"Brother Ma, after you recruit them, you must immediately organize them to undergo training on the rules of football and select a group of people with excellent training results to be their coaches. Let's first set up the headquarters of the Football Association, and then find a way to set up the Football Association in the various states of the Tang Empire!"
In the office, Li Zexuan continued.
Ma Zhou nodded and said, "Marquis, don't worry. I understand what you mean!"
After that, he suddenly thought of something and smiled. "Oh right, Marquis, after the content of your class yesterday was spread by Datang Daily, it caused a huge reaction in Chang 'an City! Especially your needle throwing experiment. It is said that Dr. Liu from the Imperial College of Mathematics did it himself. He threw the needle 710 times and pressed the line 226 times. When the two are divided, it is equal to 3.01% 1.2592.92. It is even more accurate than the result you got last time! "
Li Zexuan was a little surprised. Density rate, this Dr. Liu actually got the density rate. Back then, Buffon proposed the needle throwing experiment, and the Italian mathematician Lazrini coincidentally used the needle throwing experiment to get the density rate. Now, he proposed the needle throwing experiment, and Dr. Liu got the density rate. It had to be said that history was always surprisingly similar. There were many coincidences in the unseen world!
"Oh? Then this Dr. Liu is really lucky ~! "
Li Zexuan sighed with a calm expression. Ma Zhou continued excitedly, "Marquis, after Dr. Liu's result was spread, the scholars among the people were more convinced by the other content in the newspaper. Now, the reputation of our Yanhuang College will be even more prosperous!"
After Ma Zhou finished speaking, the bearded man looked at Li Zexuan thoughtfully. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Marquis!"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door and Pang Feiji's voice.
Ma Zhou and the bearded man looked at each other and found an excuse to leave. They understood that Pang Feiji did not come in directly but chose to knock on the door. It meant that he had something to talk to Li Zexuan alone.
"Feiji, what's the matter?"
After the bearded guest left with Ma Zhou, Pang Feiji walked in. Li Zexuan looked up at Brother Chicken and asked.
Pang Feiji cupped his fists and said, "Marquis, I've received news that Feng Zhidai was conferred the position of Vice Minister of Guards by His Majesty during the morning court meeting. He was also given a mansion. It seems like he's really going to stay in Chang 'an for a long time!"
"Vice Captain of the Imperial Guard?"
Li Zexuan searched for relevant information in his mind and said softly, "It seems that he really is here to be a hostage!"
The Guard Office was one of the nine temples. Northern Qi established the Guard Office, and the Guard was renamed the Minister of the Guard Office or Minister of the Guard. The Deputy was called the Vice Minister of the Guard. During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it became a non-official position. It was mainly in charge of the palace, ceremonies, and ceremonial ceremonies. It lasted until the Southern Song Dynasty when it was incorporated into the Ministry of Works.
Li Er gave Feng Zhidai such an easy job. Anyone with a little political brain could understand the deep meaning behind it.
"There's no need to pay attention to this person anymore! All we need to do is to take care of our own land! "
Li Zexuan recovered from his thoughts and said to Brother Chicken.
Li Er was definitely not a stupid person. Li Zexuan believed that if he could think of something, Li Er would be able to think of it as well. Hence, he felt that there was no need to worry about it.
Pang Feiji replied, "Yes, Marquis!"
…
Outside the palace.
After the morning court meeting, Feng Zhidai came out of the palace. The guards who followed him to Chang 'an quickly greeted him.
"Second Young Master, are you alright?"
The leader of the black-faced guards hurriedly asked.
"Ha! What can happen to me? Ah Mu, aren't you making a fuss over nothing? "
Feng Zhidai chuckled disapprovingly.
The black-faced guard said seriously, "Young Master, we're in Chang 'an now. It's not like Lingnan. I have to ensure your safety!"
Feng Zhidai helplessly waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright! Go to the inn and pack your luggage. We have a new mansion! "
The black-faced guard cupped his hands and agreed.
On the way, Feng Zhidai sat in the carriage and inadvertently heard that the pedestrians on the road seemed to be discussing the same thing. He opened the window and shouted to the guard outside, "Ah Mu, come here!"
"Young Master, what's the matter?"
The black-faced guard called Ah Mu came to the window and asked.
Feng Zhidai said, "What do the people on the road mean by the needle experiment? Why do I feel like everyone is talking about this? "
Ah Mu frowned and replied, "Young Master, I've asked them earlier. They're talking about the content of today's Datang Daily. It seems like the Duke of Yong 'an has made an incredible discovery again!"
"Datang Daily? Oh, isn't Chang 'an the origin of Datang Daily? "
Along the way, Feng Zhidai had seen the Datang Daily in other states. This was also thanks to the help of the Wang family of Taiyuan. Otherwise, he could only read the newspaper in Chang 'an.
"Ah Mu, send someone to buy today's Datang Daily for me. Go now!"
Feng Zhidai ordered again.
"Yes, Young Master!"
After Ah Mu agreed, he sent someone to buy the newspaper.
After a while, he returned with a copy of the Datang Daily.
Feng Zhidai took the newspaper, and the carriage started moving again, heading in the direction of the post house.
Feng Zhidai, who was in the carriage, read the headlines of today's news and thought about the content of the passers-by's discussion. His eyes narrowed instantly.
"Li Zexuan, Li Zexuan, I've heard some of your deeds in Lingnan. Now that I'm in Chang 'an, how can I not take this opportunity to understand you better?"
Feng Zhidai's eyes were deep as he muttered to himself.
"Young Master, we've arrived at the post house!"
After an unknown period of time, Ah Mu knocked on the window of the car and shouted.
"Mm, I know!"
Feng Zhidai put down the newspaper, lifted the curtain, and jumped off the carriage.
"Ah Mu, come with me!"
Unexpectedly, Feng Zhidai was not in a hurry to enter the post house. Instead, he walked to a quiet bamboo forest and ordered.
Ah Mu hurriedly followed.
"Young Master!"
"Mm, help me gather some information about the Marquis of Yong 'an. As long as it's about him, I want it! The more detailed, the better! "
Feng Zhidai ordered with his hands behind his back.
Ah Mu's expression changed slightly as he asked, "Young Master, you're thinking of …"
Feng Zhidai turned his back to Ah Mu and said, "You don't need to know what I'm thinking! Be careful when you're trying to gather information. This is Chang 'an, and His Majesty has many spies. Don't let anyone find out! Don't look for Li Zexuan's people to gather information about him. That will easily expose you, understand? "
Ah Mu cupped his fists and said, "I understand! Don't worry, Young Master. I won't cause you any trouble! "
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