A wise ruler will adapt to the social environment to change his ruling method, while a stupid ruler will regress the social environment to a state that he can control, and then rule.
The results between the two are naturally very different.
Šu Zai heard that the Central Plains is engaged in joint cooperation, and has not spoken for a long time, but feels that the world is too crazy and too chaotic.
This wave is really a change beyond the times.
Could it be that when I was bragging with Chonghua and Di Fangxun before, did I say something that shouldn't be said?
Except for the deduction about Jiatianxia, ??I don¡¯t remember much about the other concubines. Although wizards have a good memory, they blurt out such things involuntarily. Whether you can remember it depends on it. Mouth not brain.
Also, that was all two or three years ago, how time flies
After meeting Wu Xie, Yu Zai arranged a place for him, and invited him to be the sixth teacher in the school. Naturally, he taught some culture and philosophy in the process of divination, and Wu Xie was of course willing.
It was only on the day when he went to the school to teach, and in this class, Wu Xie realized that he was not there to teach cultural philosophy, but to tell stories to those children to relax
In the school, Wu Xie talked about some gods, as well as his previous sacrificial process and experience. The children all listened to these things as fairy tales, so some people started to make troubles
"Mr. Xie, has the god you mentioned ever gone to school?"
"Mr. Xie, is this god male or female? I think the lamb is male."
Wu Xie: "The lamb is not a god, it's just a sheep that steals food, don't lie to me, I know how stupid that sheep is."
"Mr. Xie, you god, have you registered in Hongzhou?"
"Mr. Xie, can you, a god, read the "Natural Scripture"?"
"Mr. Xie, can this god be released?"
"Sir! Can this god beat the Yellow Emperor? I don't think so."
"Teacher Wu Xie, I worship this god, can he help me with my homework? I can give him all my pocket money."
Children's thinking is always wild and illogical. Wu Xie took a class, but he didn't know what he was teaching. Even because of those children's random questions, he seemed a little tired and crazy.
But after the class was over, the teachers who were watching outside the room said that he taught well.
"It can make the classroom atmosphere active and let everyone have such an active discussion. Mr. Wu Xie, you are doing a good job!"
Uncle Xi stroked his beard and praised Wu Xie. Although he was a junior, his working experience was one month longer than Wu Xie's.
The beautiful big house next to it was built very quickly. The professional craftsmen brought by Niao Cao made the house beautiful. It is said that a small library will be built there, and some books will be collected in it. Bamboo slips and oracle bones from the past are used as references for future school questions
Regarding this point, after the initial results in literacy and hyphenation, Uncle Xi also assigned a special homework topic after his Chinese class was over.
"Write a composition to test your literacy ability and see if you have studied hard. Then, the homework and the topic for this homework is to write down the most touching or the greatest thing you think your parents have done to you when you were young. Well, at least fifty characters"
Many people started to become the great saint, scratching their heads everywhere.
When they were young, what touching things did their parents do? This is the tribal era. Three- and five-year-old children rarely remember things. For example, Yan Rong, who can play cards with little yellow chickens at the age of five, is purely talented. Moreover, the young parents of these days are all working, and I am only young lads in their early twenties, full of vigor, and the crying of the children may not be screamed with a slap
On the way home from school, the children began to discuss how to write the homework this time, so someone suggested that the bamboo slices be eaten by the lamb, but in the end someone had an idea and said that he was sick two or three years ago, and his mother Take him to Mr. Wu Pan to see a doctor, although there is no disturbance at all, but we can beautify it for artistic processing
The children's eyes lit up immediately.
?Until the next day, Uncle Xi collected the homework
"When it was raining heavily, my mother carried me to the medicine workshop overnight to see a doctor, and put a big coir raincoat on me, but she got wet"
"My mother stayed by my side all night, and then fell ill"
the"Although the handwriting is crooked, the content is not badhuh?"
Uncle Xi just praised a certain classmate, and what was written on the next piece of bamboo was actually similar to the one above.
Then Uncle Xi continued to look through, and the same passage was written on dozens of bamboo slices in a row.
"Heh the same storm, the same mother?"
"Did Mr. Wu Pan be exhausted from the treatment that night? The entrance of the medicine workshop is really lively."
Your parents will never know what role you play in your child's composition.
Uncle Xi stared at them, his tone very unhappy, but since it was his first time writing a composition and there was no template, he forgave them.
In fact, the so-called "proposition composition" has been around for a long time. It is said that the Yellow Emperor, after unifying the tribes in the world, carried out the activities of offering sacrifices to Emperor Yan. He once wrote the model composition "Xiazhu" as a speech.
However, in the past, ordinary children were allowed to write things that were only written by high-level tribesmen. For them, of course, tall things cannot be understood, so they have to start from the bits and pieces of life.
Uncle Xi continued to flip through and saw Yan Xu's composition.
He hasn't read it yet, but just thought about it for a while, probably not something like "my village head master".
However, the passage written on Yan Xu's oracle bone made Uncle Xi look at it for a long time.
He didn't speak for a long time, but just nodded to Yan Xu. Later, this piece of bamboo was not graded, but handed over to all the children for circulation.
Uncle Xi told them that the love between parents is not superficial, but an emotion from the heart. The meaning of the composition is left to let you understand that there are some things that only words can express.
On Yan Xu's bamboo piece is written:
"Grandma gave me life, grandma is the sky, I am a bird flying in the sky, grandma is the sea, I am a wave in the sea, grandma gave birth to me, there is nothing greater than this Oh, Wu said that I was born facing the rising sun, so that should be wrong."
"It was my mother who welcomed the rising sun and gave birth to me."
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