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Chapter 409: Leisure and anecdote in the academy

The teacher who studied the courses in Zongheng is Wei Shuyu. Judging from the textbooks he summarized, it is exactly like Kong Yingda and others. The meaning of reading the book hundreds of times is revealed, and it is completely a Confucian teaching method.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to learn from Li Fangchen, but that he really doesn’t have that ability.

After struggling for a long time, I had no choice but to do it according to the traditional teaching method.

Medical courses are simple, and Sun Simiao teaches all the basic knowledge.

For example, what is the easiest way to judge whether a person is healthy or the best way to deal with someone after he is injured.

As a medical class with the least class hours and once every two weeks, Sun Simiao completely regarded it as the retirement life arranged by Li Fangchen for him.

Since moving into the teacher's apartment, Sun Simiao's first thing was to arrange for someone to find herbs for him to decorate the house.

Well, herbs decorate the house!

Li Fangchen was shocked after hearing this. Is this considered to be addicted to medical science and unable to extricate himself?

And! Li Chunfeng, can we talk well?

Can you stop practicing elixirs in your house and what if it explodes?

Since seeing them, Li Fangchen always felt dazed because his alternative teaching method was nothing in front of Sun Simiao and Li Chunfeng.

One brought the students to detoxify the chickens and ducks, and the other took the students to refine the alchemy. Are you afraid?

The only thing that can make him feel at ease may be the new representative of the Mo family, Yan Zhen.

The Mo family was dug out, and there was nowhere to escape under the dense search.

When the contemporary Mohist genius met Eleven, he was surprised to see the Eleventh Emperor and confirmed that His Highness the King of Qin was determined to revive Mo Feng.

But he had no choice but to suspect that he had been forced to go to Liangshan. If he did not follow, would the King of Qin eliminate it to prevent future troubles?

What Li Fangchen wanted was not the old ideas of the Mohist school. What he wanted was to transform the Mohist school's thoughts into the Tang Dynasty, integrate them into the nation, and integrate them into their flesh and blood.

When dealing with the Tang people, he was not aggression and love, but when dealing with the enemy chiefs, he was decisive in killing!

Yan Zhen came to Lingnan under the order of the giant son.

At first, I was a little worried, but my subsequent conversation with His Highness Qin King completely dispelled Yan Zhen's concerns.

His Highness the King of Qin is worthy of being a talented person who is sung by the world. His words reveal the meaning of loving talent to Yan Zhen.

After detailed explanation from His Highness the King of Qin, Yan Zhen finally understood his "mission".

Teaching and educating people!

There are 80 students in this institution, most of whom are noble families.

Yan Zhen didn't expect it. He was a little nervous during the first day of class, but when he saw that these students' eyes were full of desire for knowledge, he was deeply moved.

In fact, anyone with discerning eyes is very clear about the decline of the Mohist school, because his thoughts are not applicable to those in power.

Yan Zhen discussed this with Li Fangchen. After all, if he really wants to teach him, he can't be heartless, right?

Those are all things from the Mo family, so you can hand them over wherever you can do it.

Li Fangchen's meaning is also very simple. What I want is the reputation of your Mo family. As for what I teach, I will not interfere, as long as I don't ruin your Mo family's reputation.

After thinking about it over and over again, Yan Zhen's face was filled with a bitter smile. Fame sometimes really kills people.

A week passed, and the students had a list in their minds.

The first place on the list is the agricultural course taught by His Highness Qin.

Below is a military literati class, and most of these eighty people are eager to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

The most unpopular class is considered to be... Confucianism!

Although Confucianism promotes learning, it is the most complicated to learn. There is no reason to memorize it all day long except rote memorization.

Even Master Sun’s medical classes are much more interesting than Confucian classes.

What they like most on weekdays may be to order a chicken pot, and three or five friends gather together to enjoy it, and then discuss the knowledge taught by the gentlemen in class.

Well, chicken pot.

Considering the current market, pork is too expensive, Li Fangchen had to ask someone to choose the main course again, and the braised pork turned into a chicken pot.

I ate three times a day, and I ate it for half a month.

Even Li Fangchen admired these guys. He seemed to be unable to eat enough from Mr. Master or student mates.

"Second brother, go! I'll treat you to dinner!"

In front of the window, Li Tai appeared at some point.

Li Fangchen put down the lesson plan and sighed, "It's not a chicken pot again, right?"

Li Tai smiled and compared Li Fangchen with a thumbs up.

"If you don't go, the sweet potato seedlings have been delivered. I have to go and observe them."

It has been more than six months since the search for sweet potato seedlings, to the completion of the school, and the admission of students has been enrolled.

Before winter began, Li Fangchen arranged for someone to build a greenhouse, and these fifteen cylinders were treated completely by VIPs.

Not only did they enjoy the day and night care of the twenty-man patrol team, but they also kept warm in the winter.

It was not too troublesome to take a carriage from the fishing village to the school, but in order to prevent the sweet potato from freezing to death, Li Fangchen arranged for them to surround them with at least five or six layers of quilts.

I found a house alone, but the greenhouse in the school has not yet been built.

But this is no longer important. Calculate the time, sweet potatoes should grow, so Li Fangchen sent someone to send them to the school.

Don’t miss the “harvest” time, after all, it’s easy to get in but not out of the school!

Inside the house, Wang Xuan'er cooked ginger tea for Li Fangchen to drive away the cold.

This ghost weather has not yet turned into spring, and it is really cold.

"Second sister-in-law!"

Li Tai followed him all the way and snatched Li Fangchen's ginger tea, but he didn't look guilty on his face.

Wang Xuan'er never looked displeased. After all, the relationship between King Wei and King Qin is here. Her second sister-in-law has already treated Li Tai as her brother, so she hurriedly ordered someone to prepare another cup.

"Stop busy, I don't like drinking this thing."

Regarding Li Fangchen's complaint, Wang Xuan'er could not see any disappointment on her face, but instead advised: "What's wrong with drinking some ginger tea in the cold weather? "

"Okay, okay, but the problem is that I can't get used to the ginger smell!"

Wang Xuan'er hurriedly sent someone to reboil it, and told her not to add ginger.

"Hehe, it's just cheaper for me."

Li Fangchen doesn’t like it, but Li Tai likes it!

Now the three of them live in a villa with servants serving each other and each has a room, so there is no need to worry about any misunderstandings.

Because Wang Xuan'er is the future princess, it is not too much to live in.

As for Li Tai, he didn't even go there if he had a place to live, so he just kept it next to Li Fangchen, eating, drinking and living in the house.

Li Fangchen didn't mind very much. Isn't it right for his family to live in the same place?

When he came to the sweet potato jars, Li Fangchen felt a little nervous and pulled Li Tai and asked, "You said, how can we dig out this thing?"

Li Tai was stunned, "Second brother, ask me?"

Haven't you been doing this since the beginning? Why did you ask me about it?

Li Fangchen also knew that he asked for nothing, but this nervousness didn't mean it was gone.

Holding the roots and stems of the sweet potato seedlings with both hands, pulling them up hard, and the other party did not move at all.

Li Fangchen couldn't help but say in surprise: "It seems that there are quite a lot!"

"What a lot?" Li Tai and Wang Xuan'er still don't understand what Li Fangchen is going to do.

Is there any difference between the plants on this island?
Chapter completed!
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