The Princess of Northern Land

"Quite impressive." When Mei Hanqing followed Lin Ziyin and the others into the courtyard, he began to pay attention to the environment in the academy.

There is a gatekeeper guarding the door of the study, so no one can come in at will. However, various flowers and tall trees are planted inside, and a small bridge and flowing water are built in the middle, which is very Jiangnan style. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for Mei Hanqing to imagine that a private school could be so elegant. In the long corridor built of wood, chairs and stools of various shapes were placed in a regular manner.

The sound of reading could be heard from time to time in several courtyards, which seemed to be no different from other academies.

Lin Ziyin was very indifferent, Chu Suifeng and Situ Gong seemed very casual, and only Mei Hanqing was looking around seriously.

"Sir, the students think this is inappropriate." As soon as they approached a courtyard, they heard students' questioning voices coming from inside.

Mei Hanqing frowned slightly.

In Da Qin, the relationship between teacher and student is equivalent to the relationship between father and son. The students in the private school were so brave that they dared to question their husband in person. If placed in another academy, the student would definitely be punished, or even be kicked out of the academy in serious cases.

"Tell me and listen." To Mei Hanqing's surprise, the gentleman inside did not get angry, but calmly encouraged the students to express their opinions.

Next, they heard the students' immature voices express their opinions on the Analects of Confucius.

Mei Hanqing was slightly surprised when he heard the student's opinion. From the sound of his voice, the student who spoke must be young, but he did not expect that his opinion broke the rules and actually made some sense.

"Who else has a different opinion?" The gentleman's voice in the room asked again.

"I."

"Sir, the students also have some insights."

Seven or eight different voices sounded in the room.

Lin Ziyin stopped and did not disturb the teachers and schoolchildren in the room.

Mei Hanqing listened quietly for a while, and finally understood why Prince Ling brought him here to have a look.

"Do you remember the formula?" After listening for a while, Lin Ziyin finally started to move, and they arrived outside another room. What surprised Mei Hanqing was that the small private school actually offered an arithmetic class. The Great Qin Dynasty valued literature over martial arts. Subjects such as arithmetic were only occasionally taught in large academies for a few chapters. The purpose was not to make everyone master it, but as a means to relax students.

But in this private school, arithmetic seems to be taught as an important subject as literature class.

"Vertical style?" Mei Hanqing stood outside the window and listened for a while, almost speechless in shock.

Even the erudite man seemed to have never heard of the vertical calculation and mental arithmetic methods that the teacher taught. The teacher who lectured in the room was young, and his lectures were clear-cut and serious. As he listened, Mei Hanqing gradually became fascinated.

"Mr. Mei, there is a martial arts class later. Would you like to go and have a look?" Lin Ziyin asked.

"Okay, let's go over and have a look. There's Miss Laolin here." Mei Hanqing no longer dared to look down upon the private school.

Behind the private school, there is a large open space, surrounded by a large circular road, with students running. There are many strange equipment around, and students are busy on it.

In the open space in the middle, a young man was coaching the children to fight with a serious look on his face.

Even though those children are young, they are very capable in their actions. It is not difficult to see that they will be the hope of the future of Northland.

"Okay, okay, okay, great." Mei Hanqing couldn't help but say a few good words in succession.