Datang male nanny

Chapter 117
Ni Tu came to the study in the backyard, and saw Wang Baidu sitting up straight behind the short desk.

A short, fat man with a thin beard was holding a ruler, admonishing Wang Baidu.

When Ni Tu came to the door, he didn't pay attention to the teacher at all.

Because Ni Tu just heard the teacher talking about the fallacy of "the emperor and his ministers" and "the ruler wants his ministers to die, so the ministers have to die".

Ni Tu felt extremely disgusted.

"Baidu, we agreed to go and play, why don't you go?"

Not only Wang Baidu kept winking at Ni Tu in surprise, even the teacher's eyes widened in anger, and he looked Ni Tu up and down with his teeth clenched.

"Are you the companion child? Huh! You have skins and no knowledge, so what's the point of a promise? Don't forget that human nature is to like the new and dislike the old!"

When Ni Tu heard this man's words, he was clearly cursing sourly.

He called himself that kind of... male nanny?

Ni Tu became even more angry with the teacher.

"Confucius has a saying: don't see anything wrong with propriety, don't listen to anything wrong with propriety, don't speak anything wrong with propriety. Since there is something wrong with propriety, why should a gentleman care about it? How can he ask questions? Could it be said that Mr. Wang has envy, envy and hatred for petty favors? "

"You! Shuzi...Zhuzi..."

At this moment, Wang Baidu's eyes widened suddenly, and he became ecstatic.

Yes, this Ni Tu is not simple, he did what he always wanted to do.

In the future, with his backing behind him, he would still be afraid of the shit of this strict gentleman.

"Mr. Bai, he is a male nanny hired by me with a high salary. He is my property, and he has no right to ask about it."

"I don't have the right to ask questions? Good! Good! Since it's your private property, I can't control it, but I have the final say on this classroom!" Mr. Bai said angrily, pointing at Ni Tu with his book, "You give me Stop! If you want to enter the house, unless you can compose a poem within ten breaths, and you must convince the old man in terms of rhythm and meaning, otherwise, you will squat at the door like a watchdog from now on!"

When Ni Tu heard the insulting words, he immediately became angry: "Ten breaths? I can make a poem that will blow you away in seven breaths!"

"Okay! Zhu Zi is arrogant, do what you can!" Mr. Bai was so angry that his face turned black and his whole body trembled. He just waited for Ni Tu to make a fool of himself so that he could vent his anger.

Ni Tu pondered.

This kind of contemplation made Mr. Bai think that he was about to admit defeat.

In fact, Ni Tu was depressed in his heart: Knowing hundreds of poems, which one should I use?

After thinking about it, there is a song that just fits the current scene.

"Stay firm on the green hills and not let go, the roots are originally in the broken rocks."

Mr. Bai smiled slightly, but there was a snorting hum in the smile, "It really is a villager!"

"Thousands of blows are still strong,"

Mr. Bai was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and his beard-twirling hands became agitated, and he even pulled off a few beards.

Mr. Bai didn't have time to feel the pain, but he heard Ni Tu continue to say: "Let the wind blow from east to west, from north to south."

Mr. Bai's hands hanging in mid-air froze, and he licked the poem dumbfounded.

The more you touch it, the more mysterious it becomes.

Mr. Bai was shocked.

How could he not know the power of this psalm.

Bamboo does not relax its grip on the green hills at all, and its roots are firmly stuck in the crevices of the rocks.After experiencing countless hardships and blows, the body is still strong, no matter whether you blow the southeast wind in the scorching summer, or the northwest wind in the severe winter.

A few simple words describe the fortitude of bamboo.

Scholars love bamboo and the ambition of bamboo, but there is no poem that can match it.

Such ingenious things allude to great principles in poems that will surely become popular all over the world in a short period of time, and Ni Tu will also become famous thousands of miles away.

Thinking that the object of this poem's ridicule was actually his wife, Mr. Bai blushed with shame.

The heart of caring for students still overcomes the dissatisfaction in my heart.

Things have come to this point, he can't insist on keeping Ni Tu out, if Wang Ning finds out about it afterwards, he will definitely send him away.

If he is found out by the scholars who have been friends with him on weekdays, his reputation will be completely stink.

What's more, I have long heard that this kid was recommended by the famous Xue Meier, rejecting Ni Tu is equivalent to slapping Xue Meier in the face, and I still can't bear it and walk around.

Mr. Bai gritted his teeth, flicked his sleeves vigorously, turned around, stood behind the desk, and asked, "What's the name of this poem?"

Seeing that he was submissive, Ni Tu apologized with both hands, bowed slightly, and replied: "Return to Master, this poem is called Seven-step Poem Praising Bamboo Joints."

"Seven-step poem?" Thinking that Ni Tu did take a few steps just now, he suddenly felt his face turn red and hot.

He was secretly surprised, "I didn't expect that I would be connected with this poem. That's good, it can be regarded as leaving a rigorous academic style for myself, and it can be regarded as a good reputation."

For the sake of his reputation, Mr. Bai gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be late from now on!"

Wang Baidu hurriedly waved his little hand happily, motioning for Ni Tu to sit beside him.

Seeing Ni Tu's awkward kneeling posture, Mr. Bai was secretly happy, and finally seized the opportunity to punish this brat.

Just now, the old man miscalculated and asked you, a kid, to humiliate the old man with poems, so the old man used corporal punishment to give you a bad blow.

Mr. Bai threw the book in his hand on the table, and came to Ni Tu with a ruler in his hand.

"Zhuzi is extremely rude! To be a gentleman, you must stand upright, and you must kneel down when you kneel."

"The so-called kneeling sits are very particular! Kneel on the ground, put your buttocks on your ankles, keep your upper body upright, place your hands naturally on your knees, keep a calm demeanor at all times, and keep your eyes straight. This is sitting upright."

"When offering sacrifices, the buttocks should be slightly away from the ankles, and the upper body should be straight to show solemnity."

Mr. Bai was hit on both legs with a ruler and on his buttocks with a ruler.Feeling the burning pain, Ni Tu felt that this was obviously not a courtesy, but torture.

Helpless, he could only grit his teeth and persist.

Seeing Ni Tu's embarrassment, Wang Baidu grinned.

Mr. Bai was even more angry.

"Hand out!"

"Clap clap clap..."

Ni Tu felt refreshed when he saw Wang Baidu's tears were about to flow from the pain.

Mr. Bai continued to walk around Ni Tu with the ruler, and without losing the opportunity, he gave a heavy ruler, still muttering: "The so-called respectful sitting refers to lowering the head slightly when sitting flat, and looking at the knees of the person opposite. This sitting posture is mostly used to face the superior to show respect."

"When facing the elders, you should adopt a solemn posture with your head down and your eyes restrained. If you lower your head completely and keep your elbows drooping at all times, it is called humble sitting. This is what a servant needs to maintain when meeting his master. A gesture of humility."

(End of this chapter)