After sending Yi Zhishi off, Fang Yun first went to the Medical Hall to gather the Pavilion Elders for tomorrow's meeting. Then he went to the Works Hall.
The ordinary clerk of the Works Hall might not be able to guess Fang Yun's intentions, but the seven Pavilion Elders of the Works Hall were the clearest.
Fang Yun came out of the Holy Burial Valley and went to the Works Hall first. What kind of signal was this?
Fang Yun was going to deliver treasures to the Works Hall!
Fang Yun would naturally raise conditions, but compared to the treasures in the Holy Burial Valley, Fang Yun's conditions were nothing!
These days, the upper echelons of the human race more or less knew one thing. Fang Yun alone had obtained more treasures in the Holy Burial Valley than all the other humans. It might even surpass the sum of all the races that had entered the Holy Burial Valley!
Although many people were skeptical of this statement, even if they only believed half of it, it was still an immeasurable amount of wealth.
The moment Fang Yun entered the Works Hall, the seven Pavilion Elders immediately closed the door, leaving only the seven of them and Fang Yun.
Before the door closed, the seven Pavilion Elders sat on seven chairs in the depths of the hall with solemn expressions, like emperors in a throne room. Even if Fang Yun was Xusheng, the seven of them did not stand up to welcome him.
Because in such a solemn occasion, the seven of them represented the entire Works Hall, the Gong Family, the Mo Family, and some Notre-Dame. Other than Half-saint, they would not welcome anyone else.
However, the moment the door closed, the seven Pavilion Elders rushed to Fang Yun's side as fast as they could like vigorous monkeys. They even secretly competed with each other, wanting to squeeze closer to Fang Yun, but not wanting to be rude. Each of them was more scheming than the other.
Under the bright illumination of the Night Pearls, the seven Pavilion Elders were full of smiles.
"Fang Xusheng, did you sleep well last night?"
"Fang Xusheng, do you still remember me, Xiang Liyuan? Back then, when you had a conflict with the Lei family, you asked the Works Hall to be the judge. I was firmly on your side. "
"Fang Xusheng, the Mo Family has supported you both openly and secretly. You've caused so much trouble in Ning An City, and the Mo Family has suffered great losses, but we've never caused you any trouble."
"Fang Xusheng …"
Fang Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. These seven people didn't look like respectable scholars at all. They looked more like prostitutes in a brothel.
Fang Yun coughed lightly and said, "Everyone, let's get down to business first."
"Tell me, tell me …"
The seven old men said in unison.
Fang Yun said helplessly, "Fine, I'll just say it. Firstly, I hope that the Hall of Works will support me in establishing a specialized academy in Jingguo. It can also be called the Zhai Teaching Method. Of course, in the academy, you have to study Confucianism, arithmetic, and other common subjects. But the main subject is the study of the family. Moreover, you have to follow my method and divide up the study of the family. "
The seven of them were all old foxes, and they all began to ponder.
The matter of education was a red line in the Saint Origin world. If they weren't careful, they would offend the aristocratic families and even the living Half-saint. The benefits involved were unimaginable.
If it was just an ordinary academy, they would definitely agree. However, Fang Yun's intention was obvious. He wanted to establish a large-scale Academy of Works.
Fang Yun wasn't in a hurry. In fact, he had been planning to establish a very popular academy for a long time.
Moreover, Fang Yun believed that if he didn't do anything, the human race would naturally have similar secondary and higher education when the time came.
In fact, in the Song Dynasty of ancient Huaxia, the famous scholar of Confucianism, Hu Yuan, had created the Suhu Teaching Method, which was the Zhai Teaching Method. While teaching the classics, it also taught the current affairs. It established the Zhai School, which taught the military, agriculture, astronomy, arithmetic, and other subjects. It was a milestone in the history of education.
Fang Yun used the Suhu Teaching Method as a reference, combined it with the higher education of the future, and supplemented it with the experience of the Saint Origin world. He was prepared to establish a variety of basic specialized academies. As for the top-notch academies, Fang Yun didn't consider it. It would take a long time.
In other words, the Notre-Dame itself was the top-notch academy of the human race.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Why? The opportunity for the Academy of Works to expand its influence and the Saint Path is right in front of you. Why are you hesitating?"
"What you mean is …"
"Since it's a specialized academy of Works, it naturally won't be restricted by the Hall of Rites. At most, the Hall of Rites will have an empty position in the academy to be responsible for the discipline of the students."
"Although this is a good idea, it's a bit difficult." An elder said.
The other scholars nodded immediately.
How could Fang Yun not know what they were thinking? However, he pretended not to know and said, "In my spare time in the Saint Burial Valley, I once wrote a very basic book called the History of Engineering. It briefly described the development of the human race and introduced some experience and knowledge of other races in the world to make a rough classification of engineering. This book can be used as a textbook in the future Academy of Works. "
As Fang Yun spoke, he took out the almost finished History of Engineering.
The seven scholars' reading ability was far better than reading ten lines at a glance. They all read one page at a time and soon finished the book.
The seven of them were so shocked that they couldn't speak. Their inherent knowledge was completely destroyed by Fang Yun's many concepts such as optics and mechanics.
If ordinary Gong people saw this, they would definitely think that it was a crooked method and scoff. However, as scholars, they could quickly understand this knowledge and judge whether it was effective or not.
However, Fang Yun's book didn't discuss engineering in detail. It mainly gave a direction and didn't touch on anything that could shake the foundation of the Academy of Works.
After being stunned for a short while, the seven scholars talked in secret. Then, they began to ask Fang Yun questions and asked Fang Yun to explain related concepts.
Fang Yun answered them one by one.
If the Great Confucian Scholar asked Fang Yun where he got his knowledge, Fang Yun would either say that he got it by himself or that he got it from an alien race. He would even calmly say that he saw some miraculous images in the Sacred Burial Valley. Those images should have recorded the power and wisdom of the ancestors of ancient times. It seemed that he had learned something from them.
The Sacred Burial Valley was too mysterious. The scholars didn't doubt it at all. They didn't believe that Fang Yun could create such concepts.
After explaining the book, Fang Yun smiled and said, "Then, let's find an empty place. I'll show you a few items. I think the scholars who came out of the Sacred Burial Valley have already revealed some of them."
The seven elders immediately followed Fang Yun into the exclusive space of the Notre-Dame Palace of Works, which was part of the Kong Shengwen Realm.
When Fang Yun took out a Dragon Fire Mechanism and a Thunder Dragon Mechanism, the seven elders looked like they had been waiting for a long time. They rushed up like tigers pouncing on their prey. They released the divine items of the Gong Family, such as the Lu Ban Ruler, and started to study the two mechanisms.
After only a quarter of an hour, Fang Yun said indifferently, "Everyone, these two mechanisms are insignificant. Let's talk about business first. For example, I heard that the Palace of Works is in need of bodies that can kill Demon Kings and Great Demon Kings. I have some here. "
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he waved his hand. Clear light scattered, and a series of undulating mountains appeared in front of the seven Cabinet Elders. Each mountain was hundreds of feet high, and the precious Sacred Will weapons in the Dragon Soul Battlefield were piled up like garbage.
The seven elders were like starving beasts. They didn't care about etiquette at all. They rushed up and shouted chaotically.
"Sacred Will weapons! They are all Sacred Will weapons! Once smelted into a giant crossbow, anyone below the Emperor Realm can only be a target! "
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