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The Imperial College's chief academic officer asked again, "Are classes starting today?"

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "No rush. This is my first time at the Imperial College. I'll just take a look around and sit in on some classes today. Is that okay?"

She didn't know how the teachers here taught, and she was curious. After all, she was going to be a teacher, so it was necessary for her to learn from the experience of the ancients.

"Okay, then I'll start making arrangements from tomorrow. Zhang Feng, you can accompany Dr. Song for a while."

The chief academician of the Imperial College handed the person over to Zhang Feng and left.

Zhang Feng took her to visit the Bookkeeping Hall, the Punishment Hall, and the Food Hall in the Imperial College.

That is, the modern library, teaching office and school cafeteria.

Song Jinxiu was not interested in these things and asked: "I want to go to the classroom to take a look. Can you tell me how the students here are divided into classes?"

The Imperial College is the Tsinghua University and Peking University of Cangwu, and the students are generally between 14 and 25 years old.

Zhang Feng said: "Our Imperial College is divided into three grades plus an advanced class.

There are three classes for first-year students, and the semester lasts one and a half years.

After one and a half years, students who pass the exam will be promoted to the second grade, and the semester also lasts one and a half years.

The third grade also lasts for one and a half years.

Then, students who pass the examinations and are proficient in both classics and history, and excel in both arts and science, can enter the Ruxing Hall, an advanced class, and the semester usually lasts one year.

Students at the Imperial College also studied on a credit system.

Students at Setsing Hall can earn credits by taking exams, and can only graduate after reaching eight credits.

Song Jinxiu asked, "What grade is the closest to here?"

Zhang Feng said, "It's the second-year monastic hall."

"Okay, let's go to the monastery and take a look."

As luck would have it, mathematics was being taught in the monastery at that time.

It's about Fang Tian's calculation problem.

The doctor of mathematics held an abacus in one hand and kept praising and boasting, which made Song Jinxiu feel tired for him.

The students below were also busy with their abacus. Whether they really understood or pretended not to, the beads had to click, or the doctor would accuse them of being lazy.

Song Jinxiu stood by the window and quickly attracted the students' attention.

"Hey, look, there's a woman outside the window."

"Who is it? Your sister?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let the doctor find out."

In order not to disturb the students in class, Song Jinxiu moved away.

She said to Zhang Feng, "Go and get that student's textbook for me to see."

Soon, Zhang Feng came over with a book.

Song Jinxiu opened it and took a look.

"Now there are fields, each 56 steps wide. I ask how many acres they are. The answer is: 13 mu x 16 steps."

This is the problem that the doctor of mathematics led his students to brag about just now.

The unit of length here is the step. One mu of land is 240 square steps.

A very simple length-to-width area conversion problem.

At this moment, Song Jinxiu could still hear the sound of an abacus in the classroom. Did it take so long to solve a problem?

After roughly flipping through the math book and looking at two classrooms, Song Jinxiu had an idea in mind.

The school was over at noon, and the teaching doctors, teaching assistants, etc. came back one after another.

Song Jinxiu returned to the Doctoral Hall.

"Master, I need a big blackboard. I'm short, and I also need to build a podium."

Song Jinxiu put forward her request, which immediately caused a wave of rolling eyes and whispers.

After witnessing Song Jinxiu's arrogance in the morning, they were relatively quiet at this moment. However, the doctoral student, the teaching assistant, and others who had just been in class and were meeting her for the first time were very dissatisfied.

Who is this?

What? She finally got a PhD? Are you kidding me?

What does a child this young know? Isn't this misleading?

Their granddaughters are older than her, so why let her be on equal footing with them?

No, it can't even be level, he is obviously a head taller.

"Little Doctor Song, right?

Becoming a doctor of mathematics requires more than just knowing the Nine Causes of the Great Dao. How many of these mathematical anthologies, such as "The Art of War," "The Five Caos," "Ji Gu," and "Haidao," have you read?"

Song Jinxiu: Do you believe me when I say I've seen all of this? Isn't China's five thousand years of mathematical heritage derived from these basic mathematical principles?

"Miss Song, I say, teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, imparting knowledge and resolving doubts. All of this requires a foundation in mathematics.

You don't understand anything, why don't you just write out the Dao Jiu Yin Jue and give it to us, and we'll teach you?"

Written for you?

Song Jinxiu looked at the person who was speaking with a half-smile. "Do you think the only thing I know is the multiplication table?"

What's the multiplication table? It's just drizzling, okay?

"That's right. I'm over fifty years old and have been studying mathematics for forty years. This is the first time in my life that I've seen a girl become a doctor of mathematics."

Song Jinxiu glanced at him. "Oh, you've been studying for forty years, and you only spend half a day solving a square mu problem? Then haven't you lived these forty years in vain?"

"This is the Imperial College, not your boudoir. Moving the foundation requires permission from the Ministry of Revenue. There's no one here to play house with you, podium or blackboard."

Zhang Feng looked at Song Jinxiu's half-smile and felt uneasy again.

These people are great scholars in the Imperial College. If Dr. Song opens her mouth and makes them angry, she will just walk away, and then she, the teaching assistant, will be in trouble.

Without waiting for Song Jinxiu to speak, he quickly said, "No need to ask the Ministry of Revenue, I will take care of these. Dr. Song, do you have any other instructions?"

Song Jinxiu glanced at him. What was this person afraid of?

She looked at the Imperial College's chief priest and said, "Sir, I will be giving lectures in the largest classroom in the Imperial College. This is the classroom I drew. Please have it arranged accordingly.

In addition, I teach new content, so everyone can attend, regardless of grade or age."

In the past, she was still hesitant about how to teach this math class, and was thinking about following the math textbook from her previous life.

Now she decided that she still had to combine the content of the textbooks here, combining the past and the present, so she had to prepare the lessons again.

"Master Jijiu, I'm sorry to bother you with this matter."

With that she stood up and left.

Zhang Feng quickly asked, "Doctor Song, are you going to the cafeteria? Zhang Feng, please take you out to eat?"

According to custom, Song Jinxiu would treat her colleagues to a meal on her first day at work so that she could integrate into the ranks of teachers at the Imperial College more quickly.

But looking at the child's expression now, he has no such intention.

You are still young!

Zhang Feng thought that since he was the young doctor's teaching assistant, he might as well do something for her.

How could Song Jinxiu know all this? No matter where she went before, she was always treated by others, okay?

She shook her head and said, "I suddenly remembered something I need to discuss with His Majesty. I'll go to the palace first and then I won't eat."

Watching Song Jinxiu walk away with big strides.

Everyone looked at each other in silence.

"Hahaha"

Suddenly, a doctor slammed a book on the table and said sarcastically, "I'm so impressed. Who the hell is this girl? She even said, 'I have something to discuss with Your Majesty. I need to go to the palace. I won't eat.' Who does she think she is?"

"Master Jijiu, it is a disgrace to let such a person be a doctor."

"Your Majesty, isn't it just the Dao Jiu Yin Jue? Why not just let the little girl give it to you?

If you want to reward her, just give her an insignificant position. Why give her a Doctor of Mathematics title? Or a Doctor of Philosophy?

Someone else said, "I think we should jointly write a memorial to the Emperor, asking him to remove her from the position of Chief Doctor of Mathematics. As for the Nine Causes of the Great Dao, at most she can be given an assistant professor position."

Chief Doctor, she is unworthy of the position!"