Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 618
Children's education is a big problem, both in past and present lives.

Children are relatively happy these days. There are not so many subjects, and there are no interest classes, improvement classes, and training classes that have sprung up like mushrooms.

More than 1000 years later, children live a more tiring life than adults, and they don't know what kind of talents this messy cramming education method has cultivated for the family and the country.

Childhood, teenagers, adults, since I can remember, at every stage of life, I can hardly find the happiness I should have. I have learned a lot of skills, but my personality has collapsed.

Li Qinzai didn't want his son to become like this, so he never put pressure on Qiaoer's studies.He hopes that Qiao'er will have a carefree childhood, and when he grows up, he will know that a good childhood memory can heal all the pain in life.

Before leaving Chang'an, Li Qinzai didn't give him much homework. With a little bit of diligence, he could finish it in about three to five days. Other than that, he just practiced calligraphy.

Practicing calligraphy is not negotiable. Handwriting is a person's façade. When you grow up, you will be unlearned and incompetent. The handwriting you write must be good-looking.

When Qiao'er brought homework, Li Qinzai inspected it with a majestic expression, and his sharp eyes wandered between him and the homework from time to time, as if his eyes could see through the fog of life and reach the essence of things.

Qiao'er was taken aback by his majestic eyes, her small body trembled, her face was full of panic, and she blinked quickly.

Seeing his guilty look, Li Qinzai became more and more sure that he had a ghost in his heart, so his expression became gloomy.

Under the strong psychological pressure, Qiao'er finally couldn't help but said: "Father, my child is wrong..."

"Where did you go wrong?"

"My child secretly tore up more than a dozen pages of the homework that father gave before he left..."

"Why did you tear up your homework?"

"Because the child wants to be lazy."

Li Qinzai was startled: "Are you so confident?"

Qiao'er said aggrievedly: "My boy is just telling the truth."

Li Qinzai said calmly, "In addition to tearing up your homework, I know what other bad things you have done. I will give you a chance to tell the truth. As a father, I want to see your attitude."

Qiao'er was bluffed again, and said honestly: "My boy lit the firecracker and threw it into the stable in the mansion. The horse was startled, and almost knocked the stable down."

Li Qinzai raised his eyebrows: "What else?"

"The boy played with fire in his great-grandfather's study and burned dozens of volumes..."

"anything else?"

"The boy kindly fed the dog in the mansion. The dog vomited all afternoon and almost died..."

Li Qinzai took a deep breath with a smile on his face, and kept comforting himself, it doesn't matter, his own, his own, it's up to him...

I was not a good person back then, I was notorious all over Chang'an, and now I have no face to pretend to be righteous and awe-inspiring to educate children, lack of confidence.

"Is there any more? Let's finish in one breath." Li Qinzai sighed weakly.

Qiao'er said cautiously: "I'm afraid I can't finish talking in one breath..."

"At such a young age, you have achieved the achievement of 'too many things to write down'. You are amazing!" Li Qinzai praised.

"Father, are you really praising your child?"

Li Qinzai tried his best to smile: "You have caused so many disasters, if I still praise you, you can't fly? Find a solid wall, stand facing the wall and think about your mistakes, and stand there for an hour."

Qiao'er also felt wronged, and obediently turned to face the wall.

Li Qinzai rubbed his forehead, he hadn't seen him for a few months, his son has become a scourge to the Duke's mansion, could he be a notorious playboy again when he grows up?

What's more serious is that this guy also has a group of classmates, either the prince or the sons of the rich and powerful, all of them love him as a treasure in their hands, and when they grow up, they will be stronger than his father. Qiao'er is likely to commit the crime by a gang.

"After the standing punishment, copy the Tao Te Ching ten times! Be a moral person in the future!" Li Qinzai shouted towards Qiao'er's back.

Qiao'er was startled, and she couldn't figure out what the "Tao Te Ching" had to do with morality, but she still obediently said "oh".

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Li Qinzai was captured by Marquis of Jin County yesterday, and news has spread throughout Chang'an City today.

As Li Zhi expected, many old officials and censors expressed their opposition.

In his 20s, he is also the grandson of a British prince. He has a prominent family background, and it is easy to enjoy the shade under a big tree.

The tree attracts the wind.

How can Fenghou joke, the emperor is too nonsense, even if you love Li Qinzai again, you can't give away the title as a Chinese cabbage, Li Qinzai is fed, and we are all staring at him.

Many courtiers survived their whole lives and failed to get half a title even after entering the coffin. Li Qinzai was lucky. He was granted the Marquis easily in his 20s. It was too unfair.
So all the ministers jointly issued an admonition, asking the emperor to withdraw his order.

Snowflake-like memorials flew into the Taiji Palace. Shang Shusheng had already obtained Li Zhi's secret decree, and Xu Jingzong, the right minister, withheld the remonstrance memorials.

At the same time, stories about Li Qinzai's missions suddenly spread in Chang'an City.

From being assassinated halfway, to intercepting the Tubo mission with an eye for an eye, from forcing the two countries to sign an alliance, to entering the Tubo camp alone, and confronting Lu Dongzan, from rescuing the people of Shanzhou to being trapped in the siege of Tubo...

One by one, one by one, people pass it on to ten, ten to a hundred, and the more they talk, the more magical they are.

In the end, Li Qinzai's image became higher and higher, almost comparable to Zhang Yi and Su Wu. Thanks to Li Qinzai's envoy in the Tang Dynasty, he brought Tuyuhun into the territory with his own power.

All the rumors are finally telling a fact, such a great effort, is it too much to be a Marquis?
Looking at the folks in the Tang Dynasty, besides Li Qinzai, who else could make this mission so perfect. A mere envoy won the vast land of Tuyuhun for the Tang Dynasty, which the emperors of all dynasties have never forgotten since the Sui Dynasty.

Whoever can do it, he can also confidently become a Marquis.

With the facts in front of him, the voice of impeachment and admonition in the court suddenly became much quieter.

After all, most courtiers have to lose face. It is understandable that they feel a little sad when others have done something they can't do themselves, but if it is said that this is the emperor's muddleheaded fate, no one has the nerve to make such an evaluation.

Li Qinzai was named Marquis, and he had his ability and capital.

At noon, groups of guests from the Duke's Mansion came to congratulate Li Qinzai on being named Marquis.

Li Qinzai didn't know many guests at all, but he still entertained them politely. After exchanging pleasantries, the guests said goodbye, and then another group came...

Li Qinzai was really tired. If he continued to receive him like this, he might not be able to bear the temptation to accept tips. He is a new county marquis, acting like a publicist.

A truly quality guest should be like Zi Nu, leaving money silently and leaving without a word, not even saying goodbye.

(End of this chapter)