Seeing others being awarded medals, Pan Jixun had been itching to do so. But he was a high-ranking official of the third rank, so who would dare to award him a medal?

Even if Mr. Zhao was so arrogant as to award a seventh-rank medal to a third-rank official, Pan Jixun would not be able to accept it, as he was in mourning.

No matter how much you say, if others have it but he doesn't, the baby will be unhappy.

Looking at the gold medal lying quietly on the blue velvet lining, Pan Jixun was delighted and hummed:

“Rare.”

"Don't listen to him, he thinks you have forgotten him." But his second brother saw through his tsundere appearance.

"How could that be? Zhong Cheng has made great contributions, no one can compare to him!" Zhao Hao did not make fun of Lao Pan, but clasped his fists to him and said:

"If you hadn't come to Kunshan in person to guide the flood control despite your illness, the dam would have collapsed in June, and there would be no future."

"Without your tireless efforts, braving the wind and rain, to personally measure the embankment and design the embankment, how would we know how to repair this embankment?"

"Without your strict supervision and personal testing, how would we know what cement mix is ​​most suitable? How can we build the levee quickly, efficiently and economically?"

"Okay, okay, stop flattering me." Pan Jixun's face turned red and his nose was sore from the praise. He quickly lowered his head to cover up, picked up the medal made of pure gold, and looked at it carefully, suppressing his appetite.

"This is a one-of-a-kind piece, dedicated to the one-of-a-kind Mr. Pan." Zhao Hao said with a smile.

The Pan brothers' eyes widened as they saw that the medal made of pure gold was surrounded by a circle of abstract levees, but the map of Kunshan County was replaced by a white magnolia pattern, and the four words "United as One" were changed into the seal script "Kunshan Heroes"!

The back of the medal is engraved with ten regular script characters: "The people of Kunshan will never forget."

"You kid, you just like to come up with these new tricks." Pan Jixun scolded with a smile, patted his chest and said, "Come on."

"Ah?" Zhao Hao returned without any reaction.

"Put it on me." Pan Jixun rolled his eyes and said, "How boring would it be to wear it yourself?"

"It's an honor for the younger generation." Zhao Hao suddenly realized, and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, picked up the medal of "Kunshan Hero", and solemnly pinned it on Pan Jixun's chest.

"Hahahaha!" Pan Jixun quickly asked his second brother to bring him a mirror. He looked left and right and felt great.

He even stood up, straightened his hospital gown, and took two steps with his head held high and his belly sticking out. It was as if he had regained the feeling when he first wore the official robe.

"Oh, your legs and feet are quite nimble now." Zhao Hao said with satisfaction.

"A miracle doctor is a miracle doctor. He's fully recovered in just 20 days." Mr. Pan also said happily, "Doctor Li said that he can be discharged from the hospital in the next few days and can go home to recuperate slowly."

Then he lowered his voice and said, "Persuade him to go back to Huzhou. This stubborn guy will listen to you."

"I'm well now, why should I go back?" Pan Jixun had sharp ears and heard everything. "You've been sick for more than 20 days, so many things have been delayed. Second brother, you should go back by yourself."

"There's no rush here. Didn't you hear? Before the third phase of the project, Kunnan will first do epidemic prevention for a month." Zhao Hao advised: "Zhongcheng should go back and recuperate for a while, so that everyone at home can rest assured."

"Hmm..." Pan Jixun began to ponder.

Zhao Hao added: "And I have to leave for a while too."

"What are you going to do?" asked Mr. Pan.

"Go check on the apprentices." Zhao Hao said with a smile, "These two kids are so pitiful. It's not good for a master to just ignore them."

"Okay then, I'll go back for a few days too." Pan Jixun finally agreed and said to his second brother, "It's a good opportunity to bring Jingyang and the others to study here."

Jingyang was Pan Zhongxian's eldest son. Hearing this, he smiled bitterly and said, "You haven't asked Master Zhao yet."

"What's there to ask? All his disciples are of the Yang generation, and our children are also of the Yang generation, so this kid should get the chance." Pan Jixun glared at Zhao Hao and said, "Right?"

"Uh, yes, yes, I want them all." Zhao Hao laughed happily and said, "Since we are running a school, of course we welcome high-quality students."

Even without Pan Jixun telling him, he had long coveted the nineteenth son of the Pan family.

In fact, Mr. Zhao never forgot his educational career.

He has always believed that for the education industry, especially elite education, the quality of students is the lifeline.

Only by attracting high-quality students can we ensure that our school's admission rate to Peking University and Tsinghua University is far ahead in the country.

But the school is located in Kunshan, so enrollment will definitely be affected.

How can Mr. Zhao just sit there and wait for something to happen? At critical moments, he has to put aside his arrogant attitude and take the initiative.

He had already negotiated with the eight horses of Wang Shizhen's family, the son of Wang Xijue, several sons of the Hua family, and almost twenty or thirty outstanding scholars in the county, all waiting for their formal admission.

Zhao Hao had long heard from Pan Dafu, Pan Jixun's eldest son, that he had 19 brothers, and his eldest and second uncles had been teaching them carefully.

How could Master Zhao miss this good opportunity to expand his team? He wanted to take down the whole gang.

After the matter of the Pan family's nineteenth son's admission was settled, Zhao Hao asked Mr. Pan with a smile, "Senior, are you interested in coming to our academy?"

"This..." Pan Zhongxian was stunned and asked hesitantly, "Does this old man also need to study?"

He passed the imperial examination thirty years ago. Is there any need to relive the old dream again?

"Well, what are you thinking about, senior? I want to ask, if you are interested, would you like to teach?" Zhao Hao was sweating.

"Teaching..." Pan Zhongxian breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, this was exactly what he was thinking.

During this period, he thought about it and decided that instead of just watching his nephews and nephews being poached, it would be better for him to follow them to Yufeng Academy. This way, not only could he continue to teach his nephews and nephews, but he could also have more students.

Sometimes changing your mindset can help you get out of life's difficulties.

"Then I'll consider it..." But the Pan family's ancestral arrogance did not allow him to agree immediately.

"Okay, second brother, stop pretending and just speak up." His younger brother didn't give him a chance to be reserved and retaliated, "Didn't you want me to ask the other day if the academy still needed someone to teach?"

"Of course we need it." Zhao Hao smiled happily when he heard this, "The academy is in need of a pillar like you, the senior."

The school building of Yufeng Academy was under construction, so Zhao Hao temporarily borrowed a small courtyard in the county government office as a classroom and asked Li Zhi to come every other day to give classes to the students at night.

Although Zhang Jian and Jiao Hong, the talented Nanjing scholar with the surname Jiao, are both future famous teachers, it is obvious that they cannot control the situation at the moment. They can only serve as assistant teachers, supervising their fellow teachers to complete the homework assigned by Professor Li.

The weak faculty of the academy has always been a major hidden danger.

It's just that the students are focusing their main energy on the various clerical work in the government office and have no time to focus on their studies, so they can barely get by for now.

But if they continue to work for the county, it will affect the college's admission rate to Tsinghua and Peking University. That is the college's lifeblood for a long time.

Therefore, when the academy is officially completed, the disciples will have to focus their main energy back on their studies. At that time, they will really need an old and respected senior like Mr. Pan to take charge.

ps. Chapter 3, I will write another chapter and ask for monthly votes!