I open a history tutorial class in Daming

Chapter 2 Four Students
In the spacious and bright office, Song Shen, wearing a scholar's long gown, cleared his throat and spoke into the microphone.

But he did not go to the lecture hall next door immediately. Instead, he opened his system panel first.

[Host: Song Shen, courtesy name Ziwei]

[Age: 25 years old]

[Education level: primary (teaching and educating people cannot be nonsense, please follow the textbook)]

[Skill: None]

[Buff: In the simulated class, you as a teacher have absolute authority, and your rules are the rules! ]

[Number of students: 4 (Please explore the upgrade requirements on your own)]

There is still a lot of blank space under the panel, but it is all mosaic-like gray. It seems that there are still many things that need to be unlocked step by step.

Song Shen breathed a sigh of relief.

It had been almost ten days since he traveled to the tenth year of Hongwu.

Just after crossing over, Song Shen found himself walking. Because his body was not used to the situation, he slipped and fell on his back before he could even see his surroundings clearly. He almost thought he would be the first timer to die as soon as he hit the ground.

Fortunately, he did not die from the fall, but unfortunately, he probably suffered a brain congestion, which caused him to be completely blind for the past ten days.

Before the emergence of the [Imperial Teacher System], Song Shen's mind was full of thoughts on how to persuade his adoptive grandfather Song Lian to leave Yingtian Prefecture and leave the center of this vortex of power.

Because, in less than three years, the famous Hu Weiyong case will break out, and not only will he be innocently implicated and beheaded, but the entire Song family will also be implicated and exiled. Now that he happened to be blind, although it was not a good thing, he had a suitable excuse to leave in a logical way.

Unexpectedly, the system appeared and the plan went down the drain...

Song Shen sighed.

If the system hadn't given him too much, he wouldn't have wanted to wade into this muddy water. Which serious time traveler would be willing to work under Zhu Yuanzhang? That would be like working with your head tied to your belt!
"System, let me confirm with you again. As long as I can teach the students in this simulation class to get good grades, you will help me heal my eyes and let me become the prince's tutor. Then my mission is to change Zhu Biao's untimely death. If I complete it, I will gain the power to travel through time. Is that right?"

[Answer the host, there is no problem with your understanding. 】

Song Shen gritted his teeth.

It's done!

Although he had no educational experience and did not inherit the knowledge of the original Song Shen, his experience as a keyboard warrior for more than ten years gave him a little confidence.

Fortunately, it was not something else, but history...

With textbooks, and by expanding on the unofficial historical knowledge and making some casual comments, it shouldn't be a problem...right?

In the system space, Song Shen's vision is normal.

He walked to the dressing mirror, straightened his clothes, made sure that there was nothing wrong with his appearance, and then opened the only door in the office.

This door leads directly to the lecture hall next door, and outside is the podium.

Song Shen walked through the door and took a few steps to the podium.

He glanced at the empty lecture hall, coughed lightly, and said:
"Hello, students. I believe you are all confused and don't know what is going on."

"To put it simply, you can think of me as a teacher. My duty is to teach and educate people, and the main course I teach now is history."

"If you have any questions from now on, please hold them in for now. Everyone introduce yourselves, and then I will answer your questions one by one."

When Song Shen got this virtual class, he already knew that all the students here were famous emperors and generals in history, and the students' consciousness and image were no different from their real historical counterparts. The system said that their appearances in different periods were directly extracted and completely replicated.

In other words, these students of his are exactly the same as the real ancients. Of course, it is impossible for them to understand what is happening now.

Fortunately, this is a system space. The communication barriers caused by the continuous evolution of the language and writing system over thousands of years can be automatically converted by the system, so there are no communication problems.

The biggest problem now is that Song Shen doesn't know the students in front of him at all. He needs to know their identities before he can proceed to the next step. Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao stood together, the former scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

In addition to the man who called himself Song Shen, two strange men appeared next to him. One was tall and strong, with an imposing manner, while the other looked elegant and refined, with an immortal air. It seemed that they were not ordinary people.

Zhu Yuanzhang became increasingly nervous.

Although he had a quick temper, he was able to rise from a beggar to an emperor, so such a sudden change would not make him lose his composure.

So he's waiting.

Wait for others to speak first!
"So you are the Immortal Master. My name is Zhang Liang, courtesy name Zifang. Nice to meet you, Immortal Master."

The middle-aged man with a sage-like appearance spoke first, bowed to Song Shen, and his smile was full of respect.

Zhang Liang, Zhang Zifang?!
Whether it was Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Biao, or the teacher Song Shen himself, they were all shocked.

It's common to have the same name, but if you also have the same characters, it's hard to say it's a coincidence.

Especially since this is not an ordinary place, everyone present is not an ordinary person.

Song Shen was surprised and said:
"Could it be that you are Zhang Liang, the Marquis of Liu, one of the Three Great Heroes of the Early Han Dynasty?"

"Wow, I didn't expect you to be so handsome in person!"

Zhang Liang blinked, feeling quite puzzled, but he still bowed respectfully:

"Thank you for your praise, Master. When Liang met Master Huang Shi, he not only taught me the art of war, but also left me a prophecy, saying that Liang would have a great adventure in the future."

"I originally thought that this adventure was about following His Majesty to establish the Central Plains, but today when I heard the immortal voice calling me, I realized that the opportunity was here."

"The Immortal Master's methods are indeed extraordinary!"

Song Shen was stunned for a moment.

Although he didn't know what impression the system gave to these students, this method of suddenly replicating things in space did look like a magic technique in the eyes of the ancients.

I heard that Zhang Liang finally traveled around the world with Chisongzi, and he also yearned to practice Taoism, so it is not surprising to have such speculation.

In this case, I must not act too recklessly in the future, so as not to undermine the dignity of being an "immortal master".

Song Shen coughed lightly, restrained his ignorant look, nodded mysteriously, and turned to look at the other three people.

"What are your identities?"

Zhu Biao subconsciously wanted to reply, but his father secretly pinched his arm hard, and he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Zhu Yuanzhang glared at his son.

Why are you in such a hurry? Can't you wait until the end?
Before the father and son could finish their argument, another tall stranger spoke.

"I am the First Emperor."

The man was very tall, giving people a strong sense of oppression. He was dressed in dark clothes and a tall crown, and his voice was deep and rich.

He glanced around, ignoring the strange-looking Song Shen, nor looking at the pair next to him who were obviously father and son, and stared at Zhang Liang without blinking.

The First Emperor Ying Zheng said with a half-smile:

"Before I was called the First Emperor, all the princes were kings, and my subjects called them Your Majesty or Great King."

"Zhang Liang, I have never heard of a person like you in history books... Which Majesty are you talking about?"

(End of this chapter)