How did such immense wealth fall into my family?

Chapter 232 Being remembered
“Yes,” Xiaogousheng said with a smile, looking at Prefect Yang. “Our academy is modeled after the military. Just as the military can set up camp anywhere, our academy can also open classes anywhere.”

Prefect Yang's interest was immediately piqued. "May I go see it now?"

"No. My Grandpa Chang said you need to balance work and rest. You have to listen to my Grandpa Chang. Don't worry, I won't lie. I'd also like to hear what suggestions you have. Our system is not perfect yet."

Prefect Yang wanted to go right now. "That's not what I meant. I just want to see what a military-style academy looks like."

The little dog looked towards Doctor Chang. "Grandpa Chang, can he go now?"

"No. He's already fainted several times today. If he faints again, it will seriously damage his health."

"Then give him a few acupuncture needles and let him rest well. I'll take him to the doctor after he's rested."

"Row."

Prefect Yang didn't want to be pricked. However, if he didn't get a few acupuncture needles, he would definitely keep thinking about the academy. "Thank you for your trouble."

"No trouble at all." Doctor Chang put Prefect Yang to sleep with just one acupuncture.

The prefect's servant was extremely impressed. "Thank you." His master really needed to get some sleep.

"Hmm. Are you alright now? If you are, I'll go back to work."

The puppy said, "That's all."

After Doctor Chang left, Xiao Gou Sheng told Prefect Yang's attendant, "If you need anything, just tell the guards at the gate," and then left with Shi Ba and Dong Lao Qi.

Prefect Yang didn't wake up until the next day. As soon as he woke up, he heard a group of children laughing and chuckling in the backyard.

Prefect Yang jumped out of bed. "Are they training?"

"Yes." The servant replied, bringing over a bowl of warm porridge. "Master, please have a bowl of porridge first. You haven't eaten anything for a day."

As he put on his shoes, Prefect Yang said, "We'll drink later. I'll go see how they train first."

The servant handed the bowl directly to Prefect Yang's lips. "You should drink the porridge first. If you faint again, Miss Qian and Young Master Eighteen will laugh at you."

Prefect Yang: "..." Yesterday was truly embarrassing! "Are you asking for a beating?"

"I didn't want to say this, but if I didn't, you definitely wouldn't drink it. Doctor Chang said that if you get dizzy again, it will damage your health."

Prefect Yang reluctantly accepted the porridge. He really needed to be more careful. If he were in better health, he wouldn't have fainted so easily yesterday, and several times at that. "Go get me some more food."

"Alright!" Some scars just need to be exposed.

After the servant brought the food, Prefect Yang ate it before heading to the backyard.

Upon arriving at the backyard, Prefect Yang increasingly felt that Xiaogou Sheng and Shiba were quite capable.

When Wei Chenglin saw Prefect Yang arrive, he stopped and walked towards him. "Brother Yang."

Prefect Yang was taken aback. "Who are you?"

"I am Wei Chenglin."

Prefect Yang could hardly believe his eyes. "How did you become like this? You abandoned your literary pursuits for the military?"

"No. I'm just exercising with my son."

Prefect Yang looked at Wei Chenglin carefully. "This isn't just a little training; you've gone straight from a scholar to a warrior."

Wei Chenglin smiled. "You should also exercise more. Whether you're an official or doing academic work, you need to be in good health."

Prefect Yang blushed. "You know about yesterday's events?"

"Yes. Miss Dong really does resemble a fairy."

Prefect Yang's face turned even redder. "Um, why do I think I heard girls exercising too?"

"The girls are in another courtyard."

"I thought I misheard. You're going to build a women's army?"

"No. Gousheng said that girls should exercise more so they can protect themselves and not hold others back." That's true. "Besides martial arts, what else do they learn?"

"They also studied the Four Books and Five Classics, arithmetic, medicine, carpentry, blacksmithing, farming, embroidery, military strategy, and shipbuilding..."

Wei Chenglin rambled on and on.

Prefect Yang was stunned. "You've included almost every trade. Do you even have that many teachers?"

"Yes, I have."

"How come you have so many teachers?"

"We found them from all over the country. We've basically visited all the famous people from different places."

"...Aren't you just going to take those children back?"

"Of course not."

Why are you teaching them so much? Can they possibly learn it all?

“We can’t keep up with all of them. We offer so many courses so they can know what they’re good at. We also have assessments. If they don’t pass the assessment, we can’t keep putting them off.”

Prefect Yang had originally intended to ask what would happen if everyone wanted to study the Four Books and Five Classics, but now he didn't need to. "How much silver will it cost to undertake such a large-scale project?"

"I don't know about that."

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to finish it because of a lack of funds?"

"Don't worry, we have our own businesses."

"You still have businesses?"

"That's right. Only with an industry can it continue to operate."

Just as Prefect Yang was about to ask who had advised them to acquire property, he saw a familiar figure. Prefect Yang rubbed his eyes. "That...that's Old Master Wen?"

"Hmm." Wei Chenglin hadn't expected that Xiaogou Sheng could invite Old Master Wen. Old Master Wen was someone who had served two emperors.

Prefect Yang: It really is Old Master Wen! "Are there any other officials here who have retired to their hometowns?"

"Yes, I have."

Prefect Yang wanted to ask who it was, but he was afraid that someone similar to Old Master Wen would appear. "Your academy is truly full of hidden talents."

Wei Chenglin smiled. "This academy was jointly established by the Emperor and Miss Qian."

Prefect Yang knew this too, but he always thought the Emperor was just trying to please Miss Dong. "Is your academy managed like the military?"

"Yes. With so many kids, management definitely needs to be in place. Otherwise, it'll be chaos."

Prefect Yang spent the day at the post station. Upon returning, he instructed his officials to cooperate fully.

After making the arrangements, Prefect Yang wrote another letter to Consort Yang.

In the letter, Prefect Yang first told Consort Yang what he had seen and heard at the post station, and then said that the Emperor really wanted to establish an academy, and not just to please Miss Dong.

After receiving the letter, Consort Yang thought for a moment and then summoned her son. "Tell me," she said, "what is your father planning?"

The third prince thought for a moment. “No matter what my father wants to do, we have to arrange for a few people to enter this academy.”

Consort Yang nodded. "Tell me, who does your father think he will appoint as the dean of this academy?"

The Third Prince looked at Prefect Yang's letter again. "Father will probably appoint Old Master Wen as the head of the academy."

Consort Yang touched the ring on her hand. "Old Master Wen is too old."

Does the Third Prince know what his mother is planning? "Who do you want to be the headmaster?"

"Your father-in-law. Your father-in-law is mediocre; he can only manage children."