"Your Majesty, it's still early, why don't I show you around the academy?" Han Du suggested after feeling some pain in his feet after standing for a while.
But Lao Zhu waved his hand to stop Han Du and said, "I'm just watching from here."
"My lord, I'm just afraid that the emperor will be too tired standing here." Han Du smiled awkwardly. It was obvious that he was afraid of being tired, but Han Du blamed Lao Zhu.
If he really stood here for two hours, Han Du felt that his feet would be broken.
Lao Zhu glanced at Han Du, and immediately understood what Han Du was planning, and scolded: "I told you to practice more on weekdays, and you know how to be lazy. Look at how weak you are. You can't even stand for two hours. Think back to when I charged into battle, and once the war started, it would be seven days and seven nights without sleep."
Han Du couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he heard this. He hadn't slept for seven days and seven nights. Why didn't you just say that you hadn't closed your eyes for 12 days?
After Lao Zhu finished speaking, he immediately noticed his exaggeration. Not long ago, he had just seen what it was like to stay awake for seven days and seven nights. He glared at Han Du dissatisfiedly to cover up his own embarrassment.
As time continued to pass, Lao Zhu turned his attention to Han Jingyun's lecture and did not find it difficult. But when it was almost two hours, Lao Zhu clearly felt that something was wrong with the student.
Except for a few who can barely hold on, most people are no longer as energetic as they were at the beginning. Everyone had a look of exhaustion on their faces, even the few who were just gritting their teeth and persisting. Their minds began to become trance-like, looking here and there, unable to pay all their attention to Han Jingyun's lecture. Moreover, Lao Zhu also clearly felt that Han Jingyun's teaching speed was much slower than at the beginning, apparently to take care of these exhausted students.
"How could this happen?" Lao Zhu turned to Han Du and asked.
Han Du explained with a smile: "Studying requires at least the most mental effort, especially mathematics. If they can persist to this point, it is already considered good. People are like this. If the mental energy is consumed too much, people will become smarter.
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I was in a trance and couldn't do anything with my heart at all. At this time, even if someone forces them to the chair and prevents them from getting up, they will not be able to get things done. "
Lao Zhu naturally knew what Han Du's words were implying. If Han Du had said this in the past, Lao Zhu would have disapproved of it. But now the facts are in front of him, and Lao Zhu can't find the right words to say if he wants to refute.
Before Han Jingyun ended his morning lecture, Lao Zhu and the others left quietly. When Lao Zhu came to see them again in the afternoon, he found that although the mental state of these students had not returned to what it was in the morning, it was much better than before and they could continue studying.
After taking a deep look at Han Du, who was standing on the stage teaching physical chemistry to students, Lao Zhu led Zhu Biao away.
Lao Zhu was sitting in the Long Chu, and Zhu Biao was sitting in the seat below him. Both of them had serious expressions on their faces, and no one spoke. There was only the sound of the Long Chu's wooden wheels and bluestones colliding, ticking between the two of them. Echoes in my ears.
After a while, Lao Zhu sighed and said, "From tomorrow on, you will resume your power to supervise the country."
"My son is willing to share my father's worries." Zhu Biao said without hesitation.
Seeing Zhu Biao's fearless look, Lao Zhu couldn't help but smile: "What? Aren't you afraid that working too hard will endanger your life?"
"I sincerely ask my father to take care of the dragon body. As for me, I am still young. Han Du said that it will not have any impact if young people are tired." Zhu Biao said seriously.
Zhu Biao's actions greatly moved Lao Zhu. In terms of filial piety, Zhu Biao was indeed far superior to all his princes. Suddenly, Lao Zhu couldn't help laughing and said, "What Han Du said may not necessarily be right."
Having said that, only two days after Lao Zhu returned, he issued an edict to give the Grand Master the right to vote. In other words, from now on, Grand Scholars will have the right to put forward opinions or suggestions for the memorial to the world.
The original Grand Master of the Imperial Palace was not even Lao Zhu's secretary. At most, he could only be regarded as an errand boy in front of the emperor. They just exchanged memorials and drafted imperial edicts according to the emperor's wishes.
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Talk to the emperor about how to govern the world. Although they are now allowed to make suggestions in memorials, they still cannot influence the emperor's will. Therefore, they are still just a secretarial group around Lao Zhu.
Not only that, Lao Zhu also did another thing.
Han Du looked at the people following Zhu Biao with a wry smile hidden on his face.
Zhu Biao waved and introduced Han Du to the people behind him with a smile on his face, "Eighth brother, tenth brother, eleventh brother, twelfth brother, this is Han Du, come and meet him."
After hearing this, Han Du quickly said: "I don't dare. I, Han Du, pay homage to His Highnesses King Tan, King Lu, King Shu, and King Xiang." It was a greeting, and Han Du's expression was respectful, but he couldn't help but slander the old man in his heart. Zhu Tai is able to give birth. You must know that Lao Zhu gave birth to twenty-six sons in his life. In this era when children are easy to die young, most of them survived to adulthood. This is simply a miracle.
Don't think that as a member of the royal family, the possibility of premature death is much smaller than that of ordinary people. With the medical conditions of this era, a single cold can kill a child.
A few people nodded and returned Han Du's gift. In fact, even they didn't know how to face Han Du, so they had to treat him like ordinary people for a while.
Zhu Biao insisted on asking them to return the favor to Han Du, but Han Du quickly stepped forward to stop him. He said: "I can't help it. I don't dare to accept the courtesy of the princes. Isn't your highness trying to offend me?"
Zhu Biao didn't think so, and said: "After all, they are all Anqing's younger brothers. You are Anqing's consort, so you are also their elder brother. What's wrong with returning your courtesy? Besides, my father wants them to come to the academy to study. They I should treat you as a teacher. My brothers, why don't you bow to Han Du?"
The few people didn't have any dissatisfaction. They bowed to Handu in a polite manner and said in unison: "I have met Master Han."
Han Du quickly got out of the way, he did not dare to accept this gift. If I discuss teacher etiquette with Lao Zhu's son, wouldn't I be the same generation as Lao Zhu? If Anqing found out about this, wouldn't there be a riot?
Seeing that Zhu Biao insisted on this, Han Du stopped insisting and just said: "Forget it about the teacher's ceremony, let's treat it as our equals."
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