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Chapter 100

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"Mister Shen has been suspended!"

The news spread like wildfire throughout the Imperial College, causing an uproar among all the Imperial College students.

The Imperial College acted quickly. When Shen Hongcai finished all the classes, they immediately announced the decision.

"This is too unfair!" Zu Mingjun said angrily. Shen Hongcai was his benefactor. He was indebted to Shen Hongcai for recognizing his worth. Now that Shen Hongcai was being treated unfairly, Zu Mingjun was the first to stand up for him.

The others also nodded and sighed. Although they were shocked by the decision, they had a hunch. After all, Mister Shen's strange behavior had already predicted this.

"This won't do. Mister Shen is too unfair! Mister Shen is a true scholar! He has no selfish motives. Everything he does is for the sake of mathematics. "Kong Huisuo's eyes were red. He couldn't understand the Imperial College's decision.

Mister Shen had done a good deed, but he didn't get anything in return. Instead, he was suspended. Moreover, this suspension meant that Shen Hongcai's lifetime of struggle to get the position of National Academician was ruined.

Meton's heart was heavy. He admired Shen Hongcai for being a pure scholar.

The rest of the students of Third Year also sighed. The entire hall was silent. They were all at a loss and didn't know what to do.

"Meton, you have a lot of ideas. Can you help Mister Shen?" Zu Mingjun's eyes were red as he stared at Meton. There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

The other supervising students were also shocked. They all looked at Meton. After all, Meton had created many miracles. Perhaps he could do the same this time.

"Brother Zu, then you've found the wrong person. Brother Kong is from the same family as the Grand Chancellor. You don't use such a close relationship. Instead, you rely on me, someone who is not liked by the Imperial College." Meton shook his head.

Kong Huisuo glared angrily at Meton and said, "It is because of this that I understand Lord Chancellor better. This matter is impossible to explain."

In Kong Huisuo's mind, Kong Yingda had never changed his mind. He didn't think that he had the ability to change Kong Yingda's mind.

When the crowd heard this, they were instantly disappointed. If even Kong Huisuo said this, then Mister Shen's future was uncertain.

"Fortune is where misfortune lies, and misfortune is where fortune lies. Wasn't it a good thing that Teacher Shen was suspended from the Imperial College? If the Imperial College doesn't want Mr. Shen, the Mo Family Village will welcome him with open arms. I guarantee that the salary will be double that of the Imperial College's Doctor. In the future, if Mr. Shen devotes himself to studying mathematics, his achievements will definitely not be inferior to any of the predecessors in mathematics. "Meton suddenly changed the thread of conversation.

Meton wasn't lying. In his mind, there were many mathematical theories. He believed that if he gave one or two of them to Shen Hongcai, Mr. Shen would immediately call him a master of mathematics.

When Zu Mingjun saw that Meton didn't come up with any ideas, he couldn't help but be angry. He said, "Meton, Mr. Shen ended up like this because of your new mathematics. It can be said that it was all because of you. Tell me, are you going to help me or not?"

"That's right!" Kong Huisuo and the other supervisors of the Imperial College echoed.

"I am not doing this for Mr. Shen's good. Anyway, he is not happy in the Imperial College!" Meton said, feeling wronged.

However, when he saw the angry eyes of the crowd, he knew that he was about to anger them. He quickly said, "I do have an idea, but whether it works or not depends on the effect of your cooperation."

Zu Mingjun and the others' eyes suddenly lit up. When they heard Meton say this, their hearts suddenly calmed down. Unknowingly, Meton had established his prestige in the Imperial College.

At this moment, Qin Huaiyu and the other two suddenly rushed in and said, "Meton, we have found out that there are a few people in the A dormitory who have been badmouthing Mr. Shen."

"This is outrageous!" Zu Mingjun and the others were furious. They didn't expect that Mr. Shen had sacrificed so much for the Imperial College students. There were still some blockheads who didn't appreciate it.

Meton sneered in his heart. In this era where the Confucianism was deeply rooted, it was not surprising that there were a few rotten Confucians. Even in the future, when there was an explosion of information, there were many of them, let alone now.

"Who are they?" Meton asked.

"The leader is Wang Ling, and there are more than 20 supervisors," Qin Huaiyu said.

"Wang Ling!" Moton immediately thought of him. He was the son of Imperial Censor Wang. When he had just entered the Imperial College, he had been the one to compete in the first round. In the end, he had tragically become the backdrop for Moton's "One City Three Poems".

Originally, he thought that after the previous incident, he had learned his lesson. He didn't expect him to jump out at this time.

Meton rolled his eyes and said, "Now, the opportunity has come. Please cooperate."

"We will follow Brother Mo's orders!" Zu Mingjun and the others replied.

Modun nodded and said to Kong Huisuo, "Brother Kong, I know you can speak to Lord Chancellor. Now that Teacher Shen has just been suspended, you must delay Teacher Shen's punishment until five days later."

Kong Huisuo gritted his teeth and nodded, "Don't worry, leave this to me!"

Although it was difficult to change Kong Yingda's mind, it was not impossible to delay Mr. Shen's punishment by five days. He had to do it even if he had to pester him.

"Brother Zu!" Meton looked at Zu Mingjun.

Zu Mingjun's expression became serious and said, "Please give me your orders, Brother Mo."

"Go to A Dormitory now and find those rats who slandered Mr. Shen behind his back. Talk to them personally and make an appointment with them five days later at Zhi Cheng Road. We will use the famous method to determine the winner." Merton said.

"The famous method!" Zu Mingjun thought for a moment and understood Meton's meaning. The famous method was one of the Pre-Qin Hundred Schools of Thought. They were the best at debating. The most famous of them was Gong Sun Long. His theory of a white horse not a horse had been passed down to later generations. Meton wanted to debate with these people this time.

"Okay! Don't worry, I will do it. "

Although Zu Mingjun did not know Meton's intentions, he could only believe in Meton at this moment. He had extraordinary confidence in Meton.

Seeing Zu Mingjun stand up and leave, Meton looked at the remaining Imperial College students and said, "Five days later, we are the ones who can really help Mr. Shen. Now, I will impart a new mathematical knowledge to everyone. You must learn it within five days."

"Don't worry, Brother Mo!"

All the Imperial College students, including Qin Huaiyu, who was usually joking, had a serious expression.

Meton picked up a piece of paper and wrote a series of numbers on it. The Imperial College students could not help but surround him. The more they looked, the brighter their eyes became.

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