In the middle of the night, the chickens don't crow and the dogs don't bite.
Everything is silent.
However, a small creaking sound came from Qi Yu's dormitory, and it sounded quite rhythmic.
There is a poem that goes: The day of hoeing is full of soil, and the sweat is dripping from the soil.
Facts have proved that only constant moisture and irrigation can cultivate a fertile land.
After hoeing the grass and wiping away the sweat from the joy, they hugged each other contentedly through the tiring afternoon, and lay together on the soil under the grass made of mats.
After his breathing had calmed down a bit, Qi Yu suddenly asked: "Madam, I heard from my daughter that a mysterious noblewoman once left me a letter. Is this true?"
Liu Quan gave him a charming look and said angrily: "You are holding me in your arms, but you are thinking about someone else in your heart, huh..."
Well……
Under this situation, when I say this, I really feel like I can't argue with myself.
However, Liu Quan was just playful and didn't really take it seriously. He tried to persuade him to take a concubine but was rejected, so how could he go out to steal food?
My own man is good!
While Liu Quan was searching for the letter, he said: "According to Mr. Yu's guess, that woman is most likely one of His Majesty's chosen attendants..."
"What? You said she is His Majesty's woman?"
"Yes!" Liu Quan nodded, and then repeated Yu Hai's original words.
A mysterious woman, the emperor’s chosen attendant...
Suddenly!
Qi Yu suddenly remembered the letter that Governor Lu had sent before, writing: Kunji has changed hands, beware of undercurrents.
Could it be that this mysterious woman is the newly-rising palace lady whom I had guessed before?
uncertain!
But, it is possible!
At this time, Liu Quan had already found the letter, handed it over and said, "Let's take a look."
Qi Yu took it and saw at a glance that the sealing seal had been torn open.
Liu Quan's face turned slightly red, and he immediately explained: "I accidentally tore this letter open when I was in Yongchuan. I wanted to have a look inside, but unexpectedly, it was all written in Western characters, which I couldn't read at all."
Qi Yu was surprised: "Western language?"
At this time, Liu Quan shook his head again and said: "To be precise, it is not Western, because Harry said that these characters are neither Britannia nor French, and he doesn't know a word of them.
…….”
"Is there such a weird thing?" Qi Yu's expression changed from surprise to confusion.
Before, I had suspected that this woman might be Yin Tao, but looking at it this way, it was definitely not her.
So, who is she?
Strong curiosity prompted Qi Yu to open the letter.
However, with just a quick glance, he was frightened.
I saw that his face kept changing, first from surprise to horror, and then from horror to paleness. At the same time, big beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, and finally landed on his rapid rise and fall.
on the chest.
"Ms. sir, what's wrong with you..." Liu Quan saw his expression was different and asked hurriedly.
"I'm fine..."
After saying that, Qi Yu forced himself to calm down. He sighed sadly, then held the letter up to the candlelight. After a few breaths, the letter turned into a handful of ashes.
What exactly is written above?
Qi Dalang did not elaborate, he just told Liu Quan in a very general way: This noble lady and he are indeed from the same family, and she should not harm the Qi family.
Then, he emphasized: This matter ends here and can no longer be discussed. It is best to choose to forget it completely.
Liu Quan saw his serious face and nodded solemnly.
She didn't understand what was going on in the court, but she knew that all she had to do was do what her husband said.
…
In the next two days, Qi Yu did whatever he was supposed to do and seemed to have completely forgotten about it. Liu Quan didn't ask again, as if nothing had happened.
After calming down, Qi Dalang started to do some practical things.
For example, to find a future for those disciples who claim to be 'Shaocheng's disciples', it is not in vain for them to travel far away from home to be with you.
This is a trust that must never be betrayed.
Finally, Qi Yu made the appointment. They were all the first batch of professors from Qiongzhou Institute of Technology, and their monthly salary was quite generous, almost comparable to that of the Imperial Imperial College.
In addition, you can also enjoy special subsidies from the government.
Alas!
How can a mere scholar teach at the prefectural level? Moreover, he can also receive such generous treatment!
You must know that a state-level teaching is a supreme honor. In terms of current social status, it is not only a little higher than ordinary people.
What a piece of shit luck!
Under the leadership of Long Shitong, all the scholars knelt on the ground, shed tears of gratitude, and bowed prostrate to their mentor for his support.
"Okay, okay, you are about to be a role model for others. Don't be so quick to salute and get up." Qi Yu gestured for them to get up with his hands empty.
However, these disciples still insisted on completing the ceremony, and then stood respectfully on one side with their hands tied.
"Tomorrow morning, you will all gather at the old granary. I will give you concentrated lessons to recharge your batteries quickly. Oh no, I should say to quickly improve your knowledge reserves."
After a pause, Qi Yu said again: "You all have the reputation of being junior students and are among the best among scholars. Your ability to accept is definitely better than that of ordinary scholars. What's more, you also have a foundation in arithmetic, so it should be easier for you to get started.
.To tell you the truth, I have high hopes for you!"
What? The teacher teaches it personally?
Still have high hopes?
All the students in the village were flattered when they heard this, and they quickly bowed their heads and bowed again, saying: I will certainly live up to the expectations of my mentor.
But where is the old granary?
These scholars have been here not long ago, are not familiar with the place, and almost don't know everything they ask.
Qi Yu told them: It was an old warehouse located in the north of the city. Since the new warehouse was built and put into use, it was left vacant. Since the current Polytechnic Institute is still in the final stage and has not been delivered yet, that is why it was chosen.
I gave temporary lessons here.
In other words, it is also an expedient measure.
However, everyone understood this and no one disliked it.
…
Early the next morning, Qi Yu hurried to the old granary with his homemade compass and set square under his arm, as well as the lesson preparation book he had rushed out overnight.
Unexpectedly, after so many years, I would actually take up the coaching staff again. Unlike when I was studying in Yongchuan Mansion, I was teaching the future teachers this time.
As teachers, of course, teachers must take the lead and set a good example.
This time we are teaching brand new knowledge, so naturally we have to use new methods and methods.
Changes must be made.
The first is the innovation in teaching aids. In addition to the necessary compasses and set squares, Qiyu also specially made chalk and blackboards.
The raw materials of chalk are relatively simple, made of a mixture of white lime and gypsum, while blackboards are made of cement coated with ink. There is no shortage of these materials at the moment, so they were quickly made.
Qi Yu also specially corrected the printed and published new science textbooks to ensure their absolute accuracy.
If there are errors in the textbook, it will mislead the students. There should be no ambiguity at all.
"Welcome sir!"
Just like when I was studying in Yongchuan Mansion, when I saw him, all the students stood up and bowed to greet him.
Looking at this familiar scene, Qi Dalang couldn't help but be stunned, as if he suddenly returned to the coaching era in Yongchuan.
However, he quickly regained his composure, spread out his sleeves, and said kindly: "Everyone, please sit down."
"yes!"
After the scholars sat down, Qi Yu looked around and found that there were two familiar figures, one big and one small, on the seats.
Who are they?
The older one is Yin Tao, who disguises herself as a man and comes to attend the class, while the younger one is her daughter Qi Xiaotong.
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[The author said]: The flooding in Henan affects everyone's heart. I hope this suffering will recede as soon as possible. The author also reminds readers and friends in Henan to pay more attention to safety when traveling and never take risks in rivers and lakes.