Seeing others awarding merits outside, Pan Jixun felt itchy in his heart. But he is a third-rank senior official, who dares to award merits to him?

Even if Mr. Zhao was solemn and dared to award a medal to the third rank with the seventh rank, Pan Jixun could not accept it. He was Ding You.

But if you say a thousand words, if others have them or not, the baby will be unhappy.

Looking at the gold medal lying quietly on the blue velvet lining, Pan Jixun was happy and hummed:

“Rare.”

"Don't listen to him, he thought you had forgotten him." But his second brother exposed his arrogant appearance.

"How could it be? Zhongcheng has made great contributions and no one can compare!" Zhao Hao did not make fun of Lao Pan, but clasped his fists at him and said:

"Without you, you always ignored your illness, came to Kunshan to guide the flood control, and the dike would collapse in June, so where would there be a future?"

"Without you, you always work hard, face the wind and rain, personally measure the embankment and design the embankment. How could we know how to repair this embankment?"

"Without you always strictly checking and trying it out, how can we know what kind of cement ratio is the most suitable? How can we repair the embankment quickly and easily?"

"Okay, OK, don't put a high hat on me." Pan Jixun's face turned red with a praising, and his nose was still sour. He hurriedly lowered his head in concealment, picked up the medal made of pure gold, and held back his appetite and looked at it carefully.

"This is a unique one, dedicated to the unique Mr. Pan." Zhao Hao said with a smile.

The Pan brothers widened their eyes and saw that the medal made of pure gold was surrounded by an abstract embankment, but the map of Kunshan County was replaced by the white jade flower pattern. The four words "United to the World" also became the "Kunshan Hero" in seal script!

Behind the medal is also engraved with ten regular characters, "The people of Kunshan will never forget."

"You kid, you like to make these new tricks." Pan Jixun smiled and scolded, patted his chest and said, "Come on."

"Ah?" Zhao Hao returned without reaction.

"Put it on me." Pan Jixun rolled his eyes and said, "It's boring to wear it too much?"

"It's the honor of the younger generation." Zhao Hao suddenly realized, and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, picked up the medal of "Kunshan Hero", and solemnly put it on Pan Jixun's chest.

"Hahahaha!" Pan Jixun quickly asked his second brother to take it in a mirror and look left and right, feeling that he was great.

He also stood up and put on his hospital gown, taking two steps with his head held high and his belly was so sagging. It seemed as if he had regained the feeling of wearing an official robe for the first time that year.

"Oh, these legs are quite straight." Zhao Hao said with relief when he saw this.

"The miracle doctor is a miracle doctor. It's only been twenty days since then." Mr. Pan said happily: "Dr. Li said that he will be discharged from the hospital in the next few days, just go home and take care of himself slowly."

As he said that, he lowered his voice and said, "Please advise him to go back to Huzhou, I will listen to you for this stubborn person."

"I'm cured, why are you going back?" Pan Jixun's ears pointedly and he heard it. "This disease has been delayed for more than 20 days? Second brother, you'd better go back by yourself."

"There's no hurry here. Didn't you hear it? Before the third phase of the project, Kunnan has to do a month of epidemic prevention." Zhao Hao advised: "Zhongcheng should go back and recuperate for a while, so that the family can rest assured."

"Well..." Pan Jixun thought.

Zhao Hao said again: "And I will be away for a while."

"What are you going to do?" asked Mr. Pan.

"Go and see your apprentice." Zhao Hao smiled and said, "The two children are so pitiful. Don't worry about the bad things that are good at being masters."

"Okay, I'll go back for a few days." Pan Jixun agreed and said to his second brother: "It just happened to bring Jingyang and the others to study."

Jingyang is Pan Zhongyan's eldest son. He smiled bitterly when he heard this, "You haven't asked Mr. Zhao yet."

"What's the point of asking about this? His disciples are all Yang generation, and our children are also Yang generation. This kid should be cheaper." Pan Jixun glared at Zhao Hao and said, "Right?"

"Uh, yes, yes, I want it all." Zhao Hao smiled happily when he heard this, "It's time to open the school, of course we welcome high-quality students."

Without Pan Jixun's words, he had already coveted the nineteenth son of the Pan family.

In fact, Mr. Zhao never forgot his education career.

He has always believed that for the education industry, especially elite education, the quality of students is the lifeline.

Only by attracting high-quality students can you ensure that your school’s Tsinghua and Peking University rate is far ahead of the country.

However, the school is in Kunshan, and the enrollment will definitely be affected.

How could Mr. Zhao just wait for the rabbit? At critical moments, he had to put down his cold posture and take the initiative to attack.

He had already negotiated that Ba Jun of Wang Shizhen's family, Wang Xijue's son, several children of the Hua family, and almost twenty or thirty scholars in the county, and they were just waiting to officially enter the school.

Zhao Hao had heard Pan Jixun's eldest son Pan Dafu say that he had nineteen brothers. And his uncle and second uncle have been teaching them carefully.

How could Mr. Zhao miss this good opportunity to expand the team? He wants to take the blame.

After the negotiations were made for the 19th son of the Pan family to enter the school, Zhao Hao asked Mr. Pan with a smile again, "Senior is interested, are you here to our academy?"

"This..." Pan Zhongqiu was stunned when he heard this and asked hesitantly: "Do I need to study too?"

He passed the Jinshi thirty years ago. Is it necessary to relive his old dreams?

"Well, where did you want to go? I'm asking, are you always interested? Are you here to teach?" Zhao Hao was sweating.

"Teacher..." Pan Zhongqiu breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he was thinking that way.

After a while, he thought about it. Instead of watching his nephews and nephews be poached, he might as well follow them to Yufeng Academy, so that he can not only continue to teach his nephews and nephews, but also have more students.

Sometimes, by changing your mind, you can get out of the predicament of life.

"Then I'm considering..." But the Pan family's ancestral arrogance was not allowed to agree at once.

"Okay, second brother, stop pretending, hurry up." His younger brother didn't give him a chance to be reserved and said revenge: "Didn't you want me to ask the day before yesterday? Do you still need someone to teach in the academy?"

"Of course I need it." Zhao Hao smiled happily when he heard this: "The academy is missing such a magic needle as the old senior."

The school building of Yufeng Academy is under construction. Zhao Hao temporarily borrowed a small courtyard in the county government as a classroom, asking Li Zhi to come once a day to teach the students at night.

Although Zhang Jian and Jiao Hong, a talented Nanjing man named Jiao, are both future famous teachers, they are obviously unable to control the situation at the moment, so they can only be assistant teachers and supervise their fellow teachers to complete the homework assigned by Professor Li.

The weak faculty of academy is always a big hidden danger.

It is just because the students focus on various paperwork in the yamen and have no time to divide their studies, so they can barely deal with it at this time.

But if they keep working for the county, it will affect the academy's Tsinghua and Peking University rate. That is the lifeblood of the academy for a long time.

So when the academy is officially completed, the disciples will have to focus their main energy on their studies. At that time, they really need a respected senior like Mr. Pan to take charge.
Chapter completed!