Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

The tone of Meng Jiao's speech sounded to have a special affection for farming. Li Xin was satisfied with this. After all, he is the dean of the Agricultural College. What if he doesn't have any passion for agricultural production.

However, satisfaction goes to satisfaction, and people have not yet agreed to go on the boat of the Ministry of Science.

Li Datong: "The junior knows."

Perhaps Li Xin's attitude was good enough, and Meng Jiao gradually became more willing to talk.

He fiddled with the leaves of the pea and said, "Don't underestimate farming. This is a science."

Li Xin blinked and said, "I know. The juniors set up the College of Agriculture to gather talented and intelligent people from all over the world, to study the knowledge of agriculture for the common people, and to study how to plant each crop and how to cultivate it in order to get the best results. Good harvest..."

After all, he was here to recruit people. Once he got the chance, of course he would sell himself like the persevering sales of later generations.....The Science Department.

I don't know where this sentence moved Meng Jiao. After he heard it, he immediately raised his head and glanced at Li Xin, as if he wanted to tell Li Xin's expression whether it was a truth or a lie.

Li Xin looked at Meng Jiao seriously, without avoiding it in the slightest.

"Are you serious?" Meng Jiao asked in a mysterious manner.

Frankly speaking, Li Xin's words caught Meng Jiao's heart. He has always resisted the mutual indulgence and struggle in the court, thinking that it is better to study these plants with great efforts on these matters. Who can get a stone of grain per acre of land, then his credit is far more than that of Shangshu. The courtiers are big.

It is precisely because of this idea that Meng Jiao took the initiative to choose Sinong Temple when he was selecting officials. However, after entering the Sinong Temple, he realized that it turned out that Sinong Temple was not what he thought it was—a group of agricultural departments dominated by scholars who didn’t work hard and didn’t know how to distinguish their grains. No matter how they thought it was easy to come to One conclusion is that it is unreliable.

Even the officials in Sinong Temple have a subtle attitude of contempt for agriculture. How can they do things well?

As a result, Meng Jiao became the only official in Sinong Temple who often went to the ground to breed and raise seedlings, and he became a well-known alien in Sinong Temple.

What will happen to a group of officials with no professional ethics mixed with a more professional idealist? Confucius has one of the most classic descriptions: a gentleman is like water, and a villain is like oil.

Mixing a villain among a bunch of gentlemen is like a drop of oil into the water. Everyone is in peace, and the well water does not offend the river. But if there is a gentleman in a group of villains, it is like a drop of water dripping into a hot oil pan, and the result is bound to be crackling, and the oil and water are dead or alive.

Meng Jiao's situation is similar to this drop of water. Anyway, when Sinong Temple was squeezed out of all sorts, I finally felt ashamed. I planned to just plant the land just like this until I retire. Unexpectedly, today, he could hear from King Chu's mouth that he wanted to study agricultural science. His mood can't help but fluctuate a little.

People are always eager to be recognized. No matter how lonely and maverick people are, they will feel a little moved when they feel resonated.

Li Xin could see Meng Jiao's doubts, Yun Danfeng nodded lightly, and said: "Of course. People rely on food as their heaven. Agriculture is such an important science, how can there not be an institution that specializes in it?"

Meng Jiao did not continue to speak, but looked down at Pea again.

Li Xin knew that Meng Jiao's heart had been shaken.

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