In the days when Li Qinzai was sent to the northwest, the little bastards in Ganjingzhuang School were basically free-range.

Li Jingxuan took over the daily work of the school, but after all, he lost a little majesty.

Although Li Jingxuan was born in Hongwen Pavilion, he was not treated by Li Zhi, and the little conspiracy and trickery he engaged in when he first came to the school was not a student's heart.

After Li Qinzai left, Li Jingxuan couldn't control the school, the little bastards were all the descendants of the powerful families, how could a small Hongwenguan bachelor be able to suppress them?

In the school, the only thing the little bastards were afraid of and respected, only Li Qinzai was alone, and as soon as he left, the bastards suddenly turned upside down.

In addition, Ganjingzhuang Pheasant School is different from other academies, it specializes in teaching science, and Li Jingxuan's full stomach does not play much role in the school.

So Li Jingxuan had no choice but to decide to take a holiday early and send the children of the powerful back to Chang'an.

After Li Qinzai returned to Chang'an, there were many entertainments, and Li Sujie and other disciples did not dare to disturb them, and they did not come to the door to congratulate until today.

Of course, the disciple is very happy when he visits, and even if he is not happy, for the sake of the gift, he must force a happy face.

Compared with Li Qinzai's social smile, Li Sujie and other disciples were very excited.

Although Mr. Li Qinzai was very fierce when he was in the school, he often punished and whipped him, and he was moody, and his mouth was also very poisonous.

Counting them up, there are a lot of shortcomings, but for some reason, the disciples are getting closer and closer to Li Qinzai, and this closeness even makes them feel ashamed, and they are always reflecting on whether they are cheap.

And Li Jingxuan is such a gentle and friendly person, who wears a warm smile every day, and never corporal punishment of students, the strange thing is that Li Sujie and others can't get close to him, no matter how Li Jingxuan shows goodwill, the students finally have a little alienation from him.

When I entered the house, it was very warm, there was a charcoal fire in the middle, a chimney went straight to the roof, and there was a pot of hot water sitting on the stove, and there was a little charcoal on the ground.

The picture is very down-to-earth, and it looks particularly in line with the image of a hard-working, selfless and silently dedicated poor teacher.

It's a pity that the truth is cruel, this down-to-earth teacher is not poor at all, he is so rich that he is bubbling out of the oil, and he cares whether the students bring gifts when they come to the door......

Li Sujie and the others looked around curiously when they entered the house, and then congratulated Li Qinzai again on his promotion to the county marquis, and finally asked about Li Qinzai's experience in envoying to the northwest.

Li Qinzai's account is very concise, and it can be summed up in one sentence, "Trekking, arriving, negotiating, not negotiating, fighting, talking again, talking about falling apart, continue to fight, win, bring it to you." ”

After summarizing one sentence, Li Sujie and the others were dumbfounded, and they were all stunned by Li Qinzai's outrageously concise statement.

So many of us are in a pose, just waiting to praise you fiercely, you have to say a few more words, otherwise you don't know where to praise you.

"That's it?" Li Sujie subconsciously blurted out.

Li Qinzai narrowed his eyes, and his gaze was very unkind: "Are you despising me?" Boy, the wings are stiff? ”

Li Sujie was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "No, no, Mr. misunderstood, what the disciple means is that you said it too concisely, and the disciple can't feel the heroism of Mr. Prancing Horse and Killing the enemy for the Tang Dynasty from just a few words." ”

Li Qinzai smiled: "It doesn't matter if the wings are stiff, there is a gentleman, I promise to turn you into angels with broken wings within three days, I haven't seen you for too long, I think you all miss the feeling of being whipped by Mr......"

All the disciples looked frightened and shook their heads together, indicating that they did not.

"After I went to the northwest, how was the school? Has anyone ever been killed? ”

The disciples continued to shake their heads.

"What about Li Jingxuan? After giving you a holiday, didn't you assign a lot of homework? ”

The disciples turned miserable and still shook their heads.

Li Qinzai sighed: "The students don't assign homework during the holidays, Li Jingxuan is very incompetent, but it's better to come early than to come by chance, since you are all here today, you might as well take your homework away when you go back." ”

"After the first month, the school starts, I have to check the homework one by one, if anyone doesn't do it, hehe......"

All the disciples showed expressions of remorse in unison.

I shouldn't have come today, and I strayed into the tiger's den in Longtan.

In the mournful crowd, Qi Bizhen suddenly asked, "Sir, if a disciple doesn't do his homework, how many whips will he receive?" ”

"One hundred."

Qi Bizhen snapped his fingers and estimated, and suddenly smiled: "You can't kill me, haha, Mr. forgive the sin, the disciple will not do his homework, and when the school starts, Mr. will whip me a hundred times, and the disciple will admit the punishment." ”

Now Li Qinzai can't do it.

Is it so iron-headed? Would you rather have half a life less than do your homework?

The rest of the disciples wanted to talk and stopped, they also wanted to learn Qi Bizhen, but unfortunately they were not thick enough, and a hundred whips would have to gamble on life and death after all, so it was better to pinch their noses and do their homework.

So the disciples were heroically short of breath and sighed bitterly.

The teachers and students chatted for a while, and Li Qinzai hesitated for a moment, and said, "It is said that if you come to visit, I will let you get out of the way if I deal with you casually......

Disciples: "............"

Li Qinzai immediately smiled again: "However, for the sake of the gifts you have brought, I allow you to stay for a meal, after all, I don't want to hit the giver, and letting you have a meal is more in line with the principle of courtesy." ”

Li Sujie said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. for the meal." ”

While everyone was waiting, Li Qinzai ignored them and continued to go about his business.

Li Sujie and the others came up, and when they saw Li Qinzai using a file and a chisel to knock on a pile of precious wood, they couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is Mr. doing?" Is it some great novelty? ”

Li Qinzai said without raising his head: "Make some gadgets for your family." ”

Li Sujie was stunned for a long time and said softly: "This is the ...... Wooden beads? ”

Li Qinzai ignored him, chiseled more than ten red sandalwood beads and polished them smooth, then strung them with a red rope, and finally held it in the palm of his hand, rubbing it while turning.

The disciples became more and more stunned.

"What exactly are you doing, sir? It...... What's the point? Li Sujie asked in amazement.

Li Qinzai said with a smile: "The appearance of everything in the world is not necessarily meaningful, it can only be said to be a reasonable existence, just like you, you have never made an inch of merit for the Tang Dynasty in your life, you have not increased taxes for the treasury, and you have not sought well-being for the people......

"If the existence of people and things in the world must be meaningful, shouldn't you servants all jump into the well? But you guys are still brazen and living well, why? ”

Li Qinzai rubbed the beads in his hand and said seriously: "Because God is tolerant, he allows certain species to exist meaninglessly, you are useless, at least you can make dung." ”

Li Sujie and the other disciples couldn't help but burst into tears.

It's coming, it's coming. This damn familiar sense of oppression......

It was as if someone had coldly poured a mouthful of arsenic, and the blade-like words made life worse than death.

Mr. rolled back from the pile of dead people in Tuyuhun, and his demeanor was still the same, and he was still so pierced by thousands of arrows.

There is no mistake