"Enough!"

Wang Kuan sat there with a faint look, "In the past, the gentry's classics were asking for thousands of requests, but the gentry hid it. Now, without asking for it, they took the initiative to teach the family's classics to the students of the Imperial College. Why is this?"

Guo Xin smiled and said, "Because they feel threatened, they will sooner or later lose their knowledge."

Yang Dingyuan sneered, "The gentry has lasted for hundreds of years, but has it been forgotten?"

Guo Xin looked at him lazily, "One time and another time."

Wang Kuan stood up, "I am in charge of the Imperial College, and I am thinking of only the Imperial College. Imperial College now teaches Confucianism, and it seems that it is full of glory. There are many people who pass the imperial examination every year, so may it last?"

Guo Xin shook his head, "Sacrifice, all departments have said that new students are more useful and more capable."

"This is being compared." Wang Kuan sighed: "What's going on in the future? In the future, all departments will have new students. Where will the Imperial College go?"

Guo Xin said: "Sacrificial wine, Imperial College should not be incorporated into the mathematics education."

Yang Dingyuan was furious.

"frivolous!"

He felt that the atmosphere was wrong and slowly looked at Wang Kuan.

Wang Kuan was pondering.

"Salute to wine?"

Yang Dingyuan felt that something was wrong.

"Jijiu, you aren't really thinking about this, are you?"

Wang Kuan is the Imperial College Priest!

Yang Dingyuan felt that he could not.

Wang Kuan said: "It's a pity that can't."

Yang Dingyuan: “…”

...

The mathematics is still running in an orderly manner.

In the early morning, Jia Yu came to the mathematics.

"Jia Yu!"

Shangting was like a ground mouse, and came out of somewhere. He said excitedly: "It's said that it's going to be on holiday tomorrow."

“Why?”

Jia Yu was puzzled.

"What a good day."

Shangting didn't know much, but it still couldn't hide its excitement. "What are you going to do on holiday tomorrow? I want to go to Pingkangfang and the East and West Markets, all of them are all there. Alas! Since I started school, it has been difficult to go to those places."

Have breakfast after exercise.

Classes will follow.

Many students are excited, and some are even whispering, and the classroom discipline is a bit messy.

The gentlemen did not blame each other, and before lunch, Han Wei entered the class.

“There won’t be class tomorrow.”

"good!"

A group of students applauded.

After waiting for them to be quiet, Han Wei continued to say, "Today I will wait for the holiday, and tomorrow everyone will bring tools from home...one for each person, a bucket, a water scoop, a hoe, a shovel...everyone at home brings one..."

Shangting said anxiously, "Jia Yu, it's not good!"

Jia Yu also felt that it was not good, "How come he looks like he was going to work?"

Han Wei smiled and said, "The plan for the year lies in spring. I have prepared saplings in school and planted them in Chang'an City tomorrow."

"Why!"

The students who thought they would get one day of accidental vacation sighed in disappointment.

Jia Yu returned home and wanted to find tools.

"hoe?"

Du He felt that the eldest son was dizzy.

“Yes, bring one.”

The eldest young master of the Jia family is going to work.

The family was inexplicably sad.

"Da Langjun has grown up."

Jia Yu went to find his father.

"Aye, the academic explanation is that planting trees on a day."

"This is my arrangement."

Jia Ping'an put down the book in his hand, "New students cannot be top-notch people who are powerless. Daily exercises are only to strengthen your body, while planting trees can enhance your sense of responsibility."

"No need to plant trees!"

Jia Yu felt that there were trees everywhere, so where did he need to do this?

Of course, Jia Ping'an would not say that this is his bad taste.

On the second day, there were many more students in Chang'an City.

They are in groups of people in various workshops.

"Sincere, the school is closed today."

Yang Dingyuan came to report the news happily.

"Oh! What are they going to do?"

As a priest, Wang Kuan knew that the school could not be on vacation easily, otherwise people's hearts would be dispersed.

"I said I went to plant trees. Now there are students from the calculation city everywhere in Chang'an. They have entered various workshops to plant trees."

“Plant trees?”

Wang Kuan was curious, "Go and have a look."

He took some gentlemen, including the Three Musketeers, to Chongxianfang in a mighty manner.

In Chongxian Square, more than a hundred students are planting trees at this moment.

Some people dig holes, some go to fetch water, and some are fishing. Then they were scolded by classmates and came forward to help with awkwardly.

The villagers watched curiously, and someone asked Fang Zheng, "What are they going to do?"

Fang Zheng was also confused, "I don't know what he said... dressed up in Chang'an."

"Can you dress up in Chang'an by planting trees?"

"Yes! There are many trees."

"Are these students..."

The students felt a little uncomfortable when they heard these comments, and the gentleman who led the team said, "Concentrate!"

Do your business, focus without distraction.

This is the purpose of mathematics.

The students worked hard.

A group of people from the Imperial College came, and the gentleman took a look and said, "It's the Imperial College here, calm down."

Both sides are the opponents.

"What do they mean?"

The climate in Guanzhong is suitable at this moment, not the desolate scene of the loess high slopes in later generations, with lush vegetation.

Yang Dingyuan said: "I must have wanted to please these people and plan for subsequent enrollment."

Wang Kuan shook his head, "Go and ask."

Everyone looked at each other in embarrassment.

Everyone is the right person, what should I ask if I go?

Wang Kuan shook his head and sighed, "I'm going."

Guo Xin came out, "I'll go."

Wang Kuan nodded, "Okay."
To be continued...