To be precise, starting this year, it should be called Imperial College, the only educational administrative institution in the Tang Dynasty, and it is also the highest academic institution in the Tang Dynasty.

In the prison, there was one priest, one priest, and one chief clerk, responsible for specific matters such as student academic performance and academic records. In addition to these three people, there were twenty-four teachers. These twenty-four people were considered full-time teachers, and according to their qualifications and abilities, they were divided into teaching assistants, teaching, and doctoral students. They were the teachers who truly educated the children of the 300 Tang nobles.

Lu Shuang's uncle, Wuxian man Lu Deming, is one of these teachers, and he is the highest-ranking Doctor of the Imperial College, responsible for education and classics.

The basis of scriptures is "Book", "Book", "Rites", "Book", "Yi", "Spring and Autumn Annals" and "Five Classics". After long-term differentiation among various schools and inheritance, it evolved to the early Tang Dynasty, and systems such as "Six Classics", "Seven Classics", and "Nine Classics" have appeared.

The old man wandered outside the various teaching halls as usual. At this age, he taught students and was not the main job. Listening to the sound of reading aloud was his greatest pleasure.

"The Master said, isn't it a good idea to learn and practice it from time to time?"

"The Master said, "If a person does not know, he will not be angry, he will be called by a gentleman!"

“…”

In the classroom beside him, the sound of reciting the Analects of Confucius kept coming. Mr. Lu, who was resting on the pillar, smiled. His eyes narrowed slightly and looked not far away, as if he had seen the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty and the education of culture and governance.

After staying for a long time, Mr. Lu continued to walk towards the office with trembling steps.

The Tang Dynasty respects the elderly, and Mr. Lu is one of the rare masters of classics, so his desk is naturally in the innermost part of the office.

As soon as he walked to the door, the old man saw a very familiar scene.

One teacher was holding a textbook and arguing with another teacher.

"This sentence is absolutely not wrong! People can use it, but not know it! This is how a teacher once taught someone!"

"I think it is wrong, it should be: the people can do it, but they cannot, so that they can know it!"

“…”

The old man sincerely likes such a scene. The classics are the crystallization of the wisdom of predecessors. If the teachings want to pass on the wisdom of predecessors to students, they should naturally understand the thoughts of predecessors. If a teacher cannot understand the profound meaning, how can he teach and educate people?

After tremblingly walking two steps, Lu Deming smiled and said, "Why, are you two discussing the issue of breaking sentences again?"

Teacher A bowed his hand and said, "Senior Lu, okay! There is obviously no problem with this sentence, he insists on competing with someone!"

Teacher B bowed and said, "Senior, how are you! He thought there was no problem with his sentence, but later he tasted it more and more and more. If we find the doubts, we will teach them directly to the students. It would be fine if the teaching is right. If it is wrong, we have the face to face our ancestors? So, we have a dispute again!"

"No gift!"

Lu Deming raised his hand and said with a smile: "I didn't blame you again! If there is a dispute, it means that you are both attentive. This is the duty of our teaching and educating people. As for disputes, maybe I can help you solve this problem soon!"

The two teachers were slightly stunned, and then exclaimed: "Really? Have you found a way to break the sentence?"

Lu Deming smiled and nodded, and walked slowly towards his desk without saying anything.

......

The East Palace, the palace that originally belonged to Li Jiancheng, has now changed its owner.

Speaking of this new master named Li Shimin, he is the only emperor in the history of the Tang Dynasty who was about to live in the Eastern Palace for four years. Who made him afraid of carrying the unfilial insult to drive the old emperor out of the Tai Chi Palace? Who made the old emperor ignorant and not give up the house for his second son?

Chairman Li Er had no choice but to use his deceased brother's study.

On the desk, the memorials rolled into scrolls were as piled up as a small hill as before. At the front of the desk, the young emperor who had just knelt down and clenched his fist in his right hand and waved it gently in front of his chest, as if he was cheering himself up and shouting "Damn".

Then I picked up the first memorial on the hill, untied the red ribbon, and opened the scroll!

"Ye! Why is this word so ugly?"

He was originally full of interest, but suddenly lost the excitement of reviewing memorials. He only felt that the flying white on the paper was so ugly!

When talking about flying white on paper, one must mention the saying "The superior has something to like, the subordinate must have the greatest consequences."

Chairman Li Er is a master of calligraphy, and he especially likes Feibai. Although he dare not say that no one can match his own flying white body, he is absolutely fine in the top ten in the Tang Dynasty. It is precisely because of his preference that since he ascended the throne of the emperor, the memorials of the Tang Dynasty have gradually changed from official script fonts to Feibai.

This is exactly the same as the late-studded Art Emperor who created a thin gold body.

In the past, Chairman Li Er would comment while watching everyone's memorials, "XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Artists are pure!

The "ugly" font directly made Chairman Li Er, a big calligrapher, frown in a bunch of frowns!

"His Majesty!"

The old eunuch beside him pursed his lips. You are really bored with the old! But he said, "How about you look at the next one first? What if the Feibai copy is written very well?"

It makes sense!

The emperor's eyes lit up and he followed the advice!

Put away the eye-catching memorial first, then change it immediately and open it directly!

"Oh peat!"

I don’t know if it’s bad luck, Fei Bai of this second memorial was actually uglier than the previous one! Chairman Li Er’s mouth twitched, feeling unbearable.

"Why not?"

The old eunuch saw all this, and the emperor couldn't bear to see the memorial. What's wrong? He was so wise that he immediately thought of a solution: "Your Majesty, at this time, the queen should send you breakfast. Why don't you wait and let the queen recite it for you?"

When Cao Cao came, the old eunuch had just finished speaking, a crisp voice came from the door: "Your Majesty, eunuch, what are you talking about reciting?"

His Majesty Li Er looked up and saw who could be the figure who appeared at the door if it was not his first wife?

"Come on Guanyin maid!"

Li Shimin was overjoyed and waved to Guanyin maid and said, "The words on these memorials are so ugly. I really can't stand it. Come and read it for me!"

After hearing the call of his husband, the queen walked over in two steps, picked up the memorial and looked carefully, and immediately rolled her eyes to Chairman Li Er: "Isn't this the same as usual? Your Majesty is spending time with me?"

"Where can it be!"
Chapter completed!