Happy Little Scholar

"Tomorrow's competition is very important. I plan to go to the palace to take a look no matter what." Li Xuan's expression was firm. As a member of the royal family of the Li family, he naturally valued this competition much more than ordinary people.

After saying that, he turned around and looked at Li Yi and said, "Aren't you also good at writing poems? Can you beat that "The best poet in a thousand years"... The nickname sounds scary, and I don't know if he is really that talented."

"Nonsense."

Li Yi said casually, and then turned to a tailor and said, "Just follow the painting, don't change it at all."

"The best poet in a thousand years" So what? Fame is not something that can be boasted about. Moreover, the development of poetry in this world has long been led into the ditch by someone. If the former Tang Dynasty developed according to the established history, Li Bai, Du Fu, Wang Wei, Bai Juyi..., any of these people would have to add "ten thousand years" in front of their names.

Poetry ghost Wang Zhong, it is said that his poems are good at melting words and galloping imagination, so he is called "poetry ghost". Fortunately, Li He's coffin lid was pressed down, otherwise the real poetry ghost would have to jump out and beat him.

They are the real full-level gods. In poetry, they still belong to another dimension compared to this world. Standing on the shoulders of so many great men, they can't kill a talented man from Qi?

If he loses, the coffin lids of those great writers will really not be able to suppress him.

"That's right..." Li Xuan shook his head and said. Although he didn't know much about reciting poems and composing essays, he knew that Li Yi's poetry was still very famous in Qing'an Prefecture. However, even the poetry ghost Wang Zhong admitted that he was not as good as the young man from Qi, so Li Yi must not be good either. He did ask a nonsense question just now.

"Sir, do you think this will work?"

The two tailors wiped the sweat from their foreheads and looked at the strange lord carefully.

I have never seen such a big puppet before. Not only is the shape weird, but there are also many requirements. In addition, when they were working, this lord was watching from the side. He reminded them ten times in an hour. No tailor could bear it!

"Okay, okay, it's okay..." Li Yi waved his hand and said, "Go to Li Butler to get the reward."

The two tailors were as happy as if they had been pardoned. This lord was not good in any way, but this kind of character of rewarding money at the slightest disagreement was very popular. The two tailors thanked him for a while and immediately went to find Li Butler.

Li Xuan looked at the two strange things in front of him, wondering what was so special about the things Li Yi was busy with these days.

"Son-in-law, someone from the Imperial College has come again..." Old Fang leaned against the door and said, "This time they brought gifts, which are quite heavy. I asked the concierge to send a few cups of tea. Now they are waiting outside."

Li Xuan asked in confusion, "What do the people from the Imperial College want to see you for?"

"Go out and have a look." Liu Bei had just visited the thatched cottage three times, and the people from the Imperial College had visited the Viscount's mansion more than three times. The gifts they gave were heavier each time, and they were asked to stand outside the door to bask in the sun. It was really a bit unreasonable. At least they had to meet once before they could bask in the sun.

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"Lord Zheng, do we really have to wait like this?" Outside the Viscount's mansion, a doctor of mathematics from the Imperial College looked at the Imperial College's chief priest and asked bitterly.

The rest of the people also looked at him. This was no longer a case of neglect. They had visited for several days in a row and sent countless gifts, but today they could only drink a cup of tea and didn't even enter the door. Who would feel bad about it?

"Wait!"

The Imperial College's chief academic gritted his teeth. His Majesty Prince Jin's performance in the court today finally made him clearly realize how big the difference between the Imperial College and Li Xianzi is. Now that His Majesty has realized the importance of new mathematics, it's okay for the Imperial College to make mistakes once or twice. If His Majesty Prince Jin slaps him in the face a few more times, it's still a light loss of face. If the Imperial College's mathematics is cancelled at that time, he, the chief academic, will definitely surpass his predecessors and go down in history...

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, a few figures finally appeared at the door of the Viscount's mansion.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. Your Majesty's confinement period has not yet expired and he cannot leave the mansion. If you have anything to say, come in and tell me." Li Yi stood at the door and said to the people of the Imperial College.

Li Yi was still very clear about how many times the guys in the Imperial College had reported him, so he naturally would not treat them as guests, and said indifferently.

The Imperial College Chief Li was not surprised at Li Yi's attitude. He stepped forward and said with a smile: "I am ordered by His Majesty to bring the doctor of mathematics from the Imperial College to learn new mathematics from Li Xianzi..."

"For the sake of courtesy..., well, since it is His Majesty's will, you can listen in the Bowen Hall in the future." Li Yi thought for a while and said.

He must be so idle that he would waste time teaching these people. Mathematics is a road of no return. There is only a starting point but no end. At that time, just throwing a few books of unreasonable equations and messing with calculus will be enough for them to study until retirement.

"Thank you, Li Xianzi!"

It's okay to listen in. At least I feel more at ease after listening. The Imperial College Chief Li didn't expect that Li Xianzi would put aside his past prejudices and teach them seriously. He didn't stay any longer. After thanking him, he left with everyone from the Imperial College.

Li Yi had heard about Jin Wang Li Han's affairs. This kid didn't let him rest easy even during the holidays. He made so many mistakes. It must be that there were too few homework assignments. It seems that it is time to publish another booklet...

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Early in the morning, when the sky was just getting light, Li Yi rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at the two eunuchs standing in the yard, and turned to walk into the house.

"Haha... isn't the period of grounding not over yet? I'll go back and get some sleep. Don't call me if you have nothing to do, and don't call me if something happens..."

Anyone who was woken up before dawn would not be in a good mood. Li Yi yawned a few times and stepped over the threshold.

"Your Majesty already knew that you would be lazy, so he specially sent me here..." A sinister voice came from behind. Chang De took his collar, pulled him back, and said: "County Li, you You’d better go for a walk with me obediently..."

He nodded slightly to Ruyi who was standing aside, and then dragged Li Yi towards the door.

It turned out to be this old guy from Changde. He was still very strong. It seemed that he couldn't sleep because of his laziness today. When he was dragged away by the old guy, he told Ruyi to remember to leave some food for him in the morning. The next moment he was taken away. He pushed into the carriage.

"Wait a minute." Seeing the old guy getting on his horse and looking like he was about to leave, Li Yi said quickly.

Changde looked back and said, "Is there anything else? If it delays His Majesty's important event, neither you nor I can afford it."

"I'm going back to pick up something." Li Yi jumped off the carriage and entered the Viscount's Mansion. After a while, he walked out with two things in his arms.

Chang De glanced at him, flicked his whip, and started the carriage.

"Mr. Chang..." The carriage hadn't entered the city yet, and it was so bumpy that he couldn't sleep. Li Yi was a little bored, opened the window, and watched Chang De speak.

"Say." Chang De said without turning around.

A trace of curiosity appeared on Li Yi's face: "Can I ask you a question?"

"I have never practiced the Sunflower Manual!"

"Uh..., that's not it." Li Yi looked at him and asked, "Why don't you call yourself "our family"?"

Chang De raised his eyebrows: "Why do I call myself our family?"

"Asshole screenwriter..."

Li Yi lowered the car window, leaned against the beautiful sheep doll, murmured something, and closed his eyes.

[ps: I really want to fix the update time, but I want to update it as soon as I save it. I have been busy all day today, and I haven’t written it until now. I will write the second update immediately. 】