Tai Chi Hall.
Cheng Yaojin jumped out so carelessly, leaving Kong Yingda confused. After a moment, he frowned and moved to the side, keeping a little distance from Cheng Yaojin.
The reason why he asked Li Zexuan for credit today was entirely because his old boss wanted to promote young talents. Unlike Cheng Yaojin, who did it based on his personal likes and dislikes. Li Zexuan's achievements in the Imperial College are obvious to all, and the major things he has done outside the Imperial College that are beneficial to scholars are also known to the world. It would be unreasonable for his old boss to remain indifferent.
Li Er did not reprimand Cheng Yaojin for his rudeness, as he had long been used to it. At this time, he thought for a moment, nodded and said:
"What Kong Aiqing said is not unreasonable. Education is a top priority for all dynasties. Li Zexuan has indeed made a lot of contributions to the education of the Tang Dynasty. I want to promote Li Zexuan to the position of Imperial College Secretary and give him the title of fourth-grade Taizhong doctor. , what do you think, sir?"
Unlike the emperors of the Song and Ming dynasties, who always asked their ministers for their opinions before making a decision, Li Er was a very strong and independent monarch. He always expressed his decision first and then asked his ministers for their opinions. Of course, many times this kind of inquiry is just a formality. As long as it is not too excessive, no one will object.
"I think it's OK!"
Kong Yingda was the first to express his agreement. His original expectation was that Li Er would promote Li Zexuan to the position of Secretary of the Imperial College. After all, he was already old and the Imperial College needed a successor. Although Li Zexuan was a bit lazy, his teaching ability was nothing to say. Kong Yingda hopes that Li Zexuan will eventually take the lead. As for Li Er, he appointed another Taizhong doctor, which was somewhat beyond Kong Yingda's expectation.
The Secretary of the Imperial College is equivalent to the vice-chancellor of the Imperial College, and it is a real job for people below the fourth rank. The Taizhong doctor is a literary official for the fourth rank. It is not uncommon for such false positions to be greater than the actual duties, but it is relatively rare!
"Old minister seconded the proposal!"
"Old minister seconded the proposal!"
Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui and other civil servants supported the proposal one after another. Changsun Wuji had no choice but to follow the crowd.
As for the formation of military commanders, with Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin, and Li Jing taking the lead, who would have the time to object
Just like this, Li Zexuan was reprimanded by the emperor's decree yesterday, and today he was immediately promoted to a third level, from "Dean of the School of Science" to "Vice President of the University". It is really a strange thing that happens every year, but especially this year.
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Imperial College.
Today's math school is a little different. Five new students came in early in the morning. This is something new. Their math school has always been at the bottom of the Imperial College, except for Li Tai and Cheng Chumo, who were attracted by Li Zexuan's personal charm. Besides waiting for others, there is usually no one else willing to come.
"Sun Zifan? Yu Dongcai? Kong Quancun? Song Tianyou? Jiang Wenchang? Why are you guys here?" Cheng Chumo, who was sitting in the teaching building, couldn't help but widen his eyes and exclaimed when he saw Sun Zifan and others coming in with the table. These people had all been with him before and were all "in the circle". Although their fathers were not high-ranking officials, they were still considered the mainstay of the imperial court. Of course Cheng Chumo would know them. But later these few entered the Imperial College, but Cheng Chumo was too lazy to go in, so they separated.
"Haha, Brother Ugly Niu, I heard that you entered the Arithmetic Academy, so I went to Kong Jijiu and asked to be transferred to the Arithmetic Academy. Aren't I here to accompany you? Haha!"
Sun Zifan opened his eyes and told lies, looking affectionate and loyal, and laughed loudly.
"Yes! Brother Zifan is right, we all came here because of Brother Chou Niu, Brother Huaiyu, Brother Baolin, and His Highness the King of Wei!"
As Sun Tzu Fan's loyal younger brother, Yu Dongcai followed suit and said shamelessly.
"Tch~! I still don't know that you bastards are here? You must be coveting the long vacation time of our math school!"
Li Tai also discovered these little bastards early. When he heard Yu Dongcai's words, he couldn't help but sarcastically said.
"Ahem!"
When the lie was exposed, Yu Dongcai looked embarrassed.
"Haha, how could His Highness King Wei say that? It hurts our hearts so much!"
Sun Zifan was quite thick-skinned, and he did not feel embarrassed at all when he heard this. Instead, he said with a smile. The little fat man is young and looks quite cheerful, but no one is as knowledgeable as him. Compared with him, Li Tai became a fat man.
Li Tai rolled his eyes and smiled conspiratorially:
"Hey, you guys are just thinking that the math school has been on vacation for a long time, but you don't know about other things, right? You will cry then!"
"Hehe, Zifan, Dongcai, Tianyou, you guys are so special!"
Cheng Chumo also reacted. He immediately looked at Sun Zifan with eager eyes. His eyes were like looking at "Living Lei Feng". Uh... Although this guy didn't know who Uncle Lei Feng was, his eager eyes still made Sun Zi Fan and Yu Dongcai and others felt horrified.
It was already the second weekly exam, and the monthly exam was coming soon. Cheng Chumo was worried about how to get rid of the last five. Someone brought a pillow to him just as he fell asleep. Could he be unhappy
Even if Cheng Chumo is a poor student, he must be better at math than Sun Zifan and the others, right
Cheng Chumo was really moved by Sun Tzu Fan and the others' behavior of sending warmth without hesitation!
"What's going on? What's going on? Is there anything else we don't know about? His Highness King Wei, Brother Chou Niu, you two should tell us quickly!"
Sun Zifan was not stupid, on the contrary, he was very clever. From the reactions of Li Tai and Cheng Chumo, he immediately saw something was wrong and asked hurriedly.
Li Tai waved his hand in a bad way and said, "Don't call me King Wei. There are only classmates in this arithmetic school, but there is no prince!"
Cheng Chumo chuckled and said, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, you two will find out later!"
Sun Zifan and others were speechless. They moved the table anxiously, found a place to sit down, and waited for the "judgment of fate" with blue and thin faces!
The other side of the teaching building. Meng Wenhao, Ke Shiqing, Zeng Ziran, Liu Yan and others gathered together and did not participate in the excitement on their side.
Now the Arithmetic Academy is vaguely divided into two factions, the children of poor families and the children of high-ranking officials.
Normally, they, children from ordinary families who were selected from various places through layers of processes, could often talk to each other. Although some children of high-ranking officials and nobles did not discriminate against them, for example, when Meng Wenhao asked Cheng Chumo to borrow a newspaper to read, Cheng Chumo immediately borrowed it without saying anything.
Although this is the case, the living environment they grew up in is different, and the topics are naturally different. If they are forced to chat together, there will always be a feeling that they cannot talk together.
"Brother Ke, are you going to get perfect marks in this weekly exam again?"
Zeng Ziran smiled kindly.
No, they are talking about vacation over there, but here they are talking about studying. This is the gap!
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