_Chapter 737: Little Brother and Little Sister
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At this time, it happened that the four doctors led the people they chose to come up, and Zhuang Yichen said with a smile: "It just so happened that the people from the Ministry of Officials came!"
"So fast?" everyone was shocked, and then thinking of the fact that the eldest princess had a marriage contract with him, it seemed that the royal family was definitely on the side of the new dean.
"Master Shi, I'm bothering you again!" Zhuang Yichen couldn't help laughing when he saw someone from the ministry, he ran twice in one day, and this guy wanted to avoid him.
The officials of the ministry smiled dryly, and after finishing the appointment documents and official seals one by one, they left in a hurry.
The new superintendents and doctors were immediately overjoyed, and their sense of identity with Zhuang Yichen immediately soared several times.
It doesn't matter what kind of martial artist he is, this new dean chatted with them casually, raised their cultivation to a level, and promoted their official position by one level as soon as he made a move, who else does such a boss support.
Besides, with his own knowledge and ability, he should have improved a long time ago, but his background was not enough.
Although these superintendents and doctors are relatively upright and arrogant, they take it for granted at this time.
"After tomorrow's meeting, all teachers and students will have a dinner, and I will personally invite the imperial chef in the palace to take charge of the spoon!" Zhuang Yichen said with a smile.
"The Imperial Chef in the Palace!" everyone thought that their saliva was about to flow out, and no one had a chance to taste it.
Zhuang Yichen's set of uses can be said to be lightweight, without a trace of fireworks.
As for whether the imperial chef will come, do you still need to ask? At present, the eldest princess is one of his two unmarried wives, and Emperor Yan is her brother-in-law.
The originally chaotic National Academy was restored to order, and although there were more than half fewer students, the sound of reading aloud sounded from the campus again.
In the college's library, the number of people entering the library to borrow books has skyrocketed fivefold compared to usual, so that the library teachers are almost tired like dead dogs.
The books that are borrowed need to be injected with a touch of talent from the library's seal, and although there are not many of them, there are too many people who borrow them.
And those students who skipped class, although they did not return to school immediately for the sake of face, were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood and looked through the classics at home.
"Strange, why is this rebel son working so hard today?" Many elders in many families looked at their children in amazement.
Zhuang Yichen naturally didn't have to go back this night, there is naturally a teacher's dormitory in the National Academy, and the environment is very good, and there are many beautiful girls, no wonder many teachers like to live in the school.
As the saying goes, there is a golden house in the book, and there is a beautiful jade in the book!
Now Zhuang Yichen's memory can be said to be unforgettable, not only do he have Tang poems, Song Ci, Ming and Qing novels in his mind, but also he has seen many marked classics! And this night he read a large number of literary and Taoist classics of the Shenlong Continent to learn more information.
Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one survive a hundred battles! The literary and Taoist system of the Shenlong Continent is basically based on Confucius and Mencius, and the ideas of the hundred schools of thought are slowly mixed in, but they are not the mainstream.
When the dawn dispersed, the corners of Zhuang Yichen's mouth crossed a light smile, and he was even more confident.
During the morning school day, the new Superintendent Zhao hurried to report that the number of students who came to the school had stabilized at more than fifty percent, and several hundred more people came back than yesterday.
"Dean, at this rate, I'm afraid that at most eighty percent of the students will come back in the afternoon!"
"It's okay!" Zhuang Yichen waved his hand and said, no matter what changes occurred, even if there were only a dozen students, he was not afraid at all.
Seeing Superintendent Zhao in a daze beside him, he immediately laughed: "You really don't have to worry, I'm already mentally prepared!"
"Mental preparation?" Zhao Xuejian immediately made up for Zhuang Yichen's situation of being questioned everywhere and apologizing.
Is the Dean trying to impress the students with sincerity? But judging from yesterday's reaction, this young Dean is not a fuel-efficient lamp? If you were to be more horizontal than you, he would be even more horizontal than you!
Superintendent Zhao left with some uneasiness, and when he arrived at the door, he glanced back at Zhuang Yichen, only to see that the young dean happened to open the Spring and Autumn Period and then began to look at it.
"Hey, I don't know what the dean's means are, it's really heart-wrenching!" Supervisor Zhao had an ominous premonition in his heart.
After morning school, there was about a quarter of an hour of rest, and Zhuang Yichen walked around the courtyard in civilian clothes.
With his status at this time, although he was already the dean of the National Academy, there were naturally not many people who recognized him before the all-school meeting in the afternoon.
But in fact, Zhuang Yichen still felt that many eyes were staring at him behind his back, and there were people whispering.
Of course, many eyes looked at him with some disdain or other looks, and some people deliberately ridiculed.
Of course, it can be said that there are all geniuses of all sizes in the National Academy, and geniuses are all proud. However, there are always some exceptions, such as a student not far away who is holding a book and muttering words.
He seemed to be extremely focused, but Zhuang Yichen noticed that his pupils were uncertain, as if he was struggling with something inside.
Moreover, there was a certain hostility in the talent qi in this student's body, which was enough for Zhuang Yichen to think of something.
Sure enough, when it came to Zhuang Yichen, the student deliberately groaned, pretending to be tripped by something, and quickly leaned towards Zhuang Yichen.
Now he is a ruined person in the Martial Palace, and this student is a person at the peak of Wenxiu's talent!
If Zhuang Yichen was really a wasted person, he would definitely be knocked away. Of course, this student naturally has to know how to make a fool of himself.
"Be careful!" Zhuang Yichen suddenly shouted with concern, and the student's heart trembled when he heard it, and the talent contained in his body couldn't help but be reduced by half.
It was a sign of guilt, but he still picked up speed and fell over. Everything happened in a very short period of time, and in the distance, there were several Wenju people watching the show at this time.
"Fang Zihong, wait a minute, if this waste person falls to the ground like a dog eating, do you think he still has the face to stay as the dean!" said a horse-faced young man with a smile at this time.
The one who was called Brother Fang was only fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a blue and white scribe's shirt, and there was not much expression on his face.
"Regardless of whether he has a face or not, the dean of the National Academy is not a martial artist who can serve as a martial artist! Even His Majesty does not have this qualification!" Fang Zihong said with a cold face.
"Yes, the children of our Chen family will never allow this!" This horse-faced young man is a member of the Chen family.