Lord Yuan said: "I want to recruit a few good teachers. Most of these people are hiding in the mountains. It is impossible to hire them without good treatment."
Lin Zhiya asked him to go to the shops under her name to get the money. Of the seven shops that made a lot of money every day, five were under her name.
Another part is under Zhao Xiaoxiong's name, and Lin Zhiya plans to wait until her son is ten years old before telling him.
Lord Yuan was amazed and admired Lin Zhiya even more: "Your Majesty is too rich. Even if the emperor's private treasury is poured out, it can't be half as much as yours."
Lin Zhiya said modestly: "That's not the case. The emperor used all his money for disaster relief, so he looks a little poor."
Li muttered secretly, wasn't it Concubine Wan who paid for the disaster relief?
Wanpin is too rich! Li looked at her expensive jewelry and thought about Lin Zhiya's extravagant spending. The contrast was very strong.
Lord Yuan said, "Originally, I was thinking of letting students borrow books from each other. Now it seems that we can build a library and let students borrow books based on their reputation."
Lin Zhiya thought that all difficulties came from poverty, and she had to save more money for Xiao Xiong.
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Lord Yuan promised: "We will enroll a group of students within half a month, and within three years, your name will be known throughout the people."
After training these people for a few years and becoming officials through imperial examinations, they will definitely remember Lin Zhiya’s kindness in their hearts. They will be Zhao Xiaoxiong’s future power.
Lin Zhiya figured this out and became serious, looking forward to Lord Yuan establishing the academy as soon as possible.
By doing this, Lord Yuan has already tied himself to Lin Zhiya. Fortunately, Zhao Xiaoxiong is already recognized as the future crown prince, so he decided to take a gamble.
Lin Zhiya: "Don't worry, Master Yuan, my little bear won't let us down."
Mr. Yuan: "In time, if I can contribute a group of talents to your majesty and the State of Zhao, I will die without regrets."
Within a few days, the news that Lord Yuan had built an academy spread throughout the court, and he requisitioned the abandoned academy of the previous dynasty.
The academy is located in the mountains, surrounded by smoke. There is nothing wrong with it except that it is dilapidated. It will be able to recruit students after it is renovated.
Lin Zhiya had time to leave the palace and visit Yaxiang Academy. The mountain air was refreshing, and the huge academy was full of literati atmosphere. It was not difficult to imagine what it would be like after the students moved in.
Lin Zhiya was tired of living in the imperial palace and wanted to abandon Xuanzhu Palace and move to Yaxiang Academy.
"You have signed in to Yaxiang Academy for one day, surpassing 99% of users. You will receive rewards: Liang Shanbo, Zhu Yingtai, and Cook Ding Fugui."
Lin Zhiya looked down and saw a shadow behind her. It was the tall and strong Ding Fugui.
Lin Zhiya seemed to smell the aroma of rice on Ding Fugui, so she asked him, "What can you do?"
Ding Fugui puffed out his chest and said proudly, "There are too many, including royal white-cut chicken, golden snow clam stuffed with crab shell, pork ribs and cabbage soup, colorful frozen fragrant cake, golden crispy sparrow... There is nothing I can't make."
Lin Zhiya looked at his bulging apron pocket and asked curiously, "What did you bring? Why does it smell?"
Ding Fugui took out a handful of sesame seeds and a handful of peppercorns with his right hand. "Of course it's the ingredients. A good cook can't be without ingredients. My ancestors taught me that a good cook can't cook without rice."
Master Yuan came over. Today he was wearing brown and black and a scholar's hat. "Madam, I didn't know you were here... Wait, who is this?"
Lin Zhiya's slender figure could not hide Ding Fugui, even though Ding Fugui tried very hard to hide behind her.
Lin Zhiya hesitated for a moment, then quickly said, "This is the cook I brought to the academy. The students also need a balanced diet."
Ding Fugui was so frightened that he almost slipped and hugged Lin Zhiya's legs, "No, I want to be a royal chef. I have all the skills, and my father's dream must be realized here."
Lin Zhiya perfunctorily said to him: "You should practice for a while first, and when you are ready, I will ask the emperor to take you back."
Lord Yuan sighed, feeling ashamed, and said, "Your Majesty is indeed thoughtful. The students who came here are still sitting at the door eating dry food."
Ding Fugui was dragged towards the academy with weak legs. When he walked into the crowd of students, he quickly regained his arrogant attitude.
Lin Zhiya saw him sprinkle a handful of chili powder into the students' dry food. Some students coughed and vomited due to the spiciness, while some ate it with gusto.
Facing Mr. Yuan’s confused expression, Lin Zhiya said, “He originally cooked local dishes with heavier flavors.”
So that's how it is. Lord Yuan suddenly understood.
"I will be the imperial chef in the future." Ding Fugui's shouting could be heard from afar, and a group of students who couldn't eat spicy food gathered in front of him to protest.
Lin Zhiya was worried that the chef who signed out would be beaten up, and was about to go and solve the problem.
At this time, a handsome student came out to persuade everyone: "Brothers, we all come from the same family. We have just arrived here, so we should be harmonious."
The student had patches on his sleeves and was the second person to come out after Lin Zhiya signed in.
As for the third one, Lin Zhiya looked for it but couldn't find it. She didn't know where it was.
It was only then that Lin Zhiya realized something was wrong. The academy was still waiting to be renovated, so how come there were already students?
She cast an inquiring look at Lord Yuan, who sighed and said, "I just passed the news out and someone has already come."
Mr. Yuan: "It is difficult for students from poor families to succeed. To support a student, it is usually the brothers and sisters-in-law who save money and eat frugally. They are all eager to study, and they rushed here as soon as they heard about it."
In a few days, more students will arrive one after another. Yaxiang Academy has waived the students' tuition fees and used the name of Lin Zhiya, the Concubine Wan.
The system prompted in my mind: "Establish a college, literature value +20."
Lin Zhiya felt that she understood more all of a sudden. She saw a pen wrapped in the student's white cloth and recognized it as a Shanlian pen.
But Lin Zhiya herself had never seen such a pen, so it must be the effect of increasing literary value.
The sound of the students' discussion became louder in her ears, and Lin Zhiya realized that they were discussing "The Goddess of Luo River".
At this time, I heard someone talking: "Empress Lin is illiterate, but she is so kind as to support us in school. My grandmother burns incense for Empress Lin at home every day."
The other person who spoke was Liang Shanbo, who was so moved that he shed tears: "I dreamed yesterday that a god dotted Lady Lin's head and asked her to be reincarnated as Wenquxing in her next life."
Lin Zhiya was not good at literature, and was even rumored to be illiterate...
Lin Zhiya gritted her teeth. This was too much of a disrespect. After all, she was a housekeeper. It was impossible that she couldn't read at all!
Now, even Lord Yuan's eyes on Lin Zhiya changed. Just as Lin Zhiya was about to explain, she heard Lord Yuan say, "It's okay. A woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent. My eldest daughter can't even read a few words."
Yuan Cainu is clearly... a very famous talented woman in the capital.
Lin Zhiya stared at Lord Yuan, trying to see the guilt in his eyes.
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