In the front hall.
"Brother Han, I wonder if your Yuxi has been betrothed to him?"
Madam Li put down the teacup in her hand and asked with a smile. She should have discussed this matter with Han Yuxi's mother, but Han Yuxi's mother was no longer alive, so she could only talk to Han Lizheng.
Li Zexuan also looked at Han Lizheng. Last night, Madam Li told him about Li Zexuan's thoughts.
Han Lizheng's heart moved, and he replied, "My daughter has not been betrothed to him."
Madam Li smiled, "That's good. My Xuan 'er wants to marry Yuxi. I see that these two children are quite fated, so why don't our two families become in-laws? What do you think, Brother Han?"
Han Lizheng was shocked. He did not expect Madam Li to take the initiative to mention this matter. He had been worried about his daughter's marriage.
"Young Master has a high position and is proficient in both the pen and the sword. Naturally, he is a rare son-in-law. But my family is just a small family. I'm afraid we can't match him!"
Li Jingmo smiled, "Brother Han, why do you say that? My Li family does not have any prejudice against family backgrounds. Moreover, Yuxi is now the adopted daughter of Duke Yi. If we are talking about matchmaking, I'm afraid it's our Li family that is matchmaking, right?"
Han Lizheng quickly stood up and cupped his hands, "What are you saying, Old Master? Our Han family is just a country family. What matchmaking? Since Old Master and Madam do not mind, and my daughter and Young Master hit it off, then I have no reason to object! "
Madam Li slapped the table, "That's good. Two days later, I will send the best matchmaker in Chang 'an to Brother Han's house to propose marriage!"
Han Lizheng was relieved. He cupped his hands and said, "I will definitely wait at home!"
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What should go must go. After all, Han Yuxi was not his wife yet. Around 3 pm, Han Lizheng brought Han Yuxi and left the Li family. Li Zexuan looked at Han Yuxi's beautiful back and felt lost.
Shaking his head, he returned to his courtyard and called San Bao over. "San Bao, have you gotten Faubert to make a blackboard and chalk for me?"
That day, when he taught Iron Egg and Lan 'er for the first time, he realized that he was not used to not having chalk and a blackboard. Thus, he wrote down the method of using chalk and blackboard and asked San Bao to send it to the workshop. He asked Faubert to make a batch first.
San Bao replied, "Young Master, it's all done. Yesterday, Manager Fu sent someone to send it over. At that time, I saw that Young Master was busy, so I put the blackboard and chalk in the storeroom."
In the primitive society, China had discovered the lacquer tree and knew how to use the sap of the lacquer tree to make paint. During the Five Dynasties, Zhu Zundu wrote the "Lacquer Classic", which was the world's earliest lacquer monograph. The Tang Dynasty also had various colors of lacquer, so it was not difficult to make a blackboard.
The key was the chalk. It took Faubert a lot of effort. He did not know how many times he scolded Li Zexuan in his heart for being a prodigal and making useless things.
Li Zexuan nodded and went to the storeroom in the south alone. He pushed the door and entered. There were a few blackboards that were about two to three square meters in size and a few boxes of chalk. There were hundreds of boxes in each box. Other than white, there were also red, yellow, and blue chalk.
Li Zexuan stepped forward and took out a piece of chalk. He casually drew a few strokes on the blackboard in front of him and couldn't help but nod in satisfaction. Although the chalk wasn't as fine as the modern ones, the words written were still clear and barely enough.
That's right. Li Zexuan planned to bring the blackboard and chalk with him when he went to the Imperial College tomorrow. As for the cost of the materials, he did not ask Li Er for it. For the time being, he would take it as his contribution to the Tang Dynasty's education industry.
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After looking at the blackboard and chalk, Li Zexuan called Xiao Xi over and they went to the study room together. Xiao Xi sensibly helped him grind the ink. Li Zexuan held his chin and pondered for a moment. He then picked up the brush and started to write a lesson plan. Since the fate of being a 'teacher' was unavoidable, then he would be the most awesome 'teacher'. This was Li Zexuan's style of doing things in his previous life. Either he did not do it, or he did it well.
Teaching mathematics in the Imperial College would definitely not be the same as teaching Iron Egg. He could not guarantee that the students in the Imperial College would be as obedient as Iron Egg. Many people felt that mathematics was very difficult and boring. However, they did not know that this class could also be very interesting.
At this moment, he could not help but think of his elementary school mathematics teacher in his previous life, Liu Wenjie. His mathematics classes were really lively and interesting. It was not like the mathematics teachers in junior high school, high school, and university who just read from the books and were not interesting at all.
Li Zexuan recorded down some very interesting basic mathematics questions. He planned to keep them for tomorrow. It was the first class, so he had to pique the interest of the naughty children. Otherwise, no one would listen to the rest of the class.
Actually, Li Zexuan was thinking too much. In this era, the concept of respecting one's teachers was very important. As the saying goes, 'A teacher for a day, a father for life'. In order to learn, one had to respect one's teacher. Basically, whatever the teacher told you to do, you had to do it. Otherwise, you would be labeled as a traitor and your reputation would be completely ruined.
On the other hand, it was different from before the Sui Dynasty where the government schools were exclusive to the children of the nobles. The Tang Dynasty Imperial College would also make an exception and recruit a group of children from poor families. These children from poor families had a very strong thirst for knowledge. They did not care if what you said was interesting or not. As long as they could learn something from it, they would be willing to listen even if it was as plain as water.
After half an hour, Li Zexuan finished writing all the interesting jokes that he could think of. He stood up and rubbed his sore wrist. Xiao Xi quickly poured a cup of water for him and passed it to him, "Young master, you have been tired for half a day. Drink some water!"
Li Zexuan smiled. He was really thirsty. He took the cup and drank a few mouthfuls before letting out a long breath, "Okay, I'm done. Xiao Xi, thank you for your hard work!"
Xiao Xi had been grinding beside him for as long as he had been writing. Grinding ink was also a very tiring job. After a long time, it was not as easy as writing.
Xiao Xi smiled and said, "Young master is the one who has worked hard. Xiao Xi has not seen young master so serious in a long time."
Eh, Li Zexuan sweated. Are you praising me or insulting me!
"Cough, cough. It's getting late. Let's go and see how Iron Egg and Lan Er's homework is going."
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Li Zexuan brought Xiao Xi to Iron Egg and Lan Er's "classroom". He could hear them quarreling from afar.
"The answer to this question is 175. Iron Egg, you got it wrong!"
"That's not right. Sister Lan Er, this question is definitely 125. Calculate it again."
"Really? But I'm so smart and cute. How could I calculate it wrong? "
Iron Egg, "…"
Li Zexuan was speechless. His sister was also as arrogant as him.
"Iron Egg, Lan Er, have you finished your homework? I'm going to check it! "
Li Zexuan pushed the door open with Xiao Xi and said to the two children in the room with a smile.
"No, brother, you should check Iron Egg's first, then check mine."
Lan Er quickly covered her book and did not let Li Zexuan see it. She had just calculated it. She seemed to have calculated it wrong. That was why she wanted to let Li Zexuan check Iron Egg's first. She still had a chance to change it.
This girl secretly matched her answers with Tie Dan. She hadn't even settled the score with her, but she actually went overboard. Forget it, who asked her to be her younger sister? Li Zexuan shook his head. He could not be bothered to argue with Lan Er.
He took Iron Egg's homework and began to read it. After a while, Li Zexuan nodded and praised, "Everything is correct. Iron Egg, you did well!"
Iron Egg was instantly happy. Lan Er quickly changed the answers and passed the book to Li Zexuan, "Brother, I've finished. Quickly check it!"
After saying that, she stood in front of Li Zexuan with her head held high. She looked as if she was waiting for praise.
Li Zexuan was speechless. You've already matched the standard answers. What's there for me to check?
"No need. Lan Er, you've passed the test. Tomorrow, you'll go to the Imperial College with me. Iron Egg, you have to continue to work hard. As my direct disciple, you can't be beaten by the Imperial College's supervisors! "
Iron Egg immediately felt pressured. However, he still clasped his fist and said, "Master, don't worry. Iron Egg will definitely not embarrass you!"
Li Zexuan nodded with satisfaction and left.
"Hey, stinky brother, you haven't praised me yet! I also got it all correct! "
Iron Egg covered his face.
Li Zexuan staggered and almost fell to the ground.
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