Sign in at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, a god-level brat

Chapter 115

"Master, madam. The Empress has brought the imperial doctor from the Imperial Hospital here."

After hearing the housekeeper's words, the eldest grandson Wuji and his wife immediately went out to greet him.

Outside Changsun's mansion, Empress Changsun heard Changsun Chong's cry like killing a pig.

The distressed Empress Changsun burst into tears.

"Zhao Meng, hurry up and show Chong'er, give him painkillers, crying like this really breaks my heart!"

Empress Changsun gave orders to the imperial physician behind her.

With the healing medicine and painkillers prepared by the imperial doctor of the Imperial Hospital, Chang Sun Chong finally calmed down.

Seeing his aunt walking in, Chang Sun Chong fell into the Pacific Ocean of Sadness all of a sudden, the tears couldn't stop flowing down!
Changsun Chong's appearance made Empress Changsun tearful.

"It's all the elder brother's fault. I told him everything last night, but I forgot to tell him not to mess with the sixth prince. Otherwise, this kind of thing would not have happened today."

"This kid also deserves to be beaten up. After he heals ten ribs, the elder brother will beat him up hard."

Changsun Wuji's words made Changsun so angry that he was heartbroken.

Chang Sun Chong even seriously doubted whether he was his own.

"Brother, Chong'er is still young after all, it's inevitable to make a mistake once, and it's not a big deal, but he just said something that shouldn't be said, which just hurt Cheng An's wound, and Cheng An's attack was indeed severe. Some."

"During lunch, I have already warned Cheng An with His Majesty, telling him not to act impulsively in the future."

After Empress Changsun sat in Changsun Mansion for a while, she put down the supplements she brought.

He took Hongxiu and the two imperial physicians back to the palace.

In the morning of the second day, Li Shimin had a high-spirited expression on his face.

Civil servants and military generals, once you see His Majesty's expression, you will know that you can play happily again today.

Sure enough, when Li Shimin showed the Three Character Classic written by Li Chengan in front of all the officials.

Let Li Chengan reap a wave of shock and appreciation points in his sleep.

There are many talented people in the court, and Li Shimin is very satisfied after careful discussion and revision of the following sentences.

"Preach my will, let the Imperial College start learning this three-character scripture immediately, and must spread it throughout the Tang Dynasty."

"Such a popular and easy-to-understand Three-Character Classic, I thought that even a five- or six-year-old child could start to recite it."

When Li Shimin's words fell to the ground, there was a congratulatory sound in the court.

So several servants began to transcribe the Three Character Classic in Xiande Hall together.

One of them was sent directly to the Imperial College.

The other copies were sent to the provincial roads closest to Chang'an City.

The Grand Priest of Guozijian offered wine and rushed to Guozijian with the Three Character Classic in person.

The supervisors here, one by one, go into the chicken coop with their hands behind their backs, which is not easy (picking eggs).

Those who can enter the Imperial College are all first-class talents in the Tang Dynasty. Not only are they talented, but they also need to have a backing.

Even if you are a child from an ordinary family, no matter how awesome you are, you will not be able to enter the Imperial Academy.

In the huge Tang Dynasty, in the huge Imperial College, there are only three hundred supervisors.

On average, there is not a single supervisor in a county in Datang.

What's more, more than two-thirds of the supervisors here are from Chang'an City.

Those outside of Chang'an City are rare.

After Guozijian’s great sacrificial wine returned to Guozijian, all three hundred supervisors were gathered in the big playground of Guozijian.

Looking at the solemn look on the expression on the face of the Imperial College Chief Jijiu.

All the supervisors knew that something big must happen.

So one by one waited for the admonition of the great sacrificial wine with serious expressions.

"I, Jijiu, will study the Three-Character Sutra with you today, and I have received His Majesty's order that all the students in the Imperial College today must memorize the Three-Character Sutra by heart. Anyone who fails to memorize the Sutra will be assessed this year and will not be able to complete the course."

Good guy, the Grand Prison Wine Garden of the Imperial College has landed, and all the supervising students have entered a state of bewilderment.

What the Three Character Classic is so important, it has already affected their future.

You must know that once these supervisors graduate, they will enter the officialdom of the Tang Dynasty.

Those who are more powerful, those who are more powerful in the background, can go directly to the court.

It is definitely the existence of the carp leaping over the dragon's gate.

"At the beginning of human beings, the nature is good. The nature is similar, but the habit is far away."

"..."

Every time the grand sacrificial wine said a sentence, the three hundred supervisors would read a sentence aloud.

Good guy, the whole big playground is full of loud reading.

The voice was really loud, shaking the sky.

The more the grand sacrificial wine was read, the more excited it became. The supervisors felt more and more that the three-character sutra was extraordinary.

All of them exerted all their breastfeeding strength, and even their faces were flushed, but they were still very excited.

After reading it three times in a row.

Dajijiu put down the rice paper in his hand.

After a loud start, the three hundred supervisors were given free rein to play.

It's only three times. Even if Guozijian really has supernatural powers, there are very few of them.

There are only a handful of people who can really recite it.

The sparse reciting sound made Dajijiu's face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"You people, pretending to be the students of the Imperial College, usually think of yourself as aloof, and feel that you are awesome."

"What's going on now? This sacrificial wine has already led you to recite it three times, but only a few people can recite it."

"Aren't you awesome? Don't you call yourself a child prodigy? Don't you all look down on the students outside the Imperial College?"

"This sacrificial wine will tell you today that you are nothing but a bunch of rubbish."

"..."

The Grand Priest of the Imperial College was yelling and swearing while standing in the playground, and spit stars were flying all over the sky.

The scolding was earth-shattering, the sun and the moon were dark, and the faces of the three hundred supervisors changed their colors.

Today's big sacrificial wine is the kind of style that is smoked, and they are caught and scolded endlessly.

On weekdays, they often praise them when they come to the grand ceremony.

"Do you know why this Jijiu scolded you?"

"Do you know who wrote these three-character scriptures?"

"This sacrificial wine will tell you today that this three-character scripture was written by a seven-year-old prince."

"Seven-year-old prince..."

The Grand Priest of the Guozijian looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh.

At this moment, all his pride and expectations for the Imperial College students were beaten to pieces.

What kind of prince is this, who can make such a shocking work.

"This sacrificial wine tells you that the one who made this three-character scripture is His Majesty's sixth prince, Li Cheng'an."

The voice of Guozijian Dajijiu's wine fell to the ground.

All the students in the Imperial College are going crazy.

(End of this chapter)