Wang Dazhui went home and told the whole family the news of his promotion to Jiajue, and everyone was very happy, especially Wang Fugui and his family, eager to beat gongs and drums to let the world know that his son had become the founding viscount.

Sun Simiao was also very happy, because Wang Dazhui told him that Li Shimin promised to let the imperial doctors of the Tai Hospital also join the medical school to teach, and also took out the medical classics collected by the royal family and put them in the medical school, which was more happy for him than anything else.

Wang Fugui decided to set up a banquet, on the one hand, to celebrate his son's promotion and fortune, and on the other hand, to celebrate the support of the imperial court for the medical school.

For a while, the whole Wang family was very lively, more festive than the New Year, Wang Fugui and his family were ready to do a big job, but they were persuaded by Wang Dazhu, saying that they would celebrate together when the medical school was established.

Although there was no big deal, there were still many well-informed relatives and friends who came to congratulate them.

The first to send congratulatory gifts were the crown prince Li Chengqian and Wei King Li Tai, the two of them, as the biological sons of the eldest grandson empress, naturally close to the water and the first to get the moon, the spring river plumbing duck prophet, the first to know the news of Wang Dazhu's promotion to Jiajue, so they immediately sent someone to send a congratulatory gift, but they were busy with homework, so they did not come.

Immediately afterwards, the Cheng brothers, Cheng Chumo and Cheng Tieniu, didn't know where they got the news, and came with congratulatory gifts.

What made Wang Dazhui's family even more unexpected was that Qin Shubao brought his son Qin Huaiyu to congratulate him in person. A lot of good gifts were given, more than a dozen pieces of cloth and silk alone, not to mention other things.

What Wang Dazhui didn't expect the most was that Di Renjie, who hadn't seen him for a long time, actually sent someone to send a congratulatory gift, saying that it was to congratulate Wang Dazhui on his promotion to Jiajue.

said that it was not a big deal, but there were really a lot of people who came, but more of them sent people to send gifts and put them down.

Wang Fugui specially ordered the food of the drunken immortal building, coupled with the good wine brewed by Wang Dazhui, to entertain relatives and friends who came to the door.

"Congratulations, Prince! What a young man! ”

"Congratulations!"

"There is no one before and no one after us! What a congratulations! ”

Words of praise and congratulations are endless, and everyone is really envious of Wang Dazhui who obtained the official position of Zhengwupin before he was eight years old.

Some people even said that giving birth to a child should be like a king's sledgehammer. Hearing Wang Dazhui's ears crying and laughing, he didn't expect that he would one day be comparable to Sun Zhongmou.

What made Wang Dazhui cry and laugh even more was that a matchmaker came to the house to say goodbye to Wang Dazhui.

He was less than eight years old, so he said kiss, Wang Dazhui was naturally unwilling, but Wang Fugui and his wife were very interested, and they even pulled the matchmaker to chat.

"Rich old man, this is the daughter of the old man Zhang's family in the east of the city, she looks handsome, and her needlework is also good, she is just ten years old this year; There is also the granddaughter of the grandson of the old man in the west of the city, who is smart and lively, just nine years old this year; There is also the little niece of the old man Wu in the south of the city, who is twelve years old this year, knowledgeable and courteous, and looks like Zhou Zheng...... "The matchmaker said a lot of things.

Wang Fugui and Zhang Cuihua looked at this for a while, and then looked at that for a while, both of them thought it was good, but they both felt that it was almost interesting. Pick and choose, all pick and choose.

In the end, it was Qin Shubao who helped Wang Dazhui speak, and the matter was temporarily put on hold.

Qin Shubao told Wang Fugui and his family that Wang Dazhui had already become the founding viscount at the age of eight, and when he became an adult in the future, he would definitely achieve higher achievements, and if he wanted to marry a good daughter-in-law, it would be easy, and when the time came, I was afraid that the prince would rush to the daughter of the Xiang family.

After listening to Qin Shubao's words, Wang Fugui and his family thought about it, their son is still young and has a bright future in the future, and now it seems that it will be inappropriate to wait for a few years, so he put it on hold.

After a day of arguing and sending off the guests, Wang Dazhui felt that his tired body was about to fall apart, but looking at his parents, Wang Fugui and Zhang Cuihua were unexpectedly radiant, their faces were full of red light, and they had been overexcited from beginning to end.

The next day, Wang Dazhui began to prepare for the medical school. The first thing is to find a place, since it is a college, you can't make trouble, because it's too noisy, it's not conducive to students' learning, of course, it can't be too remote, and the traffic is convenient, otherwise it will be inconvenient for teachers and students to travel. The area should not be too small, after all, the enrollment scale envisioned by Wang Dazhui is about 1,000 people.

took out the layout map of Chang'an City, studied it for a long time, Wang Dazhui discussed it with Sun Simiao and others, and finally decided to choose the address of the college next to the Hongwen Pavilion, which itself is a gathering place for the school district, not only the Hongwen Pavilion, but also Taixue and many academies, and the medical school was built here.

After choosing the address, Wang Dazhui hurried to Chang'an Mansion to apply for reporting, with the support of Li Shimin, it was not troublesome to do, although Wang Dazhui was not very old, but he is now a popular man in front of the emperor, and the future is even more promising, so he is not willing to offend him.

After choosing the address and taking the land, the second thing is naturally the drawings of the design college, which Wang Dazhui designed by himself. He locked himself in the study, discussed with the system, and in a day's work, he drew the drawings of the entire academy.

Classrooms, dormitories, canteens, toilets, playgrounds, libraries, laboratories, and activity rooms are all available. Basically, they are arranged according to the schools of later generations, and they look beautiful and generous.

With the drawings, Wang Dazhui went to the Ministry of Engineering, and they were responsible for the construction anyway.

The waiter of the Ministry of Works looked at Wang Da Hammer's drawings, his eyes lit up, and he felt that the drawings drawn by Wang Da Hammer were no less than those of a grandmaster-level craftsman, and the layout of the entire academy was reasonable, concise and generous, and all aspects were very thoughtful. If it weren't for the fact that Wang Dazhui was in front of him, I couldn't believe that this was from the hand of a child.

"The prince is really a genius, with this drawing, our Ministry of Engineering will definitely build the medical school beautifully." The Ministry of Labor said with a smile.

"Thank you, for your compliment." Wang Dazhui said humbly.

"Since the prince is good at design, how about helping our Ministry of Engineering design more drawings in the future?" The waiter of the Ministry of Works asked with a smile on his face.

"As long as I have time, I will definitely meet the requirements of the Ministry of Industry, and if someone in the Ministry of Industry is willing to learn from me, I can also teach them by hand." Wang Dazhui did not hide his secrets.

"The prince is so generous, others are afraid that their craft will be learned by others, and you are the only one who is so generous and does not hide it at all." The Ministry of Work was overjoyed.

"Only when more people learn these things can they better benefit the people of the world, what's the use of hiding them?" Wang Dazhui was very casual and didn't take it to heart at all.

After bidding farewell to the waiter of the Ministry of Works, it was already dark when Wang Dazhui returned home, washed up, copied two pages of medical books, and went back to bed and fell asleep.

(End of chapter)