Child Bride’s Peaches and Plums Are All Over the World

  Gu Jingyun took the children to eat and then go to class, from wheat to rice, from their growing environment to yield, to processing technology and food that can be made, and half of their delicacies are gone after these are finished.

Then everyone was thirsty, everyone took out the teapot from the book basket and poured water, the little fat man asked tangled: "Sir, will you tell us about tea? I didn't drink tea today, I did. It's white water."

   Gu Jingyun glanced at him and said, "Don't talk about tea, eat your dessert, let's enjoy the scenery after filling up."

  Gu Jingyun looked up into the distance, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You can see the entire academy and the entire North City from here. Come and tell me how many places you can recognize here?"

The children immediately turned their heads and looked condescendingly, and they found many places that they felt familiar, and immediately exclaimed: "Isn't that the Zhuangyuan Building? I saw the Zhuangyuan Building. Last month, my elder brother took me to the Zhuangyuan Building to eat. After dinner, the mandarin fish inside is delicious."

   "I know that mountain. It is Qingfeng where Huguo Temple is located. I didn't expect it to look like this from the mountain. It looks so small..."

   "Is that Deshengmen? It doesn't look like it at all. My mother and I went there to play during the Lantern Festival this year..."

  The younger disciples found that the scenery from the top of the mountain was very different from what they usually saw, and it was very novel.

  Gu Jingyun allowed them to discuss, except that they were not allowed to get close to the mountain, and there were also school guards from the school building watching.

  Li Baolu has been kneeling silently behind Gu Jingyun, and now she can't help but ask, "How did you teach them The Analects?"

   "Like my uncle, the children are very smart and don't need me to guide them all the time," Gu Jingyun smiled at her, "As long as they are interested in listening to the knowledge I teach, and they are not drowsy, then they can be considered as learned."

   "Am I going to witness the growth of a good teacher?"

   "All the teachers have taught an outstanding emperor to be proud, because the emperor rules the people, his ruling ideas may originate from his teachers, which is like planning a country by himself, very fulfilling."

   "Including you?"

Gu Jingyun nodded, "This is a very exciting thing, but the emperor often can't help himself, so I think there are many things that he may not be able to do alone. He needs to have the same ideals and ideas as him. courtiers and executors."

  Gu Jingyun looked at his disciples, who were lively and active like stubborn monkeys, "They are all the hope of the country. Only by practicing etiquette can we learn honor and disgrace, and after reading and literacy, we can learn etiquette. Let all children in Chu be able to read and read..."

  Gu Jingyun shook his head and smiled, and seemed to feel a little whimsical, "Then agriculture and commerce must be extremely developed, and the people must have enough to eat and clothe. Only because of food and clothing can you think of this."

"There will be a day," Li Baolu said softly: "Our ancestors were savages who drilled wood to make fire, but look at now," Li Baolu drew a circle with her hand and said, "We can make flint, plant, and make fire. Weaving and farming may be far away from the day you said, but we have been working hard for it, haven't we?"

"Sir, what are you talking about, Mistress?" The little fat man ran over excitedly, but his eyes were fixed on the beggar chickens in the book basket. Three of the seals had not been opened, and they must still be hot inside. There is a faint aroma floating in, and it seems to be delicious.

   "We're talking about when you can let farmers produce more than eight stones per mu of rice and seven stones of wheat."

   The little fat man was stunned, "Sir, didn't you just say that the Ministry of Housing records that the average yield of rice in Dachu is only three stones, and wheat is only two stones?"

   "That's right."

   The little fat man pouted and said, "Then your requirements are too high. You have to grow so much all of a sudden, and we are not farmers, and we don't know how to farm."

  Gu Jingyun looked at Li Baolu.

   Li Baolu teased him and said, "The people take food as their heaven. In the future, you are going to be a slaughter for an official, and you will be famous in the history. Is that to serve the people and solve their livelihood plan?"

   The little fat man tilted his head and said this three times, and nodded after confirming that there was no problem, "But I can't farm."

   "You can learn," Li Baolu looked into his eyes and said, "Do you know why it is difficult to increase the yield per mu of grain?"

   The little fat man shook his head.

"Because there are too few people who can farm and can read," Li Baolu sighed: "Farmers can farm, but few can read, and they seldom think deeply. If you can read, you can also think. , but you don’t know how to farm, so you don’t think about farming. After a failed harvest of grain, everyone blames either natural disasters or civil disasters. But natural disasters and civil disasters often occur, have you ever thought about how to keep the grain in the A good harvest before the natural disaster, or not? This requires you to be able to farm the land, and only after you can think about it, will you think of a solution."

  Little Fatty is still ignorant, "Why don't peasants know how to read and don't think deeply? And when we read, we can think deeply?"

   "It's not that you can't think deeply when you can read, and it's not that you can't think deeply if you don't know how to read, but..." Li Baolu thought about it and suddenly said to him, "After the drought, there will be a plague of locusts."

   "Are they locusts? Why? Don't they need to drink water?" The little fat man was obviously a stubborn one. Li Baolu suddenly changed the subject and he changed it, only following the last sentence.

  Li Baolu's mouth was slightly raised, "Because locusts like warm and dry weather, in such weather they reproduce very fast, grow rapidly, and have a high survival rate, so there are often locust plagues after severe droughts."

"Look, you know why, but you go to the countryside and ask those peasants and children working in the fields, this is something you don't know, almost all adults and children in the countryside know, but they don't know why, and they don't know why. Go ask why, because this is the experience passed down by the ancestors, word of mouth, just remember to save a life. They will rush to harvest food, dig wild vegetables, pluck leaves and bark after the drought, because after the locust plague, these will be no longer exists."

   Little Fatty was shocked, "Is the leaves and bark still edible?"

   "Of course, people who are very hungry can eat human flesh."

   Little Fatty was silent, "Then there is no way to prevent the locust plague?"

   "Then do you think there is?"

   The little fat man frowned, "It's better not to let the locusts grow so fast, not to let them give birth to so many."

  Li Baolu reminded: "Locusts are oviparous, they like to lay their eggs in dry fields and on the banks of dry rivers."

   "Stomach them all to death!" The little fat man clenched his fists and said, "Or burn them to death."

   "But very few people know this," Li Baolu said. "They know that after the drought, the locust plague has been handed down by word of mouth from the ancestors. How difficult it is to want to control the locust plague."

  Little Fatty brainstormed, "You can let the people in the yamen announce it, and have someone print a book and send it to them."

   "The government decree is also incompetent. They can neither buy nor understand the printed book."

   Little Fatty's entire face wrinkled, "Then what should I do?"

   Li Baolu and Gu Jingyun both looked at him with a smile and said nothing.

The little fat man was so blessed, he thought about it again from the beginning to the end, and clapped his hands: "I know what the teacher means, the key is to think! When you think about it, you will ask why, and then go to find the answer, but the illiterate farmers I only follow experience and rarely go back to think. Even if I think, I can’t record what I think and find because I can’t read.”

  Li Baolu nodded and looked at him encouragingly.

   "Is it difficult to make the peasants literate?"

   "It's very difficult," Li Baolu said in a loss: "It's hard for one household in a hundred to be literate, do you think it's difficult?"

Little Fatty can't understand it very well, because he has been reading books since he can remember. When he was a child, he wanted to read some simple and easy-to-understand Tang poems. After admitting it, he studied "The Analects" and "Book of Songs". According to his father, he would also read "The Doctrine of the Mean", "University", "Spring and Autumn" and "Zuo Zhuan".

   He would be beaten on the palm of his hand if he didn’t want to study. His father would not give him food and punish him to kneel in the ancestral hall. He thought there were only people who didn’t want to study in this world, so are there still people who can’t read?

  Li Baolu didn't say any more, he had already taught him enough today, and the child would not be able to digest it any more.

   Seeing the little fat man Mumu standing blankly, Li Baolu turned to Gu Jingyun and said, "This child is very good."

   Gu Jingyun said with disgust: "It's just too fat and not strong enough to persevere, so it's better to act with a single tendon, otherwise it will be hopeless." The pride in his eyes could not be concealed.

   After all, he was the first batch of students he taught. Gu Jingyun was very attentive, even more attentive than working at the Hanlin Academy.

   Although the little fat man has a muscle, his perseverance is indeed not strong. Before he can think of anything, he moved his nose again and began to stare at the beggar chicken in the book basket.

  Li Baolu was so amused, she took out a beggar chicken covered in mud, and said with a smile, "Call all your classmates, we'll eat chicken."

   The little fat man cheered, shouted at his classmates, and sat in front of Li Baolu first, taking a good seat.

Li Baolu patted off the sealed mud, and the smell of chicken came out. The mud was also wrapped in a layer of lotus leaves. When the lotus leaves were uncovered, the fragrance drifted away leisurely. The little disciples who were still chatting and enjoying the scenery immediately ran away. Come over and sit down obediently, staring at the chicken in Li Baolu's hands.

  Li Baolu took a dagger and cut open the chicken's stomach, poured out all the stuffing inside, and then cut the chicken apart.

  There are three chickens in total. Of course, twenty children are not enough to eat, but everyone has eaten a lot of things before, and it’s okay to just have a taste.

   The little fat man quickly finished his share and began to stare at the stuffing that was placed on the plate, which was poured out of the chicken belly...

  Li Baolu laughed and shared with him, "I kind of understand why you are so fat, what does your father do?"

   "My father is still studying, but my grandfather is the servant of the household."

   "No wonder she's so fat..."

   Little Fatty didn’t understand very well, so he focused all his attention on eating.

  Li Baolu picked mushrooms for Gu Jingyun, "What do you like to eat."

   After everyone had eaten and drank enough, they played on the mountain for nearly half an hour. When they had finished digesting their food, they slowly descended the mountain with their book baskets.

   At this time, the academy was over, and the children sent off Gu Jingyun and his wife respectfully when they got off the mountain. When the two of them were gone, they jumped up and ran to the gate of the academy, "Oh, oh, school is over, let's go catch the crickets—"

   "Oh oh oh, school is over, let's go shopping—"

   "Ow. After school, let's go horseback riding—"

  Gu Jingyun heard the ghosts and wolf howls coming from behind, and laughed happily, then paused when he saw the huge wall of honor in front of him, his smile gradually disappeared, "I don't know when Niuniu will be able to go to school like them."

   Li Baolu followed his gaze. It was the Honor Wall of Qingxi Academy. The front was the Men's Academy and the back was the Women's Academy.

  Li Baolu stepped forward to look and found that the names of her aunt and mother-in-law were on it.