Mansion to congratulate Li Qinzai on his enthronement.

Many guests Li Qinzai didn't know each other at all, but he still politely entertained them, and after greetings, the guests said goodbye, and then came again......

Li Qinzai really felt tired, and if he continued to receive him like this, he was afraid that he couldn't help but collect tips, and he was a new county marquis, and he acted like a male public relations.

A truly high-quality guest should be like Zi Nu, silently leaving the money and leaving without saying a word, without even saying a word of goodbye.