"Brother Ma, after you recruit people, you must immediately organize them to conduct football rules training, and select a group of people with excellent training results to serve as coaches. Let us first establish the Football Federation headquarters, and then find a way to establish a new team in the Tang Dynasty states. The government established a Football Federation branch!”
In the office, Li Zexuan continued.
Ma Zhou nodded and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Marquis, Ma understands what you mean~!"
After saying that, he suddenly remembered something and said with a smile: "By the way, Lord Marquis, after the content of your class yesterday was spread through the "Datang Daily", it caused a great response in Chang'an City! Especially your It is said that Dr. Liu of the Imperial College of Computer Science conducted the needle experiment himself. He injected the needle 710 times and pressed the line 226 times. The division of the two is equal to three points and one trace, 1,59,292. The results you got last time were even more accurate~!"
Li Zexuan was a little surprised in his heart. Density. Dr. Liu actually came up with the density. Back then, Buffon proposed the needle experiment. Italian mathematician Lazzrini coincidentally used the needle experiment to obtain the density. Now it was he who proposed the needle experiment, and Dr. Liu got the density. It has to be said that history is always surprisingly similar, and there are many coincidences!
"Oh? Then Dr. Liu is really lucky~!"
Li Zexuan sighed with a calm expression, but Ma Zhou continued very excitedly: "Master Hou, after Dr. Liu's results spread, civilian scholars became more convinced of other contents in the newspaper. Now the reputation of our Yanhuang Academy is probably It’s even bigger~!”
As soon as Ma Zhou finished speaking, the bearded man looked at Li Zexuan thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Master Hou~!"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door and Pang Feiji's voice.
Ma Zhou and the bearded guest looked at each other, then made an excuse to leave. They understood that Pang Feiji did not come in directly, but chose to knock on the door, which meant that he had something to do with Li Zexuan alone.
"Feiji, what's the matter~?"
After the bearded guest left with Ma Zhou, Pang Feiji walked in. Li Zexuan looked up at Brother Ji and asked aloud.
Pang Feiji clasped his fists and said: "Master Marquis, my subordinates have received news that in the morning just now, Feng Zhidai was given the title of Shaoqing Weiwei by His Majesty, and was also rewarded with a mansion. It seems that he is really going to live in Chang'an City forever. ~!"
"Young Lord Weiwei?"
After Li Zexuan searched for relevant information in his mind, he whispered: "It seems that he is really here to be a hostage!"
Weiwei Temple is one of the nine temples. The Weiwei Temple was established in the Northern Qi Dynasty. The Weiwei was renamed Weiwei Temple Qing or Weiweiqing, and the adjutant was called Weiwei Shaoqing. It had become a sinecure in the Sui and Tang Dynasties. He was mainly in charge of the ceremonial curtains for the palace, sacrifices, and court meetings. This continued until the Southern Song Dynasty when it was merged into the Gongqing department.
Li Er gave Feng Zhidai such a sinecure, and the underlying meaning is probably something that anyone with a little bit of political savvy can figure out.
"No need to pay attention to this person's news anymore! We just need to take care of our own one-third of an acre~!"
Li Zexuan came back from his thoughts and said to Brother Ji.
Li Er is definitely not a stupid person. Li Zexuan believes that Li Er can think of things he can think of, so he feels there is no need to worry about it.
Pang Feiji responded: "Yes, Mr. Hou~!"
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Outside the palace city.
After the morning court, Feng Zhidai came out of the palace, and the guards who had followed him to Chang'an saw him and hurriedly greeted him.
"Second Young Master, are you okay?"
The leading black-faced guard asked hurriedly.
"Ha~! What can happen to me? Are you making too much fuss now, Amu?"
Feng Zhidai chuckled disapprovingly.
The black-faced guard said seriously: "Sir, we are in Chang'an now, not like in Lingnan. My subordinates must ensure your safety!"
Feng Zhidai waved his hands helplessly and said, "Okay, okay! Go to the post house to pack your luggage, we have a new residence!"
The black-faced guard accepted the promise.
On the way, Feng Zhidai was sitting in the carriage and overheard the pedestrians on the road seeming to be talking about the same thing. He opened the window and shouted to the guard outside: "Amu, come here~!"
"Sir, what's the matter?"
The black-faced guard named Amu approached the car window and asked.
Feng Zhidai said: "What does the needle experiment that those people are talking about on the road mean? Why does it feel like everyone is talking about this?"
Amu frowned and replied: "Sir, my subordinates have asked before. What they were talking about was the content in today's Datang Daily. It seems that Marquis Yong'an has made some incredible discovery again!"
"Datang Daily? Oh, isn't Chang'an City the birthplace of Datang Daily?"
Along the way, Feng Zhidai also saw the "Datang Daily" in other state capitals. This was also thanks to the help of the Wang family in Taiyuan, otherwise he would only be able to see the newspaper in Chang'an City.
"Amu, send someone to buy a copy of today's "Datang Daily" for me. Go now~!"
Feng Zhidai ordered again.
"Yes, sir~!"
After Amu agreed, he sent someone to buy newspapers.
After a while, he returned with a copy of Datang Daily.
Feng Zhidai took the newspaper and the carriage started again, heading in the direction of the post house.
After reading today's headlines, Feng Zhidai in the carriage suddenly narrowed his eyes when he thought about what he had just heard from the passers-by.
"Li Zexuan, Li Zexuan, I have heard some of your deeds in Lingnan. Now that I have arrived in Chang'an, how can I not take this opportunity to learn more about you?"
Feng Zhidai looked deeply and murmured to himself.
"Sir, the posthouse has arrived~!"
After an unknown amount of time, Amu from outside the car knocked on the window and shouted.
"Yeah, I know!"
Feng Zhidai put down the newspaper, opened the curtain, and jumped out of the carriage.
"Amu, come with me!"
Unexpectedly, Feng Zhidai did not rush into the post house, but walked to the silent bamboo forest on one side and gave instructions.
Amu quickly followed.
"Master!"
"Well, you recently helped me collect some information about Marquis Yong'an. As long as it's about him, I want it! The more detailed the better!"
Feng Zhidai put his hands behind his hands and ordered.
Amu's expression changed slightly and asked: "Sir, do you want to..."
Feng Zhidai turned his back to Amu and said: "You don't need to worry about what I think, let alone know! You have to be more careful when spying on the news. This is Chang'an. His Majesty has many eyes and ears. Don't let anyone notice it! Don't go looking for it. If people around Li Zexuan inquire about him, it will be easily exposed, do you understand?"
Amu cupped his fists and said, "I understand! Sir, please rest assured, I will never cause you any trouble~!"
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