The people didn't care about anything else. They were even more excited to see the excitement. After the fun was over, they dispersed one after another.
Lao Zhu also left, leaving only Han Du standing there with a frown on his face.
Originally, it was difficult for the academy to recruit students, but now that Han Jingyun is serving as the academy's celebrant, the situation has become even worse. With the arrogant temper of today's scholars, unless they are those who are extremely obsessed with mathematics, who would be willing to succumb to a woman?
Seeing Han Jingyun's bright smile, Han Du couldn't help but said angrily: "Why are you laughing? Are you eating bee poop? This academy has just opened, and it is difficult to recruit students. Now that you have done this, I will think about it in the future. If someone comes to study, it will be even more difficult. When the time comes, there will only be two of us in this huge academy, and I see you can still laugh."
"Brother, I believe you will be able to think of a way and someone will come." Han Jingyun was not worried at all. In her opinion, as long as the eldest brother was here, nothing would be difficult for them.
Facing the confident Han Jingyun, Han Du himself had little confidence. Sure enough, in the next few days, not a single student wanted to study here. On the contrary, more and more people came here to watch the excitement.
Naturally, it was for the couplet and the famous Three Hundred Questions, but now there was another piece of Han Jingyun's wooden board. Although no one could understand what was written on it, it did not prevent everyone from going back and bragging enthusiastically after reading it.
During this period, Fang Xiaoru came once, but he had no good solution, so he had to leave angrily.
After waiting for a few days, Han Jingyun's interest was finally exhausted. He casually pinched a young leaf, threw it on the ground viciously, and said angrily: "Isn't this obvious bullying? Why is there no one there after so many days?"
"You only know now?" Han Du said angrily: "Originally, this academy was not well-known. I only gained this reputation through hard work. But you, a woman, have to come here to do this?" Mr. What, are you okay now? I’m afraid even those who have the idea to come will be discouraged when they hear that there is a woman among you.”
"What's wrong with the woman? With my attainments in mathematics, is there anyone in the Ming Dynasty who is higher than me? Isn't my level enough to teach them?" Han Jingyun's temper got worse, and even the eldest brother in the past couldn't do it. Called. This is also because she has been so angry these past few days.
What else can Han Du say? I can only hold my nose and persuade with a wry smile: "Your attainments are enough, but can you not do things one by one and two by two, okay? After all, we are living people in this world, and we cannot be immersed in our own thoughts. In this world, you still have to face reality, and it is necessary to do as the Romans do."
"I just like one is one, two is two, how about it?" Han Jingyun couldn't hold back his temper when he got angry.
Naturally, Han Du would not use his brother's status to suppress her. Seeing him like this, he had no choice but to sigh and stop arguing with her.
Seeing that Han Du had nothing to say, Han Jingyun could only mutter to himself and said fiercely: "If it doesn't work, I will find some ignorant waiter to teach him." Han Jingyun had a fight with the teachers today, and he would never give up if he refused to teach.
Han Du nodded helplessly, "That's all we have to do. Although we have to teach them how to read first, we can't leave such a big academy empty and make people laugh. And we can't find those ignorant waiters. You must at least be able to read, right? If you don’t even know the words, then who will teach you or me?”
"Brother, I only teach mathematics." Han Jingyun expressed her attitude first.
Han Du had no choice but to sigh helplessly, okay, after all, he just shouldered everything.
"Brother, have you thought about how to find someone?" Han Jingyun asked curiously when he saw that Han Du seemed confident.
Han Du nodded and sighed: "It's a bit of an idea, but whether it can be done or not, I have to go and ask in person to find out."
"I knew you would have a solution, brother."
Han Du and his sister walked towards home. As soon as they reached the gate of Jinghaibo Mansion, they saw Mr. Huang rubbing his hands and standing outside, spinning.
When Han Du saw it, he stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Huang? Since you are here, why don't you go in?"
"Greetings, uncle." Mr. Huang first looked at Han Du.
Bye, Han Du pulled him up.
Then he continued: "I came to see my uncle. I heard that my uncle hadn't come back yet, so I thought I would wait here."
"What do you want from me? Let's go in and talk," Han Du said, about to drag Mr. Huang into the house.
But Mr. Huang firmly refused and said, "No, no, just say it here, just say it here."
Seeing that Mr. Huang kept refusing, Han Du knew that he might have encountered some difficulties and it was difficult for him to speak, but he had to come to him. He had no choice but to say: "If Mr. Huang has something to do, please tell me directly. I will definitely help wherever I can."
Seeing that Han Du didn't pull him in again, the smile on Mr. Huang's face became even brighter. Following Han Du's wishes, he said directly: "Didn't my uncle build a Ming Dynasty Royal Academy?"
"Well, that's what happened." Han Du nodded.
When Mr. Huang heard this, an embarrassed expression suddenly appeared on his face, and he said hesitantly: "Junior, I want to invite uncle, can you let our little brats go to school?"
After hearing this, Han Du suddenly felt as if he had run through iron shoes without finding anything, as if he had fallen asleep and met his pillow. But after thinking carefully about Huang Lao's words, Han Du asked: "You guys?"
"Yes, they are all the children of a master craftsman in the banknote bureau. Can you please be merciful to me for the sake of the fact that the little ones were once my uncle's subordinates?" Huang Laoyue said, feeling more and more embarrassed.
If he hadn't been recommended by all the craftsmen to seek Handu, and thinking that there were many other people's children behind him, if they were just his children, he might have wanted to give up and walk away.
"Why do you think of sending your children to school?" Han Du was curious about this. His academy has been open for so many days, but no scholar is willing to come to study. This inevitably makes Han Du doubt his life.
Now he heard Mr. Huang begging him to take in their children. This not only made Han Du feel happy, but he also couldn't help but wonder what they were thinking.
"Others may not know my uncle's abilities, but which of our old subordinates don't?" Mr. Huang chuckled and complimented him sincerely.
