I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

After Mo Jiang finished speaking, he stepped forward, picked up the lime pencil wrapped in bamboo joints, and wrote a big word "Qin" on the blackboard.

Later, he took out a brush from the desk and said as he wiped it, "After you finish your notes, you can use the brush to wipe it clean before writing another article. After a long time, if the blackboard is no longer as black as ink, you can just brush it again."

"Excellent! Very good!" Li Si no longer cared about his dignity as prime minister and personally tried to write the classics on the blackboard.

He looked at the large quotes from the Legalists on the wall of the classroom, and felt so proud that he wished he could fill the classroom right away and give lectures for three days.

"Mount Tai refuses to accept any soil, and so it grows to its greatness; rivers and seas do not reject any small streams, and so they become deep; kings do not reject the common people, and so they can demonstrate their virtue."

"Whether a man is virtuous or not is like a rat; it all depends on where he lives."

"Where there is a large territory, there is plenty of grain; where there is a great state, there are many people; where there is a strong army, there are brave soldiers!"

The Legalists have begun to recite aloud the famous quotes on the wall.

The Confucian scholars at the back of the crowd, however, still held on to their last bit of stubbornness, arguing stubbornly, "These Legalist words should just be copied during lectures. In the classroom, they should write about the principles of enlightenment."

After visiting the Legalist Academy, the group continued walking inside and saw an exceptionally spacious lecture hall.

This place is different from the study room. The podium is in the middle, surrounded by stepped tables and chairs. It can accommodate hundreds of students at a time and is actually a place specifically used for Dharma debates.

"Great! Hahaha! We, the Fa family, should be excited!"

"Later, we will hold a grand debate for ten days! Celebrate with all the disciples!"

Su Jinyue had a sense of confusion as if time and space were disorganized. She had to admire the wisdom of these ancestors. They not only put forward ideas but also dared to realize them. The sophistication of this classroom was almost catching up with that of aristocratic schools. It was amazing!

"Ah~ Let's bring back the Legalists. Our Confucian lecture hall is definitely more magnificent than theirs. It will piss off these Legalist brats to death."

Su Jinyue heard the whispers in the crowd and turned to see a skinny old man with white hair.

The old man noticed Su Jinyue's gaze and did not avoid it. Instead, he showed a humorous expression, which was quite interesting.

"Is there such an interesting person in Confucianism?" Su Jinyue thought to herself, and then asked her elder brother Fusu about it.

The second and third floors had the same layout as the first floor. Without stopping, everyone walked out quickly and headed towards the Mohist "Shangxian Building".

Just by hearing the name, you can tell that as the chief designers of the Great Qin Academy, the Mohists are extremely dedicated to their own school.

The small bridges and flowing water meander through the Mohist Lecture Hall area. Every few steps on the water, there are one or two small bridges of different workmanship.

"This is the bridge-making method passed down by my Mo family. These bridges were built by my incompetent disciples." Mo Jiang proudly introduced his family's heritage to everyone.

As we walked further in, we saw objects we had never seen before, which really opened our eyes.

Several Mohist disciples who had already moved into the student dormitory were already standing at the door waiting for everyone.

Unlike the Legalists, the "Shangxian Building" did not have stepped lecture halls, but instead had fourteen study rooms on each floor. Each room had eight large desks on which were placed various utensils for students to use at any time.

There is also a row of small flats outside the Shangxian Building for disciples to use.

In between, there were a few tall wooden buildings supported by wooden frames, which rustled slightly in the breeze.

Su Jinyue even saw a small pier they had built by the river, with a waterwheel on it and several strangely shaped boats docked on the side.

She silently gave the giant Mo Jiang a thumbs-up, "Excellent! Professionals are different!"

Su Jinyue subconsciously glanced at the Confucian old man. He did not curse anymore, but ran to the waterwheel and carefully examined the rotating axle. When he was excited, he stretched out his hands and tried to catch some of the water pouring out of the bucket.

Everyone was already a little tired after the tour, so the Imperial Official stepped forward and asked, "Your Majesty, shall we move to the dining hall?"

Ying Zheng nodded slightly, and the group began to walk towards the dining hall.

The dining hall is different from the student cafeteria. It only has one floor and is dedicated to providing food for doctoral students who teach, and the dishes are more diverse.

Everyone sat down one by one and looked at the wooden plates in front of them with curiosity.

It’s not that they are curious about sharing food. People at that time were still using the separate dining system and were very adapted to it.

They were curious about the design of the wooden tray. The neatly arranged grooves separated the dishes very well. It was simple and light. Those with quick minds had already started thinking about the use of the wooden tray.

The original plan was for diners to line up to receive food, but at this moment, the Imperial Household Official had already instructed the chefs to go around to each table one by one and distribute food to the ministers.

The fresh and delicious dishes are obviously the handicrafts taught by the chefs in the kitchen. They are fried, steamed and stir-fried. Although the ingredients are not complete, they are unique delicacies at this time.

Ying Zheng opened a table for himself. He looked at the large table of food in front of him, then looked at the people around him who were excitedly chatting in low voices. He was unusually unable to taste the food.

He stretched out his right hand and hooked his finger towards Su Jinyue on the right.

Su Jinyue responded to the call from her great dad, and ran to the opposite side of Ying Zheng with her bowl and chopsticks.

"Father, how did you know I wanted to eat the spareribs on your table?"

Okay, Ying Zheng calmed down and started eating, this was just right.

"Father, this stir-fried meat is delicious. I'll pick some for you."

"Father, what do you think of the places we visited this morning? I was quite impressed. I didn't expect the Mo family to be so talented. They came up with all the ideas I proposed."

Ying Zheng was in a particularly good mood as he chewed the spicy fried meat in his mouth. He secretly decided to reward San'er with some gold cakes when he returned to make up for the gold cakes he confiscated from her last month.

If Su Jinyue knew what Ying Zheng was thinking, she would probably be overjoyed!

What is this? Oh my goodness, has Dad learned to attack on his own?

In the northeast corner of the dining hall, several people from the official and commercial departments sat around a table, talking in low voices about what they had seen today.

Feng Hanwen swallowed the shredded meat in his mouth and said softly, "I think these plates, chalk markers, and blackboards can be spread to various places. When local officials take office, they can be responsible for implementing them in their respective places."

"Yes, and the speaker is also very practical."

Zhao Yu was one of the younger people in the group. He looked around and nudged Su Yu to his right. "Su Youjian, look at the Third Princess. She's been summoned by His Majesty to eat at the main table. She's truly favored. But the Third Princess is truly talented. I admire her immensely."

"Thank you for your praise, Brother Zhao. You are overpraising me."

Second Uncle Su thanked his good nephew repeatedly, but secretly glanced at Su Jinyue who was sitting at the top of the table several times, and felt even more pleased with himself.

In the entire hall, only the niece received the favor of His Majesty and was allowed to eat with the emperor. This great favor made his uncle proud.