"Is Li Siye in there?"
Just as Li Zexuan was sighing in the car at the funny people in the arithmetic library, a slightly older voice came from outside the car. If you distinguish carefully, you can tell that it is Kong Yingda.
"Well, sacrificial wine? Are you busy?"
Li Zexuan opened the curtain, jumped out of the carriage, stood in front of Kong Yingda, and asked calmly.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Li Zexuan felt that there were more wrinkles at the corners of Kong Yingda's eyes.
"Well, can Li Siye take a step to speak?"
Lend me a step to speak? Li Zexuan felt that this sentence was very familiar. In his previous life, under certain colored posts on the Internet, rows and rows of "Fellow Taoist, please borrow a "Min" to speak!" The divine reply in the mailbox, ahem, I didn't expect Kong Yingda I am also an experienced driver and need to borrow one to talk.
"Uh, um, let's celebrate the wine. Class is about to start soon, so I'm afraid it might be a little inconvenient..."
Even experienced drivers can’t affect their own classes! Although Li Zexuan had some minor objections to Kong Yingda, he really didn't mean to shirk it at this moment. He was about to leave the Imperial College and start his own business. He now cherishes these last opportunities to teach students.
"It won't take you long, I'll leave as soon as I finish!"
Kong Yingda frowned. Based on his understanding of the guy in front of him, he didn't believe that Li Zexuan would love class!
"Oh, I guess this kid still hates me in his heart!"
Kong Yingda thought.
"Well, okay then! Go up and sit down for the sacrificial wine!"
Seeing that he couldn't shirk the argument, Li Zexuan could only agree. He turned to Sanbao and said, "Sambo, you go to the classroom and let the students study by themselves after class. I'll be here soon!"
"Yes, Master!"
Sanbao responded and ran away.
Kong Yingda glanced at Li Zexuan in surprise, wondering why this guy was so dedicated all of a sudden.
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"Li Siye, I..."
"Jijiu, please don't call me Siye, just call me Xiaoxuan! I resigned from Your Majesty yesterday. In ten days, I will no longer be Siye of the Imperial College!"
Inside the carriage.
Kong Yingda and Li Zexuan were sitting opposite each other. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by Li Zexuan. After hearing this, Kong Yingda was shocked and said:
"What? You...you resigned from the Imperial College?"
Li Zexuan poured a glass of Wenwenxiang for Old Man Kong, nodded and said, "Well, yes!"
Kong Yingda's face suddenly became very complicated, with regret, anger, and a hint of regret. After a while, Kong Yingda finally said:
"Are you resigning out of anger? What I said yesterday may be unfair, but this matter is not non-negotiable? Why are you like this? I am already so senior, and I originally planned to recommend it to His Majesty in a few years. You took on the role of sacrificial wine, but I didn’t expect you to...actually..."
In fact, yesterday's conversation had nothing to do with right or wrong, it was just about different positions. Kong Yingda was in the position of offering wine. Of course, he had to consider the reputation of the Imperial College first, and secondly his personal honor and disgrace.
Although Li Zexuan understands, he cannot accept it. As he said before, he does not need to wrong himself for other people's reasons.
"Haha, thank you for the importance of sacrificial wine. However, different Taoisms do not lead to mutual understanding. What I have learned is not Confucian orthodoxy in the eyes of many people. If I continue to stay in the Imperial College, I will definitely be assigned a "privately taught miscellaneous scholar" in the future. "The crime! Perhaps after jumping out of the Imperial College, my knowledge will be of greater use!"
Li Zexuan looked at the old man in front of him who had devoted his life to the education of Datang and said seriously.
Kong Yingda frowned deeply when he heard this. He said dissatisfiedly: "Although arithmetic does not belong to the lineage of Confucianism, arithmetic has formed its own system since Liu Hui and Zu Chongzhi in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties created the art of cutting circles and calculated the circumference of pi. And it plays a very important role in the lives of the people. The previous dynasty even set up arithmetic as a subject in the Imperial College, so arithmetic will be a miscellaneous subject?"
Li Zexuan curled his lips and said with a smile: "Haha, you are right to think so about the wine sacrifice, but in the eyes of many people, other knowledge except Confucianism is just miscellaneous knowledge!"
Kong Yingda was stunned in his seat, speechless for a moment. He knew that what Li Zexuan said was the truth. The Confucian family has been dominant for nearly a thousand years. Many Confucian disciples pride themselves on being superior to others and can no longer tolerate other doctrines in their eyes. Kong Yingda knows this more or less.
Unlike other great Confucians, Kong Yingda has always been very tolerant of different doctrines. Throughout Kong Yingda's life, he has been fighting to eliminate sectarian opinions such as the Family Master Theory within Confucianism, to abandon the regional prejudices of Southern and Northern Studies, to be compatible with Baishi, and to integrate the North and the South. However, in the face of some "bad habits" that are currently emerging within Confucianism "Kong Yingda could only express his weakness.
"You said you wanted to escape from the Imperial Academy, but have you thought about where to go? What plans does His Majesty have for you?"
Kong Yingda asked.
"Your Majesty has given permission for this young man to build his own academy to teach what some people consider to be miscellaneous studies!"
Li Zexuan thought for a while and told the truth.
"Build your own academy?"
Kong Yingda exclaimed. He did not have the prospect of being hospitalized directly like Li Jingmo yesterday. After "working" with Li Zexuan for so long, he already had a very clear understanding of Li Zexuan's teaching ability. In the near future, Li Zexuan It may be possible for the academy to succeed.
"Are you planning to build an academy to compete with the Imperial College?"
Kong Yingda thought about the meaning behind Li Zexuan's self-built academy.
"Haha~! You really think highly of me. I built this academy just to spread my master's knowledge, but I never thought about competing with anyone!"
Li Zexuan smiled.
Although he does have this plan in mind, his academy is still not there yet! There is no need to start bragging now.
Kong Yingda glanced at Li Zexuan suspiciously. He really didn't believe what Li Zexuan had just said.
"If there is nothing else to do during the wine ceremony, I will go teach the students~!"
Li Zexuan looked at the arithmetic center outside through the car window and said to Kong Yingda.
"...Then you go! I hope that no matter where you are, you must stick to your heart. Whether it is miscellaneous studies or Confucianism, as long as you think it is useful to students, you will teach it. I hope that your academy will one day be able to flourish. Brilliant!"
Kong Yingda stood up and sighed.
"With your good words, I will definitely keep my true heart in mind and carry forward my master's knowledge!"
Li Zexuan bowed his hand to Kong Yingda, then turned and walked towards the arithmetic center.
"This son has a tiger in his heart! Build his own academy, and the tiger will return! What surprises will his academy bring to His Majesty, the court, and the Tang Dynasty in the future?"
Kong Yingda looked at Li Zexuan's back and murmured to himself with complicated emotions.
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