Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 967 Academic Department
“So, I can’t choose it myself.”

"Then what do you want to choose?" Phaethon asked him.

"If I could choose, I would choose the Department of Mathematics."

"Mathematics Department? Are you related to the mathematics department?" Phaethon looked him up and down.

Having known Shangluo for such a long time, she has a fairly full understanding of Shangluo's achievements.

In short, it was just ordinary good. She didn't know what Shangluo was like before, but when she officially dealt with Shangluo, Shangluo was already a god. It was child's play to use the wisdom of a god to deal with ordinary high school questions.

But Phaethon had not discovered Shangluo's talent for research for so long. He did have a talent for craftsmanship, and he was very good at making all kinds of magical instruments and artifacts. Although the two of them had some overlap in their abilities in "executing plans", based on his intuition, Shangluo was not suitable for academic research.

"I just think math is cool? I guess."

"Are you a high school student? Do you want to decide your major just because it's 'cool'?" Phaethon thought for a moment.
"Choosing a major is a science. But if I ask you to choose for me, according to our custom, I should help you choose liberal arts."

"Liberal Arts? What is that?"

"Artes liberales, or 'the art of the free man', or 'citizen education', originated in ancient Athens. Citizens here refer specifically to true Romans. It was a special degree in Rome, and applicants were generally Roman citizens."

"So what can you do with this?"

"I can't do anything." Phaethon shook his head. "'The Arts of Freemen' do not involve any practical affairs, but only knowledge related to citizens. It is roughly the three studies and four arts - literature, history, logic, as well as arithmetic, astronomy, geography and aesthetics. I learn each one, but each one is not learned in depth."

"Ah" Shangluo thought about it, but he couldn't ask anything because he still didn't know what the use of learning this thing was.

"I'll give you an example and you'll understand - if you want to order a painting, how do you order it? How do you use your professional qualities to accurately express your requirements to the painter - Boya Academy teaches this."

"Ah!" Shangluo understood that this was the art of learning how to be the client. "Anything else?"

"For example, if someone gives you a contract to sign, are you able to fully understand it and find the omissions in it? Liberal Arts teaches you this. If someone hands you a financial statement, are you able to make a comprehensive assessment of its authenticity? Liberal Arts teaches you this. And the most important thing is, when you go to dinner with other elders, and your discussion ranges from astronomy and geography to the ancient and modern East, can you talk about everything all the way without stopping? Liberal Arts, you need to learn this."

"It seems that they are indeed training clients. I know why only 'Roman citizens' study this subject. Because they really have a lot of orders to place."

"Don't you have a lot of orders to place now? It's just right for you to learn this - so if you ask me for advice, this is my suggestion. But since Elder Wen wants to guide you personally, he should have a better plan."

"I'm very surprised. Why does he have time to be a professor at the Imperial College when he is a cabinet minister? Does he really teach?"

Shangluo asked Han Xingsi this question.

"Mr. Wen really teaches classes." Han Xingsi replied, "Every Friday morning, Mr. Wen has a large class in the lecture hall of the History Department. He teaches the course "Ancient History Selections". In addition, occasionally on Wednesdays and Tuesdays, he has joint courses with other professors. For example, on Tuesday, he is responsible for teaching the second half of the "Study of the Code of Ceremonies" in a semester, and on Wednesday, he teaches three classes of "Exegesis". " "He really teaches classes!" Shangluo thought that Mr. Wen was just a figurehead. Unexpectedly, he actually teaches so many classes? Sometimes he has three classes a week. For a cabinet minister like him, this is already a great effort.

"But he never teaches group research for annual papers and graduation theses. Do you understand?" Han Xingsi looked at him. "I saw on the schedule that your course has been decided, and he will be the one teaching it. Mr. Wen will give you a private lesson every Tuesday morning, and you will have a lot of fun."

"I seem to have some impression of this. Is it about studying how to write a paper? And then it is usually a group discussion, and the students choose the professor. Each professor guides them from their own professional direction?"

"You know a lot, it seems you have understood it - but you are not in a group discussion, just you. Mr. Wen, just you. He specially set aside Tuesday morning for this, and he does it every week. You are so lucky."

"Then this blessing is for you, do you want it?"

"I want it, of course I want it! Elder Wen specially teaches you a class. Apart from anything else, he has set aside time to govern this empire for you. Although I know that Shangluo, you are also very capable, but this blessing is a huge blessing for me."

"Forget it, I'll just accept this blessing." Although it's hard to say whose time is more valuable, his or Elder Wen's, it's good to spend time communicating with Elder Wen. There are many things to talk about in the court and the heaven, and using class time can save time for each other's meetings.

"He also arranged your other classes. But there's something strange." Han Xingsi thought about it, "I found that many credits of required courses were actually counted for you. You only have classes on Tuesdays and Fridays every week. Maybe Elder Wen will add a little more credits for you later, but probably not too much. I'm saying, how busy are you?"

"It's good enough that he can come to class." Han Xingzhi shook his head and said, "When he was in high school, he was absent for a week or a month. I don't know how the school let him get his diploma."

As he spoke, he suddenly looked to the side and stared at that direction for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Shangluo asked him.

"I seemed to see a figure. It seemed to be Wen Yuan? I remember that he didn't take the Imperial College entrance exam."

"Are you sure?" Shangluo picked up the phone and asked -

"Did you see me?" Wen Yuan replied, "Oh, you guys are here to visit the school today, right? That's great. Shangluo, come over here, I need your help. Something was stolen from your school."

"What is this? Do we need Jinyiwei to deal with it?"

"A bottle of red spirit fluid is missing from the vending machine! I only discovered it when I was restocking it this morning, and I don't know when it was stolen. The vending beans in the vending machine said that no one came to buy it, but there is a sales record in the change bean area, and the change was actually found out!"

"what?"

"I've sent you the coordinates. I'll be standing next to this vending machine waiting for you."

(End of this chapter)