Li Jingmo had traveled extensively in the business world for more than twenty years. He had long since mastered the ability to talk to people and ghosts. Therefore, as long as he was willing, he could chat with anyone.
Li Jingmo knew that it was impossible to chat and drink with military heroes like Cheng Yaojin and Qin Qiong. He had to be forthright.
"Haha, back then, General Cheng was invincible on the battlefield, causing the enemy to tremble in fear. At that time, I was just a small peddler, but I could often hear stories about General Cheng in the marketplace."
Li Jingmo gave Cheng Yaojin a little flattery.
"Haha, Old Hei Yuchi, how is it? I, Old Cheng, have a greater reputation among the people than you!"
Cheng Yaojin laughed proudly.
Everyone in the room was speechless at this shameless old man.
"Uncle Cheng, Uncle Qin, Uncle Yuchi, Uncle Niu, I was delayed by some matters at the Imperial College. I'm really sorry to have made you all wait for so long!"
Li Zexuan pushed open the door and cupped his hands apologetically.
School was already a little late today, and after school, he spent half a day chatting with Kong Yingda and the others at the entrance of the Imperial College. As a result, he was a little late when he arrived at the Drunken Immortal Restaurant.
But he couldn't be blamed. The Imperial College didn't have an alarm or something. No one knew when school was over. It seemed that he would have to assign someone to ring the bell in the Institute of Mathematics.
Cheng Yaojin pointed at Li Zexuan and said angrily, "Haha, you really have guts. You actually made us elders wait for you. You're really something. You'll punish yourself with three cups later!"
Niu Jinda also echoed, "Yes, yes, you should punish yourself with three cups!"
Li Jingmo looked at his son with some worry. After spending so much time together, he knew that his son wasn't good at drinking. But at this time, he obviously couldn't refute. Li Jingmo could only suppress his worry and wait for the changes.
Li Zexuan's face did not have the slightest trace of fear. He ordered the waiter to serve the dishes while personally pouring a cup of tea for Cheng Yaojin and the other three.
"Uncle Cheng, you're right. I should be punished for making you wait for so long. Today, I've prepared a special pot of Immortal Drunken Wine for you. It's stronger than the one on the market. Because this wine is rare, I won't fight with you for it later. I'll punish myself by drinking three cups of Immortal Drunken Wine as an apology!"
Cheng Yaojin looked at Li Zexuan meaningfully, then laughed and said, "That's right.
"That's right, that's right. Little Xuan, you can go and drink the Sweet Home. You can leave that special Immortal Drunken Wine to me, Old Cheng!"
Niu Jinda and Qin Qiong pointed at Cheng Yaojin and scolded him for being shameless.
Li Jingmo heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He was happy that his son had cleverly resolved the awkward situation.
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When the dishes were served, everyone sat around the table, drinking and chatting merrily. They toasted each other and toasted each other. It was very lively.
"Little Xuan, today seems to be your first day on duty at the Imperial College. How was it? Did that group of scholars make things difficult for you? "
Cheng Yaojin asked as he drank.
Li Zexuan could hear the concern in Cheng Yaojin's words and felt warm in his heart. Although Old Cheng was a boorish person, he treated his own people well.
Li Jingmo also looked at Li Zexuan with an inquiring gaze.
"Haha, thank you for your concern, Uncle Cheng. Chancellor Kong has taken good care of me. The teaching assistant of the School of Mathematics is an old friend of my father. Moreover, the Imperial College speaks with one's strength. My attainments in mathematics can be said to have reached a higher level. Therefore, I'm quite successful today."
Li Zexuan replied smugly.
Cheng Yaojin laughed. "Haha, you're really shameless. However, Little Xuan, you're also a capable person. You're proficient in literature and martial arts. Unlike my family's Chou Niu, who only knows my three axes."
Qin Qiong interjected and asked, "Little Xuan, did Spiritual Master Ling Xu teach you the art of mathematics?"
"Uncle Qin, the art of mathematics is only the foundation of my master's lifetime of knowledge. He said that only by mastering mathematics can one create sturdier cities, more powerful weapons, faster vehicles, and more efficient farming tools. The curved plough from before also contained the knowledge of mathematics."
Qin Qiong asked curiously, "Your master also knows the art of refining weapons?"
Oh, I almost forgot. In ancient times, people called this skill of Daoism the art of refining weapons. I've been blindly comparing so much just now. Fortunately, Qin Qiong and the others didn't see through it. Li Zexuan felt a little awkward in his heart, but he continued without changing his expression.
"My master is indeed proficient in the art of refining weapons. In the early years, my master traveled to various countries and collected the best of each country's craftsmanship. He once created a strange object that could allow people to fly. Once, my master was in a small country in Nanyang and was surrounded by tens of thousands of local aborigines. He relied on this object to float away without a single injury! "
Bragging wasn't against the law. Li Zexuan described his master to his heart's content. In any case, he had learned a little through various means in the past few months. Spiritual Master Ling Xu was indeed an otherworldly expert. The number of people in the world who had truly seen him could be counted on one hand. There probably wasn't a single person who was truly familiar with him. Thus, no matter how he bragged, he wouldn't be exposed.
"Hiss ~"
The few old people in the room widened their eyes in shock. Yuchi Jingde couldn't help but mutter, "There are really people in this world who can fly? Isn't this the means of immortals? "
Li Zexuan shook his head and said, "Uncle Yuchi, this is just borrowing the help of external objects. There are no immortals in this world. In fact, when the technology in the world is developed to the extreme, it isn't impossible for mortals to fly in the sky. "
Cheng Yaojin's eyes turned and he chuckled, "Little Xuan, does your school of mathematics still lack students? What do you think of my family's Chou Niu? As a brother, you have to give him a hand! "
Li Zexuan was stunned. He hesitated for a while before stammering, "Uncle Cheng, it's not that I'm unwilling to accept, but I'm afraid that Brother Chou Niu won't be able to learn this!"
Cheng Yaojin glared and said, "He dares? See if I don't break his legs! My Tang Empire's internal affairs have basically been stabilized. Those clowns outside will also vanish in a puff of smoke in less than five years. How can this Chou Niu not learn some other skills? Don't worry and teach him. If he doesn't listen, just tell me and I'll take care of him! "
Alright, Li Zexuan could only mourn for Cheng Chumo in his heart.
"Haha, Madman Cheng, your Chou Niu's brain is like yours. Even if you give him an immortal secret manual, he won't be able to understand it. Haha! Little Xuan, why don't you let my Baolin learn from you? Although this child isn't particularly intelligent, he's willing to work hard to improve himself. "
Yuchi Jingde couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.
Cheng Yaojin was furious. "Old Hei Yuchi, how good can your son be! You still have the face to talk about me! "
The two quarreled, and there seemed to be signs of a big battle. Qin Qiong, Niu Jinda, and Li Jingmo hurriedly tried to stop the fight.
In the end, Li Zexuan's mathematics class had three more children from the military: Cheng Chumo, Qin Huaiyu, and Yuchi Baolin. Niu Jinda's son had been recuperating at home, so he didn't make any similar requests.
However, the happiest people were probably the students of the School of Mathematics. With Cheng Chumo helping them to take the bottom, wouldn't they have another layer of protection to get out of the Roll of Shame?
The banquet ended, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves. However, Cheng Yaojin and the others drank a little too much. Li Zexuan called for a few servants to send them back.
After finally sending these old masters away, Li Zexuan and Li Jingmo couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. They looked at each other, and Li Jingmo smiled. "Alright, Little Xuan, hurry back to the Imperial College! You still have to teach the students in the afternoon, right? "
Li Zexuan waved his hand and said, "No need, Father. The students are self-studying in the afternoon. With Teaching Assistant Xu there, I don't need to go. Moreover, I'll let the students rest tomorrow and the day after, so I don't need to go! "
Li Jingmo's mouth twitched. No one knew a son better than his father. How could he not know what his son was thinking? He paused, and finally said helplessly, "Then let's go home!"
The father and son mounted their horses and headed for Yongle Lane.
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