Imperial College.
In the Mathematics School, Li Zexuan was teaching the students. There was a weekly exam tomorrow, so he was very serious in his lecture. The other students were listening even more seriously.
"Facing this binary linear equation, we must first observe its structure and find a way to eliminate the elements to reduce the number of unknowns. As for how to do this, let's look at an example. Cough, cough. Cheng Chumo, pay attention. Tomorrow's weekly exam will definitely have a binary linear equation!"
Li Zexuan was about to turn his head to write an example on the blackboard when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Cheng Chumo's little tricks. He could not help but scold him.
Cheng Chumo was greatly embarrassed. He quickly straightened his body and puffed out his chest, pretending to be a good student. However, in his heart, he was secretly criticizing Li Zexuan for being a bad brother.
"Bang bang!"
At this time, there was a sound of knocking on the door from outside the classroom.
Li Zexuan looked up and saw San Bao standing by the door. She was carefully looking at him as if she had something to say.
Li Zexuan thought that something must have happened. Otherwise, San Bao would not be so stupid as to disturb him during class time. Thus, he said to the students, "Wait a moment." Then he walked out of the door. At this time, he realized that behind San Bao was a person in blue clothes and a grey hat. Li Zexuan recognized this attire at a glance. It was the "staff attire" of the Strange Interest Pavilion. He could not help but be shocked. Could it be that something happened at the Strange Interest Pavilion?
"San Bao, what happened?"
Li Zexuan brought the two of them to a cypress tree in the courtyard and hurriedly asked.
"Young master, Shopkeeper Sun sent Er Hu to say that something happened at the Strange Interest Pavilion. He wants you to go there!"
San Bao pulled out the servant behind her and said to her young master.
"Er Hu, what exactly happened at the Strange Interest Pavilion?"
"Boss, in front of the Strange Interest Pavilion, many customers who bought books are fighting. Even Wu Hou was alarmed. Shopkeeper Sun sent me to ask you, what should we do?"
"What?"
Li Zexuan exclaimed with his eyes wide open.
"Wait, I'll go to the dormitory to inform the students, and then I'll go there myself. You can tell me the details on the way there!"
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On the other side, in front of the Strange Culture.
"Young General, I am Sun Huaiyuan, the shopkeeper of this shop. Thank you for bringing your men here in time to prevent the situation from worsening."
Sun Huaiyuan walked up to the leading Wu Hou and cupped his hands.
The young Martial Marquis quickly stepped aside, not accepting his bow. He looked at Sun Huaiyuan, squinted his eyes, and said meaningfully:
"I am only the Right Martial Marquis Wei Yi Si Ge, and am not worthy of the title of General. Since Shopkeeper Sun has opened a shop to do business, then you must restrain your customers. How can you gather people to cause trouble and disturb public order? Could it be that you think our Wu Hou government's planks are vegetarians?"
The Left and Right Wu Houwei of the Tang Dynasty was a department that was responsible for the security of Chang 'an. It was similar to the function of a modern police station. The Left and Right Wu Houwei had one general each, one general each, and two generals each. Below them, there were different officials. Si Ge was only a minor eighth rank official, and indeed was not worthy of the title of General.
Sun Huaiyuan had been a shopkeeper for such a long time, and naturally knew that the King of Hell was easy to provoke, and the little demons were hard to deal with. He did not change his title, and quietly gave the Wu Hou a few golden beans, and said with a smile:
"Young General is right. Today's matter is indeed due to our Strange Culture's lack of consideration. I've troubled all of you to personally come here. This is just a small gift, and I'll treat all of you to tea!"
The Wu Hou's eyes flashed, but his face did not show it. He pointed out: "Shopkeeper Sun, this time, we have mobilized over a hundred brothers!"
The meaning of these words, was clearly saying that there were too many brothers here today, and the money you gave was not enough to divide.
Sun Huaiyuan's eyes flashed with a trace of anger, but he suppressed his anger, and waited for his young master to come quickly.
"Then how much does young General think is appropriate?"
The young Wu Hou smiled proudly, and was about to speak, when he heard a voice full of energy from outside the crowd.
"Who dares to cause trouble at the foot of the Son of Heaven?"
The crowd automatically dispersed, and the young Wu Hou saw the person who came, and was shocked. He hurriedly went forward and bowed: "This subordinate pays his respects to Great General Yuchi!"
The person who came was Yuchi Jingde, the only Great General of the Right Wu Hou Guard. For such a big shot to personally come, the young Wu Hou could not help but be surprised.
"Mm, get up! Tell me, what happened here? "
Yuchi Jingde's face darkened, and he asked in a deep voice. Chang 'an City's public security had always been good. Today, a brawl between hundreds of people had suddenly occurred, and as the "Head of the Capital's Public Security Bureau", he had lost a lot of face.
"Uncle Yuchi!"
The young Wu Hou was about to speak, when another voice came from outside the crowd. It was Li Zexuan who had finally rushed over. On the way, he listened to Er Hu's detailed explanation of the ins and outs of the matter, and his heart could not help but feel a burst of irritation.
Before this batch of books had been sold, he had already considered "book speculators" like Butcher Zhao, so he had let Sun Huaiyuan introduce a "limited purchase" policy. However, he did not expect that it would still arouse the dissatisfaction of some people, and in the end, it had caused a big fight.
He had originally wanted to do something good for the people of the Tang Empire, but in the end, a good thing had turned bad, and he had even alarmed the Wu Hou. There might even be court officials impeaching him for disturbing public security tomorrow! This was really a thankless task for him!
When he came to the door of the Quirky Culture, he happened to see Yuchi Gong. Although he did not know that Yuchi Gong was the Right Wu Hou Guard Great General, with this big shot in the military, wouldn't it be easier to send the Wu Hou in front of him away? Otherwise, he would have to trouble himself to go up personally to show off and slap faces. How tiring would that be!
"Eh ~? Little Xuan, why are you here? "
Yuchi Jingde looked at Li Zexuan and asked curiously.
"Hehe, Uncle Yuchi, this little nephew just opened this shop today. Now that something has happened, of course this little nephew has to come over!"
Li Zexuan smiled and cupped his hands in greeting.
When the young Wu Hou beside him heard this, his heart instantly turned cold, and he cursed inwardly. He had just asked for some benefits from the shopkeeper of this shop, and the owner of this shop was actually related to his superior. Wouldn't that mean that he was dead meat?
Yuchi Jingde raised his eyes to look at the plaque behind him, and only then did he let out an "Oh" and said:
"Quirky Culture, no wonder this old man only knew that the Quirky Pavilion was your business, but I didn't expect that you would open another Quirky Culture. Kid, just what kind of things are you selling in this shop? How did you cause such a big commotion? If the other court officials knew about this, they might impeach you again! "
Li Zexuan scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Hehe, Uncle Yuchi is right. Today, it was just these people in front of me who started fighting because they wanted to buy books. This little nephew will pay attention in the future, and I guarantee that this kind of thing will not happen again. Uncle, please wait a moment and allow this little nephew to say a few words to these customers! "
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