Heavenly Dao Formula

The day when the school started finally arrived.

The course on the first day was held in the open space in front of the lobby of the Privy Council headquarters.

A hundred low tables were lined up one after the other, and under the tables were straw mats. The children who came to class sat on the ground, and under the warm sun in the morning, they didn't feel very cold.

Beside these low tables, there are also an equal number of chairs, which are exactly the seats left for observers. Participants were local people and scholars who had heard the news that they had come from other places, but most of them were family members of class participants.

Publicly recruiting all school-age children and waiving tuition fees are unheard of in the past hundreds of years. In addition, news of the practice of boycotting the bureau by masters from all over the country gradually spread, and everyone's curiosity about the school reached a peak. Compared with the children who signed up, there were more people who applied for observation, and there were not even one empty chair.

At the same time, the talented Zhou also selected a teahouse closest to the bureau as his counterattack. In order to build up his momentum, he wrapped up the entire third floor, and invited many poor scholars who would not usually be in his eyes to join together to add a torch to this righteous move.

Of course, another aspect is also out of its own safety considerations.

Scholars will not be guilty of words. This is a law made at the beginning of the founding of the country. However, the Prime Minister of the Privy Council did not play cards according to common sense. What if he is embarrassed and becomes angry and wants to find someone to vent his anger? Obviously, it is the safest way to share the risk with more people. Zhou Sheng has not forgotten the essence of the Privy Council-alchemists are executioners who have obtained special powers. Their abilities can be used to deal with evil spirits, and naturally they can also be used to kill people.

He didn't want to be remembered by a high-rank alchemist.

"Big Brother Zhou, the school seems to be teaching." Someone leaned on the railing and looked over.

The best part of this teahouse is to use the three-story building to cross the walls of the Privy Council and get a glimpse of the corner of the palace. Although it was half a street away, it was still able to barely see the movement of people on the clear ground with the observation mirror in the West Pole.

"Surely everyone is ready?" Zhou Sheng looked at everyone.

"Don't worry, everyone can't wait." The invitees are all gearing up. In addition to fame, fame is important to scholars. If you can add a piece of experience of defeating the Privy Councillor in your biography, it means that you have a bright face when you go out, and you may be able to become a great achievement in the future.

After all, anyone who knows a little bit about current affairs knows that the contradiction between the six branches of the imperial court and the Privy Council is not a day or two.

"Hey, look at the roof of the lobby..." Hu Gongzi suddenly yelled, "There seems to be a woman standing there, who looks so beautiful!"

"Where?" As soon as they heard this, everyone inevitably became agitated, and even more interested than Wendou.

Zhou Sheng also subconsciously pointed the observation mirror at the top of the command hall.

The other party was right.

Under the blurred vision, I saw a beautiful woman standing on the roof ridge, a snow-white robe waving in the wind, like a fairy who is not close to the world of fireworks. Even if you can't see the whole picture, this temperament alone is enough to make people feel her outstanding.

Zhou Sheng was jealous.

This person would stand on the top floor of the Privy Council, I'm afraid she was also a member of the alchemist. In other words, she was not Xia Fan's subordinate, or the guardian of the Privy Council. Either way, she had a close relationship with Xia Fan.

There is also the princess of Quang Binh, who is petite and has facial features that are not inferior...

Why is Xia Fan?

And Liu Ruyan...

This woman has an affair with Fu Cheng is a rumor he intends to spread, but in fact he already has similar speculations in his mind. The Jinxia Affairs Bureau--or the ridiculous act of the Privy Council behind it, it is also an institution that can be put on the table, not a place where lowly brothel women can get in. If it wasn't for Liu Ruyan's special relationship, how could the school lift her to such a high position?

When he thinks of this, he feels even more bored, "Okay, it's better for everyone to focus on business."

"Liu Ruyan is out!" Hu Gongzi was the first to discover the target.

The students with the look-glass immediately adjusted their vision, "Is that the **** who betrayed Brother Zhou?"

"Why are there so many people behind her?"

"Wait, what's in the cart?"

Everyone quickly discovered the strangeness. The child sitting on the straw mat stood up and was guided to the cart. Afterwards, he got plates and chopsticks from above.

"They want... to eat?" Someone asked in surprise.

It turns out that this is true. I saw the children passing by the cart one by one, receiving their food, and then returning to their seats to devour.

what is this……

Everyone looked at each other and wanted to say something, but they didn't know where to start.

It is only right to eat when you are hungry, but shouldn't this be done before coming to school?

Reading sage books is a solemn thing. Bathing and burning incense before the start of class is an old method. Now you can understand that if you can’t do it, no one will blame them for not following the rules, but is it too maverick to eat breakfast directly in the school? point?

"Grandstanding!" Finally, Young Master Chen made a final conclusion.

Fortunately, this unexpected episode took about two quarters of an hour. They finally waited for what they wanted to see-Liu Ruyan stood in front of the children, opened the booklet, and began to teach the first enlightenment class of the school.

At this distance, there is no way to see exactly what she taught. Everyone is waiting for classmates in the bystander to bring them first-hand information.

About a moment or so, there was a short pause in the square.

The scholars in the teahouse also waited for the classroom record sent back in front.

But when Zhou Sheng opened the messenger, the onlookers couldn't help being dumbfounded--what did these strange symbols say?

The letter was written in Zhuyin, but no one in the room had seen such a Zhuyin!

Could it be that Liu Ruyan's attainments are so high that he can invent a new set of phonetic rules alone? Looking at this point throughout history, only a few great Confucian scholars can do it.

"Don't care!" Zhou Sheng said solemnly, "Whether the phonetic method works well, it has to pass the test of time. She can't just teach pronunciation but not poetry and chapter theory. We just need to wait for the opportunity."

But the facts did not develop as he thought. A quarter of an hour later, it was no longer Liu Ruyan who remounted the podium, but another woman.

She claims to be the chief engineering consultant next to Her Royal Highness, the head of the New Machinery Bureau, Mo Yun.

Although I don't understand the specific meaning of these titles, the status of this person is obviously extraordinary, and she is in charge of teaching arithmetic ~www.ltnovel.com~ The letter sent to the teahouse is much shorter.

Probably the transcript himself was shocked by what Mo Yun said, and it was simply summed up in one sentence on the second page: This method seems to be quite different from the current arithmetic, but the more you listen, the more reasonable it becomes. And complete. It's just that there are still many puzzles below, so I won't continue to elaborate, so as not to laugh and mislead you. "

Zhou Sheng suddenly felt a bad feeling.

At noon, there was a second meal in the school.

Although there are a lot of snacks and cakes in the teahouse, the atmosphere in the air is obviously a bit depressing. Everyone is holding back the ink, and they are ready to distinguish Liu Ruyan, who represents the bureau by talent and writing, and become famous. However, Mo Du has been dried several times now, but there is no word written on the white paper in front of them.

Finally, the afternoon class started, and the third person on stage exceeded all expectations.

The other party was Xia Fan, the priest of the Privy Council, the founder of the bureau.

The course he teaches is called Gewu.