After leaving class, he spent a while with Assistant Professor Xie, and it was close to dinner when he got home.
Both Mr. Lu and the carpenter were waiting for him at home.
Cui Xie divided the priorities and asked someone to arrange wine and food to entertain Mr. Lu. First, he met the carpenter in the small courtyard and asked him if he could give the old man a wooden wheelchair as large as a rocking chair and equipped with wheels on both sides.
Don't use expensive hard wood, but light and soft. The armrests on the left and right sides of the chair are best adjustable, which can be flattened or removed, so that it is convenient to hold people up.
If you can make a wheelchair, you can use another nursing bed: a bearing is installed in the middle of the bed board, and half of the crib board can be lifted by the twisting mechanism, supporting the upper body of the elderly to sit up.
He took the charcoal pencil and drew a schematic diagram for the carpenter according to the appearance of the hospital bed in memory, and asked him if he could do it.
The carpenter was an old craftsman Cui Liangdong specifically sought. One of his beards was white, his hands were covered with old scars, his fingertips were thick and blunt, but his fingers were extremely flexible. He took the charcoal pencil from Cui Xie's hand, added wooden shelves on both sides of the bed, hung a thin wire from the top, and added a winch to the side. He pointed to the screen and said: "It is not easy to install the machine from the bottom like the son said. , But if you install a few slings here and ask someone to use a winch when hoisting, it will be easy to borrow force."
Yes, you can save effort with the pulley block.
He thought about the single bed in the hospital, and the craftsman thought about the big bed of ordinary people. The effect of the painting was naturally different. Seeing that his design is more practical than his own, Cui Xie simply entrusted the matter to the expert: "Then we need these two first, please be more elaborate. Patriarch Being sick in bed for a long time, with weak bones broken away, I am afraid that it will be uncomfortable to sit up suddenly. We can't replace his illness as juniors, and we can only work on the seat."
The old craftsman said sighingly: "Where can I find a filial offspring like a son? An ordinary person has a patient who is willing to clean him up and prevent him from getting bedsores. It is considered filial. Who would think of getting him The bed to sit up? Don't worry, son, I have used a wheelchair before, and I must make it comfortable for the old man. The bed needs to be considered."
Cui Xie asked Cui Liangdong to give a deposit of five taels of silver first, and told him to go back to buy wood and polish it carefully. The craftsman looked at the piece of snow-white silver entwined with filaments, smiled so that the wrinkles were open, and retorted: "In fact, it doesn't need to be so much. It's enough to deposit one or two two. The son of such a big family business, the old man does not believe you. Can you pay the money on time?"
These two and a half are not only for wheelchairs and beds. Cui Xie smiled and said: "There is not much silver, the old man just accept it, how can it make you work and pad the silver? If the bed is not good for a while, you can build the wheelchair first. Please help build a paper pavilion and a paper gallery like that often used in the south—"
There is no kang in the south. In winter, we rely on charcoal fire to survive. In cold weather, literati would paste moire paper on a wooden frame outside the bed to create a "paper pavilion" with a paper top on all sides. Burning charcoal inside is warm and saves fire.
This is the historical material cited in the chapter "Paper Making" in his ancient chemistry book. He read it by the way when he found out the techniques of paper making and printing in the Qing Dynasty. When he first arrived in Qian'an in the winter, he also wanted to set up a paper pavilion in his backyard office. Later, because the craftsmen found it inconvenient to get in and out, he finally failed to make it.
For ordinary people, the paper pavilion can only be used or not, but it is really useful for people who are chronically ill like Mrs. Cui: if the pavilion is made dense and airtight, the surrounding is translucent. Can he sit inside and enjoy the scenery outside the pavilion? He might be in a better mood if he went out from the door to an airtight paper corridor and let the old man walk around in it.
Anyway, it's just wood strips and paper paste, the cost is not high, and it is stored in the warehouse when not in use, and it does not prevent others from entering and leaving.
He instructed Cui Liangdong to send the craftsman back first, and then come back in the daytime tomorrow to measure the corridors and doors, and order a paper corridor with windows. He changed a set of cyan and straight body, wearing a scarf, and went to see Mr. Lu in the front yard.
Mr. Lu was already waiting for him in the flower hall. Seeing him entering the door, he lifted his eyelids and opened a face toward the door, revealing a small square face with deep Sichuan lines between his eyebrows and a thin, skinny face in his 40s, and said lightly: "It turned out to be Cui The chief of the case is here, and we are welcome."
He looked different from what Cui Xie had imagined. He was a bit dark, his brows were frowning, his face seemed a little gloomy, and there was a sense of loneliness lingering around him, not very gregarious.
Cui Xie walked in and apologized: "I should have come to see your husband earlier, but since I got home, I have always had a lot of work and I haven't worked hard until now."
Mr. Lu snorted and put down his wine glass and said: "Cui's case is the first to study poor principles, to know how to act. What kind of knowledge is understood by his own soul. Why do you have to look at my husband who has a false name and misleads?"
Choi Xie hung his hands in the air, and said awkwardly, "Mr. Domon taught in his early years..."
Mr. Lu said: "What did I teach you again? Even if I teach you some filial piety, honesty and respect, poetry, etiquette and music, and a brief explanation of the principles of each thing, it will not teach you how to cultivate. It’s my husband’s incompetence to perform the job."
He said this string, seeing that Cui Xie seemed to understand what he didn't understand, his face became darker again, and he asked directly: "When I taught you "University", how did I talk to you? Zhu Zi Answer these words of Uncle Wu Hui, have you forgotten them? Gezhi used to learn how to cultivate and practice, and then he can clarify the complicated mind and professional knowledge!"
He simply gritted his teeth and said: "Before people said that I could not teach, and delayed the child prodigy, I also thought to myself that I had taught you some ways to scavenge your mind and thoughts, which can be useful for your study and composition. Now I know, It turns out that the world is right, the ones I taught have never been remembered in your heart..."
It's not that I don't remember, it's just that the person I learned is not him. Cui Xie stepped back and couldn't bear to look at Mr. Lu.
Mr. Lu thought he was guilty, stood up and walked in front of him, holding back his anger and said, "I still have the shamelessness to stay in the Cui's house, but only to see the eldest son." His eyebrows floated faintly. I was impatient, and asked bluntly: "When I taught you, did you ever have something to do with your heart? You study for three days and fish for two days, so how can I fail to persuade and teach you? Don’t give you homework and urge you to endorse?"
Cui Xie was speechless.
He really couldn't think of it beforehand. When he came to see Mr. Qian, he felt like meeting his girlfriend who had broken up for many years, and he still had to listen to this kind of slightly bitter complaint.
But Mr. Lu is so arrogant, maybe he didn't really want to delay Cui Xie? After all, this gentleman took over the original body only two years...
He could clearly feel that this body itself did not have the aptitude for memorability and extraordinary speed of thinking. I am at this level thanks to the various learning methods and dialectical thinking he has read in his previous life for more than ten years, and thanks to the hard disk golden finger, he doesn't have to worry about myopia and can review until midnight every day.
He secretly shook his head, first calmed the other party: "Sir, calm down, I used to be young and didn't know..."
Mr. Lu’s face darkened again, the muscles on his face trembling slightly, and he said with excitement, "I should entrust Master Cui to teach in this home. From you, the second son, the third son, even the Mongolian book I taught, except for taking time off to prepare for the exam, I didn’t dare to mislead my children! I don’t know where I did not teach well, leaving a generation of prodigies in my hands, and even a talent from a small county. They teach better than me..."
"Mr. Lu." Cui Xie's voice was not high, but he interrupted him very firmly: "At the beginning, the students hadn't learned anything from their husband. No wonder the husband blamed me. But I was talking to me in the county. When Mr. Lin was in school, he also devoted himself to teaching me. Without Mr. Lin, I would not be where I am today. The students were not well-educated at the time, so they could only blame themselves, and I hope Mr. Lin will stop getting involved with Mr. Lin."
Mr. Lu couldn't breathe, his face darkened from choking, and he turned around and sulked at the wall.
An uncle who is not very good-looking, he is as arrogant as the teenage little Lori, he is not awkward, and the person watching is also awkward...
Choi Xie wanted to cover his eyes.
Mr. Lu was angry at the wall for a while, then turned his head and arched his hand at him: "Now that the first son is in prison, the second son is not at home, and the third son is still young. I am afraid that it is better than me to change a talent. Lu Mou is very ignorant and dare not stay in Cui's house to delay a few high-ranking talents, so he will leave the restaurant in person with the eldest son today!"
Cui Xie hurriedly stopped him: "Mr. can't go. Now my father is far away in Yunnan, and the second and old are old. If my husband is not there, who will my three younger siblings go to entrust?"
Mr. Lu said coldly: "How can a man in his prime Lu teach the young lady!"
No, Mr. Lu looks more than forty, right? She could barely choose an outstanding young man. How could it be regarded as a good year in the Ming Dynasty?
Cui Xie's heart was almost flooded with the barrage, but juren, as this gentleman, and the boneless lotus he had taught little Cui Xie, still couldn't bear to let him go.
He grabbed Mr.'s thin wrist, pulled him back to the table with ease, poured a glass of wine and toasted it over, holding the cup with his hands, and said gently, "Mr. Forgive me for being impolite. Mr. Cai said to me the way of dignity. The way of knowing and doing, I didn’t think about it for a while, it was my fault. I didn’t go to school with my husband before, and we missed it because of rumors. If my husband refuses to stay at Cui’s house because of rumors, then I will be at the door tomorrow. I posted a notice outside to let people know that my husband was talented. It was because I wanted to be filial to my grandparents and I couldn’t concentrate on learning.”
Mr. Lu snorted coldly while holding the glass, watching him drink three consecutive glasses before drinking his own glass.
Although I drank alcohol, I still needed to put on the shelf. Mr. Lu watched his nose and nose, and said lightly: "I don't care about rumors, and I don't need to post any notices. Before, I didn't teach you well, and I didn't have the face to grab the name of the teacher-but I always want to teach you. These things let the world know that Lu Boshan is not the one who waits for nothing, and is not the one who is for nothing and delays his children from studying!"
After Choi Xie became famous, it was not Choi Langzhong who suffered the most in Jingli, but his husband. Anyone who mentions this Qian'an prodigy will have to say something secretly, because he has delayed the age of the former husband.
This year, Mr. Lu didn't even go out for banquets, and he was full of anger when he sat at home. Fortunately, Cui Langzhong has not resigned from his museum, otherwise he will be given the reputation of "the host thinks he is not educated and skillless, for fear that he will delay the remaining two sons", and he really can't stay in Beijing.
Before meeting today, he had actually moved his heart to leave Beijing. He just wanted to see Cui Xie again, quit the hall in person, and left with integrity. But when I saw that this student who was wearing a small three yuan case chief halo, and who had grown a bit of grace in the sky, and so earnestly persuading him to stay, he couldn't help but feel a little tempted and reluctant to leave.
Even if the student is not serious about studying with him, it is good to only teach science skills.
He hesitated so much, so he told Cui Xie to hold it down, pour the wine to apologize, and persuade him to stay. Mr. Lu half-pushed and ate a few glasses of wine on the spot, agreed to stay at Cui's house, and borrowed wine to cover his face, insisting that Cui Xie take the time to learn something with him.
Cui Xie is now completely exam-oriented learning, where is the time and mind to engage in philosophy? He bargained and said that he wanted to learn painting from him, and by the way, Cui Qi was also inserted, and asked the husband to teach him.
Mr. Lu was about to laugh at him: "Painting is just a little skill of passionate heart. You and I will learn this? Looking back, I saw the same year. Is it possible that I am not worthy to be a Xixi feast in Cui Mansion? Can you be a painter?"
He wanted to get up, see Cui Xie's hand on the table, think about his strength, and feel that he can't get up, just sit there and stare at him.
Cui Xie sighed: "Students are still young and have little knowledge. I am afraid that they will not be able to learn science and will annoy their husband. Moreover, the Imperial College has a heavy school work and students have to take care of family affairs and take care of all three aspects. I hope that Mr. Me."
Mr. Lu knew the situation in their family, and remembered that he was a talented young man who had to study and manage such a large family. He was busy until dinner. If you need to add any homework to him, I'm afraid it will break his backbone.
Well, let him take a step back as Mr.
Mr. Lu said: "Since I am serving as a banquet for your family, I have to listen to Dong Weng's arrangements, how can I screw it with you. I will teach the students who should be taught, but after three or five days, you have to come to me. Listen to a class here. I won't tell you any ethical principles, and now it's not my turn to lecture and study articles... Have you learned poetry from your Mr. Lin?"
He also wanted Cui Xie to recite a poem. Hearing that the poetry that Mr. Lin had corrected for him was not neat and not deep in meaning, he had to pick out some faults so he could go up and revise the instructions.
Cui Xie didn't even bother to memorize the response poem, and got up to drink directly: "Students are dull, I have never learned to write poetry before, so Mr. Lao will teach it later."
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