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Chapter 229

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"How is it? Father? Didn't I tell you yesterday that His Majesty wasn't really going to punish me? Look, didn't he just give me a slap and now he's giving me a sweet date? "

Inside the room.

Li Zexuan leaned against the door frame and showed off to his father, who was happily hugging the imperial edict.

When this guy started to boast, he really didn't have any self-awareness at all. In fact, when Li Er's imperial edict came yesterday, he was a little flustered in his heart. The words he said to his father were completely guesswork, used to comfort the two elders. In the end, by a stroke of luck, Li Er sent someone to deliver the imperial edict for his promotion today.

"Hehe, Xuan 'er, you're right, you're right. My son, you're now a minister of the directorate. Father is very gratified!"

Li Jingmo didn't care if his son was bragging or not. In any case, his son had been promoted and the result was good. That was enough.

"Hehe, isn't it because I was born well!"

Madam Li snatched the imperial edict from her husband's hands and said proudly.

"Cough cough, yes, yes, yes, Madam is right!"

Li Jingmo was helpless and could only follow his wife's words.

Li Zexuan wiped the cold sweat from his heart and thought to himself, Father really doesn't have any status in the family. I hope that after my precious Yuxi marries over, she won't 'learn bad' from me.

"Xuan 'er, you're now a minister of the directorate. In the future, you have to be more steady when doing things. Look at Chancellor Kong, that's the style of a great scholar. You have to learn more from Chancellor Kong!"

Li Jingmo came to his senses and began to exhort his son again.

Li Zexuan curled his lips. If he was like Old Man Kong, he would be sullen to death every day. It was proper to be free and unrestrained. Moreover, he wasn't interested in the minister of the directorate.

"Father, isn't it just a minister of the directorate? It's not like it's a high official. Is there a need for you to be like this? "

"Nonsense!"

Father Li, who was still amiable just now, was instantly enraged when he heard this bastard's words. He said sternly,

"The position of Secretary of the Treasury is of great importance. This is the Deputy Chief of the Treasury, assisting the Chancellor in overseeing the affairs of the Treasury. Xuan 'er, you mustn't treat him so sloppily. As far as I know, in the history of the Imperial College, there has never been a Minister of Education as young as you. His Majesty thinks so highly of you. Don't let him down. "

Li Zexuan listened to his father's "popular science" and realized that the position of Minister of Industry was actually so awesome. Wasn't it equivalent to the position of Vice President of a university? And it was the best university in the country. Being able to become a vice principal at such a young age was indeed impressive. Thinking about it this way, Li Zexuan was more satisfied with this position.

He rubbed his nose awkwardly and hurriedly said, "Father is right, I will work hard and not disappoint Your Majesty's expectations."



"Iron Egg, you're back?"

At noon, Li Zexuan saw Iron Egg, who had just come back from school, in the front yard and said with a smile.

"Yes, Master. This is the test paper that Mr. Xu asked me to bring to you. He said that you can give it to him after you mark it."

As Iron Egg spoke, he took out a stack of sealed test papers from his "backpack". Yes, it was a backpack that Li Zexuan had asked someone to sew for him. Iron Egg and Lan 'er both had backpacks.

When Lan 'er had cried and begged to go to school with them, Li Zexuan had asked someone to sew a backpack for her. After all, the ancient examination boxes used by scholars were too cumbersome.

"Why didn't Mr. Xu mark it himself?"

Looking at the test papers in front of him, Li Zexuan was speechless. He didn't expect that he would still have work when he was on vacation. This was unreasonable!

"Uh …"

Iron Egg scratched his head awkwardly. He knew that his master was lazy, but he didn't expect him to be this lazy.

He thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Xu said that he didn't know the standard answers for some of the questions, so he could only let you mark them yourself."

F * ck, Li Zexuan really wanted to chop off his hands! He asked you to set such a difficult test paper. Did you dig your own grave?

"Well, you can take the test papers to the West Courtyard. Come to the front courtyard to eat later!"

Li Zexuan waved his hand helplessly and said gloomily.

"Yes, Master!"



"Hao 'er, come here quickly!"

Guiyi Lane, Meng Wenhao's house.

Meng Wenhao's mother waved to her son and said with a smile.

"Mother, what's the matter?"

Meng Wenhao ran over and asked curiously.

Meng Wenhao's mother carefully took out a brand-new book and handed it to her son.

She happily said, "Hao 'er, look, this is what I was waiting for this morning. I think it's called Qiqu Culture. It took me a lot of effort to get this. When it was my turn, there was only this book left. I saw that this book was so cheap, so I bought it.

Hao 'er, your father and I don't have the ability to buy new books for you. In the past, you either borrowed books from others or bought old books from others. This is the first new book I bought for you. Take it quickly! "

Meng Wenhao looked at the brand-new Analects of Confucius in front of him and saw his mother's right hand full of calluses. His nose twitched and he almost cried.

He took the Analects of Confucius with both hands, sniffed, and said with a forced smile, "Thank you, Mother!"

"Haha, Hao 'er, why are you still so polite to me? Actually, I have to thank the owner of Qiqu Culture for setting the price so low. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to afford it. This person is really a living Buddha for us poor people!"

Meng Wenhao's mother said with a sigh.

"Mother, actually … actually, the owner of Qiqu Culture is our Master!"

"Ah! It's actually Li Xianzhi? "

"Yes, I heard that there were many people fighting in front of Qiqu Culture for the book yesterday. It seems that our Master was implicated. He didn't come to the school today."

Meng Wenhao frowned and said worriedly.

"Ah? Then will Mr. Li be fine? He's the benefactor of many of us. Nothing can happen to him! "

Meng Wenhao's mother opened her mouth in shock.

Meng Wenhao comforted her, "Mother, don't worry. Teaching Assistant Xu told us that Mr. Li is fine. There should be news in a few days."

Meng Wenhao's mother looked at her son, thought for a moment, and said,

"Hao 'er, why don't you go to Mr. Li's house to visit? As his student, you should pay him a visit. There are about ten eggs at home. You can bring them to Mr. Li. "

"Mother, Mr. Li's house doesn't lack these. You can leave these eggs for Yaya to nourish her body!"

Meng Wenhao looked at his skinny little sister who was playing with grasshoppers outside and said with heartache.

"What do you know? You're a student. How can you visit Mr. Li's house empty-handed? Listen to me. Didn't you say that you have the afternoon off? Then you can go in the afternoon! You can't be ungrateful. Otherwise, I won't recognize you as my son. "

Meng Wenhao's mother patted her son's hand and said earnestly.

Meng Wenhao had no choice but to agree. After a moment, he suddenly remembered the newspaper he read today, so he said, "Mother, don't go to Qiqu Culture to buy books in the future. There are too many people there. I'm afraid you'll be crowded …"

Meng Wenhao's mother interrupted, "Hey, it's okay. I'm not that delicate."

Meng Wenhao explained, "No, Mother. Mr. Li said that in less than three years, the price of books will be as cheap as Qiqu Culture books now. You don't have to fight for them at all. Also, I don't lack books to read now. The teaching materials we use are all printed by Mr. Li himself."

Meng Wenhao's mother exclaimed, "Ah? There's such a thing? Then Hao 'er, you should go visit your Mr. Li in the afternoon. Why don't I catch the chicken in the backyard and give it to Mr. Li as well? "

Meng Wenhao quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, Mother. It's enough to bring some eggs. Go do your work!"



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