Chapter 19 Ji's Academy Everyone followed Ji Song upstream along the river. When they passed the medicine field, they realized that they still knew too little about Ji Song. To open up such a large medicine field, not only would it take a lot of time, but also work with him. With matching medical knowledge, this is not something that ordinary people can do.
Ji Song didn't introduce him, and they didn't have the nerve to ask. After all, this was someone else's secrets. It was not the behavior of a gentleman to pry around at will.
"Hey! Is this wheat?" Li Gang was not only a scholar at the university, but he also knew a lot about farmers. He was a little surprised when he saw the wheat grown at this time.
"Yes, it's wheat. I saw that after everyone harvested chestnuts, the fields were idle. I thought that idleness was idle, so I planted a few acres of wheat." Ji Song said without caring.
"You still think you know everything? This idleness is a way for farmers to raise their fields. If you plant it into wheat, the land will be insufficient next year and you will be unable to plant anything. You are simply fooling around and you don't know your elders. How did you agree to your nonsense?" Li Gang pointed at Ji Song, as if he was facing an uneducated person.
Just when Li Shimin and others wanted to see Ji Song's joke, they heard the sentence "What if I can keep the soil sufficient?" After that, they couldn't laugh anymore.
"I really don't know that those aristocratic families have survived for such a long time. Apart from leaving some books about Zhihu to future generations, what else have they left behind? In the pre-Qin period, farmers began to apply human and animal excrement to the land to increase the land. Fertile, but now, nothing is left. I really don’t know what they are thinking?" Ji Song said with disdain.
"Are you telling the truth?" Li Gang and Li Shimin said emotionally.
"What's there to hide? Haven't you noticed that these wheats are growing in good condition?" Ji Song said irritably.
Since ancient times, our ancestors have left us many treasures and advanced production methods, but how many of these have been handed down to this day?They treasure their own things and pass them on from male to female. In this way, many good things are hidden in the torrent of history.
Ignoring everyone who was deep in thought, he walked towards the school alone. It was already past time and the students had already arrived at the school. This was the time Ji Song had agreed with them.
When I walked into the school, I saw that everyone was studying seriously. Most of them were practicing calligraphy, and some were carrying something quietly. After Ji Song arrived, everyone shouted in unison: "Hello, teacher!" "Hello everyone." ! Everyone, sit down!”
At this time, Li Shimin, Li Gang and others also came to the school. When they saw the simple and elegant school and the plaque that submitted a letter to Ji's school, they were all surprised. Jiangjia'ao, who did not seem to be rich, actually had such a A school.
Especially when they saw a classroom with fifty or sixty students, they looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
In this era when everything depends on people, these half-grown children in the classroom are already half of the family's labor force. However, now they are studying in the school. How did Brother Song do it?
Ji Laosan looked at the energetic children one by one, his eyes full of joy, and said to Li Shimin beside him: "Originally, some knowledge was unique to the direct lineage, but the father who became the patriarch died early and did not pass on the knowledge in time. For Ji Wu, what's even more frightening is that Ji Wu was too young at the time and had not completed his elementary school education, so these knowledge were cut off by the previous clan leader.
Tian Ke Ling saw that Ji Wu had married a good wife, and Ji Wu knew some knowledge. Although it was not profound, it was enough to teach Brother Song.
Brother Song is also up to his standards. He is a good student. He has integrated family studies and has his own opinions. When Song Brother said that he wanted to teach children to read, we old guys were determined and beat him with sticks. He led them to build a school. This school did not cost much money. Every beam, every pillar, every table, every chair, every plant and every tree here was built by the tribesmen.
This is the hope of our clan!Fortunately, we were recruited to build the imperial city back then, so we knew a little bit about this aspect, and we did not disappoint Brother Song. "Li Gang and others saw a shocking power in it. This power is the people's hearts in the world! Looking at Ji Laosan's misty eyes, they knew that if anyone dared to destroy their hopes, that person would be Their mortal enemy, their unrelenting enemy.
"Ji Ren, your handwriting still needs to be improved. Compared with others, your knowledge is good, but it is your handwriting that is lacking. Go down and ask more classmates who are good at handwriting. I hope you can learn your shame and be brave!" While he was deep in thought, Ji Song's voice came from the classroom.
"Yes, teacher!" The student named Ji Ren made no excuses. He bowed to Ji Song, picked up his test paper and returned to his seat. But looking at his firm eyes, you knew that he had made up his mind. It can be predicted that there will be some improvement next time.
"Zhang Cheng, your arithmetic is good and your handwriting is okay, but for such a long time, you actually wrote an article completely incorrectly. What's the point? Hmm!" Ji Song picked up another test paper, a little confused. Speechless.
There was a burst of laughter in the classroom, and even Li Shimin, Li Gang and others laughed. This made Ji Laosan beside him a little embarrassed and said awkwardly: "I think this kid is just lazy. He must tell his parents when he gets back, and a beating will be inevitable. Alas! Brother Ji is still soft-hearted and reluctant to be cruel. If it were me, I would have given him a beating first!"
Li Shimin and the others did not answer, but looked at the child named Zhang Cheng, wanting to hear what he would say.
"Teacher, I really can't remember. Others say it once to me ten times. Others say it ten times to me a hundred times. But I just can't remember it." Zhang Cheng said, and started to cry a little aggrieved.
Ji Song didn't say anything harsh. He came to him and patted his shoulder. He looked at the students in the classroom and said, "I know that everyone's situation is different. Although Zhang Cheng's article can't be remembered, his I got perfect marks in arithmetic, and my handwriting is among the best among you.
This is a fact, which shows that he is not stupid. The fact that he can get full marks on the arithmetic test shows that he is very I first taught you arithmetic class, I said that arithmetic is a subject that requires talent, and Zhang Chengcheng is a person with this talent.
As for the article, it only means that he has not found a way to learn. Zhang Cheng, as for this, the teacher has no way to help you. Everyone’s situation is different. I can only point out your shortcomings and directions for improvement, but how to go about it? Searching is your business. "
Ji Song still only guides students as always, rather than imposing his own ideas on them. At best, this will make him a follower who doesn't know how to think. This is not what he wants.
"In this way, I will tell you a story to encourage you. Once upon a time, there was a minister who was both civil and military. His memory was not good when he was a child, and his talent for reading was much worse than his age. Once, a thief went to his house to steal something. , but seeing that he had been endorsing in front of the window, the thief did not dare to act rashly, so he hid himself under the window.
Until the moon was at its zenith, he was still reciting the same article, still stumbling and incomplete. The thief couldn't stand it anymore, so he straightened up, pointed at him and cursed: You idiot, it's so long. I didn’t have time to memorize the article of several hundred words. I was hopelessly stupid. I memorized the article under the window. He memorized the entire article in front of the minister. .
When the minister saw this man, he did not panic and said to the thief: You are smarter than me, more talented in reading than me, and have a better memory than me. However, now I am the minister of this country, and you are a thief. . "
After Ji Song finished telling the story, everyone began to think deeply. Li Shimin and Li Gang even gained their own insights from it, and their eyes brightened when they looked at Ji Song.
(End of this chapter)