The few people who had just gone out to report the news were now tiptoeing back to their seats. They only had time to hear Zhang Shou talking about the third class. Before they even sat down on their chairs, they heard the last four words "military drill". When they were a little confused, they suddenly felt that all eyes around them turned to them in an instant.
At that moment, several people were dumbfounded. Although he was late for class, it was only a short time, how could he become the target of public criticism? Zhang Shou, the doctor of the Imperial College, was usually strict, but at least he was not as difficult to deal with as Xu Heizi from the Rope Penalty Hall... Could it be because the matter they just inquired about involved Zhao Guogong Zhu Jing
Seeing that the latecomers were still confused, Zhang Shou said with a half-smile, "Acting Abbot, please stand up and tell them that Banshan Hall is about to be divided into classes."
Zhu Er felt very proud. He looked down at those people and then slowly repeated Zhang Shou's original words one by one. Of course, his memory was not so good, so he could not repeat it word for word, and could only give a general idea. However, he exaggerated it according to his own understanding, fully praising the good scholars and talented people and belittling the speculators.
Even so, except for one person who had always performed well, the others all looked pale. In the past, they really felt that coming to the Imperial College every day to check in was a waste of time, and they wished they could continue to fight cocks and walk dogs as rich idlers, but with the emperor often paying attention to this place, leaving Banshan Hall became a very bad thing.
Because even their fathers and elders will never forgive them! Moreover, what does Zhang Shou mean by military training
Soon, Zhang Shou gave a very clear explanation: "Since you can't be good at literature, you can't be bad at martial arts. Military training is an opportunity given by the emperor to the remaining people. Of course, those who don't want to go don't have to go, and they don't have to stay in the Imperial College. It's okay to go home and live a rich and leisurely life. Whether it's studying or training, it's never forced."
Although Zhang Shou said so, everyone could imagine the fate of being driven back home. At this moment, I don't know how many people envied Zhang Chen who was "recovering from falling off a horse", and Zhang Wu, Zhang Lu, Hu Kai and Zou Mingyu who were working outside. So, in the face of this urgent pressure, someone suddenly complained.
"There were also homework assignments for the previous monthly and annual exams. Who knows if there is anything fishy about the so-called results?"
This person was expecting someone to join him in questioning, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that no one agreed with him at all. Instead, everyone around him looked at him as if he was an idiot. In an instant, he realized that Zhang Shou had the emperor's support. Now that Zhao Guogong Zhu Jing was back, and Zhang Shou and Zhu Ying's marriage was also settled, this difficult-to-deal-with Imperial College Doctor was simply impossible to deal with!
He shuddered immediately, and hurriedly stood up to apologize, saying, "Teacher, I was just anxious and said it casually... But if Banshan Hall really wants to divide the classes, please give everyone another chance and take the exam again!"
If this request had been made in the past, it would have been unthinkable. But at this moment, more than half of the people hurriedly stood up to support and requested to conduct an assessment during the class division. As for whether or not they could get a good grade... Compared to being kicked out of the Imperial College, going to the army to be drilled to death, or even not being accepted by the army, this is a story for the future!