Chapter 890

The noble children who studied with him later died and fled. They were in front of the wall in the Western Jin Dynasty. Later, they colluded with the Chinese family. Anyway, few of them are good things.

Character is doomed and can be taught the day after tomorrow, but it has nothing to do with reading.

But Dudu can read, drink some ink and make some good friends.

Lingjia Wen happily followed Dudu and whispered to him, "Dudu, don't worry, I already have the strength of a junior martial arts teacher. If anyone in the class dares to bully you in the future, I'll teach them a lesson."

Looking at lingjiawen, his father has changed his appearance, but his body shape remains the same. The chubby one is still cute and full of aura. He can't help feeling better.

From now on, he should abandon the barbarian practice and use his IQ to win the love and respect of others.

Dudu and lingjiawen came to their class under the leadership of a great Xuanshi in Xuanmen.

Because Dudu is less than three and a half years old and lingjiawen is less than four and a half years old, the two children are arranged in a small liberal arts class.

Because it is not a professional college after all, the private school of Xuanmen has only set up four classes.

Big class 1, big class 2, small class 1, small class 2.

The children participating in the study are under the age of 10, and the oldest is only 10. Taking the age of six as the boundary, the children over the age of six are the large class and the children under the age of six are the small class.

The subjects are divided into liberal arts and martial arts. For example, children in two small classes, when class 1 is liberal arts, class 2 is martial arts, and when class 2 is liberal arts, class 1 is martial arts.

As long as children have Xuanli or internal power, they will enter the sect system after the age of 10. Therefore, before the age of 10, they will focus on liberal arts, while martial arts is only some basic theoretical knowledge of martial arts or primary martial arts teaching such as zhamabu.

On that day, more than 70000 traitors and wallflower died in the Xuanmen gate, but because they died silently, the children in the private school didn't know.

In addition, the children's parents are disciples of Xuanmen. They don't have so much time to take care of them because of practicing kung fu on weekdays, so all children implement the semi closed teaching method of going home once every three days.

There are 320 children in the private school, of which 220 are the children of traitors.

In line with the idea that although adults do wrong, but children are right, Wen Yao just ordered people to look at these children, did not embarrass them, and did not want to kill them forever.

For the children, everyone only said that their parents were sent out to perform tasks. The tasks were heavy and took a long time. They would come back a long time later. After that, it was said that their parents died in the performance of their duties.

The children are simple, so suddenly more than 200 children have no parents, and they don't feel anything wrong.

Dudu and lingjiawen are arranged in class 1.

There are 62 children in class 1. The master's surname is Zou. Because he was born weak and can't gather internal power, he can only rely on knowledge to eat.

Fortunately, Wen Yao took a fancy to him. Otherwise, in this world where he paid no attention to the study of cultural knowledge, he would starve to death in the world.

Master Zou's eyes lit up when he saw that master Da Xuan introduced Du Du and Lingjia Wen.

"Master Liu Daxuan, are these two little guys your children?"

Great Xuanshi is the name of Xuanji to prefecture level masters. There are only two elders in Xuanmen, a sect of heaven level masters. As Liu Daxuan, the peak of Xuanmen, Mr. Zou knows him.

It can be said that he knows the names of all the masters close to and above the prefecture level, and has a good relationship.

Asked by master Zou, Master Liu Daxuan thought that he would like to really have a relationship with the two children.

"No. two newcomers came a few days ago. Now the newcomers have been woven into the ranks of disciples. These two children have no one to take care of, so I brought them here."

As soon as he heard that he was a newcomer, a trace of unsharpness flashed in the depths of Mr. Zou's bright eyes. Dudu and lingjiawen are young. Their attention has been focused on other children in the class since they came in. How can Liu Dayuan, a man with five big and three thick, understand the eyes of old sour Confucianism?

"So it is." Mr. Zou asked, "what's your name, you two?"

"My name is Lu Li."

"My name is Jiawen."

Dudu and Xiaowen answered the teacher generously.

"Master Zou, these two children are almost the youngest in this private school. Please take care of them more."

"Hehe, don't worry. I will take good care of them. Master Liu Daxuan, please go back."

"OK, I'll go."

The headmaster specially greeted him. Don't talk too much. Don't make people think the two children are very special. So master Liu Daxuan thought he had done well. As soon as the master asked him to rest assured, he didn't even dare to look at the Lord's son. The little master of Xuanmen left directly.

Dudu and lingjiawen stood in the middle of the front of the classroom, with a sweet smile on their lips, waiting for the master's arrangement.

Who knows

"Please look at page 7 and continue our study of poetry today."

Dudu: "

Lingjia text: "

The two children looked at each other and wondered why the teacher didn't talk to them and didn't arrange seats for them to stand next to the front of the classroom, just like two children who were corporal punished.

The master has begun to lecture eloquently. Next, some children are listening carefully. They don't have a bird Dudu at all. Some children glance at Dudu from time to time with sympathy in their eyes.

The children sitting in the front rows of the classroom looked at them with ridicule and provocation from time to time, which made the always smart Dudu stunned in an instant.

Zou Fuzi shook his head and read the poems in the book one after another. The whole person has been trapped in the artistic conception of the poems. Dudu and Lingjia are like dust forgotten by the whole world.

Finally, after reading all three poems, Dudu couldn't help it.

"Master Zou, Jiawen and I are still standing here. We don't have seats yet."

Mr. Zou frowned. He was very dissatisfied. Dudu disturbed his sudden Yaxing and looked at the two children.

Good looking, very good looking. When I grow up, the men are handsome and the women are beautiful. But

This is not what Mr. Zou cares about at all.

He said unhappily, "who asked you to interrupt the teacher's teaching? Do you understand what politeness is? The adults in your family have not taught you. When the teacher is talking, can students not speak? You come to the school to disturb the classroom order without even understanding the most basic things. Do you understand?"