Chapter 90 Weifu Chang'an Middle School [Thanks 20220--43451
In autumn, before the officials of the Tang Dynasty had time to calculate the taxes of various places, a raging flood swept across Bei, Xu, Si, Su and other nine states.
Another catastrophe!
The ministers sighed, but Li Zhiyun breathed a sigh of relief.
Because he knows that this is the last madness of natural disasters. After this hurdle, everything will settle down.
Regarding disaster relief, the courtiers were already familiar with the task. There was nothing they could do about it. They had learned it over the past two years. After Li Zhiyun gave the order, food was quickly transported to the disaster area.
Manna Hall.
For four or five days in a row, the emperor discussed disaster relief matters with his ministers day and night. He was a little tired and lay down on the couch to rest.
After waking up, he touched the trace of fat on his belly and looked a little uncomfortable. He thought back then he was a strong man with six-pack abs, but he didn't expect that he had grown fat in recent years after becoming emperor.
No.
Gotta exercise!
The sage once said that the body is the capital of revolution!
Without a body, everything is nonsense. Only with a strong body can we kill all recalcitrant creatures.
exercise!
Just do it.
Li Zhiyun ordered people to fetch Tang swords and perform a sword dance in the back garden.
The Tang Dao is the Tang Dao in his memory.
For ordinary knives, the tip of the knife is curved upward, but Tang Dao is not. The edge of Tang Dao is straight, with only the tip of the knife, and an arc as long as a finger below.
Overall, it looks like the tip of the sword has been partially dug out.
Very handsome!
It's very sharp in killing people.
Swish, brush, brush!
The emperor danced the Tang Dao very vigorously.
I think back then the emperor also held a machete and took his younger brother to chop from east to west, from south to north.
On the streets of Datang, find out who the father is.
Just like the prairie people doing business in Chang'an, who doesn't know that Li Jing is the father and the emperor is the grandfather.
Back then, Li Jing burned 200,000 Turks to death and completely fucked the grassland people until they called them daddy.
After burning the incense, the emperor stopped and breathed slightly.
Li Zhiyun secretly warned himself that he must eat well in the future, eat meat every day, and keep exercising. Otherwise, the fat will only be small, but the endurance will not be big.
Although he can still control eighty-eight women at night now, he will not be able to do so if he cannot protect them all.
Gao Liangzhong took the Tang Dao handed over from the emperor and praised with a smile: "Your Majesty is really as brave as before. From what I can see, even Duke Yue and Duke Wu dare not say that he is more powerful than your Majesty."
Li Zhiyun rolled his eyes and wiped the sweat with a fine white cloth.
"You are talking nonsense, but Yue Gong and Wu Gong are the best generals in our Tang Dynasty. How can I compare them?"
Gao Liangzhong smiled and said, "I still think your Majesty is braver."
"Haha." Li Zhiyun smiled and did not listen to this unsatisfactory flattery.
And Gao Liangzhong didn't care if he flattered the horse's legs, because he did it on purpose!
When you are the emperor's chamberlain, you have to be stupid where you should be stupid, and you have to learn to be stupid where you should be smart!
A chamberlain who is too smart will end up badly.
"Get ready, I'm going to Chang'an Middle School to visit."
"According to the decree."
Chang'an Middle School is taking exams today.
It's not a graduation exam, but a normal quiz in class.
In fact, the number of students in the middle school is not very large, only about 40 or so. There is no way, Chang'an Primary School teaches too many things, and there is a shortage of teachers. Even if the rich want to find someone to open a cram school to make up for their sons, it will not work.
Therefore, there are many students who repeat a grade. Students who can successfully enter higher education every year are considered talents.
Li Zhiyun arrived quietly, and only Lu Deming, the principal of Chang'an Middle School, knew about it and stayed with him.
Walking to the examination room, Li Zhiyun stood quietly behind him. The invigilator saw the emperor about to salute, but was stopped by Li Zhiyun raising his hand.
In the examination room, Li Zhiyun saw many acquaintances. Most of them were the descendants of meritorious officials.
The sons of Du Ruhui, Xue Shou and others were taking exams obediently.
Of course, there are also his daughters, Yongning and Jinyang, and his eldest son Li Chengjing and others.
His children are all very smart, and perhaps it is also due to the teachings of him and his wives that they all successfully entered middle school.
After looking around, he deliberately stopped for a moment beside his two daughters. Since the in-class exam was very difficult, the students all lowered their heads to take the exam, and no one knew that the emperor was looking at them.
After a while, Li Zhiyun left the examination room.
"Sir, go and do your work. I'll just take a look." Li Zhiyun said to Lu Deming.
"Yes." Lu Deming followed suit and stepped back sensibly.
He glanced at the test papers of his two daughters just now and found that they were pretty good, not to mention that they were all correct and above the passing mark.
As for his son, he didn't look at it and didn't bother to look at it.
Is there any difference if you don't see it? If you don't do well in the exam, prepare to be beaten.
Although he is very busy, he is very concerned about the education of his son. For example, every time he goes to his harem wife to rest, he will ask the wife how the son he gave birth to is studying and how he scored in the exam.
If your score is not high, just wait until you come back from school every day and kneel in front of the Manna Hall.
Sometimes, if he doesn't take action, his wives will take action on his behalf.
Now that the East Palace is undecided, the wives seem to be in harmony on the surface, but in fact, privately they are desperately urging their sons to study.
He knows this.
Regarding the candidate for the crown prince, Li Zhiyun had already made a plan in his mind. It was not to determine the candidate, but to determine the criteria for the candidate.
As for what it is, he has to wait until the son he likes appears before he can announce it.
For now, let's wait.
Although doing this may be suspected of condoning the seizure of heirs, this is actually where he has no choice. Because he doesn't want to choose a loser.
In short, getting married too early and having children too early are not good things.
When he walked to the lake and stopped, Li Zhiyun's eyes fell on the young man who was fishing by the lake. The young man was wearing a uniform customized by Chang'an Middle School, with a straight back.
Having said that, the uniforms of Chang'an Middle School and Primary School are very different, both are very serious red and white.
White base, red stripes.
On the chest is a picture of the Chinese character "Tang" drawn by Li Zhiyun himself.
This pattern is an abstract concept, with the word "Tang" made up of swords. The general artistic conception is like this.
If you look at Tang, it’s not Tang. If you look at Tang, it’s still Tang.
Only by looking between the virtual and the real can we see clearly that this is actually the character "Tang".
And when you look carefully, you will find that the character Tang has subtracted strokes and the shadow of a sword replacing the strokes.
All in all, he is handsome and cool.
Of course, the people of the Tang Dynasty today cannot appreciate this kind of fashion.
However, everyone thinks this design is still very novel.
"That person is you, the fishing boy, come here." Li Zhiyun said.
When the young man heard the sound, he was so frightened that he threw away his fishing rod and stood up with a pale face.
He thought he had met the teacher.
Li Zhiyun walked over and asked: "They are all taking exams, why don't you go? Have you finished the exam?"
The young man lowered his head in shame, "I am an auditor and I can't understand the questions. The teacher asked me to come out to study."
Auditor?
Li Zhiyun was stunned at first, and then understood.
Chang'an Middle School was established just a few years ago. In the past, those children from aristocratic families who did not start studying in the primary school in order and who were older could only go through the back door and attend the middle school for a few years.
Because they are older, they cannot enter Chang'an Primary School for enlightenment studies.
In this situation, Li Zhiyun turned a blind eye and did not stop it.
Because it's not necessary.
Not starting to lay the foundation in elementary school and going directly to middle school to audit is equivalent to listening to the Bible. Especially mathematics.
"What's your name?"
Hearing this, the young man glanced at the emperor in plain clothes and felt that he must be a new teacher from the middle school because he was wearing such ordinary clothes.
Because the rich and powerful all wear extremely rich and noble clothes.
And the person in front of me is obviously not a powerful person.
"The student's name is Xue Li."
Oh, my surname is Xue.
Li Zhiyun nodded, indicating that he understood.
Three breaths in the past.
Wait, what's his name?
Xue Li?
Could it be that Xue Li?
Thinking of this, Li Zhiyun squinted his eyes and looked at the young man.