This made Li Shimin anxious, and he wanted to trade one for one with me.

Cheng Chumo immediately took off his clothes and handed them to him.

After putting it on, Cheng Chuliang also put on the woolen pants, jumped around a few times, and felt good about it. He turned to look at Cheng Jun and asked:

"Third brother, you've finished using these clothes, can I have them?"

Cheng Chumo reminded him, "Second brother, I haven't asked for it yet!"

Cheng Chuliang turned his head and said, "You are the elder brother, you have to give way to me."

Cheng Chumo said irritably, "Kong Rong even shared pears!"

Cheng Chuliang solemnly replied, "I am not Kong Rong, so you must give way to me."

Cheng Yaojin, standing nearby, angrily retorted, "Do you two think I'm dead?"

"Once this outfit is used up by Chuxia, it's mine!"

Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang glanced at Cheng Yaojin, then fell silent, having almost forgotten about him.

Considering Cheng Yaojin's status in the family, anything he sets his sights on is something the two of them can never have.

Thinking of this, the two of them looked at Cheng Jun at the same time.

Without hesitation, Cheng Jun said, "I'll get you two more in a few days."

The two were immediately satisfied upon hearing this.

Cheng Chuliang took off his clothes and passed them to everyone for a closer look.

After everyone had enjoyed themselves and left, leaving behind their sweaters and trousers, Cheng Jun sat down at the table in the room, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote down the specific steps of knitting the sweater.

On the fifth day, just as dawn was breaking, Cheng Jun got up to wash and get ready.

Today is the day he will be giving a lecture at the Imperial College.

After washing up, Cheng Jun put on a blue robe with cloud patterns, went to the main room, and ate the meal prepared by Cheng Zhong.

Just after finishing his meal, Cheng Zhong told him that Kong Yingda had arrived.

Cheng Jun was somewhat surprised to hear this. He had thought that a doctor from the Imperial Academy had come to invite him over, but he did not expect that it was Kong Yingda who came in person.

He immediately got up to greet him, and when he saw Kong Yingda standing at the door in a purple robe, smiling at him, he cupped his hands and said:

"Chancellor Kong, you can just send someone, why come in person?"

Kong Yingda smiled but did not answer his question. Instead, she said, "I heard that you've been staying home these past few days, preparing lessons day and night without leaving your house. Is that true?"

Cheng Jun waved his hand and said, "It's not that exaggerated."

Kong Yingda continued, "Then it must be true. I invited you to give lectures at the Imperial Academy. Since you have such a sincere intention, it is worth it for me to come and invite you personally."

Cheng Jun said, "Shall we set off now?"

Kong Yingda asked, "Is it convenient to go now?"

Cheng Jun smiled and said, "It's convenient. Wait for me to prepare my things."

Kong Yingda nodded slightly, signaling him to go and prepare.

Cheng Jun returned to his residence, packed his sweater, woolen trousers, and a stack of papers together with a piece of red cloth, and then boarded Kong Yingda's carriage to head to the Imperial Academy.

The Imperial College was located in Wubenfang, Chang'an City.

When the carriage slowly came to a stop, Cheng Jun lifted the curtain and glanced at the gate of the Imperial College, feeling a sense of returning home after many years.

But thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem like that much time has passed.

Is it because I'm too busy that time seems to pass too slowly...? Cheng Jun wondered to himself.

He helped Kong Yingda down from the carriage, and the two then walked together into the Imperial College.

As Cheng Jun walked, he asked, "Chancellor Kong, where am I going to give a lecture today?"

Kong Yingda smiled and said, "The Hall of Justice, the place where you first came to the Imperial College."

The Imperial College was divided into six halls: Righteousness, Aspiration, Cultivation of the Way, Broad Learning, Following One's Nature, and Sincerity.

Cheng Jun's first time at the Imperial College was to study in the Zhengyi Hall.

However, he left the Imperial College in less than a day because of "academic exchange" with the Hongwen Academy.

The two entered the Hall of Justice, where there were only cushions and no tables.

The cushions were arranged neatly, one next to the other.

Because they arrived early, there was no one else in the hall at this moment.

After Cheng Jun and Kong Yingda sat down, they remarked with emotion, "Coming here again feels like coming home."

Kong Yingda said, "From now on, just treat this place as your home. You can come anytime."

"To be honest, I would love for you to come more often."

With a smile, Kong Yingda said, "After all, it's rare to see someone like you who spends so much time and energy preparing lessons."

Cheng Jun said solemnly, "A teacher is one who imparts knowledge, teaches skills, and resolves doubts."

“If you don’t put your heart and soul into it and just do a perfunctory job, you’ll be unworthy of the title ‘teacher’.”

Kong Yingda's smile deepened upon hearing this. Seeing his attitude, it was clear that inviting him was the right decision.

"Let's sit for a while, the students will be here soon."

After speaking, Kong Yingda looked at the empty Justice Hall and sighed:

“Look at those students, and then look at you. I feel ashamed for them. How can you make the teacher wait for the students? It’s really rude.”

Cheng Jun said, "There's still some time before the lecture. I just arrived early. It has nothing to do with them. Don't take it to heart, Grand Master Kong."

Then, he changed the subject, saying, "By the way, how many students from the Imperial Academy came to listen to the lecture this time?"

Kong Yingda pointed to the cushions in the hall and said, "There are probably enough people to fill this place."

There must be about a hundred people... Cheng Jun thought to himself.

Kong Yingda said in a deep voice, "Although you pleaded for them, I can't let this go. No matter what, I have to talk to those students later!"

Just as he finished speaking, a tall, dark-skinned man, about two meters tall, walked in.

Cheng Jun looked over and then froze.

Isn't that Yuchi Jingde? What's he doing here? Is he taking his son to school?

Cheng Jun looked behind Yuchi Jingde but did not see Yuchi Baolin.

Kong Yingda also noticed Yuchi Jingde at this moment, and was also taken aback. He stood up with Cheng Jun and asked in confusion, "Duke of Wu, what brings you here?"

Yuchi Jingde asked, "Is Cheng Jun giving a lecture here?"

Kong Yingda nodded and said, "Yes."

Yuchi Jingde grinned and said, "That's right, I'll come to listen to the lesson."

Kong Yingda widened her eyes and said, "You're here to listen to the lecture? Who told you to come? Isn't it your son who's here?"

Yuchi Jingde explained, "My son is sick, so I came in his place."

Kong Yingda said with a stern face, "Cheng Jun is giving a lecture to the students of the Imperial Academy. Your son is a student, but you are not. What are you here to listen to?"

Yuchi Jingde raised an eyebrow and said, "What's wrong? Don't I have the right to listen?"

Kong Yingda replied decisively, "No! Because you are not a student of the Imperial Academy!"

Yuchi Jingde asked, "Is it too late for me to become a student of the Imperial Academy now?"

Kong Yingda said irritably, "Do you think that's possible?"

Yuchi Jingde said earnestly, "As long as you, the chief priest, agree, nothing is impossible!"

Kong Yingda refused, saying, "I will not agree!"

Yuchi Jingde said somewhat angrily, "Old fool, don't push your luck. I already said that I came here on behalf of my son to attend the class. After I finish listening, I'll go back and tell him about it, won't that be enough?"

"Look, I've brought all the writing materials!"

As he spoke, he turned around and waved his hand. Immediately, a burly deputy general walked in from outside the door and handed the writing implements to Yuchi Jingde.

Kong Yingda frowned and said, "That won't do either!"

Yuchi Jingde was a little angry. Why couldn't the old man listen to reason? He turned to Cheng Jun and said, "Nephew Chuxia, please talk to him for me."

Cheng Jun pondered for a moment and asked, "Uncle Yuchi, what illness does my brother Baolin have?"

Yuchi Jingde thought for a moment and said, "An illness that prevents one from getting out of bed."

Cheng Jun asked, "Did you make the call?"

Yuchi Jingde chuckled, "Look at what you're saying..."

Just then, he saw Cheng Jun wink at him, immediately understood, gave him a thumbs up, and praised him:

"That's spot on!"