"Xu Zizhen, what on earth are you going to do?" Gao Pujun couldn't help but ask this question.
Xu Zizhen asked with a strange look on his face: "Isn't she your best friend? I'm just giving you an idea for her future. What else can I do if I swear I'll cut off all my limbs?"
He said that, but he felt a little unsure. Everything about Li Qingzhao was found on the Internet. God knows how accurate it is. If he guessed wrong, he would be embarrassed.
Gao Pujun blushed, but fell silent. Although Li Qingzhao didn't get a reply, seeing that Gao Pujun didn't ask any questions, she naturally endured it.
Xu Zizhen called Lin Zhi, who was leaning over to watch the excitement, and asked her to find paper and pen, and a piece of wax. He hid aside and wrote a few words of unknown meaning, then folded it and put it in an envelope, and finally sealed it with wax.
, handed it to Li Qingzhao, and asked her to draw a pledge in person to avoid leaking the package in the future.
After everything was settled, the mysterious prophetic letter was handed over to Gao Pujun for her personal keeping. Li Qingzhao had been a close friend of her for many years, so she could certainly trust this.
After finally getting Li Qingzhao away, Xu Zizhen asked Gao Pujun in private. After asking, he found out why Li Qingzhao was so suspicious of his nonsense.
Li Qingzhao's father was the prison chief of East and West Road in Tidianjing at that time, and her unmarried husband's father-in-law is still the minister Youcheng of the imperial court. The two families can be said to be well-matched, and what Li Qingzhao found most unconvincing was that Xu Zizhen said that she
This man cannot marry, but her fiancé is a well-known talent. In addition, he will be appointed as the prefect of Jiangning Prefecture just a few days after receiving the appointment. How can such a young handsome man be so good, how can he not be married?
After hearing what Gao Pujun said, Xu Zizhen felt relieved. Fortunately, nothing happened. He finally had a chance to pretend to be a magician. He only wrote two things in that letter. The first one was when the man Li Qingzhao was the prefect.
There would be a rebellion among his subordinates, but he ran away without daring to take care of it, and was accused of deserting before the battle. The second thing is that Li Qingzhao's father will be dismissed from his post due to party disputes soon, and the Li family will naturally fall into decline.
He had forgotten exactly when these two things happened, but it was right to write them first. At worst, if they hadn't happened, Li Qingzhao would have just spat in his face and scolded him, which was a lot of meat. But if he guessed correctly... Xu Zizhen
The more I think about it, the more proud I am. At least I have traveled through time and changed the destiny of a generation of talented women. How awesome is this?
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In the next few days, Xu Zizhen realized what it means to be too busy. The Civil and Military College opened and the affairs were complicated. He was now the director of the Education Department. He had too many things to take care of. Dean Jiang didn't know if it was...
Deliberately, in short, everything is thrown to him at every turn.
After he delivered that sensational speech that day, he started to prepare. The next day, all the boys in the college had a unified training. From standing in the military posture to running to boxing, they had to practice both literary and martial arts. This caused a lot of excitement among the students in the college.
Complaints, those martial arts exercises were nothing more than that. Their physical fitness was pretty good, but those students who studied literature were all helpless. It would kill them to stand in the wind for half an hour, let alone
There are other unheard of ways to torture people.
Xu Zizhen transferred the military training methods from college, coupled with the devil training methods from the previous training of the Shenji Battalion. Finally, in order to avoid causing any loss of life, he finally separated the civil and military students for training, but even so, the thousands of students were still
The training was so painful that even the martial arts exercises became too much.
Shang Tong originally disagreed with Xu Zizhen's training methods, such as push-ups with weights and lead weights on his legs. This was not training students, it was clearly torture. But after Xu Zizhen said a word, he became silent again.
"Does the Shenji Camp know? This is how you practice it."
Next, Xu Zizhen did something that shocked the whole hospital, that is, he brought in five hundred thousand taels of silver and set up a scholarship system in front of all the civil and military students.
, You have meritorious service in the war, but it is incredible that you can also receive money in the academy.
The daily food standards are improved, beef is constantly eaten, and the daily training items are compared. The higher the score, the more scholarships will be received. The first place every day can receive as much as one hundred taels of silver.
Now there is an explosion in the college, one hundred taels of silver! A banquet in the city only costs three and a half taels of silver per table. As long as you get the first place, you can eat for a month. If you save some money, you can still be called.
A red lady is here to keep me company, this... I didn’t say it, it’s a life-threatening exercise!
Dean Jiang and Mr. Gu Yi were surprised and happy. They had to know that the money allocated by the imperial court to the college every year was actually not much, and they had to be careful when purchasing some equipment. However, Xu Zizhen told them to keep it secret and just treat the money as
The college took it out.
Xu Zizhen looked at the students who were being pumped with blood proudly. Sure enough, using money to stimulate them was the best way, but his heart felt a little painful as if he was being cut. These were all copper coins and silver, not tiles and stones.
Although this was only a part of Wang Fu's family wealth, it still made him feel uncomfortable for a whole day.
Not only training, Xu Zizhen’s classes also didn’t end in a day. From the sun center to the theory of human evolution, they all talked about novel concepts that the students had never heard of. At first, only students from the original liberal arts college came to attend the class, but gradually Lian Wu
The martial arts examinations of the college have all come. In a few days, it has become a habit of the whole college to meet Xu Zizhen to give lectures. Many people come here. The Grand View Auditorium was originally quite spacious, but after a few days, every time classes started, it became a habit.
It was so packed that when I arrived late, I couldn’t even find a place to stand, let alone sit.
From Yingtian Academy to the current Yingtian Civil and Military Academy, both the teaching methods and the teaching style have completely changed. However, no one from top to bottom can say anything bad. On the contrary, even the masters in the original academy gradually came closer and started to listen.
Xu Zizhen gave a lecture.
This morning Xu Zizhen was talking about the seven continents, with a rough outline drawn on the wooden board behind him. He pointed at the American continent and was about to seduce the students to rush to the beach and land, leaving Columbus behind to eat ashes. Suddenly, there was a figure at the door of the auditorium.
The servant called him: "Mr. Xu, we have a visitor."
Xu Zizhen was interrupted for the first time since he was lecturing. He felt a little unhappy and said with a straight face: "Didn't you see me lecturing? Let him wait and talk about it after class."
The servant at the door didn't dare to argue, but he didn't back down. He still said tremblingly at the door: "But...but this guy told you to get out and see him."
Xu Zizhen was immediately angry: "Hey, who is so awesome that you dare to tell me to get out?"
"He said...he said it was you, Lord Taishan."
"It doesn't matter if it's Mount Tai or Mount Kunlun, I..." Xu Zizhen reacted mid-sentence, "Who do you think it is?"
Before the servant could reply, a loud voice came from the door: "You bastard, get out of here and take the order!"
Xu Zizhen looked up and saw that it was indeed Lord Yong. The old man was dressed very neatly today, with a red robe and leather patch with black gauze. He was holding a bright yellow scroll in his hand and stared at him with a dark face.
I'll go! What's the purpose again? What's Zhao Huan playing?