In the Hibiscus Garden on the night of the Upper Lantern Festival, Consort Hui reopened the scar in Third Miss Chen's heart in front of many people. The next day, Second Master Chen broke two of Prince Duanyang's ribs with a kick. The two most reliable allies of the King of Shu turned against each other. Countless people sighed in their hearts. They were getting more and more confused by the world.
The Chen and Cui families were almost on the same side. Prince Hui and Cui were also on the same side. In this way, the Chen and Prince Hui could only wear the same pair of pants.
The relationship between the two families was known by all the officials and nobles in the capital city. But why did the two families stab each other in the back recently?
No one knew what happened to Prince Duanyang after his two ribs were broken. It was Consort Cui who would have a headache because of this. Consort Cui must have had a lot of headaches these days.
Li Yi had not left his house for two days. The academy was about to open and the old Emperor placed great importance on it. No matter what, he had to pretend that he was seriously preparing for it and that he would not hesitate to risk his life for the good of the country.
Moreover, he didn't go out for two days because he was doing something more important.
But now, he was leaning against the door and watching the show.
Fang was driven out of the house by his wife with a broom. His wife put her hands on her waist and scolded him for being a wastrel.
The cause of this incident was when Old Fang went to fight for the Hero Ranking. In the end, he could not control his strength and ended up seriously injuring the elite ranked on the Heaven Ranking List whom he challenged. He had to pay dozens of taels of silver for his medical expenses, and Old Fang's wife was worried about the money. Hence, this scene happened.
"Wastrel, don't come back to sleep tonight!" His wife scolded angrily and went home. Fang walked over dejectedly and squatted down beside Li Yi with a depressed face.
Li Yi looked down at him and said, "Don't pretend. Don't go back to sleep tonight. You want it to be like this, don't you?"
Lao Fang raised his head and said righteously, "Young master, what you said is wrong. When have I ever slept in the Jadeite Courtyard at night?"
"Here comes work." Li Yi glanced at him and walked into the mansion.
"There's a job?" Fang stood up abruptly with an excited look on his face. He immediately chased after the man.
Less than an hour later, he walked out with half a green cucumber in his hand. He took a bite of it and muttered to himself in a low voice.
"What are you doing with these things? Burning bricks? I don't think there are any plans to build any houses … "
He looked up and saw his wife standing at the door. She looked at him coldly and said, "What are you waiting for? Come back!"
"I'm coming." Fang sighed, and a disappointed expression appeared on his face. He shook his head, put the booklet in his bosom, and walked back with his head lowered.
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Back then, the Math Academy had enrolled a total of 100 students. Now, the total number of students was about 120.
Getting in through the back door was common everywhere. Since the old emperor couldn't reject them, Li Yi couldn't just shut them out.
There were still a few people who were forced into the academy like the little bastard.
Fortunately, there were not many of them, and it was within the range that Li Yi could accept. Otherwise, if someone voluntarily dropped out, it would be hard for him to explain to the old emperor.
The class schedule of the Math Academy was very scientific. There were five days in class and two days off, and one month in the winter and summer vacations. Classes were held from 8 am to 12 pm, and from 2 pm to 6 pm. There were also breaks between classes. There were no self-study sessions at night. It was very humane.
Learning mathematics for eight hours a day was actually very painful. However, it was a piece of cake for the students who could read the Four Books and Five Classics for a lifetime.
This kind of high-intensity knowledge instilling could cultivate a batch of useful mathematics talents for the Jing Kingdom in a short period of time.
Whether it was the schedule, the content of the classes, or even the timetable, they were all very scientific. The doctoral students from the Math Academy agreed with this.
The Math Academy had been separated from the Math Academy. Currently, the doctoral students from the Math Academy were temporarily under Li Yi's command. They were the first to come into contact with the new mathematics, so their starting point was much higher than the students from the Math Academy. As teaching assistants, they would listen to the lectures and assist the doctoral students in teaching.
A doctoral student from the Math Academy held the timetable in his hand. He looked up at Li Yi and asked curiously, "Sir Dean, aren't you going to teach the students?"
There was something wrong with the timetable in his hand. Why wasn't the most important dean's name on it?
Li Yi glanced at him and said, "The Dean's responsibility is to provide strategic support for the Mathematics School in the general direction and to oversee the overall situation. If he has to do something as trivial as teaching, then what's the point of having teachers like you?"
Another doctoral student next to him glared at the fellow who had just spoken and said with a smile, "Sir Dean, you're right. We'll definitely remember your teachings in the future and live up to His Majesty's expectations. We'll cultivate top-notch mathematics talents for the Jing Kingdom …"
In the end, there were still subordinates who could understand his good intentions. Li Yi nodded and said, "His Majesty isn't here yet. I'll go in and take a nap. Wake me up when His Majesty arrives."
The old Emperor attached great importance to the Math Academy because it could save him a lot of money.
Therefore, on the second day of the second month, which was the opening day of the academy, even though he was ill, he would still bring a few important officials from the imperial court to cut the ribbon and preside over the opening ceremony. At the same time, he would encourage and encourage the students so that they would establish a correct outlook on life and study for the rise of the Jing Kingdom …
As the dean of the Math Academy, he naturally had a special place.
For example, he could have a huge office all by himself. The bed was also very big, so he could sleep … or use it to oversee the overall situation. It was perfect for providing strategic support for the Math Academy.
The old Emperor came very quickly. Li Yi was woken up not long after he slept.
This time, the lineup of leaders for the inspection was very powerful. Prime Minister Qin did not come, but Prime Minister Shen followed the old Emperor. The leaders of the six ministries came in person, which gave the Math Academy a lot of face.
In the sports field behind the Academy, Jing Di stood on the rostrum and waved to the students below. He said, "You are all the future pillars of the Jing Kingdom. You may rise …"
There were many people on the rostrum, including Li Yi. However, when the old Emperor was standing, no one dared to sit down. After he finished speaking, Prime Minister Shen went up to speak again. Minister Qin Huan, the Minister of Revenue, rambled on for another half an hour. Li Yi hated this kind of superficial work the most. However, this was the system. He could not do anything about it. He listened until he was drowsy.
Naturally, the students of the Math Academy were not drowsy. On the contrary, they could not suppress the excitement in their hearts when they were able to see the Emperor and many important officials in the court.
Not only that, His Majesty also promised that as long as they could successfully graduate from the Math Academy, they would immediately be able to get a position. What was the purpose of studying hard for more than ten years? Wasn't it to one day win an official position and bring glory to their family? Taking bribes, bending the law, committing crimes … to repay His Majesty's appreciation of them.
The children of the officials did not have much of an opinion about this. After all, they came here to gild their gold. With this qualification, they would be able to rise rapidly in the future and have a carefree future. For the children of poor families, this was the greatest preferential treatment that the Emperor had given them.
In the crowd below, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy secretly raised his head. When he saw a young man on the stage, his face suddenly showed a bitter expression.
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