Lu Sheng was so angry that he saw Qin Shaoyou's indifferent appearance, but he was helpless. Qin Shaoyou was not afraid of a tiger when he was a newborn calf, but he was an old man, but he really couldn't afford to lose.

Finally, I would like to tell myself to be calm and calm, and I said: "I have some poetry and books here. You can take them and read them carefully, which may be of some benefit."

Qin Shaoyou shook his head and finally became more serious. Lu Shengxun himself, of course, had his plans for his own sake, but it was for his own good. He was not interested in this love, but he was just a material book: "Senior, there is no need for books. There are books in his studies, and there are as many as 100,000 books. It is not easy to read them? I just want to ask one thing."

"You said that."

"What if I want to teach knowledge, what if the students don't listen?" This is what Qin Shaoyou is most worried about.

Lu Sheng stroked his beard and said, "The teacher is like a father, and a strict teacher will be a good disciple. If you refuse to listen, you will be beaten."

"This is OK?" Qin Shaoyou frowned.

Here are four schools. Logically speaking, they are all children of officials, most of whom are rebellious and unwilling to be obedient.

Lu Sheng said so easily, but Qin Shaoyou had a new understanding of this era. He suddenly realized that this is not a future generation. In later generations, being a teacher cannot corporal punishment for students. What seems to be popular in this era is that filial sons appear under the stick and talents appear under the stick.

He felt relieved and smiled: "Senior, don't worry, I am good at this, as long as I am willing to listen to the class."

Seeing him like this, Lu Sheng was helpless and had to say, "Well, everything is up to you, I don't care."

He drove Qin Shaoyou out of the car, and Lu Shengnan left in anger.

Qin Shaoyou didn't take Lu Sheng's words to heart. Isn't it still one and a half months to take the test? It's too early.

He went to the Zhouwang Temple to buy some daily necessities, and specially chose a thick and long ruler, waved it a few times, and then returned to school with great enthusiasm.

In the afternoon, I will teach poetry and books.

Although there are thousands of students in the school, there are also categories. Some focus on poetry and books, some focus on history, and some focus on the Five Classics. Therefore, only a few hundred people actually learn poetry and books. Among these hundred people, there are actually tricks. Some students are actually just nominees and do not come to study in person. Instead, they follow their fathers to take office, spend time waiting for death, and wait until the imperial examination arrives, and they can be recommended by a prominent school.

So when Qin Shaoyou arrived at Mingjing Hall, he looked around and saw that there were only sixty or seventy students.

Everyone knelt behind the desk, but they were chattering and looking at Qin Shaoyou curiously.

Everyone knows that a chef came to be a teaching assistant in poetry. Some people were curious, some were dissatisfied, and some were just here to join in the fun.

Qin Shaoyou arrived at the lecture platform and then started to put things on. He did not bring any books, but first pulled out a three-foot-long ruler, put it on, and then said, "Have you all been lit?"

The clerk was responsible for the matter of Dianmao. In the hall, a clerk had already stepped forward with a list of flowers and said, "Sir, Dianmao has already Dianmao. There are 63 family members, but there are actually 62."

"What about one more?"

"That person..."

Qin Shaoyou decided to give a warning: "Say."

"That's the prince of the Marquis of Caizhou, and he usually comes later."

Qin Shaoyou frowned and said, "Is that right? No one in school is concerned?"

"this……"

Qin Shaoyou also knelt behind the desk, sat upright, and pursed his lips and said, "Then wait."

He stopped teaching and just waited here.

After waiting for an hour, the Prince Cai was still missing.

Many students were irritable, and some people couldn't help but say, "Teacher, why don't you teach?"

"It's his business that he doesn't come, so what do we do?"

"Do you just wait like this?"

Qin Shaoyou just closed his eyes and said nothing.

It was not until the sky was getting late, and the sunset fell. The sunset shone through the pane and fell on Qin Shaoyou's side face. Qin Shaoyou got up and said, "get out of class up." Then he held the ruler and left.

After a day, there was no professor of anything.

There was an uproar in school.

This teaching assistant is really a master.

Is a chef who can't teach a good official?

Qin Shaoyou turned a deaf ear to this, returned to his dormitory and fell asleep.

The next afternoon, the class was still taught and asked the clerk to take the roster to the spot, but the prince of Caizhou was still missing.

Qin Shaoyou used his old trick again, knelt on the ground, closed his eyes and took a nap. He sighed a little in his heart. When he was a shopkeeper in the restaurant, he slept every day, and when he came here, he slept again, haha... life is like a play.

The students were already dissatisfied. Some people questioned that Qin Shaoyou just coughed, then picked up the ruler on the desk and hit it on the palm of his hand.

The time passed.

The Prince of Hou of Caizhou has finally arrived.

The prince came in with a arrogant look on his face, looking for a document directly and knelt behind him.

The clerk walked carefully to Qin Shaoyou and whispered: "Sir, this is Yang Ting, the son of the Marquis of Caizhou."

"Oh." Qin Shaoyou's head was then slowly said: "Yang Ting, come forward."

However, Yang Ting still knelt down. He was burly and brave, and he turned his face aside with a sneer on his face.

Qin Shaoyou frowned and said, "Yang Ting, come forward!"

"What did the teaching assistant tell me to do?"

Qin Shaoyou said seriously: "You have repeatedly missed classes, why is this?"

Yang Ting smiled and said, "I have something to do."

"What's the matter?"

"If you have something, you have something."

Qin Shaoyou smiled faintly and said, "Is that right? But someone at home passed away?"

This sentence immediately made the atmosphere in the classroom full of solemnity.

Many students were stunned, and then they looked at Qin Shaoyou with unconscious expressions.

It should be noted that this Prince of the Marquis of Caizhou, although he is just a Marquis, his father's actual position is very powerful. He works in the Imperial Envoy's Taiyuan. Not only that, his father also has an old friend named Zhou Xing. Who is Zhou Xing? He is a person as famous as Lai Junchen, so this Prince of Yang Ting and Yang has already become Zhou Xing as his godfather. With such an identity, not to mention being an assistant to four subjects, even if he is a doctor, I am afraid he will be polite to him.

Yang Ting was indeed angry, and he sneered: "Chezi Qin, do I know you, you deserve to teach me? What are you? You are so slap in the monkey and the crown of the monkey. I dare to talk nonsense again, I will peel you off."

"Then you try it." Qin Shaoyou looked at him with a smile.

Yang Ting was already furious. Without saying a word, he really stood up and came to the lecture platform. He said murderously: "Do you know who you offended!"

"I have to see the teachings."

"Do you know my godfather Zhou Xing?"

"I heard of Daqi for a long time." This person was one of the famous cruel officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It was difficult for Qin Shaoyou to know whether he wanted to.

Yang Ting walked to Qin Shaoyou and wanted to pull Qin Shaoyou's clothes.

Qin Shaoyou reacted quickly, and when he let out his body, he stood up with the flow.

Facing the aggressive Yang Ting, he glanced at the corner of his eyes and swept over the shocked student, and then said, "I teach you knowledge. I hope you can become a talent. Do you have the attitude of learning to be a teacher like this?

Yang Ting laughed wildly and said, "You are just a chef..."

Halfway through his words, his words came to an abrupt end because Qin Shaoyou had already punched him.

The next moment, his fist fell directly on his face, and he could not dodge it. You should know that when Qin Shaoyou learned cooking in his previous life, he practiced the first thing he wanted to practice was knife skills, holding a kitchen knife and flipping his wrists, trying to make no mistakes at all, and the speed was extremely fast. Although he was thin, his wrist was very strong, and this punch hit Yang Ting's nose directly.

Smack...

The sound of entering the flesh sounded, and the cartilage on the bridge of the nose made a slight shattering sound, which seemed to be broken.

Yang Ting let out a uh pain, covered his nose and retreated backwards. Between his fingers, there was a dripping nosebleed from the cracks.

Qin Shaoyou closed his fists and said word by word: "I am not a chef, but your mentor!"

"Dare you hit me?"

Qin Shaoyou curled his lips and said, "Not only do you have to beat him, but you also have to beat him so that your godfather doesn't recognize you!"

Next, Qin Shaoyou picked up the ruler and beat Yang Ting around. Yang Ting covered his nose and hugged his head, screaming.

Halfway through the fight, the ruler was cut off. Qin Shaoyou couldn't help but scold: "I ruined my three cents!"

Yang Ting had collapsed to the ground, just screaming.
Chapter completed!