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Chapter 98: Shame?

The onlookers began to praise the Supreme Emperor in groups of three or five times, and praised him to the level of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, King Wu and King Wen. It was hard for God to find such a good emperor. However, when talking about taboos such as Xuanwu Gate, they would keep silent and shut up...

Next, while Ma Zhou signaled to stop talking, they also began to prick up their ears and listen carefully to every sentence that followed.

After all, no matter how good the president’s policy is, if it fails to fall on them, it will be a joy and will be of no benefit to him.

"According to the initial decision of the college, all scholars with poor families can enjoy free assistance from food and accommodation as long as they can provide relevant certificates. As for the scholarship, it is..."

According to what Ma Zhou said, the dean and his gentlemen discussed and decided that the medical school had two measures.

The first thing is to implement free food and accommodation, and a meal of meat is provided every seven days.

Although this small meat is inconspicuous, it was not easy to have a full meal in ancient society. Often, a few taels of meat would be cut during the Chinese New Year and the bowls and chopsticks stained with oil would be licked by the people.

In the Bailu Plain, when Heiwa worked as a long-term worker for Liu Qianzhu's family, he couldn't stand it every time when Liu Qianzhu finished slapping the face, and used his sticky tongue to put the edge of the bowl again and again, which was even more touching than a mirror...

The second item: Establish poverty alleviation and scholarships.

As long as poor scholars are poor in their families and those who are studying in the middle and upper grades can apply for poverty alleviation in the medical school. The scholarship is rewarded by the medical school to the top students who study the most.

As for the most common poverty subsidy in later universities, the Supreme Emperor did not want to set it up in a medical school. The reason is natural... Haha, it almost became a miserable conference!

The onlookers patiently listened to everything Ma Zhou said and understood a little more.

The money from medical school was not blown by the strong wind, so it was impossible to provide all the nearly 300 scholars with free food and accommodation. This measure is mainly to help poor students at home, which can be understood by the rich and wealthy children.

After all, for them, the family is not short of that little money. When they come to the medical school, they just want to strive for a status.

These days, the imperial examinations are too difficult, and the best way out is to be a minor official and become a top soldier or enter the army.

When asked about your origin?

Tsk tsk, the medical school is the only two famous schools in Chang'an and Imperial College in the Tang Dynasty. What's more, the dean of the Imperial College is just a third-rank priest, so how could the Emperor Taishang?

You can call yourself a disciple of the emperor when you go out, and no matter what others do, you should look up to you!

If you get another scholarship in medical school, you will have even more capital to brag.

"Sir, since the college has finished talking about the new measures, can I... let me wait and see Zhou Han's enrollment? If it is a high opinion, I will naturally be convinced and will not cause trouble, but if it is not..."

Several wealthy children who had asked questions before stood up again and asked withdrew.

An aggressive tone!

From ancient times to the present, countless literati have determined that the number of books in their homes determines their own vision.

As the saying goes, "Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles."

But Zhou Han, who is so poor that he can't even afford to eat, must be unable to afford even books, otherwise no one would have questioned that the five cents of money he bought the scroll were stolen.

Is it really broader than their horizons? Can you answer the question set by the dean: "How can gravel on the bottom become a thousand gold glass?"

"I have read some articles Zhou Han has done on weekdays. They are ordinary and have no exquisite lyrics in his words... Why did he get the reward from the dean? I hope the teacher will answer it!"

Another scholar hesitated for a long time, stood out from the crowd and asked.

The moment he saw him come out, Zhou Han felt no joy in his heart, but instead felt a faint misery.

His name is Di Zhixun. Since Zhou Han fainted from class, he has been the first to provide relief. The white flour cakes and corn porridge that Zhou Han ate today were given to him.

In the corner of the lacquered wooden table, a delicate food box was placed with a porcelain bowl washed clean by Zhou Han at noon.

Zhou Han never expected that Di Zhixun, who had been a confidant in his life, even questioned him at the same time.

Tingtao Pavilion, when you hear the waves of the world, you live alone in a quiet room!

When a small trunk is in the surging river tide, he can only stand firm if the cabin gradually sinks.

After thinking about it, he rubbed his knees for a long time and had been sitting on the numb knees. He stood up with the lacquered wooden table, but he didn't expect that he suddenly fell down and swayed the wolf's hair hanging on the pen holder and broke in half.

Seeing this, Di Zhixun looked a little hesitant, but he still stepped forward to help Zhou Han up.

Zhou Han shook his head and rejected Di Zhixun's kindness. Even though his calf was a little numb and he couldn't exert his strength, he still stood up again with difficulty.

Seeing this, the crowded scholar showed some gaps before he could enter.

He was facing Ma Zhou and bowed respectfully, with a tone of urgency: "Ma Xian...Mr....Teacher..."

"It's okay, you are a piece of uncensored jade, I'm very pleased to be your teacher." Ma Zhou nodded with a faint smile on his face.

Although the titles of gentlemen and teachers are almost similar, they were somewhat different in ancient times.

The difference between this is just like Confucius' seventy-two sages were his more trusted students, while the three thousand disciples were more reborn, but he had heard him teach knowledge.

Mr., the one who was born first, therefore called Mr., and the teacher is to teach and solve doubts!

"Thank you for your praise from the teacher. Han is ashamed of it!" Zhou Han shook his head, feeling helpless, poor is the original sin.

Even though Chen She shouted "Will the kings, princes, generals and ministers be more likely to be genital?" at the end of the Qin Dynasty, in fact, the kings, princes, generals and ministers really have genitalals!

Let’s look at the Tang Dynasty. How many people are poor families, not noble families?

If a family of officials like Di Zhixun received the reward from the dean, even if everyone was jealous, they could only praise him: "Brother Di's family has a background in his family and is well-versed in the past and present. We are very impressed..."

But if it were replaced by Zhou Han, those who could not afford to eat in the past dynasties, just like today, almost "betrayal to everyone!"

The moment Zhou Han said he was guilty of his guilt, all the onlookers nodded involuntarily.

Although twenty cents of money are a lot, it is enough to make a family of one family live for several years. But for the rich scholars, they are really not short of this amount of money.

The reason why they questioned is that they did not allow their pride to be trampled under their feet by the looked down upon poverty.

But at this moment, a sound came from afar.

"Who said you deserve it? Why don't you know as the dean of the Royal Medical College?"
Chapter completed!
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