"The professor of the Thirteenth Academy is the gentleman of the emperor's uncle's children, right?"

Yang Jian looked at Li Longji above, with a serious expression.

And Li Xiang, the third highness behind Yang Jian, felt that his toes were already scratching the mud, if he wasn't wearing thick boots, I am afraid that the floor would have been scratched out of a hole by him.

His little heart was trembling.

He felt that his father's expectations would be disappointed.

Because, he almost knew what Yang Jian was thinking in his heart.

"Yes."

Li Longji still held on to a glimmer of hope.

"I promise you, Uncle Emperor."

Yang Jian's expression is unusually clear and accurate, without any lag and dragging.

"What?"

Li Longji wondered if he had heard it wrong.

However, the civil and military officials under the imperial rank heard it clearly, and it was clear and true.

Some of them were already starting to gloat and laugh out loud.

This good drama directed by the emperor himself, it depends on how he ends?

They all began to see a picture like this

An eight- or nine-year-old doll.

In the academy sat the princes and princesses of His Majesty the Emperor, who were born to him from seven or eight years old to seventeen or eighteen.

What an interesting picture that is, huh?

It's hard to make people reverie!

"Uncle Emperor, I said that I agreed to your invitation to be the professor of the Thirteenth Academy."

Yang Jian's voice was crisp and clear.

He looked at the emperor himself, a serious and proud look on his face.

Being the teacher of the princes, that should be very majestic, right?

In the future, if you want to spank them, you will spank them, and if you want them to copy the text a hundred times, you will copy it a hundred times!

Because didn't the emperor say that the prince broke the law and was guilty of the same crime as the common people?

"Y-don't you think about it anymore, little Aiqing? Is it tiring to be a professor of Taixue? ”

Li Longji feels more like a gentleman.

Earnest and inducing.

"Uncle Emperor, I'm not afraid of being tired, I'm full of energy every day!"

Yang Jian didn't think about it, so he politely rejected the emperor's understanding.

"Well, well—"

Li Longji felt that he had dug a huge pit for himself, and then he watched himself jump down with his eyes open!

"By the way, Uncle Emperor, the professor's silver is still the standard of a six-grade official, right?"

Yang Jian had to hear the emperor say it in public with his own ears before he could rest assured.

In case the emperor repents in the future, there will be someone to testify!

"Of course!"

Li Longji felt that this little guy seemed to be digging holes for himself everywhere, looking at his little expression, it seemed that he was afraid that I would not be able to pay his professor's salary?!

It's funny.

"Ok, deal!"

Yang Jian looked at the emperor who was high above and smiled happily.

It's good to have money.

What he lacks most now is money.

The thought that he hadn't eaten enough in days made his eyes dizzy.

"Okay, Zhang Aiqing, Yang Aiqing's position as a professor will be handled by Lao Aiqing, right?"

Li Longji felt that he was about to stop supporting himself.

He can only turn to his right-hand man, the head of the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Jiuling.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured, everything can be left to the minister!"

Zhang Jiuling looked at the emperor and the little doll in front of him, and felt funny and interesting in his heart, it was the first time he had encountered such an interesting thing when he lived to such an age.

"Then there is Lao Aiqing!"

Li Longji waved his hand at Zhang Jiuling, signaling that they could go down.

"Sir, please come with the old man."

Zhang Jiuling held back a belly of laughter and said to Yang Jian.

"Okay, thank you, Prime Minister."

Yang Jian said politely to Zhang Jiuling, but what he didn't expect was that the first prime minister of the Tang Dynasty actually called himself Mr.? It made him feel fresh and excited.

After watching Yang Jian leave the court after Zhang Jiuling, Li Longji let out a long sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, is the dragon unwell?"

Colliers asked thoughtfully.

"You, you, Lux, hey—"

Li Longji sighed again.

"Your Majesty, old slave—"

Seeing that the emperor seemed to blame himself for his ineffective work, Gao Lishi was innocent?

You don't joke, the person who speaks is the emperor himself!

"Your Majesty, don't worry!"

Just as Li Longji sighed, the voice of the master and his party sounded under the imperial steps.

"Master, why do you say that?"

Li Longji looked at the group of masters below and frowned.

"The poor monk knows that His Majesty is worried about Yang Jian's appointment as a professor in the Thirteen School Gardens, but the poor monk can assure His Majesty that Yang Jian's arithmetic skills are definitely better than anyone in the Tang Dynasty."

The master of the group looked at Li Longji, not knowing why he was so worried, could it be that the eclectic talent reduction in the mouth of the Tang Emperor was just an empty word?

Yang Jian is just a little younger.

However, the capable are young and old, threesomes, and the capable are teachers!

The teachings of the saints, has His Majesty the Emperor forgotten himself?

"How can the master be so sure?"

Li Longji doesn't believe in others, but for his arithmetic ability, he still believes in a line of masters in the entire Tang Dynasty. And since the master said so, there must be his reasons.

"Your Majesty, do you remember the legendary hermit that the poor monk mentioned to His Majesty a few days ago?"

The faces of the masters were peaceful and calm.

"The arithmetic wizard?"

Li Longji asked rhetorically.

"Yes, the poor monk has just communicated with Dr. Li Yan of the Guozi Supervision School, and he is sure that the little doll in front of him is the hermit master we thought we were at the beginning!"

The master had confirmed with Li Yan in detail before he came, and both of them felt that it was unlikely that two wise masters would appear in Chang'an City at the same time, so Li Yan personally went to the artist village and asked Huang Xinghe about the appearance and physical signs of the friend in his mouth face to face, and then they hurried to the court, and looked, sure enough, it was not the slightest match with what Huang Xinghe described, and Huang Xinghe also said this morning that after noon yesterday, someone from the palace had come to announce that his little friend had entered the palace to face the saint!

The words are conclusive, and the evidence is even more conclusive!

"Really?"

When Li Longji heard this, he couldn't help but regain his color.

If even the two great masters of arithmetic in the empire and the doctor of the Guozi Supervision Hall were abused by him, then that kid's arithmetic ability is naturally trustworthy.

"Of course, Your Majesty, does Your Majesty still remember what Your Majesty said to the poor monks when he asked the poor monks to come out of the mountains to Chang'an in the second year of Kaiyuan?"

The group of masters looked at Li Longji with a calm voice.

"What?"

Li Longji said too much to the master of the group that day.

"Eclectic and talented."

The master of the line smiled slightly.

"Eclectic talent?"

Li Longji was shocked, and then suddenly realized.

The master of the line is reminding himself of the gaffe just now!

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The master of the line also continued to laugh.

Extremely high comprehension is the talent of the emperor in front of him, and it is also one of the reasons why he is willing to go out of the mountain to assist him.

"I've been taught, what the master said is very true, I did lose my temper just now."

Knowing that mistakes can be corrected, and good is great.

Even if he is a saint, he will still make mistakes, but he is still a saint if he makes mistakes and can be changed.

"Your Majesty's words are serious, but the Tang Dynasty has many talents, and heroes should come from young people, so that the whole country will be more vigorous and hopeful, what does Your Majesty think?"

Master Yixing felt that the emperor just couldn't get out of the barrier of secular prejudice, and forgot the principle of doing things himself.

"I think so!"

Li Longji's face turned red, and he actually got up directly from the dragon chair and gave a deep look at the masters.

"Your Majesty has tormented the poor monk!"

The master of the line also immediately returned the courtesy.

The longest early dynasty since Emperor Xuanzong ascended the throne has finally come to an end.

Li Yan left the court with the master and his entourage.

Along the way, they were whispering something.

And Li Xiang, the third highness who followed behind the doctor, didn't know what he was thinking.

"Third brother, this new professor is the little friend you participated in the New Year's poetry meeting last time, right?"

I don't know when, the eldest prince Li Cong has already walked to Li Xiang's side.

"Brother Hui, yes."

Li Xiangyi looked at the eldest imperial brother, and hurriedly stopped, turned around and bowed deeply to the imperial brother.

"This little friend of the third brother is a little immortal in the sky and the stars of Wenqu, it seems that he should also be good at poetry, right?"

When Li Cong said this, his eyes kept looking at Li Xiang.

A faint smile hung on his lips throughout.

"Brother Hui, the third brother doesn't know anything about this!"

Li Xiang didn't know why, as soon as he saw the eyes of his imperial brother Li Cong, he had a chill down his spine and sweated slightly.

However, under the Chang'an sky outside the Ming and Ming dynasties, the snow was heavy.

The cold wind is still raging in the air!

Li Longji didn't see the conversations and eyes of his sons, his eyes saw farther away.

There are a lot of people living there.

The people he knew, his loved ones, the people he had once loved and loved as well as his loved ones.

However, those people have disappeared into this vast world.

"Lux, do you think he looks like a person?"

Li Longji's gaze was still looking into the distance.

"Who is he that the emperor is talking about?"

Colliers was shocked.

"You know who I'm talking about."

Li Longji turned his head and glanced at the old fox beside him, with a little starlight in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, please forgive the old slave for being clumsy, I remember that when the old slave first saw him yesterday, he really felt familiar, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was unlikely, because he didn't seem to have any impression of the old slave. Even if he pretends, there is no one in this world who pretends to be so like. ”

Colliers replied cautiously.

"Indeed, when I looked into his eyes just now, his eyes did not dodge in the slightest, and there was no trace of the meaning in his eyes that we once met, and I knew that he was unlikely to be him, but if not, why are there such similar people in this world?"

Li Longji was also confused.

However, he still felt that when he saw him, his heart was touched and.

Panicky.

"Your Majesty, don't think too much, there are too many people in the world who look similar, and he has been dead for a long time, which is also something that Your Majesty and I confirmed with our own eyes that day."

Colliers reminded.

"Well, yes, but, Lux, there is always a trace of uneasiness in my heart, just in case, I still have to thank you."

Li Longji's past, like all emperors and generals in history, will always hide many secrets that are not known to the world behind the shining scenery.

It was their pain, it was their suffering, it was another mask that they would never let the world know.

"Okay, don't worry, the old slave will do it."

Colliers has been with him for countless years, and he deeply understands and understands him.

It's like knowing himself.