Son, the empress doesn't like to eat soft rice

The pattern should be large.

Ni Taibai suddenly felt that the young master's idea was simply brilliant.

The college's classes are divided into special advanced classes and general ordinary classes. On the one hand, it can differentiate teaching, and on the other hand, it can separate the children of rich families and the children of ordinary people, so as to avoid unnecessary conflicts.

The most important thing is that the optical fee is a huge profit.

School starts, what is the most important thing!
Opening Ceremony.

But Chen Xian'an didn't want to give a speech like that, so the opening ceremony was skipped.

According to his idea at the beginning, the academy was divided into two parts when it was sketched out, and a difference was made in the building.

The red building is suitable for advanced classes, that is, rich children, and the blue building opposite is a general building for ordinary classes.

In order to mobilize the enthusiasm of the students, he also stipulated that a literary arena should be set up on Mondays every week. Students from both sides will fight in front of Longchi, and the winning side will be rewarded.

As for what reward?
Anyway, there are rewards.

Originally, there was a contradiction between the people at the bottom and those at the top. Chen Xian'an just grasped this contradiction and guided it in the direction he needed.

The teachers couldn't accept Chen Xian'an's many moves at first, but after discussion and discussion, they were all persuaded by Chen Xian'an.

Just kidding, although I have no teaching qualifications, I am at least a B-level Chinese person.

For the convenience of management, Chen Xian'an separated Ni Taibai and Han Li.

Ni Taibai, as the teaching director, is directly responsible for the management of students.

Han Li is the director of the teaching center, directly responsible for the teaching work of the students.

The two old guys, when they met, they were indeed literati who cherished each other. As for how to cherish each other, anyway, he persuaded them to fight.

"Son, this old man doesn't understand your grand blueprint at all, the content of the professor is too old-fashioned 1"

Ni Taibai was so angry, "And he still called me a stinky goat, what is it like?!"

Chen Xian'an glanced at Ni Taibai's face and pouted.

"Son, what are you laughing at?"

"It's okay, I thought of something happy, and I didn't get tensed all of a sudden."

It may be that Ni Taibai quickly entered the role because he spent a long time with Chen Xian'an.

Q: What should a Dean of Students look like?

Answer: Holding a volume of Confucian scriptures, hands behind their backs, slightly hunched, shuttled between the corridors.In the tiny cracks in the door, in the corners of the windows, behind the foggy glass, there may be a pair of small eyes shining brightly.

Sometimes students are stumped in their studies, and when they look out of the window, a pair of small eyes stare at him.

"Study hard and study hard."

Chen Xian'an was very satisfied. On the second day of school, he was no longer in the academy.

Royal Palace.

Although the febrile disease was completely under control and the incident came to an end for the time being, the incident concerning the people from the Dayan Dynasty entering the country was not over yet.

Chen Xian'an always felt that there were many things hidden behind it.

"My wife, do you want to eat peaches?"

"If you talk like that again, I'll throw you out."

"Hmm~~It's so cool~"

"..."

Su Jin'er was already used to Chen Xian'an's life, and sometimes when he was reviewing the memorial, he would subconsciously look to the side, and only sighed in vain when he was sure there was no one there.

"Chen Lang."

"Ah."

"Isn't today the start of the academy? Why are you still here?"

"It's none of my business to start school. The students are in class, the teacher is teaching, and I'm fishing. It's not just right."

Su Jin'er glanced at Chen Xian'an who was reclining on the chair, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong.

"If you want me to tell you, Your Majesty can also change the rules. Many of these memorials are useless, and... and I will show you some of these memorials about the development of music."

"May I ask, Your Majesty, can you play... the xiao?"

Su Jin'er shook her head, "I can't, but I can play the piano."

"Then this kind of memorial can be assigned to the responsible department below. Implement the responsibility system, and who will be responsible if something goes wrong, so that the work efficiency of the dynasty can be greatly improved."

Chen Xian'an lazily took a bite of the peach, why is it still so cold.

In late autumn, I was eating peaches that had been on the table all night.

Neuropathy.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong with the gaze from the side, and Su Jin'er was looking at him with meaningful eyes.

"Chen Lang, why do you know so much?"

"I..." Chen Xian'an's mind turned quickly.

It's not good to answer positively; let her guess, no; there is only one way, to give up resistance.

"Chen Lang, why don't you speak?" Su Jin'er's gaze was like a torch, as if he could see through Chen Xian'an's thoughts.

A flash of light flashed in his mind, and Chen Xian'an smiled charmingly.

"It's not that I've been staying by His Majesty's side all the time. In addition, those old guys in Wenyuan Pavilion always like to pull me up to talk about governance, so I know something."

"Then you figured out this division of responsibilities yourself?"

Su Jin'er's tone was faint, obviously not convinced yet.

"Your Majesty, do you believe in fate?"

Chen Xian'an sat up from the recliner, and their faces were suddenly very close.

A trace of panic flashed in Su Jin'er's eyes, but he soon regained his composure and stared straight at Chen Xian'an.

Xiao Mian, I have seen through your mind.

But, soon, her eyes suddenly widened.

Chen Xian'an...he...he, he, he, he...

pop chirp~~~
After parting, Chen Xian'an licked his lips, there was a faint fragrance, sweet.

Su Jin'er's eyes were empty, and she reached out and gently touched her ruddy lips.

What does it feel like?
Chen Xian'an accepted it as soon as he saw it, and seeing his wife looking dazed, he quickly pulled away the chair and rushed outside with his trousers in hand.

"This time I actually kissed my wife, please avoid the limelight."

Liu Quan looked at Chen Xian'an who rushed out in a hurry, and looked at the hall inexplicably.

Su Jin'er was still sitting on the dragon chair absent-mindedly, her fingers lightly touching her lips.

The atmosphere is a little frozen.

Her eyes suddenly changed slowly, flickering a few times with some fanaticism, her fingers slid across her lips, and her ruddy tongue lightly licked her lips.

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"High season!"

Chen Xian'an was very excited. Although he said that the first kiss was handed over like this, it was really exciting.

It's just that the empress's wife didn't respond much, which made him a little frustrated.

As for what will happen next?
Whatever it is, there is always a way.

"Young master, why are you so happy?"

On the street, I met Boss An, who came to buy goods in the imperial city, and saw him carrying a small basket, like a middle-aged man buying vegetables.

Chen Xian'an's eyes lit up, but he still didn't get the words out of his mouth.

"Ahem, Boss An, how did I ask you last time?"

"Hehe, of course I have lived up to my son's entrustment, and Shadow will no longer interfere with An Xian."

"Is that so? That's great."

Chen Xian'an said with a smile, today is really a good day.