The Imperial College did not know whether it was because he did not take the academy seriously or because he maintained his identity, so he did not make any public statement about the academy's recruitment of tribute students.
However, after the academy recruited Gongsheng students, there were still rumors such as "The Royal Academy of the Ming Dynasty is not as good as the Imperial Academy" and "it can only pick up the Gongsheng students that the Imperial Academy does not want".
Han Du didn't pay attention to this. The number of people in the academy suddenly increased by 200. It was completely impossible to rely on Han Jingyun and the few professors like before.
You can only separate the students, select those who have learned well and have already understood part of it, and teach these people specifically. In addition, these people are also allowed to teach other students while learning.
Time just kept passing by. Han Du stood on the third floor of the Institute of Physics and looked at the students walking in the academy and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. Now the academy has just passed its initial stage. Han Du believes that as long as they wait two or three years and these students have grown up, the academy will be on the right track and no longer have to worry about not having enough teachers.
When Han Du glanced at the academy with satisfaction, Lao Zhu had just left the morning court. As soon as he returned to Jinshen Hall, the old eunuch came forward and told him, "Your Majesty, news has just arrived that Duke Cao Guo is ill."
Hearing this, Lao Zhu suddenly raised his head and stared at Mao Xiang, and asked in a deep voice: "Why did Bao'er become ill? Is it serious?"
The old eunuch said quickly: "The people from Duke Cao's palace just came to the palace to ask for the imperial doctor. The imperial doctor just passed by and he doesn't know the situation yet."
After hearing this, Lao Zhu couldn't sit still anymore, got up and walked out. "Show me the Duke Cao's mansion."
Lao Zhu went directly to Li Wenzhong's bedroom. When the imperial doctor saw the emperor coming, he quickly knelt down and said, "I pay my respects to the emperor."
"Excuse me, how is Bao'er's illness?" Lao Zhu asked eagerly.
The imperial doctor's expression suddenly turned ugly and he said: "Dong Cao Guo's wind and cold are coming very hard this time, so I can only do my best."
Trying my best means that even the imperial doctor is not sure.
After hearing this, Lao Zhu's face suddenly became angry and he said sternly: "If Bao'er makes any mistake, I want you to be buried with him."
"I know the crime, I know the crime~" The imperial doctor was so frightened that he immediately fell to his knees on the ground and kept kowtowing.
Lao Zhu immediately shouted angrily, "Why don't you go see Bao'er quickly?"
"Yes." The imperial doctor
He was so frightened that he ran to Li Wenzhong's bed, ready to check his pulse again.
At this time, Li Wenzhong slowly opened his eyes.
When Lao Zhu saw it, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Li Wenzhong's hand.
Li Wenzhong, on the other hand, could not only move his eyes, but also spend a lot of energy to speak. But even so, he still breathed slowly and said: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for not being able to attend the ceremony."
Lao Zhu saw that Li Wenzhong, a generation of fierce generals, had fallen to the point where he didn't even have the strength to speak. His heart softened, he calculated his nose, and said softly: "What do you call me, Your Majesty? Call me uncle. Bao'er, uncle has really neglected you these years. When your illness is cured, we, uncle and nephew, can have a good drink."
Li Wenzhong smiled reluctantly and said, "I'm afraid~" He knew his illness himself, and he had a hunch that this illness was not simple, and he might not be able to pass this level.
However, Lao Zhu immediately interrupted him rudely and said solemnly: "Don't be discouraged, I will let the imperial doctor do his best to treat you. Just relax and recuperate, and you will definitely get better."
Seeing this, Li Wenzhong just sighed, nodded slowly, and closed his eyes weakly.
Lao Zhu was sitting in the room, waiting for news from the imperial doctor.
After the imperial doctors looked and heard everything, several people discussed it, and no one dared to step forward alone. In the end, everyone had to kneel in front of Lao Zhu.
Lao Zhu Weimeng's eyes suddenly opened and he said sternly: "Speak!"
"Back to the emperor, the wind and cold coming this time are fierce, I'm afraid~"
"Um?"
Lao Zhu's question stopped the imperial doctor from speaking any more.
Seeing the cold murderous intent in Lao Zhu's eyes, the imperial doctor had no choice but to change his words and said: "I will do my best to treat him." Although he said this, he also assured the emperor. But the imperial doctors were not sure what the outcome would be, and the bitterness in their mouths was beyond words.
...
In the academy, Han Du was sitting leisurely in the study, but there were three knocks on the door.
"Come in."
Creaking, the door was pushed open, and Li Zengzhi walked in.
Han Du glanced at him and said with a smile: "It's Zengzhi, what do you want?"
Although Li Zengzhi did not seem to be a good person in the academy,
It is inconspicuous, but Han Du knows that whether it is mathematics, physics or chemistry, he has learned very well, even if he can be ranked in the top ten. Although some people are worse than him in mathematics, they are not as good as him in physics. Although some people are worse than him in physics, they are not as good as him in chemistry.
Li Zengzhi's personality is similar to his academic performance. At first glance, he seems to be mediocre, but in Han Du's eyes, he sees the word 'comprehensive'. Although he is not outstanding in mathematics, physics and chemistry, he has no obvious weaknesses.
Li Zengzhi looked lonely and a little sad, and said directly to Han Du: "Sir, my father is seriously ill. We would like to take leave to go back and visit my father."
"It's a good thing to have filial piety. You're right." Han Du nodded without any hesitation.
But Han Du reacted immediately and asked quickly: "Wait, you said your father is sick?"
Li Zengzhi nodded indifferently. He was still young and didn't know what to do when encountering this kind of thing. Now he just wanted to go home and be with his father.
Li Wenzhong is sick? Han Du immediately stood up, looked at Li Zengzhi, and said, "I'll go with you."
After that, under Li Zengzhi's puzzled eyes, Han Du took the lead and walked out in a hurry.
When he arrived at Cao Guogong's mansion, Li Zengzhi was present and there was no need for communication, so he took Han Du into the mansion.
When Han Du came outside Li Wenzhong's room, he met Li Wenzhong's family members one by one.
Someone in the room heard Han Du's voice and walked out.
When Mrs. Cao Guogong saw them, she introduced them to them: "This is Huazhong, the Marquis of Huai'an, and this is Jinghai Bo Handu."
"Han Du has met Mr. Hou."
"Haha, Brother Han is so polite." Hua Zhong suddenly smiled cordially and explained the reason why he was here, "We are involved in medical skills, so the emperor ordered us to take care of Duke Cao."
Han Du didn't know why Lao Zhu asked Huazhong to take care of Li Wenzhong. Even if he was proficient in medical skills, he shouldn't have asked a marquis to take care of Li Wenzhong personally when there was an imperial doctor guarding him?
Is it really worthless to be the Marquis of the Ming Dynasty?
But Han Du didn't want to explore what Lao Zhu's purpose was. Now he just wanted to see how Li Wenzhong's condition was.
