"Without a master, the descendants will be annihilated. How can a dead husband not be loved? Both are descendants of Huang and Yan. Xuan'er used these two words as the name of the academy. Are you trying to say that we are all descendants of Yan and Huang? "
Li Jingmo thought for a moment and figured out where the descendants of Yan and Huang came from. Although he was just a merchant, ever since he had some success in business and settled down, he began to read up on history and classics in his free time. Thus, he was more knowledgeable than Li Zexuan when it came to the Four Books and Five Classics.
Li Zexuan was still in a state of confusion when he heard his mother's question. When he gave the name of the academy, he thought that everyone would know that it was "descendants of Yan and Huang". However, looking at his mother's state, it was clearly not like that!
When he heard his father mention a literary phrase, Li Zexuan heaved a sigh of relief. He was really lucky! Fortunately, he didn't know which book recorded something similar. Otherwise, wouldn't he have to work hard to cover up his lie?
"Yes, yes, yes, that's what it means! Father, you are really knowledgeable! The Yan and Huang Emperors are the ancestors of the Han people. I think that people of the Central Plains can all be called descendants of Yan and Huang. In the future, the enrollment requirements for my academy are that no matter rich or poor, as long as you are a descendant of Yan and Huang, you can enroll! Once you enroll, you must remember that you are a descendant of Yan and Huang and never forget your roots! "
Li Zexuan obviously didn't read the "Mandarin", but since his father took the initiative to explain it for him, there was no reason for him not to agree.
"Hehe, then let's leave it at that for now! Xuan'er, your mother and I will go back to rest first! "
Li Jingmo was very pleased to be praised for being knowledgeable by his son, who seemed to be very high up in the Imperial College. He laughed and pulled his wife's hand, preparing to go back to sleep.
"Ah! Oh right, Father, don't go yet. I forgot to tell you and my mother something! "
Li Zexuan hurriedly stretched out his hand and said.
"What is it?"
Li Jingmo asked casually. He had just passed on the responsibility of being the head of the family to his son and was now without an "official" position! He was even more relaxed than Li Zexuan.
"Today, His Majesty also told me that when I resign in ten days, His Majesty will promote me to be the Crown Prince again and confer me the title of Jinziguang Lu Daifu!"
Li Zexuan said.
"What? Crown Prince Zhan Shi? Doctor Jin Zi Guanglu? "
Li Jingmo was no longer calm. He originally thought that after Li Zexuan resigned from the Imperial College, he would only have the title of Baron in name. He never expected that there would be the even higher ranking titles of Crown Prince Zhan Shi and Jinziguang Lu Daifu. He and his wife were just lamenting over Li Zexuan's resignation!
"Xuan 'er, is what you said true?"
Mrs. Li looked at Li Zexuan excitedly and asked.
Li Zexuan nodded. "Of course it's true! Mother! His Majesty is the Emperor of the Nine and Five. Of course, his words carry enormous weight! "
"Why didn't you say so earlier? You made us worry about your future for nothing! "
Li Jingmo couldn't bring himself to be happy. He said angrily.
"Uh, Father, I forgot just now!"
Forgot … Forgot …
Li Jingmo was almost angered to death. He pointed at Li Zexuan and was about to scold him again when Mrs. Li hurriedly stopped him.
"Alright, alright, Old Master, Xuan 'er is going to be promoted. What are you still dissatisfied with? Let's go, it's getting late. It's time to rest."
"Hmph!"
Li Jingmo snorted and flicked his sleeves. He then turned around and followed his wife to rest.
Li Zexuan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have said it!
.....
The next day.
Li Zexuan arrived at the Imperial College's School of Mathematics early in the morning.
Counting the days, he had less than five days left at the School of Mathematics. Although he told Li Er yesterday that he would resign in ten days, he still had to get married in the meantime. It would probably take a lot of time.
After teaching here for more than a month, Li Zexuan was really reluctant to leave. There were forty-four, oh, no, forty-five students in the School of Mathematics (Li Huairen came yesterday). Li Zexuan remembered the names of the forty-five students in the School of Mathematics. He even remembered their exam results in his heart.
To be honest, he had poured too much effort into this batch of students. This time, when he was running his own school, he really wanted to bring this batch of students over.
Of course, that was definitely impossible. Compared to the Imperial College, his school wasn't that attractive. After all, the Imperial College was the highest school run by the Tang Empire's government. Therefore, Li Zexuan knew very well that if half of these students were willing to go with him, he would be very satisfied.
Thinking of this, Li Zexuan felt a little sad. Perhaps this was the sad parting of sentiments since ancient times!
"Master, what's wrong?"
Iron Egg asked curiously. It was rare to see his master looking a little sad. He stood behind Li Zexuan and asked curiously.
"Haha, nothing! Iron Egg, you've been studying in the School of Mathematics for so long. What do you think of it? "
Li Zexuan asked lightly.
"Oh! It's pretty good! The schoolmates here are all very friendly, and many of them are very strong! "
Iron Egg thought for a while and answered.
Li Zexuan nodded. Iron Egg was right. The most important feature of the School of Mathematics now was that there were "many experts"! It could be said that the students in the School of Mathematics could basically "dominate" a region in the field of mathematics.
"Haha, Iron Egg, you should cherish your time in the School of Mathematics these days!"
Li Zexuan patted Iron Egg's shoulder and then turned to enter the classroom. He saw that there were already a few students not far away who were walking towards them.
As his personal disciple, Iron Egg would of course follow him to "Yanhuang College" in the future. That was why he said that.
"Ah ~ ~? Why? Master? "
Iron Egg was dumbfounded. He hurriedly chased after Li Zexuan and asked.
.....
"Hey, Chumo, Chumo, I brought two persimmons today. This is the Qingzhou Lotus Persimmon. It's very sweet. Do you want one?"
During the break in the morning.
Wang Meng ran to Cheng Chumo's seat with two big yellow persimmons in his hands and said with a sneaky smile.
This guy's voice was relatively loud. The rest of the students in the classroom immediately looked over.
When Cheng Chumo heard this, he immediately thought of the prank that Wang Meng played on him in the classroom yesterday. His face turned red, white, white, purple, purple, and black. He endured it and finally couldn't take it anymore. He said furiously, "Damn! Come on, my ass! Wang Meng, you f * cking deserve a beating! "
Before he finished speaking, Cheng Chumo's big fist greeted Wang Meng's body!
"Ow! Damn! Cheng Chumo, how can you be so ungrateful? I kindly gave you persimmons to eat. It's fine if you don't want to eat them, but why are you hitting me? "
Cheng Chumo's fist was dodged by Wang Meng. However, Wang Meng deliberately pretended to be in pain and cried out in grievance.
This guy was really a drama queen when it came to acting.
"Eat your mother's persimmons. From now on, you're not allowed to mention persimmons in front of me!"
Cheng Chumo was even more furious. This guy was now traumatized by persimmons!
"Haha ~! This bunch of clowns! "
Li Zexuan, who was sitting in the "RV" outside the classroom, curled his lips and shook his head when he heard the commotion in the classroom.
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