Lu Xiangjun pulled Li Keqing to see Ma Zhou, the wine sacrificer of Chang'an Maritime Academy.
Ma Zhou has now taken office. Last autumn, Chang'an Maritime Academy was basically ready and the number of students had almost been recruited.
The first batch of students at Chang'an Maritime Academy were different from those at Chang'an Academy.
The main source of students is the descendants of military lieutenants. Navy generals from various departments in the south of the Yangtze River sent their children to Chang'an Maritime Academy to enroll, and it was quickly filled with students.
The students are all teenagers between the ages of ten and fifteen, and the study period is between three and five years, with changes depending on the situation.
Ma Zhou and others also took great pains in teaching the subjects.
Since it is a maritime academy, naturally it cannot all imitate Chang'an Academy.
However, the basic subjects are definitely the same. This is essential basic education for every student to be literate, sensible, and moral.
It's just that most of the people who came out of the Maritime Academy want to serve the country by joining the army. The direction of their knowledge accumulation is different from that of the students in the academy. After completing the basic subjects, they no longer need to study the Four Books and Five Classics in depth, but all kinds of military books and battles.
Strategies, troop formations, etc.
The next detail is the key point. The Maritime Academy is not preparing talents for the army. They will eventually go on board ships.
So sailing, piloting, water warfare, and building ships, docks, docks, etc.
Last year, Ma Zhou and the people from the south were discussing these matters.
In the past year, Ma Zhou's knowledge of the navy has improved by leaps and bounds, especially since he followed a group of old boatmen to build a dock next to the artificial lake and built several more boats.
From the selection of materials, to construction, to completion, Ma Zhou stayed at every step and practiced himself very hard. He even found the feeling he had when he was studying hard and trying to get ahead.
Ma Zhou has also learned a lot about water warfare. It can be said that if you send him to Donglai now, maybe he can treat him as a naval general.
Of course, what is more likely to be staged is the contemporary version of Zhao Kuo’s birth story.
However, Comrade Ma Zhou, who loves learning, is a good comrade. He has really worked hard and spent a lot of effort on Chang'an Maritime Academy.
If someone else came here, how could he be so attentive?
If you look at Chang'an Academy, you will know that there are not many people who run the school carefully. Some regard the academy as a place to avoid disasters, some want to become famous here, some just want to enter the library to browse books, and some use the academy as a place to avoid disasters.
The position is used as a ladder for advancement.
All these things are actually nothing. You can do something if you ask for something. However, there are very few people who have ideas about running a school. They almost all rely on the court's strategy. In the words of later generations, they lack subjective initiative.
No matter how you guide it, it's not very meaningful. The main reason is obvious. There is a layer between the academy and the officialdom. It's not as formal as the official background.
Ma Zhou also wanted to become an official, but his background was too low and he was used to suffering. Once he saw hope, his enthusiasm was unmatched by the children of the family.
The most pragmatic thing he did during the establishment of Chang'an Maritime Academy was that last year, he roughly produced the teaching materials for the Maritime Academy.
It was compiled almost entirely from scratch.
Needless to say, the world's attention to maritime affairs is completely blank in this regard. There are some books that can be used for reference, but at most they describe overseas customs and customs. They can only be used as extracurricular readings during teaching and lack practical use.
What the Maritime Academy needs are professional books...
Ma Zhou thought about this and felt that it was really difficult, but he was very ambitious. He believed that the more difficult it was for the predecessors to set foot on the land, the easier it would be to cultivate it. Looking at the current direction of the court, the harvest in the future would definitely be considerable.
So I had the idea of daring to be the first in the world.
First, the subjects of the academy were divided, and then some craftsmen who were proficient in craftsmanship, veterans who were familiar with water warfare, shipwrights who had been to the sea, etc. were selected from among the people.
They gathered them together in one place, and some scribes were brought over. Everyone dictated it, and the scribes recorded it, creating a messy pile of first drafts.
For this reason, he also begged the disciples of He Chou, Duke of Pi State, and wanted someone to compile the first draft into a volume.
The Duke of Pi State, He Chou, could not take care of this. He Chou's work was about to be completed, and He Chou was also busy with his work. He was carefully reviewing it with his disciples and others and making final corrections.
Ma Zhou waited for a while, but couldn't wait any longer, so he requested an edict and transferred supervisors to officials from Taichang Temple and the Ministry of Works. After more than half a year, he finally managed to compile several teaching materials.
To be honest, what most scholars today lack is the experience, courage and patience to do such things.
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At the Chang'an Maritime Academy Jijiu Office, Lu Xiangjun and Li Keqing met Ma Jijiu.
While exchanging greetings, Ma Zhou smiled and said, "I have been famous for Lu Lezheng for a long time. I am very lucky to see him today."
Lord Lu Xiang said: "I'm afraid I forgot about the wine ceremony. We have met once..."
Ma Zhou was not embarrassed. He tied up his hands and invited the guests and said: "Come on, come on, sit down and talk. How could I forget? Last year I sang the song "High Mountains and Flowing Waters", and the sound still lingers in my ears. The music really hurts me."
Ma Zhou's appearance was not striking, but he dealt with it calmly. A rather bland compliment made the two famous prostitutes laugh.
Li Keqing looked at Ma Zhou curiously from the side and said to himself that this man didn't look very good, he didn't have much momentum, and he couldn't be said to be graceful. He was quite interesting in what he said. If he was in Jiangling, he would be a good guest.
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After sitting down, someone offered tea. Ma Zhou then looked at Li Keqing and said, "Is this Mr. Li?"
Li Keqing immediately stood up and bowed, "It's the slave's family. Ke Qing is so polite."
Ma Zhouxu gave him a hand and said, "Don't be too polite. It's troublesome to invite everyone from Li to write this time... I have a lot of things to do here, so I won't be polite to you two."
His Royal Highness the King of Wu is far away overseas, and there is only one statue to copy. You can tell me what you need, but there is only one thing you need. It needs to be painted more elegantly, but it can't cover up the majesty of the King of Wu. Do you think it's okay, everyone?"
On the way here, Lu Xiangjun finally told Li Keqing the whole story.
The reason why I told the truth now was definitely not because I wanted to surprise my plastic best friend, but because I wanted to show my priorities and enjoy the pleasure of controlling Li Keqing's fate. It was really a bad idea.
Li Keqing has a clear mind and a sophisticated sense of human nature, so he understands this. Apart from a few slanderous words, what came out of his mouth was a series of thanks.
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This matter is still the beginning and end of Lingyan Pavilion.
Lingyan Pavilion has not yet been built, but the characters who can enter it have been roughly determined, and Wu King Li Fuwei is one of them.
Mainly because Du Fuwei performed so well and won Li Po's heart, he was appointed by the emperor to be worshiped in Lingyan Pavilion.
Dou Jiande is not so lucky...
As a close confidant of the King of Wu, Ma Zhou immediately sent a letter to Du Fuwei after receiving the news. They corresponded for several months before Du Fuwei's reply was sent back to Ma Zhou.
Du Fuwei was naturally happy and grateful. In addition to writing a letter of thanks to the court, he secretly mentioned his request in a letter to his cronies.
He wanted to find a great painter to paint his portrait better, preferably a southerner, because the last time he painted a portrait, he felt that the painters in Chang'an were painting portraits of people, upright and upright, but they could not depict the king of Wu.
Charm?
This matter made Ma Zhou very upset. The portraits on the Lingyan Pavilion should have been painted by people from Taichang Temple. How could it be allowed to be manipulated by oneself?
So he went to Taichang Temple and asked in person. The people in Taichang Temple were a little confused after hearing this. They really didn't expect that someone would have such a request.
However, those who can enter Lingyan Pavilion are not ordinary people. The officials of Taichang Temple did not dare to refuse easily. After some discussion, everyone decided to report to the Menxia Province.
Li Po knew this little thing and just waved his hand to settle it. He didn't want to make Lingyan Pavilion look like an ancestral hall or a temple.
So Ma Zhou had to go to Taichang Temple to find a suitable painter in his busy schedule.
It happened that Mr. Lu Xiang had nothing to do and went to work in Taichang Temple. After hearing the news, he had an idea and found someone to recommend Li Keqing to Ma Zhou.
It sounds quite complicated, but in fact it was just like the office workers of later generations, you came and I did some private work.
Li Keqing is naturally very willing to do such good things that cannot be found even with a lantern. If it were not recommended by Mr. Lu Xiang, how could she, a prostitute, be the one to write the book?
There are some flaws in this matter, but Ma Zhou was really lacking in skills and did not dare to entrust this matter to others. Moreover, it was not easy to find a great painter from the south of the Yangtze River in Chang'an.
So he could only comfort himself that Lu Xiangjun had a special status, and Mrs. Chu was standing behind him. The person recommended by her should not be talked about by others.
Moreover, King Wu has always been free and easy in his behavior. When he heard that the person who painted his portrait was a famous prostitute from the south of the Yangtze River, he might even smile crookedly. Even if the news spread, it would still be considered a good story... right?
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Ma Zhou is indeed very busy right now, and he is interrupted several times while talking.
Fortunately, there were no accidents such as the dock collapsed or the ship capsized. Ma Zhou then took out a portrait of King Wu and showed it to Li Keqing, and ordered someone to bring him pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Well, it was similar to an interview. Li Keqing was very uncomfortable with the vigorous and resolute process, and became nervous all of a sudden.
So she lost her courtesan demeanor and hurried closer to the portrait, pondering the brushstrokes and tones. In fact, she knew at a glance that this portrait was painted by a famous artist. The brushstrokes were rigorous, the tones were bright, and the graceful and majestic features were truly non-Southern.
Human painters are comparable.
After looking at it for a long time, Li Keqing sighed secretly, this matter is not easy to handle.
In fact, the rest is pretty good. She has been immersed in painting for many years and her skills have already been mastered. Painters from the north and the south have different styles and have their own strengths. She is not afraid of being compared. The main reason is that she has never seen a real person and only relied on a portrait.
Characters are likely to be specious and unsatisfactory.
Looking at Li Keqing's expression, Lu Xiangjun gradually became nervous. He thought to himself, you are such a stubborn bastard, you won't be beaten, right?
