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"this......"

Everyone's expression changed drastically.

The Junior Master is just a civil servant. Now Feng Huojun has asked Ye Lingtian to be responsible for reorganizing the military forces, which makes them feel inexplicably frightened.

What are Feng Huojun and Ye Lingtian planning?

Feng Huojun pondered and said, "Now that you are the Junior Master, it is a bit unreasonable to let you be responsible for the rectification of the troops. How about this, my national master now appoints you as Ling Tian Hou and also serves as the Junior Master. What do you think?"

Ye Lingtian was stunned for a second. He was not expecting to be conferred a title of nobility. He glanced at Feng Huojun and clasped his fists, saying, "Thank you, Master Imperial Master."

"Okay, this is settled. From now on, Master Ye will be the Ling Tian Hou of our Great Zhou. But don't forget to teach at the Hongru Academy."

Feng Huojun whispered.

"Ah."

Ye Lingtian nodded slightly.

Feng Huojun looked at everyone and said, "If there is anything, you can continue to report it. If not, everyone can disperse."

"..."

Everyone had mixed feelings, and their eyes were filled with surprise and doubt when they looked at Ye Lingtian and Feng Huojun.

Ye Lingtian has already been conferred the title of marquis and is also responsible for reorganizing the troops. From now on, Ye Lingtian's wings will be stronger.

Everyone already knows about the battle of Tianqian City, and Ye Lingtian’s strength has once again become a huge mystery.

Feng Huojun did not mention this matter today, obviously she had some special plans. Now that she has conferred the title of marquis on Ye Lingtian, even if some people are dissatisfied, they dare not say much.

After all, with the battle in Tianqian City, Ye Lingtian had won the hearts of the people and it seemed that there would be no big problem for him to be granted a title of nobility, which was enough to overshadow all the gossip.

After a while.

The crowd did not continue to report and left one after another.

"..."

Feng Huojun sat on the throne, looking at Ye Lingtian's back, with a meaningful smile on his face.

. . . . . .

Hongru Academy.

Seaside pavilion.

The Confucian sage was fishing, but after fishing for a long time, no fish was caught.

"It's good to be old, drinking tea, drinking wine, fishing, it's relaxing."

Ye Lingtian walked over with his hands behind his back.

The Confucian Sage put down his fishing rod, glared at Ye Lingtian and said, "You kid, are you trying to say that I have nothing to do?"

"Do I dare?"

Ye Lingtian found a place to sit down, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of fragrant tea.

Had a taste.

Ye Lingtian looked at the Confucian Sage and asked, "It is said that Wang Mingyang from the Yin-Yang School came to see you. Can you tell me what interesting things you talked about?"

"Just had a cup of tea and didn't say anything."

The Confucian sage laughed.

He once asked Wang Mingyang to calculate the marriage between Ye Lingtian and Feng Huojun. Unfortunately, after the old man Wang Mingyang calculated the result, his face changed drastically and he threw the copper coin into the sea. No one knew what the result was.

But judging by the old guy's expression, the result might not be good.

"..."

Ye Lingtian smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

The Confucian sage continued to pick up the fishing rod and fish.

after awhile.

Finish a cup of tea.

Ye Lingtian stood up and bowed before leaving the pavilion.

Wandered around for a while.

He came to Xiuyuan's class.

I happened to see Shang Qingxuan. As always, she was wearing a white dress, quiet and elegant, with an extraordinary temperament, like a fairy walking out of a poem.

"Ye Lingtian..."

Shang Qingxuan also saw Ye Lingtian.

Ye Lingtian walked towards Shang Qingxuan, stretched out his hand and pinched Shang Qingxuan's snow-white and delicate face, and said with a smile: "Qingxuan has gained weight, full of collagen."

Shang Qingxuan slapped Ye Lingtian's hand away, speechless. This guy was as frivolous as ever.

"How is the Xiuyuan class doing?"

Ye Lingtian asked with a smile.

Shang Qingxuan whispered: "According to your request, these students will still come to class as usual after you leave and learn what you teach."

When he said this, Shang Qingxuan felt a little admiration in his heart. The current Xiuyuan class has already passed the test, and students from different classes are gradually integrating. This is exactly what the Confucian sage hopes to see.

"That's good. I thought they were slacking off."

Ye Lingtian smiled indifferently and entered the Xiuyuan class.

In Xiuyuan’s class.

The students were lowering their heads, writing seriously.

Noticing Ye Lingtian's arrival, everyone's eyes fixed on him, and they quickly stood up and saluted, saying, "Hello, sir."

"Well! Sit down, everyone."

Ye Lingtian waved gently.

"..."

Everyone sat down.

I have been away for a while, and I don't know how your studies are going. Today I will give you a few math problems, and you should write down the answers immediately so that I can see your achievements during this period. "

After saying that, Ye Lingtian picked up the brush and quickly wrote questions on the rice paper behind him.

Xiuyuan Class was founded by a Confucian sage. It contains his lifelong wish and can also help Ye Lingtian. Naturally, Ye Lingtian will not act recklessly.

After all, he is a teacher in Xiuyuan class, so naturally he must let his students learn something. Otherwise, if he is trying to fish in troubled waters, how can he be called a teacher?

"..."

Everyone stared at the question written by Ye Lingtian, thinking about something.

"Okay! Let's get started. Write down the answers before the end of get out of class today."

After Ye Lingtian finished writing, he put down the brush and picked up a ruler.

Everyone was not brave enough to take it lightly and quickly picked up their brushes to answer.

Some of the questions written by Ye Lingtian were familiar and they could answer them, but some were extremely complicated and required them to draw inferences and think seriously. There was also a final question that no one could possibly answer because it was beyond the syllabus.

Ye Lingtian sat on the chair, playing with the ruler, waiting silently.

Half an hour passed.

Ye Lingtian walked among the crowd holding a ruler, looking at the answers written by everyone.

The previous questions were all very simple and were used to test everyone’s normal learning results during this period. There were no big problems and everyone could answer them normally.

However, the difficulty started to increase when it came to the later questions. Some people were already sweating profusely, while others were staring blankly at the questions, not knowing where to start.

Mathematics and physics are like this. If you can do it, you can do it. If you can’t do it, you can’t do it. This is something that tests your talent.

Your eyes can deceive you, your ears can deceive you, your experience can deceive you, your imagination can deceive you, but mathematics will not. In many cases, you can only write the word "solution".

After a quick look, he found that everyone's performances were mixed, but he was not surprised. As they were all experienced people, he thought it was perfectly normal.

Ye Lingtian returned to the podium and whispered, "Some of the questions are a bit difficult for you. Next, I will allow you to communicate and cooperate with each other. Each group of ten people can form groups freely. The group that gives the correct answer can rest for a day tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately started looking for people to continue forming teams. They couldn't just look for people of the same class as themselves. After all, some people from different classes were very capable, and if they worked together, they would gain a lot.

"..."

Ye Lingtian looked at everyone with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. This progress was quite good.

What is the real answer to the question? Does it really matter?

To him, it doesn't matter.

What is valuable is to see other answers from the process.