Farming game: raise cubs with equipment

Chapter 750

Yan Dashuang's voice was unhurried, and still a little immature when telling stories, no worse than the storytellers at all.

The students were fascinated by what they heard, and they all asked the following text: "Then, did Monkey King win the Tathagata Buddha?"

"Of course not." Yan Dashuang replied.

"Ah?" The students were a little disappointed, "How can such a powerful person never fight?"

"If the fight is over, there will be no more things to come." Yan Dashuang smiled mysteriously, "Sun Wukong did not escape from the Tathagata's palm after all, and was pressed under the Five Elements Mountain by him. After 500 years, Guanyin was ordered to go to the Dongtu is looking for Buddhist scriptures..."

"Under the guidance of Avalokitesvara, Sun Wukong and Tang Seng became mentors and apprentices. Later, they recognized Little White Dragon, Drifting Monk, and Zhu Bajie as apprentices. The four masters and apprentices went all the way to the west to learn scriptures..."

Following Yan Dashuang's explanation, the students had a heated discussion.

"Sun Wukong is so powerful, he can change 72 times, he can do somersaults, and he can do somersaults for thousands of miles. After being locked in the gossip furnace by the Taishang Laojun for 49 days, not only did he not die, he also developed a pair of piercing eyes. I want to be People like him!"

"Nonsense! Tang Seng is amazing! He has become Sun Wukong's master! As long as he recites a mantra, Monkey King must listen to him no matter how powerful he is!"

"Hi Monkey King!"

"Hi Tang Monk!"

"I said Sun Wukong is amazing!"

"I said Tang Seng is amazing!"

Everyone, you don't accept me, I don't accept you, and finally put the decision-making power in Yan Da's hands: "Yan Chu, who do you want to be in it?"

Yan Dashuang scratched his head: "I think Zhu Bajie is pretty good."

"Zhu Bajie is delicious and lazy, what's so good about it?"

"He is kind-hearted and hardworking." Yan Dashuang replied with a smile.

The Ninth Prince expressed dissatisfaction: "Ah? What is this? Is Drifting bad?"

Yan Dashuang: "I just like the way he looks lazy."

Ninth Prince: "..."

Yes, very strong, and he likes it too.

After the discussions went nowhere, everyone begged Yan Dashuang to talk more.

Yan Dashuang glanced at the Ninth Prince as usual.

The Ninth Prince resigned to his fate and poured him a glass of water with the teapot: "Drink more, I won't kill you."

Yan Dashuang raised his eyebrows, hiding his achievements and fame.

"If you want to talk about the journey to the west, you have to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties. The road is not smooth. There are always monsters who want to catch Tang Seng and eat his meat. It is said that after eating it, you can live forever..."

"Speaking of which, I have to mention the story of three dozen bone spirits."

Yan Dashuang flinched, paused, and stopped to take a sip of water.

Everyone was in a hurry, and they were afraid that the urging would make him choke, so they hurriedly held their breath.

Yan Dashuang put down his cup and continued: "One day, everyone met a young woman in the mountains. Sun Wukong had piercing eyes, and he could tell at a glance that the other party was a bone spirit. He beat the monster to death with a golden cudgel, but Tang Seng didn't know it. Seeing his lover kill someone, he immediately cursed, saying that he acted recklessly and did not listen to the lesson, so he recited the magic spell, and Monkey King rolled around on the ground in pain."

"This Tang Monk really doesn't know good from bad!"

"Tang Seng is just a mortal, and he doesn't know that the other party is a monster."

Yan Dashuang said: "Sun Wukong calmed down Tang Monk by talking all kinds of things, but he didn't go far, and met an old woman again. The old woman said that she came out to look for her daughter. Bone Demon, beat her to death again, guess what happened?"

The Ninth Prince thought for a while: "Since there are three dozen bone spirits, there should be another dozen."

"That's right, this time Tang Seng became even more angry than before. After seeing Monkey King beating the bone spirit who had turned into an old man to death again, he couldn't bear it anymore, and drove Monkey King out, saying that there was no apprentice like him."

"Did Tang Monk get eaten from behind?"

"If you are eaten, how can you continue to learn the scriptures? In the end, Tang Seng lost the protection of Monkey King and was caught by the bone spirit. Only then did he realize that he had wronged Monkey King. After Zhu Bajie escaped, he went to Huaguo Mountain to retrieve Monkey King. Monkey King ignored the past. Rescue him, only then did Tang Seng repent."

Hearing this, everyone sighed: "Sun Wukong is really kind."

"What's so good?" A majestic voice came from outside the door.

Only then did everyone wake up. It turned out that Taifu Lin came back and gave them homework before leaving. This is great, everyone is here listening to the story, so they didn't move a word.

Everyone's faces were pale, terrible, if they were caught by Mrs. Lin, they would have to eat fried meat with a ruler.

Taifu Lin stood in front of the door expressionlessly. In fact, he had been here for some time. After listening to Yan Dashuang's story for a while, the story was so exciting that even he couldn't help being fascinated by it.

But one matter is another matter, what should be said should be said, what should be hit should be hit.

Taifu Lin stood on the podium, looking around.

Everyone who saw his gaze lowered their heads.

Yan Dashuang and Yan Xiaoshuang looked at each other and lowered their heads guiltily.

"What about the homework I taught you?" Mrs. Lin knocked on the table, making a bang bang bang sound.

Everyone couldn't help shaking.

"Teacher Lin, one person does the work and the other is in charge. It's all because of me that they failed to complete their homework. Please don't punish them. If you want to punish them, punish me." Yan Dashuang stood up.

The Ninth Prince also stood up: "No, if you want to punish you, you have to punish your highness. It was your highness who forced you to tell stories, which delayed the students' homework."

Yan Xiaoshuang narrowed her eyes: "Teacher Lin, it's all my fault. I failed to remind my brother when he made a mistake. It's all because the story was told so wonderfully that I missed the time. Please punish my brother."

The eleventh prince also stood up: "Teacher Lin, my Highness is also at fault, please punish him."

Everyone also stood up: "Teacher, please punish us."

"Okay, okay, okay, you are forcing me!" Taifu Lin said angrily.

Yan Xiao's eyebrows looked over sincerely, no one who saw his eyes would doubt the sincerity in them: "Teacher calm down, we have no such intentions, we sincerely repent."

"It's just that Professor Taifu's things are too boring for us, and we don't fully understand the meaning of them." Speaking of this, Yan Xiaoshuang paused, "Although what my brother told is a short story , but it sounds like a lot of truth in it. It is catchy, familiar, popular and profound. I say this not to excuse my brother, but to put forward our opinions. Can the Taifu improve the teaching method? What about improvement? Confucius once said that teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is not suitable for everyone, Taifu, are you right?"

Everyone was excited by these words.

Yan Xiaoshuang spoke out their aspirations, learning something they didn't understand every day, it was boring and boring, and she had no interest at all, but it was a compulsory course for them as princes and princesses, whether you want to learn it or not, you can You have to learn, even if you don't understand, you have to memorize it, cramming the knowledge into your brain first and then say it.

The Ninth Prince's eyes were even more dewy, Yan Xiaoshuang could be said to be in his heart.

He never dared to say this, since his birth, his father, queen and concubine taught him to learn more knowledge before he could learn things like that, ordering him to act like a prince as a prince.

God is so pitiful, after all, he is just an eight-year-old child who rises earlier than the emperor every day, and goes to the Imperial College to study early.

As a prince, he can't do this, and he can't do that.

Xu Shi had never said such a thing to Lin Taifu, and Lin Taifu was stunned.

He had the feeling that he had been taught a lesson by a child. His long-term education told him to reprimand Yan Xiaoshuang for disrespecting his teacher, but his rationality told him that what Yan Xiaoshuang said was right.

As a master, it's not that he didn't see the boredom in these children's eyes, but his obligation is to train these princesses and princes into outstanding talents.

The emperor doesn't allow his children to be trash, let alone being shameless.

Every word and deed has a standard to measure.

He used to think so too, everyone came here like this, even the emperor, didn't he get slapped by him when he was naughty when he was a child?

Does he ever hate himself now?
no.

Taifu Lin felt that he would have no regrets in bringing up the emperor's children in his lifetime, so he could leave with confidence.

But Yan Xiaoshuang's words today were like a whip that hit his proud face severely, and shaved his face clean.

Bloody and full of sincerity.

People are speechless and at a loss.

He has been teaching for so many years, but he was still asked by a child.

Taifu Lin's eyes became more bleak, and he seemed to be decades older in an instant.

"Yes, you are right."

Everyone cheered and applauded secretly for the first victory in history.

Taifu Lin's voice sank, and he patted the table with the ruler: "But, this is not a means for you to escape punishment!"

"My punishment for you is..."

Taifu Lin looked around for a week, and saw that everyone was staring at him.

He raised the corners of his lips slightly: "My punishment for you is to listen to the story told by Yan Dashuang."

"Ah!" Everyone covered their mouths.

Looking at Taifu Lin with full eyes, he said loudly: "Teacher, you are so kind."

Taifu Lin's eyebrows jumped, this was probably the only good thing he heard in the history of teaching.

However, how could it be so simple?

"Don't be happy for too long, I have another request."

Yan Dashuang blinked his big eyes, as long as he was not asked to copy books: "What request?"

Taifu Lin smiled and said: "After listening to the story, each person should write down their feelings in no less than one hundred words, and they must be handed over to me in a day."

"Teacher!"

"Why are you not satisfied?"

"Satisfied and satisfied!" The Ninth Prince said quickly, afraid that he would add two hundred and three hundred if he was upset.

He has a deep understanding of this, and after the Tai Tuo made a decision, he must absolutely not refute him.

The end of refutation is very miserable, he is an example.

To this day, his hand still hurts.

(End of this chapter)