Chapter 118 First Lesson

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Wei Zhongxian just wanted to laugh out loud. What he couldn't stand the most was that these people were all sanctimonious, unable to do anything important, and would just chatter in the court.

But he was also a little curious. What was the purpose of Colonel Zhu You being so protective of Lin Ping'an, even to the point of being tough on these ministers?

Although he couldn't understand the reason behind this, it was naturally a very happy thing to see Yang Lian and others deflated, so he hummed a little tune and walked out of the hall with a smile.

Shi Fenglai finally breathed a sigh of relief. Zhu Youxiao today was so abnormal, which also made him feel strange, but he didn't think much about it because he was very happy. Since Lin Pingan is still Lin Pingan, then he is still Lin Pingan. Shi Fenglai, who gave the poem, this is enough.

For several days, nothing happened. Jiang Xingzhou and others finally swallowed their hearts back into their stomachs.

Shi Qian came here once and vividly described what happened in the court that day. At that time, several people jumped up excitedly.

His Majesty the Emperor actually protects Lin Ping'an so much, so what do he and the others have to fear? As long as they follow the dean, their future will be limitless.

So these people worked hard to make this academy a success.

Lin Ping'an was not idle either. After discussing with the four great talents, he divided the academy's teaching subjects into three major categories, namely the Four Books and Five Classics, mathematics and natural sciences.

The Four Books and Five Classics were handed over to the four great talents. In this regard, Lin Ping'an was self-aware. It was okay to occasionally read poems for free, but if he was to teach the Four Books and Five Classics in earnest, he thought he did not have the ability.

The rest is mathematics and natural science. These two subjects can only be taught by Lin Ping'an himself.

Ancient mathematics was relatively abstract because it did not introduce concepts such as equations. Take the famous problem of pheasants and rabbits in the same cage in ancient times. If it is solved in modern times, it can be solved by a simple linear equation of two variables. Junior high school students It can be solved easily, but in ancient times, it was very troublesome.

What Lin Pingan wants to talk about is equations. For him, a top student who graduated in 985, this kind of thing is not difficult. As for the things in advanced mathematics, Lin Pingan decided to give up. After all, he does not want to cultivate a few people in this world. Here comes the mathematician.

As for natural science, Lin Ping'an plans to combine physics, chemistry, and geography to talk about some easy-to-understand things. For example, why can telescopes see very far? For another example, why can hot air balloons take people into the air? Why is the earth round? Why do two things change when put together?

This knowledge was learned by high school students in later generations. Lin Ping'an felt that setting the difficulty level at this level was enough. After all, ancient people had never been exposed to this, and it would take at least three to five years to start from scratch.

When the teaching subjects of Zhulin Academy were announced, there was an uproar. Apart from arithmetic, physics and chemistry were something they had never heard of. While they were full of curiosity, they also had a little doubt about Lin Ping'an.

"Is our dean really so capable?"

Many students had the same question mark in their hearts, and even Jiang Xingzhou and others were a little worried.

"Brother Xingzhou, if the dean does this, will it ruin the reputation of our academy?"

Liu Wushuang asked worriedly.

Bamboo Forest Academy has been open for a few years. The usual teachings are about the Four Books and Five Classics, poetry, songs, and the like. Even arithmetic is rarely involved, let alone physics and chemistry, which I have never heard of.

Wei Wuya nodded and said thoughtfully:

"If you want to be unconventional and stand out, there's nothing wrong with it. I'm afraid that if you don't have enough ability, you'll look different and make people laugh."

Song Zhice on the side shook his head and said in denial:

"In my opinion, this is definitely not the case. Although the dean is young, he is very calm. Since he did this, he is naturally confident. We should not have any doubts."

Hearing this, the other three nodded, and Jiang Xingzhou said:

"Tomorrow is Dean Xiaolin's first class. We can all go and listen to it then."

"Then you have to go early. I heard that most of the students in the college will go to the lectures, but we won't be able to squeeze in by then!"

Liu Wushuang said jokingly, his heart filled with a bit of expectation.

Early the next morning, Lin Pingan's class started. What he was going to talk about today was the story of a pheasant and a rabbit in a cage from "Sun Zi Suan Jing".

At this moment, the entire classroom was full of people, and those who didn't get a seat could only stand. But what was surprising was that the Xinwangdian also came.

Although his arrival caused a small commotion, everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Pingan at this moment.

Lin Ping'an was wearing a green suit and stood on the podium. He looked tall and tall. Although he was young, he had an extraordinary temperament.

Many female students also came today, as if they were guessing the atmosphere of the college. They all wore plain gowns with a little bit of powder and pink, making them look elegant and elegant.

At this moment, they looked at Lin Pingan on the podium, with little stars popping up in their eyes. Su Meier bit her red lips tightly, and stared at Lin Pingan unblinkingly.

"anthomaniac!"

Liu Yiyi glanced at Su Mei'er and chuckled in her heart, but like Su Mei'er, she looked closely at Lin Pingan, feeling inexplicably excited.

Behind Lin Pingan was a dark wooden board, which made everyone feel a little surprised.

There was no way, there was no blackboard in teaching in ancient times. Lin Ping'an had also deliberately made a wooden board covered with ink before, and then made a simple blackboard and hung it on the wall of the classroom.

There was a table in front of him, and a wooden box was placed on the table. Inside the wooden box was a box of chalk he had newly made.

When doing this, Jiang Xingzhou and others felt very strange. They watched Lin Pingan pour the mixed plaster into the cylindrical mold, and they had no idea what Lin Pingan wanted to do.

"This thing is called chalk."

After the plaster solidified, Lin Ping'an turned the mold over and pointed at the small white sticks.

Then he used chalk to write on the homemade blackboard. As he moved, a line of beautiful small words appeared on the blackboard.

Not to mention, Lin Pingan is not good at writing calligraphy with calligraphy, but he still has two brushes for this chalk calligraphy.

Looking at the stunned Jiang Xingzhou and the four others, Lin Ping'an smiled, picked up the prepared brush and waved it a few times, and the line of words disappeared, and then he wrote another line of words in its original position.

"How about it? Isn't it very convenient to use this thing for teaching?"

At that time, Lin Pingan threw the chalk on the table casually and said with a smile.

The chalk broke with a snap, which made Jiang Xingzhou and the other four people feel extremely distressed. The four of them picked up the chalk and put it in front of their eyes to look at it carefully, making exclamations from their mouths.

"The dean is indeed a god!"

Liu Wushuang couldn't help but murmur, she just couldn't put it down for these chalks.

At this time, Lin Pingan picked up the chalk and wrote a row of Arabic numerals under the gaze of everyone.

Looking at the numbers on the blackboard, everyone showed doubts.

What the hell is this?

Never seen it!

Lin Pingan smiled slightly, wrote the corresponding traditional Chinese characters under each Arabic numeral, and then said:

"The first thing I want to teach you today is a counting method."

As he spoke, he pointed at the Arabic numeral 1 with the pointer in his hand.

There was silence in the classroom, and everyone listened attentively. When Lin Pingan combined these Arabic numerals to form a hundred-digit number, these people all let out an exclamation.

If we follow the counting method before the Ming Dynasty, just describing a hundred-digit number would require a long string of words, which is extremely cumbersome and error-prone.

Lin Ping'an adopted this Arabic numeral counting method, which is not only simple, but also intuitive, and it is really amazing.

Zhu Youjian's heart was racing. He came today just out of curiosity and wanted to see what Lin Ping'an's so-called natural science was?

He was already surprised when he saw the blackboard and chalk just now. Now when he heard Lin Pingan explain the counting method of Arabic numerals, he could not hide his excitement.

As a child of the royal family, Zhu Youjian received a comprehensive education from an early age. In addition to the Four Books and Five Classics, it also included arithmetic. He still remembered that when he was a child, if he wanted to write a hundred-digit number, it would take a long string of words to finish. But today, Lin Ping'an only used three symbols to replace this string of words. It was indeed an extraordinary feat.

"He is indeed someone who has been instructed by the God of Medicine."

He sighed silently in his heart: "His abilities are unfathomable. It seems that God has blessed the Ming Dynasty. The emperor's insight is as bright as a torch, which is admirable!"

Although Zhu Youjian is young, he does not have to go to court, and he is very low-key in life, but it does not mean that he does not care about political affairs. On the contrary, this young prince spends almost all the time in Prince Xin's Mansion watching the court. Every move on it.

Therefore, he naturally knew very well about Zhu Youxiao's protection of Lin Ping'an at the court meeting that day, and he seemed to have understood the good intentions of his imperial brother at this moment.

Lin Pingan's explanation continued. After explaining the ten most basic Arabic numerals, he wrote symbols such as addition, subtraction, multiplication, division, and parentheses on the blackboard.

These were originally the most basic things in later generations, but when placed here, they are completely unfamiliar territory.

In fact, everyone present can understand the meaning of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, because as early as the Spring and Autumn Period more than 2,000 years ago, the Nine-Nine Song appeared in Chinese history, which is also the Nine-Nine Multiplication Table of later generations. It is just a way of expressing These symbols for addition, subtraction, multiplication and division are not used in .

At this moment, Lin Ping'an directly wrote the multiplication table of later generations on the blackboard. Everyone immediately understood the meaning of these symbols and at the same time let out a sound of exclamation.

The reason is still the same, simple and intuitive!

After talking about this, Lin Ping'an felt a little dry. He took a sip of tea and finally wrote the question about pheasants and rabbits in the same cage on the blackboard.

Looking at this question, many people couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, because this question came from "Sun Zi Suan Jing", and many people had already learned his solution. When Lin Ping'an took it out at the moment, he seemed to look down on them.

Jiang Xingzhou and the other four were also a little stunned. Today's class was amazing at the beginning and completely stunned everyone. But now that such a question is asked, is it a bit anticlimactic?

Zhu Youjian laughed dumbly in his heart. He looked at the students around him and smiled secretly in his heart:

"Dean Xiaolin is really interesting. I'm afraid he underestimates his students."

Indeed, this question is not difficult, and it is a representative question in "Sun Tzu's Suan Jing". Anyone who has been exposed to arithmetic must know the solution to this question. Talking about this question on this occasion seems to have lost some standards.

Lin Ping'an looked at everyone's expressions and naturally knew what they were thinking. He smiled slightly and said:

"Many people must know the solution to this question, but today I want to explain how to use the numbers we learned previously to solve this question more simply."

After hearing this, everyone suddenly became interested. They all looked at Lin Pingan with their eyes wide open, their eyes full of expectation.

At this moment, the second gong sounded outside the classroom. Lin Pingan put down the chalk and said briefly to everyone: "Continue in the afternoon."

Everyone was a little reluctant to leave. When the gong rang for the first time before, none of these people moved their buttocks, and Lin Ping'an didn't take a rest. Now it rang again, and everyone realized that it was almost noon before they knew it, and their stomachs were early. Just a little hungry.

So everyone walked out of the classroom and headed towards the college cafeteria.

Lin Pingan came to Zhu Youjian, cupped his hands and said:

"His Royal Highness King Xin is laughing. If you don't mind, can you try my cooking skills?"

Hearing this, Zhu Youjian's eyes widened. He pointed at Lin Ping'an and shouted:

"Don't tell me that you can cook!"