The ancient farming life of liberal arts scum

Both of Shen Ge's shoulders were worn out with blood blisters, and with the bruises, his clothes were bruised and purple.

Shen Ge himself didn't expect it to be so serious. When Lu Zhi took him to the side hall to apply medicine, and stretched out his hand to take off most of his clothes, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly hid behind him.

With quick hands and feet, Lv Zhi immediately caught up and pulled Shen Ge's clothes to his chest.Shen Ge was embarrassed, and hurriedly grabbed the skirt of his clothes, "Miss Lvzhi, I will do it myself."

"The injury is on the back, how can you reach it?" Green Branch picked up the medicine, "You loosen it a little, just loosen the skirt of the shirt."

Lvzhi's attitude is gentle and gentle, but there is a taste that cannot be rejected.Under her calm gaze, Shen Ge reluctantly compromised.

In his last life in the 21st century, he was not a pedantic person, but he was not used to showing his breasts in front of beautiful women, so he felt a little uncomfortable.

Shen Ge took off his clothes to his upper arms, and rolled up his hair with his hands, exposing his shoulders, "Please trouble Miss Luzhi."

Luzhi smiled: "Young Master Shen, you are too polite."

Some blood blisters on Shen Ge's shoulders were worn out, revealing pink flesh, and blood was worn out in some places, purple and red, taking advantage of the snow-white skin, it was very tragic.

Seeing that Lu Zhi was in pain for him, she couldn't help but lighten up her movements, "Mr. Shen, if you feel pain, tell your servant."

"It's okay, I don't hurt, just move."

Lu Zhi put a thick layer of plaster on his shoulders, and sighed: "Mr. Shen, you don't care about yourself too much. How can ordinary people hurt like this?"

Shen Ge didn't care, "Actually, I didn't feel much yesterday, but I just found some pain today. It looks a little serious, just practice it a few more times."

After Shen Ge finished speaking, Lu Zhi didn't speak. He was a little surprised, and turned around subconsciously, only to find that Xun Feiguang had just walked in.

Xun Feiguang looked at his hanging shoulders, and asked, "Is he carrying things on his back?"

"Yes." Shen Ge seriously emphasized after answering: "This is because I have too little experience in carrying things. In fact, I didn't carry heavy things yesterday."

Shen Ge was holding his hair with one hand at this moment, and he would not dress until the ointment had dried. He sat there upright, looking extremely well-behaved, but he didn't complain, which showed that there was a bit of tenacity in his bones.

Xun Feiguang couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, and said, "If you can't memorize so many things, don't bring them to me next time."

"It's okay, just a little beef, that's not too heavy." Shen Ge changed the subject, "Master Xun, I told you last time that I wanted to recompile a textbook for school children. I brought it here this time, can you help me?" Let me see?"

"Where did you put it?"

"It's in that basket."

Green Branch heard the words and quickly took out a booklet from the basket.

This pamphlet was written on straw paper, the pages were yellowed, and grass wadding remained on it, making it rough to the touch.In addition, the entire booklet was sewn with needles and thread, and the cut was not very smooth, so the booklet looked a bit shabby.

Shen Ge didn't realize the crudeness of his booklet, he happily watched Xun Feiguang flip through it, hoping that Xun Feiguang could give some advice.

The first half of the booklet mainly contains commonly used characters and poems, while the second half contains thousands of characters, and a few essays are attached at the end.Shen Ge didn't have a good impression of Neo Confucianism, so when choosing materials, he didn't choose disciple rules, but directly chose poetry and the way of Confucius and Mencius.

"My lord, what do you think?"

Xun Feiguang nodded in affirmation, "I have never seen anyone teach school children like this, but you can try."

"Master Xun, can I ask, what textbooks did you use when you were enlightened?"

"I was enlightened by my grandfather, and I used ordinary books, and there were no special textbooks for elementary school."

Shen Ge was a little disappointed, he originally wanted to learn from Xun Feiguang.

Shen Ge still had something to do, so it was inconvenient to stay longer, the two had a conversation, and he bid farewell to Xun Feiguang and went down the mountain.

Xun Feiguang waited for Shen Ge to leave and ordered Lu Zhi, "You collect some books that students often use and send them to Mr. Shen."

"Yes." Green Branch replied.

Xun Feiguang tasted the beef dices sent by Shen Ge at noon. There were not many diced beef, so he put it on a plate and it would be a small plate.

The servants had already tried the poison, and Xun Feiguang took a piece.The beef is bright red and moist, dry but not dry, fragrant but not salty, it is fresh and sweet in the mouth, and has a chewy texture, which is unexpectedly palatable.

Xun Feiguang picked up another piece, put it in his mouth, and suddenly thought of Shen Ge's red, swollen and purple shoulders, the chopsticks couldn't help but stop.

He has lived for thirty years, he has helped countless people, and he has received gifts from countless people, but no one's gift is as sincere as the little scholar at the foot of the mountain. This gift is not only a gift, but also a warm heart .

Xun Feiguang asked: "What has Mr. Shen been doing recently?"

Bu Lian, who was serving the meal, replied: "Master Shen, Mr. Shen spends most of his time studying hard at home and preparing for school. Yesterday he went to Kunjiu County to visit his wife, and in the afternoon he went to Heji Study, saying that he wanted to sell The story book was politely rejected by the shopkeeper of He Ji, and he only agreed to sell it on behalf of him. Later, when he came back, he bought beef and sent it to you after it was finished. In addition, he got very close to his neighbor Niu Manzi .”

"He doesn't have enough money?"

"Probably not enough. He looked through Juzi's anthology in He Ji's study for a long time, but he didn't buy it in the end."

Xun Feiguang suddenly felt that the beef cubes on the table were hard to swallow, and he seemed to sigh, "Add a few copies of Qiuwei Collection to the books that Mr. He sent. If he sells the scriptures, he will buy them all."

"Yes."

Shen Ge didn't know that Xun Feiguang was still worrying about whether he had enough money in his pocket behind his back, and he went down the mountain in a hurry when he came out of Xunjiazhuang.

The school has been built for several days, and the tiles were built yesterday, which can be regarded as completely completed.Shen Ge has to go and have a look, and check and accept it by the way.

When Shen Ge rushed to the school, the second and third elders were there, as was his uncle Shen Hongfa, accompanied by a few more talkative villagers.

Before Shen Ge came close, someone waved from a distance: "Mr. Xiucai, come and see our school in Shenjia Village."

Shen Ge quickened his pace, hurried to the front, and after calling someone, asked: "Why did you come here so early?"

"This is a major event in our village, can you come early?" The second master laughed loudly: "Mr. Xiucai, come and see if there is anything that is not to your liking? If so, we can correct it in time."

Shen Ge followed a few old people into the school, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the rough door frame, feeling a little excited.

It is said to be a school, but here are just two mud brick houses, which are very different from the school in his previous life, but these two houses carry the hope of the whole village.

The two rooms are very transparent, and the larger one is where the schoolchildren study. According to Shen Ge's suggestion, four windows were opened in total.The small one was Shen Ge's study, and the villagers even thoughtfully put a set of desks and chairs in Shen Ge's study.

There is a big tree on the side of the study, and a big sundial stands on the side near the school, which is used by teachers and students to keep time.

Shen Ge and the others walked around, the second master kept nodding, "Bright."

The third master asked: "Mr. Xiucai, when will the children come to school?"

"Just the day after tomorrow? I mainly teach at Chenshi and Sishi. I only have classes in the morning and it doesn't delay the children. I have the books at my place, so you don't want to buy them again. You can think about it in the next two days and send your children to school. Please tell me. As for Shuxiu, you can pay any Shuxiu, and you can give it whatever you want, no more than half a tael of silver."

Eighth Master was the first to agree, "Hey, good day after tomorrow."

Shen Hongfa asked: "Shall I go talk to the villagers now?"

The third master waved his hand, "Only relying on one mouth to say when will we talk about it? We can't do this important event in Shenjia Village quietly. I think we should write a notice on big red paper and post it in front of the ancestral hall. Ask each other if you see it." Ask, and you'll know what's going on."

Everyone praised the third master for his quick thinking, and Shen Ge readily agreed to write a notice when he planned to go back.

The desks and chairs in the school would not be delivered until the afternoon, and the few people turned around for a long time, even turning around the latrines a little far away from the school before turning back.

Shen Hongfa is the head of the village. Everyone eats lunch at his house. The village pays for the materials, kills fat chickens and ducks, and grinds tofu. A lively table is set up with two jars of turbid wine. Nothing so lively.

Several old people were drunk at the banquet, and the old tears held Shen Ge's hand and asked him to teach him well. Shenjia Village has been nested in this small place for so long, and there should be a few golden phoenixes flying out.

Shen Ge naturally solemnly agreed.

After a meal, when the sun started to set, Shen Ge was toasted a few times, and he was dizzy. After being sent back, he lay on the bed without taking a shower.

Manzi came back from his homework and found that Shen Ge was still sleeping. The room smelled of alcohol, so he couldn't help stretching out his big rough palm to touch his forehead worriedly, "Mr. Xiucai, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Shen Ge sat up lazily, leaned against the bed frame and yawned, barely opening his eyes, mumbling: "It's okay, I just drank too much."

Manzi looked at his blushing face, worried, "Why do you drink so much? Shall I go make you a hangover soup?"

"No, I'll be fine if I sleep again." Shen Ge hugged the quilt and murmured, suddenly realized, dissatisfied: "Why do you still call me Xiucai Gong?"

"Ok?"

"It sounds strange to be called Xiucaigong. You just call me Brother Ge? Hey, this name doesn't work. It's much more pleasant to call me Brother Rong. By the way, you can also call me Mr., a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of your life. Call me master..."

Shen Ge didn't know what he thought of, and he was muttering words, but unfortunately, no one except himself understood what he was talking about.

Manzi saw that he was really drunk, so he had no choice but to support his thin body, trying to tuck him into the bed.

Shen Ge was very obedient when he was drunk, Man Zi put him under the quilt, he didn't resist at all, and obediently withdrew his hands.On the contrary, when he was lying down, his clothes were curled up, Manzi covered him with a quilt, and suddenly saw a bruise on his snow-white collarbone.

Manzi's heart froze, thinking that he was knocking somewhere, he hurriedly opened his skirt to check, not wanting to see a piece of red, swollen and purple, he opened the clothes on the other shoulder, only to see that that shoulder was also bruised and swollen.

Manzi knew that this was caused by Shen Ge's carrying the basket yesterday, and he regretted that he hadn't picked him up earlier and helped him carry the basket back.

Shen Ge noticed Manzi's movements, he moved uncomfortably, he seemed to be more sober, and he seemed to be more drunk, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of Manzi's clothes, and instructed inarticulately: "Manzi, deep in the kitchen cabinet There are beef cubes, specially reserved for you, you go and taste."

Manzi listened attentively to his rambling words, and when he heard what he said clearly, Manzi couldn't help being startled, and stood beside Shen Ge's bed, and didn't leave for a long time.