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Chapter 227 Generation 1 is stronger than Generation 1
Chapter 227 Generation is stronger than generation
Cheng Yaojin gave up this old face and used his fist to attract Li Zhi's attention.
Then Li Zhi found out, huh?It seems that Li Qinzai is not the only one who destroyed the Wa country, there is also a surnamed Cheng, your grandfather, I almost forgot if I didn't beat Liu Rengui.
Li Qinzai felt that Cheng Yaojin's beating was really timely, and when he was unreasonable, he would use his fists more, which might yield unexpected results.
As for Li Zhi's handling of this matter, on the one hand, he issued an order to severely reprimand Cheng Yaojin, and then he promoted his grandson. Obviously, he was also very disgusted with Liu Rengui, a stubborn Qingliu who only accepted death.
It is said that he and Liu Rengui almost had a quarrel in the palace that day. Li Zhi's handling of it must have included beating Liu Rengui. If you are cheap, talk less, otherwise whoever beats you will be promoted to an official...
So Li Qinzai stroked his chin and began to ponder.
Shall I rush back to Chang'an with the trilogy and beat up Liu Rengui again?
As we all know, brushing the dungeon boss may not necessarily drop top-quality equipment, but it will definitely drop gold coins...
Maybe Li Zhi was happy and gave himself the imperial city to ride horses, goldfish bags and so on. Jinjue is just a decree, and there is no taste, and those trivial things are the real benefits that can be felt and seen .
The steward didn't know that Wu Shaolang was having unreliable ideas, but he still reported it faithfully.
"...After Lu Guogong demolished the house of Liu Rengui's mansion and beat Liu Rengui again, not only the head of the house, the grandson, was promoted to the official position, but also the censors in Chang'an City and the memorials to impeach you and Cheng Boxian were much less."
The steward couldn't help but made a personal comment as he spoke, and sighed: "It's been a long time since Mr. Cheng made a move. It's been so many years that the sword is still young, and it still tastes like it did back then..."
Li Qinzai cast an appreciative look at the steward.
The vicious incident of an old bastard in Chang'an City demolishing a house and beating someone was awe-inspiring.
However, Li Qinzai breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that the wave of impeachment gradually subsided under Cheng Yaojin's fist.
It's so frightening, it really is an unbreakable truth for thousands of years.
"When I go back, someone will take my famous post to pay a visit to Liu Rengui, send some tonics such as ginseng antler and tiger penis, and express my condolences to Governor Liu. By the way, I will strongly condemn Mr. Cheng's bullying behavior in front of Governor Liu, and express my love for you." Take a firm stand against the enemy with Governor Liu," Li Qinzai ordered.
The steward suddenly showed a strange look, and said in a low voice: "Don't bother Wu Shaolang, the old man has already taken care of the matter, just as Wu Shaolang thought, the old man sent steward Wu to send a bunch of tonics, and said in front of Liu Rengui A lot of bad things about Mr. Cheng..."
After speaking, the steward glanced at Li Qinzai.
The foxes, one old and one young, actually thought of going together. The British government is getting stronger from generation to generation, and it will not decline within a hundred years.
Li Qinzai was stunned for a while, then subconsciously said: "The old treacherous and cunning, hypocritical, hypocritical, hypocritical!"
The steward looked at him speechlessly again.
Don't you do that too?It's just that the old man is one step ahead of you.
Turning his mind around, Li Qinzai said again: "Then send a heavy gift to Lu Guogong's mansion in my name, congratulate Brother Shangxian on his promotion, and strongly condemn Liu Rengui's stubborn temper in front of Lu Guogong and his old man, and scold Liu Rengui for being a hypocrite and hypocritical. , to express my firm position that I share the same hatred with Duke Lu's government."
The steward was taken aback, and stared at him with rounded eyes.
He didn't expect this wave of operations to be true, maybe even the old man didn't expect that each generation is really stronger than the next generation, and being a person can be hypocritical to this extent, Wu Shaolang's future appointment as a marquis is just around the corner.
"Yes, the villain will do it immediately after returning to Chang'an." The steward said more and more respectfully.
"Well, let me tell my grandpa one more thing. Don't be so hypocritical when you are old. Wouldn't it be better to be sincere? The empty-nest old man needs more sunshine and less darkness in his heart..."
The steward couldn't stop laughing.
That is to say, if you stay far away, you won't be afraid of being beaten. If you have the feeling, you can try it in person.
…………
The studies of a group of bastard students gave Li Qinzai a headache.
The protagonists of other people's families are full of plots, or they are so powerful that they can shake the tiger's body and disperse the king. Even if they teach students, they are also a bunch of super geniuses.
Look at these idiots I taught...
A two-digit vertical multiplication, Li Qinzai taught it for a whole day, every detail and every principle was broken up and explained in detail. As a result, this group of idiots were still dazed like dogs looking at the stars.
In the end, Li Qinzai was so angry that he even sacrificed the whip they were familiar with, but the idiots wouldn't or wouldn't.
Li Qinzai was full of frustration.
I originally thought that these bastards could be regarded as seeds at any rate, and they could pass on the basic knowledge of mathematics and physics from generation to generation.
Unexpectedly, this is a bunch of genetically modified seeds...
At this time, he finally understood why the class teacher in his previous life always taught students with a deeply powerless expression.
It was a feeling that they knew they were eating shit, but they couldn't stop them, and wanted to give them something good to eat, but they felt that they were feeding shit to them.
At sunset, looking at a group of idiots biting their pens and competing with him, Li Qinzai sighed deeply, then bowed his hands politely to the idiots.
"I have little talent and learning, and I really can't teach you crouching dragons and phoenixes. Why don't you drop out of school and go home to find another enlightened teacher?"
Li Sujie blushed, stood up and said in shame, "Sir..."
"No, don't call me sir, I don't deserve it."
"Mister, let the disciple wait for a while, the disciple will soon be released."
Li Qinzai took the draft in Li Sujie's hand and quickly glanced at it.
Well, compared to those idiots, Li Sujie doesn't seem so stupid, but only in relative terms.
The vertical formula taught by Li Qinzai is all correct, but the result is quite different from the correct answer.
After looking carefully, Li Qinzai found that Li Sujie's biggest problem was that he was not proficient in the correspondence and conversion between Chinese characters and Arabic numerals.
After teaching them for less than half a year, these people still failed to perfectly correspond to the Arabic numerals, resulting in misrecognition of the numbers, and the final answer was naturally outrageously wrong.
Seeing a group of bastards looking at him pitifully, he was afraid that Li Qinzai would really drive them home.
Li Qinzai had no choice but to clap his hands and said, "Okay, let's put aside the content of this section for now. In the next three days, your only learning task is to practice calligraphy."
"An Arabic, um, no, a Tang number corresponds to a Chinese character, from one to one hundred, I write it silently for me all the time, write it hundreds and thousands of times, and deeply imprint all the numbers in my mind. You are still proficient in your own names, seeing these numbers is as familiar as seeing your own father."
The bastards got up and responded.
Li Qinzai sighed again, and said: "In three days, your relatives will really come to our Zhuangzi. The parents' meeting will be held soon. If you don't want to be beaten half to death, you'd better be honest and quiet. Try to be smarter."
Li Sujie saluted gratefully: "Thank you sir for caring about our safety..."
Li Qinzai said quietly: "To be honest, I really don't care about your safety. I just don't want to lose face during the parent meeting. If the students I teach are all mentally retarded, it's hard for me as a teacher not to be implicated..."
"During the parent meeting, I will try my best to tell your parents that although the students are mentally retarded, the teacher is not."
(End of this chapter)
Cheng Yaojin gave up this old face and used his fist to attract Li Zhi's attention.
Then Li Zhi found out, huh?It seems that Li Qinzai is not the only one who destroyed the Wa country, there is also a surnamed Cheng, your grandfather, I almost forgot if I didn't beat Liu Rengui.
Li Qinzai felt that Cheng Yaojin's beating was really timely, and when he was unreasonable, he would use his fists more, which might yield unexpected results.
As for Li Zhi's handling of this matter, on the one hand, he issued an order to severely reprimand Cheng Yaojin, and then he promoted his grandson. Obviously, he was also very disgusted with Liu Rengui, a stubborn Qingliu who only accepted death.
It is said that he and Liu Rengui almost had a quarrel in the palace that day. Li Zhi's handling of it must have included beating Liu Rengui. If you are cheap, talk less, otherwise whoever beats you will be promoted to an official...
So Li Qinzai stroked his chin and began to ponder.
Shall I rush back to Chang'an with the trilogy and beat up Liu Rengui again?
As we all know, brushing the dungeon boss may not necessarily drop top-quality equipment, but it will definitely drop gold coins...
Maybe Li Zhi was happy and gave himself the imperial city to ride horses, goldfish bags and so on. Jinjue is just a decree, and there is no taste, and those trivial things are the real benefits that can be felt and seen .
The steward didn't know that Wu Shaolang was having unreliable ideas, but he still reported it faithfully.
"...After Lu Guogong demolished the house of Liu Rengui's mansion and beat Liu Rengui again, not only the head of the house, the grandson, was promoted to the official position, but also the censors in Chang'an City and the memorials to impeach you and Cheng Boxian were much less."
The steward couldn't help but made a personal comment as he spoke, and sighed: "It's been a long time since Mr. Cheng made a move. It's been so many years that the sword is still young, and it still tastes like it did back then..."
Li Qinzai cast an appreciative look at the steward.
The vicious incident of an old bastard in Chang'an City demolishing a house and beating someone was awe-inspiring.
However, Li Qinzai breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that the wave of impeachment gradually subsided under Cheng Yaojin's fist.
It's so frightening, it really is an unbreakable truth for thousands of years.
"When I go back, someone will take my famous post to pay a visit to Liu Rengui, send some tonics such as ginseng antler and tiger penis, and express my condolences to Governor Liu. By the way, I will strongly condemn Mr. Cheng's bullying behavior in front of Governor Liu, and express my love for you." Take a firm stand against the enemy with Governor Liu," Li Qinzai ordered.
The steward suddenly showed a strange look, and said in a low voice: "Don't bother Wu Shaolang, the old man has already taken care of the matter, just as Wu Shaolang thought, the old man sent steward Wu to send a bunch of tonics, and said in front of Liu Rengui A lot of bad things about Mr. Cheng..."
After speaking, the steward glanced at Li Qinzai.
The foxes, one old and one young, actually thought of going together. The British government is getting stronger from generation to generation, and it will not decline within a hundred years.
Li Qinzai was stunned for a while, then subconsciously said: "The old treacherous and cunning, hypocritical, hypocritical, hypocritical!"
The steward looked at him speechlessly again.
Don't you do that too?It's just that the old man is one step ahead of you.
Turning his mind around, Li Qinzai said again: "Then send a heavy gift to Lu Guogong's mansion in my name, congratulate Brother Shangxian on his promotion, and strongly condemn Liu Rengui's stubborn temper in front of Lu Guogong and his old man, and scold Liu Rengui for being a hypocrite and hypocritical. , to express my firm position that I share the same hatred with Duke Lu's government."
The steward was taken aback, and stared at him with rounded eyes.
He didn't expect this wave of operations to be true, maybe even the old man didn't expect that each generation is really stronger than the next generation, and being a person can be hypocritical to this extent, Wu Shaolang's future appointment as a marquis is just around the corner.
"Yes, the villain will do it immediately after returning to Chang'an." The steward said more and more respectfully.
"Well, let me tell my grandpa one more thing. Don't be so hypocritical when you are old. Wouldn't it be better to be sincere? The empty-nest old man needs more sunshine and less darkness in his heart..."
The steward couldn't stop laughing.
That is to say, if you stay far away, you won't be afraid of being beaten. If you have the feeling, you can try it in person.
…………
The studies of a group of bastard students gave Li Qinzai a headache.
The protagonists of other people's families are full of plots, or they are so powerful that they can shake the tiger's body and disperse the king. Even if they teach students, they are also a bunch of super geniuses.
Look at these idiots I taught...
A two-digit vertical multiplication, Li Qinzai taught it for a whole day, every detail and every principle was broken up and explained in detail. As a result, this group of idiots were still dazed like dogs looking at the stars.
In the end, Li Qinzai was so angry that he even sacrificed the whip they were familiar with, but the idiots wouldn't or wouldn't.
Li Qinzai was full of frustration.
I originally thought that these bastards could be regarded as seeds at any rate, and they could pass on the basic knowledge of mathematics and physics from generation to generation.
Unexpectedly, this is a bunch of genetically modified seeds...
At this time, he finally understood why the class teacher in his previous life always taught students with a deeply powerless expression.
It was a feeling that they knew they were eating shit, but they couldn't stop them, and wanted to give them something good to eat, but they felt that they were feeding shit to them.
At sunset, looking at a group of idiots biting their pens and competing with him, Li Qinzai sighed deeply, then bowed his hands politely to the idiots.
"I have little talent and learning, and I really can't teach you crouching dragons and phoenixes. Why don't you drop out of school and go home to find another enlightened teacher?"
Li Sujie blushed, stood up and said in shame, "Sir..."
"No, don't call me sir, I don't deserve it."
"Mister, let the disciple wait for a while, the disciple will soon be released."
Li Qinzai took the draft in Li Sujie's hand and quickly glanced at it.
Well, compared to those idiots, Li Sujie doesn't seem so stupid, but only in relative terms.
The vertical formula taught by Li Qinzai is all correct, but the result is quite different from the correct answer.
After looking carefully, Li Qinzai found that Li Sujie's biggest problem was that he was not proficient in the correspondence and conversion between Chinese characters and Arabic numerals.
After teaching them for less than half a year, these people still failed to perfectly correspond to the Arabic numerals, resulting in misrecognition of the numbers, and the final answer was naturally outrageously wrong.
Seeing a group of bastards looking at him pitifully, he was afraid that Li Qinzai would really drive them home.
Li Qinzai had no choice but to clap his hands and said, "Okay, let's put aside the content of this section for now. In the next three days, your only learning task is to practice calligraphy."
"An Arabic, um, no, a Tang number corresponds to a Chinese character, from one to one hundred, I write it silently for me all the time, write it hundreds and thousands of times, and deeply imprint all the numbers in my mind. You are still proficient in your own names, seeing these numbers is as familiar as seeing your own father."
The bastards got up and responded.
Li Qinzai sighed again, and said: "In three days, your relatives will really come to our Zhuangzi. The parents' meeting will be held soon. If you don't want to be beaten half to death, you'd better be honest and quiet. Try to be smarter."
Li Sujie saluted gratefully: "Thank you sir for caring about our safety..."
Li Qinzai said quietly: "To be honest, I really don't care about your safety. I just don't want to lose face during the parent meeting. If the students I teach are all mentally retarded, it's hard for me as a teacher not to be implicated..."
"During the parent meeting, I will try my best to tell your parents that although the students are mentally retarded, the teacher is not."
(End of this chapter)
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