Nangong Ling sneered and stopped explaining.
However, this question was still heard by many people.
After all, both building and maintaining a school requires a lot of costs.
Zhao Ji glanced at everyone and said in a full voice: "Do you have any other questions?"
Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.
If these two problems can be solved, not to mention inviting them to join the Dali Academy, they will definitely come in even if they have to pay out of their own pockets to get in through the back door.
Hundreds of schools gathered.
Assessment of officials.
This is not a school, this is a fairy palace!
Especially Wu Wen, the master of the Mohist school, who had been keeping a stern face for the whole day and almost couldn't hold it anymore.
In terms of ability, he was confident that Mohists were no less capable than students from any other school.
However, his official career is becoming increasingly difficult, and this Dali Academy may very well become an opportunity for the Mohist Guild to turn things around.
Zhao Ji smiled and said, "Since you all have no problem, does that mean that as long as I can solve these two problems, you are willing to establish a school with me?"
"nature!"
"nature!"
Many teachers present nodded in agreement.
Meng Yu looked embarrassed. "When I took over Jixia, I promised Marquis Wei that I would stay with him forever. It is not the way of a Confucian scholar to break one's promise. But if the academy can really be built according to your majesty's plan, I am willing to write a personal letter to persuade my old friend to come."
"Thank you, Master!"
Zhao Ji laughed loudly and made a gesture of invitation to the teachers: "Teachers, please follow me!"
Then he added: "Brother Nangong, please stay. This question is not suitable for you to hear!"
Nangong Ling: “???”
Isolate me?
Palace bullying?
But since Zhao Ji had said so, it would be difficult for him to force his way over.
He just snorted coldly: "I am not interested in castles in the air, Your Majesty, please do as you please!"
Zhao Ji smiled faintly, and then led the teachers to the side hall, leaving a message: "Wuji, Zhao Ling, you come together!"
“Tsk!”
Ying Wuji followed happily. His father-in-law was really loyal. He never forgot to take me with him when he ate meat.
Just now he was still thinking, if his father-in-law leaked himself, what method would he use to force himself in.
After a while, everyone arrived at the side hall of Chongli Palace.
Zhao Ji used a soundproofing note and said, "Masters! What I am going to say next involves the secrets of Dali. Later, I will swear a blood oath with all the promises I just made. Please swear that you will not reveal the contents of this conversation within one month, and as long as I fulfill my promise, you will do your best to help me build the Dali Academy."
The teachers looked at each other and nodded.
King Li has already shown his sincerity.
If they continue to be coy, they would be unworthy of being villains.
Besides, it was only kept secret for one month, which was nothing compared to King Li’s blood oath.
Soon after, all the vows were taken.
The teachers became even more excited. The blood oath was sworn without any falsehood. It seemed that the King of Li was serious about it.
Meng Yu smiled slightly and said, "King Li is a man of natural talent. He has more than a thousand real positions. He must have a plan to deal with it. I am willing to listen to it!"
Seeing that everyone had taken the oath, Zhao Ji suddenly felt happy and waved to Ying Wuji who was standing beside him.
"Wuji, you tell the story!"
"I!?"
Ying Wuji was slightly stunned, and then he was surrounded by excitement.
He glanced at the masters. Each of them had a golden skill, which represented the magical power of the Divine Enlightenment Realm!
There are also countless red and blue light balls representing the heavenly and earthly levels.
What the fuck.
I’m crying with greed!
Not only was he a little surprised, but even the other teachers were quite puzzled. They did not expect that King Li would value so much a consort who had just married into the Li royal family.
Zhao Ji stroked his beard and laughed: "You teachers may not believe this, but the philosophy of Dali Academy and the countermeasures I will talk about later are all from my beloved son-in-law!"
The masters: "..."
This time, no skills were revealed, but nearly a thousand attribute points were revealed.
Ying Wuji pursed his lips.
He is so warm.
I cried my ass off.
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