Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

When it comes to recruiting students, Li Xin feels a headache.

After all, it is also a science department. Its goal is so ambitious that if compared to later generations, it is at least a national research center, right? If you want to work in such a place, you must be a dragon and a phoenix! But this time it's Datang. As I said a long time ago, there are not many people who can even read and write these days.

Li Xin didn't expect any scientific literacy or logical thinking ability, even if he recruited some literate and understandable people.

Unfortunately, even such people are hard to find.

Li Xin thought about it, and finally set his sights on the highest school in the Tang Dynasty——Guozijian.

Of course, aiming at does not mean that he is planning to poach a corner in the Guozijian, because he can dig a ghost. What is the status of the Guozijian? Compare it to the later generations, at least the highest institution of learning at the level of Qingbei. In contrast, the current Academy of Sciences can only be a newly established Pheasant University—of course, it is directly under the central government, and although it has unlimited potential, it is really not very competitive in terms of the current situation.

It is conceivable that scholars who have already enrolled in the Imperial College could drop out and choose the Science Department? In the eyes of most people, this is absolutely stupid. Li Xin would not do such useless work. In fact, he values ​​a different group of people.

There are countless people who want to enter the Imperial College every year, like crucian carp crossing the river, and of course some of them fail and have to stay in the capital. Among them, some are from poor families and really do not have the travel expenses for the return journey. Some deliberately stayed in the capital to do some psychological training for themselves, and think about how to face their parents and elders in Jiangdong after returning home.

For such a group of people, what would happen if suddenly an official institution established by the imperial court wanted to recruit them? One must run faster than the other, for fear of being preempted by others.

By the way, Li Xin's "graduate student" in the Ministry of Science has a salary. Although it is not rich, it is no problem to solve the problem of food and clothing. As long as you don't drink flower wine every day, it should be enough to live a relatively moist life in Chang'an.

Li Xin had never been a polite person, so he placed the board with the enrollment advertisement at the gate of the Imperial College without saying a word.

Confucian scholars came in and out of the Guozijian. Seeing someone so blatantly poaching the corner of the Guozijian, I felt a little unhappy-although they dug a corner that the Guozijian didn't want, but it was still unpleasant, and at most it was just a little more contemptuous.

Some of the quick and mean ones even wanted to sarcastically, but luckily they were stopped by the fellow travellers. After the two whispered a few words, Qi Qi bowed his head and walked away quickly.

What a joke! That's the king of Chu in the limelight! Back then, no matter what kind of prince or noble you were, as long as you provoked him, he would dare to beat you up, not to mention that you were just a student of the Imperial College. If he took the initiative to provoke him, he would have to be beaten if he was beaten. How could anyone dare to make irresponsible remarks?

Li Xin saw this scene in his eyes, and touched his nose in embarrassment.

I'm ashamed to say that, in fact, he hasn't done those dandy bastard activities for a long time. I didn't expect that there are still legends about him in the world.

After a while, someone finally came over and watched Li Xin's board.

"Have you been rejected by the Imperial College? Do you feel hopeless? Don't despair. You still have infinite possibilities."

It was written in exaggerated font on the board.