In the past, when Zhao Bing was in the general's mansion, he always felt that there was not enough time. Except for the days when he was sick, he almost shouted several times in Wang De and then got up reluctantly, in class, practice martial arts, hold meetings, and had to process official documents in the afternoon. He was busy until midnight. At that time, he always thought about how to be lazy. But since he became the emperor, he had already woken up without Wang De's call. Without Yuan Miao's ruler, he could complete his homework according to what he taught. Then he went to the Western Palace to pay homage. Generally, the empress dowager would leave him to share breakfast.

Now, except for the dynasty meeting in the morning and night, they would call Zhao Bing to be a puppet, there was nothing to bother him. On the contrary, Qiongzhou would send a report every ten days. In addition to informing the situation, they would discuss and ask for instructions with him. Deng Guang recommended that he be the Minister of Rites and had his own official duties, and it was not as convenient as before when he entered and left the palace. He always lacked tails behind him. Therefore, for safety reasons, Zhao Bing would send someone to secretly contact him, so he could not attend classes.

In this way, Zhao Bing's leisure time can be said to be a lot of, but he could not leave the palace casually, so he could only wander around his own acre of land. On that day, he was bored and idle. He remembered that before leaving, in order to cover up his ears and ears, and wanted to find some playmates for His Highness, so he chose twenty teenage children from the old camp to join him in the court. And all these days he came, he forgot about them, and then turned around and went to the front yard of the East Palace.

"The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, and the universe is vast and vast..." These children were placed in the row house in the front yard. The people living here were all tragic servants in the palace. The rules in the palace were so good that these people could not walk around without any trouble, so they were very quiet. As soon as Zhao Bing approached, he heard someone reciting the "Thousand Characters" and there were still people studying hard here, which surprised him.

"Your Majesty, it's Chen Dun who is asking the children to read!" Wang De saw His Highness's face full of question marks, leaned over and said softly.

"Oh, this kid can still be a teacher!" Zhao Bing said with some amusement, and he was making trouble in the mansion in the past.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Chen has become much more sensible since he entered the court. He warned those children to be so good that His Majesty is no longer the same as before, and he must abide by the rules and not to embarrass His Majesty. There is nothing in the palace. He was worried that the children would cause trouble, so he taught them to review their homework!" Wang De said with great relief.

"Haha, this is really interesting!" Zhao Bing looked into the room with his feet raised and through the gaps in the window lattice. He saw the children kneeling on the cushion, shaking their heads and shaking their heads and reciting, while Chen Dun sat in front of everyone and led the reading like a teacher.

The sound of books is loud and the childish sound has a unique charm. It was only in this era that Zhao Bing understood what recitation is, which is completely different from reading in modern classrooms. The ancients read books are similar to chanting, and they are somewhat like the rhymes of monks chanting scriptures. It started to sound a little awkward, but listen carefully but it feels different.

"Your Majesty, do you want to go in and take a look?" Wang De asked in a low voice when he saw that His Majesty always had a sneaky meaning by cutting the window, so he always made others feel indecent.

"Shh..." Zhao Bing let him silence, and pulled Wang Deyuan for a few steps before he said, "When you go, please ask someone to clean up the front hall tomorrow and prepare some things for me..."

"Your Majesty, that front hall is a place to discuss matters with the magistrates. Isn't it good to change like this?" Wang De said in embarrassment after hearing this.

"Bad, who would ask me to discuss matters? That's a decoration. It's also idle in such a big place, just use it as a waste." Zhao Bing sneered.

"His Majesty……"

"Don't talk too much. Someone is asking you to ask me, so I asked him to ask me if you don't feel happy or not!" Zhao Bing was a little angry. Not to mention redesigning a room in Qiongzhou, even if he wanted to remove it, it would be a matter of one sentence. If anyone dares to find trouble for such a thing, don't blame him for being angry...

When he returned to the backyard, Zhao Bing entered the study and told the rotating little yellow door that he should not disturb him, but he thought no one would pay attention to him. This was a bit too much. However, he was not at this moment. He wanted to do something that would benefit the present and the future.

"What should I teach them first?" Zhao Bing leaned on the couch with his legs raised, holding a brush in his hand and gestured. He knew that the knowledge he had mastered was hundreds of years ahead of this era. When he got extremely ordinary knowledge, he would be praised as a god's knowledge or regarded as an alien evil saying, so he had to make a proper choice.

Zhao Bing thought that since he came to this world, he would always leave some traces to this world, and leave something to be proud of for future generations, and even some puzzles that are difficult to solve. Thinking that later generations were puzzled by the cross-generational progress of Song Mosheng, he would definitely argue about this on the Internet at that time, and it would be very interesting to be able to become an internet celebrity in a thousand years.

"They don't understand it either, so let's start with the basics!" Zhao Bing was very excited when he suddenly found such an interesting thing. He was very happy for a while and murmured. The binary equations of this era are still extremely profound knowledge. Although the children after entering the mansion after a year of education, they could only know hundreds of characters. The level of addition and subtraction of two digits is equivalent to the level of the second grade of modern primary school. Otherwise, how could Chen Dun's Taoist practice pretend to be big in front of them?

"Then let's start with addition, subtraction, multiplication and division!" Zhao Bing considered the reality. He had a lot of things he could give them, but he had to proceed step by step. He planned to try it first and then add content gradually. As for Chinese, Chen Dun would teach him first and replace him when he had a suitable person. In the eyes of outsiders, the two children were just playing house, which would not arouse others' suspicion, and could also conceal their own attempts.

Zhao Bing spent most of his life from kindergarten to traveling through time. Teaching the second grade of elementary school is not like playing, but thinking that he was doing something unprecedented and may be a big event for no one, he still carefully prepared the "lecture plan". He first planned to start teaching 1, 2, 3, 4... to understand Arabic numerals, and replace the commonly used Chinese characters now, so that it is easy to write and to calculate with a pen. Then when entering the calculation stage, of course, theory must be linked to practice, but if this knowledge is used as soon as possible, you still have to think carefully about it.
Chapter completed!