Guozijian, Mengxue class.

"Kids, today we're in an instrumental lesson, you see there are a lot of instruments here, do you know those instruments?" Tang Ling pointed to the neatly arranged musical instruments on the table and said softly.

The children looked at the instruments on the table and looked at them curiously.

"It's a flute!" A child pointed to the flute and said with a milky whirl.

Tang Ling smiled slightly: "Is this a Xiao? Do you know how to blow it?"

The child was stunned, and there was an innocent smile on his face: "I don't know." He shook his head.

"It looks like it's upright!" A child raises his hand.

"How about we try to blow it vertically?" Tang Ling gently guided the children to feel intuitively.

The children happily shouted in unison, "Yes!"

The voice fell.

Tang Ling organized the children to experience the "Xiao" first-hand.

Tang Ling also picked up the "flute" and tried it with the children.

The children tried to blow vertically, but they couldn't make a sound.

"Mr. Tang, it won't blow." One of the children put the "flute" down, and his little face collapsed.

"Then do you want to try it sideways?" Tang Ling smiled slightly.

"Okay." The child pouted, took the "flute" and tried again.

"Huh! There's a voice!" The child's eyes lit up.

"So it's not a flute, it can't be blown vertically." Tang Ling touched the child's head.

"I see! It's a flute! The flute is played horizontally!" One of the children raised his hand and spoke excitedly.

Tang Ling nodded, "Yes, this is the flute. Then how about we let Mr. Huo play a flute and a flute for us?"

As he spoke, Tang Ling looked at Huo Zhou who was on the side.

"Good!" The children's milk whirred in unison.

Tang Ling handed the flute and flute to Huo Zhou.

Huo Zhou took the flute and blew a song "Looking at the Moon", the sound of the flute was low and long, which made people feel quiet.

The timbre of the flute is clearer.

Intuitively feeling the difference between the flute and the flute, Tang Ling took the children to know the other musical instruments again.

The atmosphere in the classroom is very free, and the children and gentlemen are communicating with each other on an equal footing, and the gentlemen do not look at the children seriously and harshly.

The atmosphere seemed very harmonious.

But the other Mr. Guozijian who looked at the school outside had different opinions and opinions.

Tang Ling and Huo Zhou taught like this, which was completely different from their previous teaching methods.

"This Tang Shibao and Mr. Huo, how can they teach like this? These children are walking around the school hall and playing around with the gentlemen, what a decent!" A gentleman said disgustedly.

"Who's to say that gentlemen and children can't get along?" Wang Sheng spoke for Huo Zhou and Tang Ling.

"Together, where is the prestige of the sir? Where is the prestige?" Mr. Whitebeard was furious.

"These children did not disrespect Mr. Tong and Mr. Huo, they communicated and talked on an equal footing, which is a good thing. Isn't it good that the gentleman is serious when he should be serious and relaxed when he should be relaxed?" Wang Sheng asked a rhetorical question, word by word, full of confidence.

"Wang Xuelu! Why is it that after you go to teach in the Mongolian class, you are like a different person? That's not how you taught before!" I thought that the gentleman was puzzled.

"It was only after the class that I learned that the relationship between students and teachers can be like this. Moreover, after teaching in this way, those children will not be as afraid of you as before, but will be more willing to talk to you. Isn't that a bad relationship?" Wang Sheng asked in a deep voice.

Several gentlemen were asked by Wang Sheng, and they didn't know how to answer.

"Humph! With such a reversal of teaching, the old man wants to see how long this Mongolian school class can be opened." Mr. Whitebeard stopped arguing with Wang Sheng, and turned to leave.

"What are you doing here?" Chen Wangzhi walked over and spoke solemnly.

Several gentlemen who were watching the teaching outside the Mengxue class saw Chen Wangzhi come and respectfully saluted Chen Wangzhi, and then left the outside of the Mengxue class.

"Supervisor Chen." Wang Sheng also saluted Chen Wangzhi.

Chen Wangzhi said "um", then he looked at Tang Ling and Huo Zhou in the Mengxue class, and asked, "What are Tang Shibao and Mr. Huo teaching today?"

"Today, Master Tong is teaching the children how to play musical instruments." Wang Sheng replied with his head down.

"Why don't you teach in there?" Chen Wangzhi looked at Wang Sheng at this time.

"Tang Shibao said, let me pay attention to the children's physical condition outside, and if there are unwell children, I am going in." Wang Sheng replied.

Chen Wangzhi listened and thought in his heart: What is Tang Ling thinking?

Wang Sheng raised his head slightly, and saw that Chen Wangzhi was just quietly looking at the situation in the Mengxue class, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and he asked in a low voice, "Supervisor Chen, do you have any opinions on the teaching of Master Tang and Mr. Huo?"

"What's the opinion?" Chen Wangzhi glanced sideways and looked at Wang Sheng curiously.

Wang Sheng hesitated for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "Those gentlemen who passed by just now have a lot of complaints about the teaching of Tang Shibao and Mr. Huo, Supervisor Chen, you have been teaching in Guozijian for so long, don't you have any opinions on the teaching of Tang Shibao and Mr. Huo?"

Chen Wangzhi looked at Wang Sheng, and his eyes suddenly became a little more playful.

"Wang Xuelu, it seems that he has changed a person." Chen Wangzhi looked at Wang Sheng and slowly spoke.

Wang Sheng was stunned: "Supervisor Chen said that I haven't changed."

"Didn't you?" Chen Wangzhi smiled playfully, "The previous Wang Xuelu was the same as the gentlemen you just mentioned, they were both disgusted and disdainful of these new teaching methods, and they were persuaded by Tang Shibao's teaching philosophy after only going to the Mengxue class for about half a month?"

When Wang Sheng heard this, he didn't believe that the person Chen Wangzhi said was himself, and said a little embarrassedly, "Is it?"

Chen Wangzhi smiled and continued, "Didn't you just ask the old man why he didn't have any opinions on Tang Shibao's teaching methods. Because the old man also thinks that there is nothing wrong with Tang Shibao's teaching, but it is a little different from our previous education."

Wang Sheng listened quietly.

Chen Wangzhi looked at Tang Ling and Huo Zhou in the Mengxue class, and slowly continued: "Moreover, the old man also wants to see how far Tang Shibao can go to this Mengxue class, and how far he can promote this Mengxue."

When Wang Sheng heard this, his eyes flickered slightly.

"It turns out that Supervisor Chen has always supported Tang Shibao to open this Mongolian class." Wang Sheng looked at Chen Wangzhi in surprise.

Chen Wangzhi arrogantly denied: "The old man didn't say that he supported Tang Shibao to open a Mongolian class."

Wang Sheng smiled when he heard this, and Supervisor Chen was still so duplicitous.

"Wang Xuelu, since you have decided to teach in the Mengxue class, you will teach well, and maybe you will have to help Tang Shibao to promote Mengxue in the future." Chen Wangzhi put his hands behind his back, leisurely.

"Okay." Wang Sheng nodded.

"Later, Master Tang will finish the class, and let her come to the old man." Chen Wangzhi said that, and turned around and left leisurely.

"Yes." Wang Sheng saw Chen Wangzhi leave.

Looking at Chen Wangzhi's back, Wang Sheng felt more and more that his choice to come to Mengxue was a correct decision!

On this side, Tang Ling's teaching is still going on in an orderly manner.

"That's all for our class today, the children follow Wang Xuelu and Mr. Huo to the back garden to relax." Tang Ling said softly.

"Wang Xuelu." Tang Ling turned his head and looked at Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng walked in, "Tang Shibao, just now Supervisor Chen said that you should go to him after class."

Wang Sheng looked at Tang Ling and repeated Chen Wangzhi's words.

"Supervisor Chen looking for me?" Tang Ling was puzzled, why did Supervisor Chen look for himself twice in three days?

I don't know, what happened this time.

"Okay, I'll go over." Tang Ling handed over the children to Wang Sheng and Huo Zhou.

Walking to Chen Wangzhi's study, Tang Ling took a deep breath.

Cautiously, Tang Ling knocked on the door.

"Tuk-tuk—"

Crisp sound.

"Enter." Chen Wangzhi's voice came through the wooden door.

Tang Ling pushed the door in, and Chen Wangzhi seemed to be reading some paperwork.

"Supervisor Chen, what are you looking for me?" Tang Ling asked.

"It's almost the end of the year." Chen Wangzhi said.

"Hmm." Tang Ling agreed.

"This year, the gentlemen of Guozijian are here every month for their assessments." Chen Wangzhi seemed to be saying to himself, as if he was saying to Tang Ling.

Tang Ling didn't understand why Chen Wangzhi wanted to tell her this.

"Master Tang has been in the country for more than a month, right?" Chen Wangzhi looked up at Tang Ling at this time.

Tang Ling nodded: "Yes, today is exactly one month."

"Master Tang knows that at the end of each year, Guozijian will nominate a person to the imperial court." Chen Wangzhi stared at Tang Ling quietly.

Tang Ling shook his head blankly, "I don't know."

Chen Wangzhi smiled lightly: "It's normal for Master Tang to not know. In fact, it is said that a person is recommended to the imperial court, and in short, this person is promoted."

When Tang Ling heard this, he didn't understand what Chen Wangzhi meant.

Chen Wangzhi looked at Tang Ling intently, "Tang Shibao, you've been this six-rank official for almost a year, right?"

Tang Ling suddenly panicked for no reason, "Yes, it's only been a year since the beginning of spring."

"Tang Shibao now belongs to the people of my country's sub-prison, has Tang Shibao ever thought about being promoted?" Chen Wangzhi's eyes looked at Tang Ling deeply.

Tang Ling shook his head, "No..."

"However, if Tang Shibao is not promoted, how can he go to court? How can you display your ideals and ambitions for the promotion of Mongolian studies in front of Your Majesty?" Chen Wangzhi said it very directly.

There was horror in Tang Ling's eyes, "Supervisor Chen, what do you mean by this..."

"Tang Shibao, the quota for this nomination is determined by the official." Chen Wangzhi hinted at Tang Ling.

Tang Ling didn't dare to think that such a pie would fall on his head?

"Tang Shibao, this recommended place, this official can give you." Chen Wangzhi looked straight at Tang Ling and said in a deep voice.

As soon as these words came out, Tang Ling was stunned, very frightened, and refused again and again: "Supervisor Chen, I have only been in Guozijian for a month, and I really can't afford this quota."

"Master Tang, there is only one chance, if you miss it this time. I don't know when the next promotion will be the Year of the Monkey, and I don't know when your ideals and revenge will be realized." Chen Wangzhi put it very bluntly.

Tang Ling was very firm in his heart: "Supervisor Chen, I know that the path I have chosen is not easy to follow. But I can't take such shortcuts, it's too unfair to the other gentlemen in the prison, and I'm going to be upset and ashamed."

Chen Wangzhi looked at Tang Ling's firm eyes, and was relieved: he really didn't see the wrong person, and he was able to withstand the temptation, which is good.

"Since Tang Shibao doesn't want this opportunity, the old man has no choice but to choose someone else." Chen Wangzhi lowered his head and looked at the list in his hand.

"I believe that the person elected by Supervisor Chen must have both ability and political integrity, and he is an example for the gentlemen in the Guozijian." Tang Ling agreed.

"That's nature." Chen Wangzhi replied.

"Supervisor Chen, if you don't have anything else to do, I'll step down first." Tang Ling said.

Chen Wangzhi waved his hand.

Tang Ling bowed and left, her heart was still beating "suddenly".

Is there really a pie in the sky?

She was afraid that this pie would smash her unconscious, so let's go step by step steadily!

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