Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 110 Entering the Imperial College for the first time

Kong Yingda patiently explained slowly.

The word censorship, at this time, roughly means acting as an agent and concurrently. Kong Yingda gave this censorship doctor, which does not occupy the fixed quota of two doctorates in mathematics.

"However, the corresponding salaries and jobs can be superimposed. Only the servants are given the number according to the higher party and cannot be accumulated."

Kong Yingda's apology is because PhDs are also divided into three, six, and nine grades, from the fifth rank to the lower rank, but the Ph.D. in calligraphy and mathematics is the lowest, from the ninth rank, and the salary is relatively low.

But this is the highest salary he can give, who let the imperial court set a doctorate in arithmetic with this rank?

"Birth is not a problem. What I want you to teach is just abacus. In this regard, you can be the first in the world."

Fan Zheng pondered slightly.

It's not that I cherish myself, the abacus has gradually replaced the abacus in daily calculations, and promotion is inevitable.

Fan Zheng took a sip of the tea soup: "Jijiu is so loving, it's hard for an official to refuse. There are three problems. One is the abacus. The abacus I want to use is far smaller than the ones on the market. At present, only my Fan's woodware workshop in Aye can do it." Made, five hundred coins a tool, will it be criticized if bought from here?"

"Secondly, I don't have the patience to fight against the students. If there are troublemakers, I can just drive them away and never accept them."

"Thirdly, my job is in the Procuratorate. If I go to the Guozijian, what should I do at the Procuratorate's end? Should it be worth it or not? If I don't show up for no reason, if I don't show up at the right time, I will be punished twenty times."

Kong Yingda smiled gently: "There are only [-] students under the system, and [-] pennies is not a big deal. I can still afford the sacrifice. As for the students, the supervisory censor doesn't know anything, they are all civil and military officials." The heirs of officials below the eighth rank, as well as the children of the common people, they will not have the guts to stab them."

Uh……

Fan Zheng was surprised, it turned out that they were all supervising students with no background!

Fan Zheng didn't know that even the Guozixue, Taixue, and Simenxue, which are basically the same, the rank of the doctor and the family background of the students are all graded. door science.

There are hundreds of students in the first three schools, and dozens of students in the last three schools.

Fortunately, the overall number is not large, otherwise, there will be a strange scene of ten sheep and nine shepherds.

As for on-duty and Dianmao, Yushitai needs to come forward.

Li Qianyou directly dragged Fan Zheng's appointment and duty from the procuratorate to Yushi Taizhong, which also made it easier for Fan Zheng to do things back and forth, so as not to be made things difficult by Kan Thang and others in the procuratorate.

Liu Fan came back from Shanzhou, but he couldn't change the confrontation between Kan Thang and Fan Zheng.

The matter of the Ministry of Civil Affairs has already been settled during the festival, and it is no longer as simple as an attempted attempt to lure Fan Zheng to Baowen Mountain in Guazhou to guard him.

Sooner or later, either Kanto's little shoe pinched Fan Zheng's foot, or Fan Zheng's little shoe was going to cut off Kanto's foot.

Judging from Fan Zheng's cautiousness, Kan Teng might not be able to catch him.

Liu Fan could only smile wryly.

Why bother?
Why bother?
Kan Toma, you have also been a supervisory censor for many years, so you have no eyesight, and you can't see Fan Zheng's shining future?
Even if it is worse than Ma Zhou, the future is beyond the reach of officials of the eighth rank!

Bad background, hey, what kind of background is Ma Zhou?What is the official position now?
The picture was gratifying for a while, but it left a big hidden danger for myself.

There are big people who laugh at the festival after turning around, but why is this plot recorded in the history books?
Because it is difficult for ordinary people to be so open-minded!
"This is Yang Tongdun, a student of the Imperial Academy of Mathematical Sciences, whose surname is Yang Tong. From now on, he will lead you in at the gate of the Imperial Academy in Wubenfang. You can tell him directly if you have anything to do."

Kong Yingda called for Yang Tongdun, who was wearing a crimson coat.

Dianxue is a foreign official of the Six Schools of the Imperial College, and is in charge of copying the lessons.

Although this surname is uncommon, it is an ancient surname of the Han family with pure blood. Several origins are descendants of the Han family.

Later, most of the sheep tongue family were shortened to the surnames Yang and Yang.

……

Wubenfang is very large, and the mighty teaching place of Guozijian with thousands of people only occupies half of the square, and next to it is the residence of Shangshu Zuopushe, Kaifu Yitong Sansi, Liang Guogong Fang Xuanling—— It is also the later view of Guangtian.

Fan Zheng walked to the gate of the Imperial College, and Yang Tongdun, who had been waiting here for a long time, led Fan Zheng past one after another.

"This is Guozixue, with three hundred students in charge; over there is Taixue, with five hundred students in charge..."

Yang Tongdun explained slowly, anyway, the mathematics is at the corner, and there is still a long way to go.

The districts were divided, but not separated by walls. The supervisors and doctors of various schools looked at Fan Zheng wearing the Xiezhi crown curiously, and wondered whether it was an official invited by the Law School to help out, but they were shocked to see Fan Zheng abducted into the area. Calculus.

31 abacuses are arranged on their respective tables, one of which, together with the table and chairs, belongs to Fan Zheng.

"Don't talk nonsense, I am the official censor, and I am the eighth-rank supervisor of the censor, Fan Zheng, who is a doctor of mathematics and is responsible for teaching you abacus. From now on, all your previous styles of play will be discarded. If you don’t want to learn, you can never come here.”

If you dismount, you will be evil.

Once the official position and rank were changed, those students who wanted to show their background and show off their arrogance would be considered as a student.

The doctor is not a few years older than himself, but his official position is not inferior to his own Aye, so he can't be provoked.

However, they still don't quite understand what the word "supervising censor" means.

An older prison student got up: "Since the doctor came to teach abacus, I think he has real skills. Could you open our eyes?"

I knew that this group of raw melon eggs would not bow their heads easily.

Fan Zheng sat down, Qingzi quickly, Jiabaizi, lion rolling hydrangea, phoenix spreading its wings, and phoenix spreading its wings in turn, dazzling the students.

Deny it deliberately, the level of the skill of abacus is obvious at a glance.

"Actually, Dr. Ben wouldn't even bother to teach you if it wasn't for offering wine to the door. It's not discrimination. It's best to practice skills from a young age. You are close to adulthood, and you are about to freeze, and you won't be able to reach the peak after learning it."

Fan Zheng said that he had learned percussion in his previous life, and he liked to beat the unruly supervisors.

Tsk tsk, back then I dreamed of sneaking in and becoming a supervising student, but now I have transformed into a doctor of mathematics.

The circumstances of life are so unpredictable.

"Sit upright, hold the abacus with your left hand, and dial the beads with the thumb of your right hand..."

"Recite the formula: one up one, two up two... three down five go two..."

"Up is the lower pearl against the beam, lower is the upper pearl against the beam, and down is the lower pearl against the side..."

For half a day, they were practicing fingering, and the fingers of the supervisors were about to cramp.

Crying to death, I never thought that dialing the beads can be done so quickly. Didn't the accountant outside take a sip of the soup cake and move his finger?

Fan Zheng looked at it for a long time, then shook his head and sighed: "Unexpectedly, your hands and feet are slower than the old woman. Tsk tsk, the worst student of this doctor is much faster than you."

Fan Zheng added in his mind: "It's just not accurate."

(End of this chapter)