I have already established my power and prestige, so how did Li Shimin come back to life?

In Xianyang City, Li Zhi stayed in Xianyang during this period and never set out on the journey back to Chang'an.

But Li Chengqian also had requirements for him.

Every morning he would dress up and go to Xianyang National University.

On the campus of Xianyang National College, the buildings are solemn and majestic, the courtyards are shaded by green trees, and the sounds of students studying can be heard one after another.

Li Zhi and other royal relatives, no matter how noble their status, had to follow the strict local rules in Xianyang and enter this school to receive education as long as they reached school age.

Moreover, all those who enter the academy have equal status and position.

In college, they studied military strategy, governance, science and many other subjects, and their days were fulfilling and busy.

After completing years of study and graduating, you can write your own resume, listing in detail what you have learned, thought and your own ambitions, and submit it to the Xianyang Factory History Office.

Wen Ruchu will take these resumes, which carry hope for the future, and submit them to the cabinet ministers for careful review so that they can arrange suitable official positions and affairs for these students and start their journey of serving the Tang Dynasty.

In comparison, although Li Tai did not have to go to the academy to attend classes every day like Li Zhi, his task was much more difficult than Li Zhi's.

He had the task of writing books, which required him to sort out and record the mountains and rivers, geography, humanities, history, rules and regulations of the Tang Dynasty.

Because I am so busy, I often spend nights in the college dormitory.

Sometimes I am so tired that I sleep with my clothes on.

Sometimes I would rub my sore eyes and lament the hardship of writing a book, but I really love this cultural heritage in my heart.

When compiling the Comprehensive Geography, although Li Shimin had great ambitions, he was extremely frugal with funds because the national treasury was not yet well-off. Every penny had to be carefully calculated and gathered with great difficulty to support the compilation of the gazetteer.

But now, times have changed. Under the careful governance of the emperor's brother, the Tang Dynasty is becoming increasingly prosperous, and the treasury is full.

The emperor attaches great importance to cultural education and academic matters. He is very generous when allocating funds, often starting with five million yuan. His strong financial resources provide solid backing for many cultural undertakings.

Li Chengqian once said: "The Tang Dynasty can be poor, but it cannot be poor in education!"

This sentence is a wake-up call.

When Li Tai heard this, he could hardly contain his excitement.

This sentence deeply touched the grand ideal that often flickered but was elusive in his heart, and made him have a deeper sense of identity with the important task of writing books that he shouldered.

All I can say is, it’s painful and happy!

At the tall and wide gate of the Xianyang Meritorious Officials Sanatorium, a brand new notice was posted firmly, on which were prominently written the relevant matters regarding next year's battlefield tour group.

The appearance of this notice instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Most of the heroes of the sanatorium would stop when passing by, look at the notice and take a look at it.

Yuchi Jingde and Cheng Yaojin returned from the bathhouse arm in arm.

You still have to go to the bathhouse to rub your back in winter!

Their faces still showed the satisfaction after bathing, and they talked and laughed along the way with brisk steps.

But when they stepped into the gate of the sanatorium, they saw Wei Zheng's thin figure standing alone in front of the notice.

Wei Zheng's eyes were fixed on the notice, his expression full of contemplation as he carefully read every word on the notice over and over again.

Cheng Yaojin was a carefree person, and he couldn't help but become curious when he saw this scene.

He shook off his arm, which was linked with Yuchi Jingde's, and strode over to Wei Zheng's side. He pointed at the notice with a thick finger and asked in a gruff voice, "Old Wei, you are a civil servant who deals with pens, ink, paper, and inkstone all day long. What are you doing staring at this thing?"