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Chapter 110 Musin's Educational Approach


110 Musin's approach to education Compared with the life lived by Brother Qiao, Tie Xinyuan was too miserable, and he thought that he could comfortably sit on a camel and go on a long journey. r?

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Who knew that before arriving in Chang'an, Mu Xin hoped that Tie Xinyuan would start learning their language.

Tie Xinyuan naturally disdains learning, and he didn't have any good feelings about various foreign languages in his previous life.

Now that we have come to the most civilized country of this era, why should we learn foreign languages?

Even those aliens in Tokyo, no matter how weird their accents, speak Tokyo well.

The whole world is accommodating the Song people, now, why should I accommodate this group of people?

Mu Xin's educational methods are more surprising, neither the education model of filial piety under the stick pursued by the Wang family, nor the education model of persuasion in Taixue, nor the education model of Wang Rouhua that cares twice when you think about it and indulges when you can't think of it.

Musin's education method is very simple - Tie Xinyuan can only be considered a language if he speaks Arabic from his mouth, and the rest can only be regarded as meaningless shouting.

Everyone in the caravan was following Elder Musin's orders.

If Tie Xinyuan asks for food, water, and toilet in the Great Song dialect, those people will not understand, and if he says it in Arabic, no matter how ugly he says, there will be people who will respond quickly and make him comfortable.

When Xu Dongsheng began to speak fluently in Arabic and Tie Xinyuan, Tie Xinyuan had no choice but to give up the Chinese he had used for many years and start using Arabic.

No matter how tough his thoughts are, he can't survive his belly, not to mention that Tie Xinyuan has already peed his pants once when he is tied to a camel, and that group of people is meticulous in carrying out Mu Sin's orders.

By the time the camel team arrived in Chang'an, Tie Xinyuan could already communicate with Xu Dongsheng in very proficient Arabic, of course, this was because Xu Dongsheng deliberately slowed down his speech to ensure that Tie Xinyuan could hear every sentence clearly.

The farther you go, the more west.

The Iron Heart Source shows that the greater the power of Musin.

When he was in Tokyo, it was usually Xu Dongsheng who gave orders, but in Chang'an, Musin's caravan had not yet arrived in Chang'an City.

There are countless Albanians who are thirty miles away.

Mu Sin, who was holding a cane, walked forward after getting off the camel, and another white-bearded old man stretched out his hands to greet Mu Sin, and after the two hugged and put their faces three times, the white-bearded Albanian old man pointed at Tie Xinyuan in surprise, and seemed to be very angry.

Musin didn't know what to say to the old man.

The old man sighed, and when Tie Xinyuan stepped forward to salute, the old man's expression was still very unpleasant, and he seemed to be a little sad.

All the troubles here should be Mu Sin's, Tie Xinyuan thinks so, it is not his own will to take this trip, so at this time he is more interested in what these Albanians bring.

He found countless food, but no wine, which made him feel very regretful.

"They don't drink."

Xu Dongsheng chewed a thin soft cake and whispered to Tie Xinyuan.

"It's water and this kind of soft cake all day long, haven't you eaten enough?"

Xu Dongsheng took a big bite of the soft cake and said, "It's much better than a dry cake."

Anyway, before I went into the desert, I didn't eat dry meat. ” After speaking, he looked at Tie Xinyuan and said: "While you haven't walked into the desert, you must eat as much as you can, eat as much as you can, and drink as much water as you can."

Believe me, once you enter the desert, no matter how fat you are, half of your body will be taken away by the wind and sand. ” Tie Xinyuan unconsciously twisted his shoulders, and the hook locked on his shoulder blades rubbed back and forth, making him very uncomfortable.

"Isn't there any hope that this thing will be removed?"

Xu Dongsheng shook his head and said, "According to the rules, it will accompany you into the tomb and to the kingdom of heaven."

The gods are to be tested.

Tie Xinyuan frowned and said, "I heard Iplasin say yesterday that a living person can also enter the kingdom of heaven?"

” Xu Dongsheng took a bite of the dough cake sandwiched with green vegetables and said with a smile: "Only the old man in the mountain has such supreme mana to send people to heaven."

And then bring it out. ” "You've seen it?"

Tie Xinyuan asked noncommittally.

Xu Dongsheng put down the bread in his hand and said leisurely: "I've seen it!"

And more than one.

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I'm not stupid, if not true.

I wouldn't say that, and I wouldn't gamble with my own family. ” Tie Xinyuan was stunned.

He thinks that the legend of the old man in the mountain about the kingdom of heaven can't stand up to scrutiny at all, but anyone with a little experience will be able to break through the flaws.

He never thought that Xu Dongsheng would believe it, through these days.

Xu Dongsheng can definitely be regarded as an elite among people, and the four words of old treacherous and cunning are a little weak enough to use on him.

How could a person who traveled from south to north since he was a child, and finally became a thief who sat on the ground and shared the spoils, be deceived by such a small trick?

Tie Xinyuan gasped.

I felt like I had to re-evaluate this mysterious old man of the mountain.

"You haven't been there yourself?"

Xu Dongsheng shook his head regretfully and said, "I'm not qualified, if it weren't for a god-chosen boy like you, even Harry wouldn't be qualified to enter." ” Musin and the old Albanian man did not seem to have a pleasant conversation, and the two sat cross-legged on a blanket facing each other, with a pot of tea in between, but neither of them touched the pot.

Iprahim seemed to be a little angry, stood behind Musin, interjected a few words, but was pushed back by the old Albanian man, but Musin asked Ibrahim to make amends to the old man.

Xu Dongsheng saw that Tie Xinyuan had been paying attention to the old Albanian man, so he whispered: "That is the respected Imam of Hasr, the imam in charge of the Chang'an Grand Mosque, and the most noble imam in the Great Song Dynasty.

Even Elder Mu Xin must pay three points of respect to him, it seems that he is not very in favor of you becoming the Chosen Boy of the Song Kingdom, he may have another candidate. ” Tie Xinyuan smiled: "You know how reluctant I am to be this God's chosen boy, if this old man insists on replacing me, I have no opinion." ” Xu Dongsheng smiled: "If you are not, then there is only a dead end, so you still don't expect this."

The Alam Fortress is full of assassins, and if you are hunted down by the Holy City, you will never have any chance of survival, and you may not dare to imagine the terrible scene of a five-year-old child being able to raise a butcher's knife against you. ” Xu Dongsheng had already told Tie Xinyuan what was going on with the Alam Fortress, so Tie Xinyuan didn't have much doubt about his words.

For he himself seems to have heard of the great name of Hawthorne, the old man of the mountains, through his own painstaking recollections, and in his own memory, this terrible old man seems to have never died, and has lived for almost two hundred years.

Now I understand that the old man has changed many times in the past two hundred years, and this time he went to the Alam Fortress by himself, which will be another sublimation of this character who borrowed the corpse to resurrect the soul.

Ninety-nine boys competed for a spot, and Tie Xinyuan only hoped that the rest would not die in this battle similar to raising Gu.

Musin finally persuaded Sheikh Hasir, and the aged Sheikh Hasr came to Tie Xinyuan, stroked the top of his head, and said, "Bless you, my child. ” Mu Xin smiled and said, "You can guide him once, he has learned to speak the language of God."

"When God takes root in his heart, he is a God's chosen one, and if God cannot take root in his heart, he will never be a man of our world."

God is everywhere, and as long as He has a heart, he will eventually become God's chosen one, and I bless Him again.

I only wish that he would be able to cross ninety-nine rivers and climb ninety-nine mountains to come to God's paradise. ” Musin smiled, "He will do what you want." ” Tie Xinyuan smiled harmlessly, saying that he could really do what they said.

Sect Leader Hasr sighed and walked into Chang'an City with his hands behind his back.

Musin took a piece of bread from a silver plate held by an Albanian and put it in his arms, stroked his chest and thanked: "With this piece of bread, I will have the courage to face the test of the desert, with your blessings, our road ahead will be a smooth road, thank you, my brother." ” The Albanian with the plate just smiled and said that the true god is eternal, so he put the plate on his head in great style and followed in the footsteps of Imam Hasr and left.

Mu Xin smiled and hung a chain with a silver medal around Tie Xinyuan's neck and said, "From now on, use your life to protect it." ” Tie Xinyuan wanted to ask Mu Xin what the chain and the sign represented, but now that Mu Xin had left him, he went straight to the camel kneeling on the ground, shouted, and Ipraxin continued to set off with the entire camel team.

The city of Chang'an was on the horizon, but the caravan did not go in and walked over the riverbed that had dried up.

Tie Xinyuan can recognize that not far away is the Baqiao where the willows are still around.

After Chang'an, Mu Xin's education method has changed a lot, and this time it no longer works whether Tie Xinyuan speaks Arabic or Chinese.

Unless he can write what he wants to express with a hard pen, there will be diligent servants who will come to help him solve things, with the experience of the last time, this time, Tie Xinyuan did not fight, but devoted himself to this new learning with twelve points of effort.

Sometimes Tie Xinyuan thinks that if he connects learning with life, he believes that as long as he is an individual, his learning ability will have a process of rapid improvement.

The fact that he could learn greatly eased the boredom of the journey, and he even enjoyed the learning process a little, and from this point of view, Musin's way of educating was far superior to that of Wang Su.

At the same time, Tie Xinyuan also understood why so many people would convert in the shortest possible time when their divine envoys preached with the scriptures in one hand and the sword in the other.

It's just that every time those people face the pilgrimage to Mecca, they sit on a camel by themselves and look very stupid.

(To be continued.) ) PS: Chapter 2.