After entering the Imperial College, he felt refreshed and happy, making Li Jia feel as if he had returned to the school thousands of years later.

There are many rooms here and simple, the classroom is spacious and leaky, and there are many flowers, plants and trees, but there are also many scholars.

Li Jia just took a quick look at the children of the Imperial College, the Imperial College and other nobles, and lost interest.

How could these second-generation officials endure the suffering of the Imperial College? As soon as winter comes, they immediately run back home, which is well known as the cold sick leave.

So, I looked at the empty and empty space.

The emperor went straight to the school, and the 800-year-old scholar was indeed halfway there.

Or you can read on your head hanging from the beam, or stand and walk around to make your cold feet warmer.

Some of the porridge on the table has become iced, while some hold hard cooked cakes, reluctant to let go, and eat while watching.

The emperor's great ceremonial war immediately disturbed the group of scholars as soon as he arrived.

Facing the emperor and a young man in a royal robe beside him, everyone was not ignorant.

Everyone was extremely excited, their faces flushed, and their mouths kept moving, and they didn't know and didn't dare to shout anything.

Respectful and polite, and dare not cross.

The etiquette of scholars is more abundant.

The emperor was quite calm, with a smile on his face, waved his hands, looked at the surrounding living environment, and then left.

As soon as he walked away, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Imperial College, how much does it have to be carbon per day?"

The Imperial College Priest, who was beside him, said hurriedly: "Each syrup of carbon is thirty kilograms per house."

"impossible!"

The emperor shook his head and said, "Although there are a lot of stone carbon piles up in each house, there are only two braziers, one deeper and the other shallower. Obviously, there is only one brazier on weekdays."

"How can thirty kilograms of stone carbon be so stingy? It's just that there is insufficient carbon, so I can only save some use."

The Imperial College Priest on the side was drinking, and he was sweating profusely, and he did not dare to argue: "I am not strict in controlling my subordinates, and I am ashamed of Your Majesty!"

The emperor's meticulous observation shocked the officials of the Imperial College.

"You are not sorry for me, but for those scholars."

The emperor turned his head and said, "No matter how bad they are, they are also scholars and scholars in the local area, and they are the ones selected from a hundred. But you only take care of the children of nobles and even deduct their charcoal fire."

"How to cultivate materials? How to produce talents?"

A glimpse of the leopard in the tube.

Just the prison student was drunk during the day and withdrew from charcoal fire, which made Li Jia understand that the Imperial College was already rotten, and he was bullied by power and bullied the weak, and he had no original intention of its establishment.

The emperor glanced at everyone in disgust and couldn't help but leave directly.

Li Fumu turned around gently, looked at the people with longing faces, and could only follow the emperor away.

"Father, they are still kneeling!"

"Let them kneel!"

Seeing him pulling the curtains open, Li Jia said disdainfully: "At this time, the tolerance for them is the cruelty towards those scholars."

"The Imperial College is so depressed that these people have to take the blame. What is the purpose of kneeling down?"

The emperor sneered softly: "Of course they know my methods. They kneel down at this time, hoping that I will feel compassion and forgive them."

"But, is the emperor really a fool? Or, they thought I really didn't understand anything? They just pretended to be confused sometimes!"

Li Fumu, who was beside him, couldn't help but tremble.

The emperor's words are extremely profound.

"Guess, how did they end?"

Li Jia couldn't help asking.

"I can't guess it!" Li Fumu didn't dare to guess it, so he could only do this without knowing it.

Thunder, rain and dew, the emperor made a decision.

A felony can be sentenced to lightly sentenced, and a misdemeanor can be sentenced to heavy sentences.

"Hmph!" Li Jia said in a deep voice: "As for the sake of sacrificing wine, one will investigate one. Anyone who embezzles and accepts bribes will either be exiled or be dismissed from his official position."

The mere corruption actually had to deal with so many people, and it was exile second only to the death penalty, which made Li Fumu deeply realize how much the emperor hated corruption.

"You must remember that listening to both sides will make it clear, listening to partially will make it dark. Listening to a few more opinions will be beneficial no matter what you do."

Li Jia couldn't help but say, "Besides, hearing is false, seeing is true, you need to have detailed observation skills and see through the leopard."

"A person's words, actions, things, and even relatives and friends can see a lot. You need to learn more."

"Just as I said just now, just a brazier, plus the drunken roadside supervisor, you can see that the Imperial College is so bad."

"My son remember!" Li Fumu opened his eyes and responded hurriedly. After entering the Imperial College, he felt refreshed and happy, making Li Jia feel as if he had returned to the school thousands of years later.

There are many rooms here and simple, the classroom is spacious and leaky, and there are many flowers, plants and trees, but there are also many scholars.

Li Jia just took a quick look at the children of the Imperial College, the Imperial College and other nobles, and lost interest.

How could these second-generation officials endure the suffering of the Imperial College? As soon as winter comes, they immediately run back home, which is well known as the cold sick leave.

So, I looked at the empty and empty space.

The emperor went straight to the school, and the 800-year-old scholar was indeed halfway there.

Or you can read on your head hanging from the beam, or stand and walk around to make your cold feet warmer.

Some of the porridge on the table has become iced, while some hold hard cooked cakes, reluctant to let go, and eat while watching.

The emperor's great ceremonial war immediately disturbed the group of scholars as soon as he arrived.

Facing the emperor and a young man in a royal robe beside him, everyone was not ignorant.

Everyone was extremely excited, their faces flushed, and their mouths kept moving, and they didn't know and didn't dare to shout anything.

Respectful and polite, and dare not cross.

The etiquette of scholars is more abundant.

The emperor was quite calm, with a smile on his face, waved his hands, looked at the surrounding living environment, and then left.

As soon as he walked away, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Imperial College, how much does it have to be carbon per day?"

The Imperial College Priest, who was beside him, said hurriedly: "Each syrup of carbon is thirty kilograms per house."

"impossible!"

The emperor shook his head and said, "Although there are a lot of stone carbon piles up in each house, there are only two braziers, one deeper and the other shallower. Obviously, there is only one brazier on weekdays."

"How can thirty kilograms of stone carbon be so stingy? It's just that there is insufficient carbon, so I can only save some use."

The Imperial College Priest on the side was drinking, and he was sweating profusely, and he did not dare to argue: "I am not strict in controlling my subordinates, and I am ashamed of Your Majesty!"

The emperor's meticulous observation shocked the officials of the Imperial College.

"You are not sorry for me, but for those scholars."

The emperor turned his head and said, "No matter how bad they are, they are also scholars and scholars in the local area, and they are the ones selected from a hundred. But you only take care of the children of nobles and even deduct their charcoal fire."
Chapter completed!