Chapter 915: spy!

"Brother Ma, after you recruit people, you must immediately organize them to

conduct football rules training, and select a group of people with excellent

training performance to act as coaches. Let's first establish the headquarters

of the Football Federation, and then find a way to work in the states of

Datang. The government sets up the Football Federation branch!"

In the office, Li Zexuan continued.

Ma Zhou nodded and said, "Don't worry, Lord Hou, Ma understands what you

mean~!"

After that, he suddenly remembered something and smiled again: "By the way,

Lord Hou, after the content of your class yesterday was spread through the

"Datang Daily", it caused a very big response in Chang'an City! Especially

your one. It is said that Dr. Liu from the Guozijian School of Mathematical

Sciences did it in person. The needle was thrown 710 times and the thread was

pressed 226 times. The division of the two equals three points and one wire,

one hundred and ninety-two ninety-two. The result you got last time is more

accurate~!"

Li Zexuan was a little surprised at the secret rate. This Dr. Liu actually got

the secret rate. Back then, Buffon proposed the needle-throwing experiment.

The Italian mathematician Lazireni used the needle-throwing experiment to get

the secret rate by coincidence. Now he proposed the needle injection

experiment, and Dr. Liu obtained the secret rate. I have to say that history

is always surprisingly similar, and there are many coincidences in the dark!

"Oh? Then this Dr. Liu is really lucky~!"

Li Zexuan sighed with a calm expression, but Ma Zhou continued excitedly: "Hou

Ye, after Dr. Liu’s results were published, the folk scholars were more

convinced of the other content in the newspaper. Now the reputation of our

Yanhuang Academy is afraid of It's more prosperous~!"

As soon as Ma Zhou's words fell, the bearded man gave Li Zexuan a thoughtful

look, not knowing what was thinking in his heart.

"Master Hou~!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door and Pangfeiji's voice.

Ma Zhou and the bearded guy looked at each other and found an excuse to leave.

They understood that Pang Feiji did not come in directly, but chose to knock

on the door, which meant that there was something to look for Li Zexuan alone.

"Feiji, what's the matter~?"

After the bearded guy left with Ma Zhou, Pang Feiji walked in. Li Zexuan

raised his eyes to look at Brother Ji and asked aloud.

Pang Feiji clasped his fist and said: "Master Hou, his subordinates have

received news that Feng Zhidai was bestowed the title of Weiwei Shaoqing by

his majesty just now, and he also rewarded a mansion. It seems that he is

really going to live in Chang'an. ~!"

"Wei Wei Shaoqing?"

After searching for relevant information in his mind, Li Zexuan said softly:

"It seems that he really came to be a proton!"

Weiwei Temple is one of the nine temples. Weiwei Temple was established in the

Northern Qi Dynasty. Weiwei was renamed Weiweisiqing or Weiweiqing, and his

deputy was called Weiwei Shaoqing. In the Sui and Tang Dynasties, he became a

vacant position, mainly in charge of the ceremonial curtain of the court,

sacrifices, and court meetings, which lasted until the Southern Song Dynasty

was merged into work. unit.

Li Er gave Feng Zhidai such a spare job, and he was deeply afraid that anyone

with a little political mind would be able to figure it out.

"Don't pay attention to this person's news anymore! We only need to manage our

own one-acre three-point land~!"

Li Zexuan recovered from his meditation and said to Brother Ji.

Li Er is definitely not a stupid person. Li Zexuan believes that what he can

think of, Li Er must also be able to think of it, so he feels no need to worry

about it.

Pang Feiji responded: "Yes, Lord Hou~!"

…………………

Outside Miyagi.

At the end of the early morning, Feng Zhidai came out of the palace, and the

guards who followed him to Chang'an saw him quickly greet him.

"Second son, are you okay?"

The black-faced guard headed hurriedly asked.

"Heh~! What can you do with this son? Amu, are you too much fuss now?"

Feng Zhidai chuckled disapprovingly.

The black-faced guard said sternly: "My son, we are in Chang'an now, not in

Lingnan. The subordinates must ensure your safety!"

Feng Zhidai waved his hand helplessly and said, "It's all right! Go to the

post house to pack up, we have a new mansion!"

The black-faced guard agreed.

On the road, Feng Zhidai was sitting in the carriage and overheard the

pedestrians on the road seem to be talking about the same thing. He picked up

the driving window and shouted to the guards outside: "Amu, come here~!"

"My son, what's the matter?"

The black-faced guard named Amu approached the car window and asked.

Feng Zhidai said, "What do the people on the road talking about the needle

injection experiment mean? How do you feel that everyone is talking about

this?"

Amu twisted his eyebrows and replied: "My son, his subordinates have asked

before. What they are talking about is the content of today's "Datang Daily".

It seems that Yong'an Hou has made some amazing discovery!"

""Datang Daily"? Oh, isn't Chang'an City the birthplace of "Datang Daily"?"

Along the way, Feng Zhidai has also seen "Datang Daily" in other prefectures.

This is also due to the help of Taiyuan Wang's family, otherwise he can only

read the newspaper in Chang'an City.

"Amu, send someone to buy a copy of today's "Datang Daily" for my son, go

now~!"

Feng Zhidai ordered again.

"Yes, son~!"

After Amu agreed, he sent someone to buy a newspaper.

After a while, he returned with a copy of "Datang Daily".

Feng Zhidai took the newspaper, and the carriage started again and drove in

the direction of the post house.

After reading today's headline news in the carriage, Feng Zhidai's eyes

suddenly narrowed as he thought of what had just been heard by pedestrians.

"Li Zexuan, Li Zexuan, I have heard of some of your deeds in Lingnan, now that

I have arrived in Chang'an, I have to take this opportunity to learn more

about you!"

Feng Zhidai muttered to himself with deep eyes.

"My son, the post house is here~!"

I don't know how long it took, Amu outside the car knocked on the window and

shouted.

"Well, I got it!"

Feng Zhidai put down the newspaper, raised the driving curtain, and jumped out

of the carriage.

"Amu, follow me!"

Unexpectedly, Feng Zhidai did not rush into the post house, but walked to the

quiet bamboo forest on one side and ordered.

Amu hurriedly followed ~www.mtlnovel.com~Young Master! "

"Well, you recently helped me collect some information about Yonganhou. As

long as it is about him, I want it! The more detailed the better!"

Feng Zhidai held his hands and ordered.

Amu's complexion changed slightly, and he asked, "My son, do you want to..."

Feng Zhidai turned his back to Amu and said, "You don't need to worry about

what I think, let alone know! You must be careful when you spy on the news.

This is Chang'an. Your Majesty has many eyes and ears, so don't let people

notice it! Don't go to Li Zexuan. People around you inquire about his news, so

easy to be exposed, understand?"

Amu clasped his fist and said: "The subordinate understands! The son is at

ease, the subordinate will not cause you trouble~!"

………………………

()

Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. Mobile

version reading URL: