This trip to Zhejiang is not so easy.

One million taels of silver, the emperor said it was easy, but the Ministry of Revenue couldn't come up with it.

Ever since Song Jianming was beaten with a cane by the emperor, he has been recuperating at home, imitating the emperor's behavior. All matters in the household department are now handled by Yan Jiuyuan, the chief minister of the cabinet.

But Mr. Yan, he can be the chief minister and is a good at balancing the forces of all parties, but he does not seem to be very good at being the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs. Coupled with a heavy snowfall in the winter and the emperor's eldest grandson's fooling around, last year's household affairs

The department's revenue and expenditure account books are as rotten as a piece of shit.

Not to mention one million taels, but if you take out five hundred thousand taels, your hands will shake three times.

Besides, the emperor had no idea how much it cost to build a navy. In fact, except for the thief His Highness Prince Su and the bad old man Chen Laoguo, no one in the court knew how much it would cost to build a functional navy.

How much.

While the Ministry of Finance was still arguing with His Highness Prince Jing over the one million taels of military expenses, the emperor's eldest grandson, Li Sheng, suffered his second thrilling assassination since his birth. Fortunately, his fourth uncle was protecting him to the death.

This time he still narrowly escaped death.

But this matter has nothing to do with Prince Su. Zhejiang is the territory of the Duke of Jing. No matter how you think it happened, it was all done by the old man of the Duke of Jing. However, the old man pretended to be innocent and insisted that this was a conspiracy of the Duke of Su.

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Prince Su, who was still guarding the imperial mausoleum, blinked his peach blossom eyes with slight crow's feet but still full of charm, showing that he was innocent.

Things would not end that easily. Only a few days later, the fifth prince Xin Wang was assassinated. His life was not worried, but his face was disfigured.

For such a big matter, the emperor actually pretended to be deaf and mute and continued to retreat to recuperate, as if he was tormented by several princes.

Concubine Chen went crazy and ran outside the Yangxin Hall with disheveled hair and cried loudly, but she still could not see the emperor.

Only half a month later, everyone in the capital received news that more than a dozen guards including Daning Guard, Datong Guard, Guangning Guard, Tianjin Guard, etc. were dispatching troops to the capital to assemble.

In late September, Song Qingyue felt it was time to reopen school.

I took the existing teachers of the book school to rank the final exam papers from a few months ago according to their scores, and roughly divided the students into the fast and slow classes for the imperial examinations, and the general fast and slow classes for ordinary classes.

class.

There are four classes in total.

In fact, in her previous life, many parents opposed the class system, saying that it would dampen teachers' enthusiasm for teaching and undermine students' self-confidence. However, Song Qingyue felt that asking students with different progress to sit together and listen to lectures would be a life-threatening experience.

It's easy to teach, but students who learn quickly think it's a waste of time. It's hard to teach quickly, and slow learners can't keep up. Both sides suffer, so it's better to study separately. People's IQs and the speed of accepting knowledge are inherently different.

Likewise, if we acknowledge differences and teach students in accordance with their aptitude, everyone can feel more relaxed.

Of course, the school is still small, and there are only two scholars in the imperial examination class, so there is no problem of imbalance of teachers.

After dividing the classes, Song Qingyue gathered everyone again to discuss the teaching plan for the next school year.

Song Qingyue proposed to set the next semester on the first day of October to the first day of March next year.

During the busy farming season after the first day of March, students can go home to help farm the fields, and there is another 20-year New Year's holiday from New Year's Day to the Lantern Festival.

Niu Hesheng objected and said: "Prince Princess, I know you don't want students to lose their ability to farm because of studying. But to be honest, most of the people who come to study in our school are city dwellers, and they work at home doing crafts.

Let’s talk about some aunts in our alley. When their children are on holiday, they have to stay at home to take care of them. On the contrary,

If it is not convenient for them to do other things, it is better not to have a holiday, or we only have half-day classes, and for the remaining half-day, if they want to go home to help take care of the business, or learn a craft, let them go home, and the remaining age

Children who are young and cannot do any work and need someone to take care of them should stay in the school and we will take care of them. What do you think?"

Song Qingyue thought about it and felt it made sense, nodded, and asked: "If we build another book school at the foot of Baoen Temple, will there be farmers coming to take classes?"

Niu Hesheng said: "Most of the land around the capital has been occupied by the rich and powerful. There are few farmers and they are all tenants. I'm afraid..." He paused mid-sentence and seemed to have changed his mind. "It's not necessarily that they are unwilling to come, but most of them are tenants."

The farm is quite far from your place. For example, when I was studying, I lived in the academy. If room and board were provided free of charge, there would probably be many people willing to come, but in this case, your expenses would be...

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Song Qingyue felt that what he said made sense. As expected, people like Niu Hesheng with rich experience in grassroots life should be consulted on such matters.

She thought about it carefully and said cautiously: "I'll go back and think about it. Let's talk about this book school in the city first. As Mr. Niu just said, there are only half-day classes a day and no holidays during the busy farming season. What objections do you have?"

Song Chenfei is the son of Shangshufu, and the rest are all maids of the palace, so they really don't have any idea about this.

So Song Qingyue made the decision and said: "Okay, then we will do it according to Mr. Niu's method. But the monthly exam still has to be taken. So we need to unify the teaching content."

The two imperial examination classes were discussed by Niu Hesheng and Song Chenfei. For the ordinary literacy class, Song Qingyue took Mo Hen, Mo Lan, Yuping, and Yuxiang to draw up the general teaching scope and the teaching progress of the fast and slow classes.

In the so-called imperial examination class, you need to learn the relevant content of the imperial examination, learn to write in traditional Chinese characters, and also study the Four Books and Five Classics, as well as the eight-part essay.

The ordinary fast class and slow class are for Song Qingyue to train more talents for her future factory career. They learn how to write simplified Chinese characters, how to draw tables, write work reports, as well as mathematics and accounting.

Originally, Song Qingyue wanted everyone to learn Chinese Pinyin, but that was not feasible in this era.

The so-called Mandarin of this era has a very different pronunciation from the later Mandarin that is closer to the northern dialect. It is a Jianghuai sub-dialect, commonly known as Nanjing Mandarin. Many of the raised tongue sounds in later Mandarin are pronounced with flat tongue sounds, and there is no distinction between front and back nasal sounds in later Mandarin.

It has to be so clear.

Song Qingyue was born in the Yangtze River Delta region in her previous life, so she felt very familiar with the Mandarin of the Zhou Dynasty, and her pronunciation was more friendly to southerners.

There is no unified standard pronunciation across the country. The ancient method of expressing pronunciation using cut sounds can also be pronounced differently due to different dialects in different places. Song Qingyue does not understand that, but Niu Hesheng and Song Chenfei both understand cut sounds. Song Qingyue

Let them teach the children according to their own methods.

As long as everyone can understand each other when communicating, we can't ask everyone to speak standard "Mandarin", so Song Qingyue later abandoned Hanyu Pinyin.

That thing is too impractical in this era.

Various operational symbols and Arabic numerals in mathematical formulas are retained, but ABCD and Greek letters are all replaced by A, B, C, D and even some radicals. In short, how can we make it easier for everyone to accept it?

Yuxiang and Yujing teach slow classes, mainly teaching writing and Mandarin.

The mathematics content of the slow class is simple and taught by Mo Lan, while the more difficult mathematics and accounting subjects are taught by Mo Hen.

Of course, if students from the imperial examination class are interested in auditing mathematics classes, Song Qingyue also welcomes them.

Welcome, but not forced.

In addition, health and hygiene courses are required for all classes.

There is no need for too many health and hygiene classes, just four or five classes. The main purpose is to educate everyone to pay attention to personal hygiene and health. When you are healthy, you can do more work, do more things, earn more money, and save medical expenses.

Song Qingyue believes that this course is as important as teaching literacy and arithmetic, and is very helpful in improving the quality of people's lives.

There are ready-made teaching materials for arithmetic classes, but Song Qingyue still needs to use his brain to compile the teaching materials for health and hygiene classes.

At the end of September, Xiong Daneng took people and went door to door to inform the school about the reopening of the school on the first day of October. There were some students who lived far away. Feng Jin took the initiative to take over the task of informing the students in other places.

Song Qingyue was no longer too lazy to think about what was wrong with Feng Jin. He had more than a hundred Jin Yiwei labor force under him. It was really a pity that she was under surveillance for so many days.

As for the parents of the students, when they heard that the school in the south of the city was about to start school again, they just wanted to celebrate by beating gongs and drums!

The little nuisance at home can finally be sent to school again!

Neighbors in this area in the south of the city are also happy. The tenants are finally coming back! The mortgage pressure can also be reduced.

Song Qingyue thought about the teaching content of the health class and returned to Baoen Temple. Before going to bed, Xiong Daneng brought back news from the cave.

Song Qingyue was already lying down at that time. When she heard news from the cave, she immediately put on her clothes and got up.

"Is there any news? Where is the prince?" There was an urgency in her tone that she was not even aware of.

Xiong Daneng was ashamed, and only handed the engineering drawings to Song Qingyue, saying: "No... no news about the prince. He only said that when using collodion to test the ray-bore cannon, the shells would roll and fly around, and they couldn't solve the problem in the cave.

The masters have been thinking about it for more than half a month, but they haven't come up with a solution. They don't know where the problem lies. I can only ask you. The masters said that only you, Crown Princess, can solve it."

Hearing that that damn Li Zhao still didn't write to her, Song Qingyue snorted unhappily and rolled her eyes.

She unfolded the drawing of the rifled gun, and at a glance she knew that the gun was inspired by the rifled gun, and it looked quite decent!

She glanced at the notes made by the masters and some of the conjectures made by the masters. Song Qingyue smiled slightly, and she was indeed thinking in the wrong direction.

The problem with the cannonballs rolling around in the air after being fired does not lie in the spiral rifling, barrel length or caliber, but in the shape of the cannonballs.

First, because the size of the cannonball is too small, the shell of the shell cannot fully match the rifling, resulting in insufficient rotation speed after the shell is fired. Therefore, a soft metal band with a diameter slightly larger than the caliber of the bore is needed to surround the bottom of the shell to make the shell better.

The second is that turbulence will be formed at the tail of the cannonball during flight, interfering with the flight trajectory, causing the cannonball to roll and run randomly due to the interference of air resistance in the middle.

The problem of tail turbulence is not obvious on smaller bullets, but it is particularly annoying on larger cannonballs. It is inevitable that craftsmen who have no idea about fluid mechanics would not think of it.

Song Qingyue immediately took out the paper and slightly modified the shape of the cannonball, that is, on the tail, he drew an inward-contracting slope shape, and then drew a narrow ring at the widest part of the cannonball, and marked that it must be made of soft material.

He made the ring out of pure copper, then threw the drawing back to Xiong Daneng and said: "Take this back, they will understand it at a glance."

"This, this is solved?!" Xiong Daneng couldn't believe it.

"Well, it's solved. It's not a big problem." Song Qingyue yawned and went back to sleep.

Xiong Daneng turned to look at his boss, Zeng Maozhi. He probably didn't know that his boss had become a die-hard fan of the Crown Princess. Zeng Maozhi didn't doubt the Crown Princess's ability to solve this problem. He scolded without hesitation: "You

What nonsense are you talking about? Why don’t you hurry up and get ready! Watch out for Feng Jin’s people on the road!”

"I know! You won't be discovered. That's what I do, young master!"

Xiong Daneng went out proudly.

Secret guard, secret guard, he finally regained the feeling of a serious secret guard!

He should be doing this kind of sneaky thing in the dark, instead of picking up dung and chopping wood under the sun all day long!

The next day, while Song Qingyue was thinking about the content of the health and hygiene class in her mind, she began to make arrangements for building a boarding school at the foot of the mountain.
To be continued...