The quarrel between Song Lian and Qian Yongren ended in an anticlimax. Zhu Yuanzhang gave it three days, and Li Shanchang went to present it once, but nothing happened.
Not to mention that since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, from the establishment of the Zhu Group to the present, this kind of thing has not happened.
The government and the public are silent, and people are panicked.
Even if he decided to go to the Northern Expedition, he would never do it like this.
How could a small Fudan school be like this?
Zhu Yuanzhang was unhappy, and Empress Ma was worried. The huge pressure and solemn atmosphere could even affect the prince Zhu Biao. It was rare that after the morning class, Zhu Biao did not run away to play, but stayed and stared at him with inquiring eyes.
By Song Lian.
"Your Highness, you, you are still too young, you don't need to know these things." Song Lian wondered.
Zhu Biao puffed up his cheeks and said angrily: "Then, does Academician Song want me to be an unfilial person?"
Song Lian was shocked, "Why is this so?"
"My father and mother are both angry. My husband is still in Shandong, so he is being criticized. I am still confused and don't understand anything. If it's not unfilial, what is it?"
"Does anyone dare to talk about Zhang Xiang?" Song Lian was surprised and hurriedly leaned over and asked: "Your Highness, you can't talk nonsense!"
"I'm not talking nonsense, it's just that some people are talking about it, saying that Prime Minister Zhang is from Jinan after all and wants to benefit Sangzi! I, I can hear that they are sarcastic."
"ah!"
Song Lian let out a soft cry and fell into a trance. He pulled up a chair and sat down. His furrowed brows and clenched fists revealed Song Lian's tangled heart.
After a long time, he said to Zhu Biao: "Does Your Highness agree with Prime Minister Zhang's proposal to expel the barbarians and restore China?"
Zhu Biao nodded, "This, this is also advocated by my father, who doesn't know?"
Song Lian smiled bitterly and said: "I'm afraid some people don't know that this matter involves the north and the south, the old and the new... Before the Mongols left, there had been internal territorial differences, and the future political situation was so unpredictable that it is difficult to describe.
I am indeed a bit of a scholar, but I just can’t figure it out. Wouldn’t it be good for us all to work together to revive China? Why should we differentiate between you and me, and we can’t wait to fight to the death!”
Song Lian sighed, feeling extremely entangled and in pain.
Because from the time he proposed the establishment of Fudan School, Song Lian thought that setting up a school in Shandong would promote education, cultivate talents, calm people's hearts, and warn future generations... no matter how you look at it, it would be a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.
He even wanted to teach in order to win over his peers and become famous in future generations.
But Song Lian never expected that other people's calculations were not like this at all.
Nowadays, Jimin Academy is located in Jiangxi, with a large population and a flourishing academic atmosphere. In addition, the Ganjiang River has smooth shipping routes and a large amount of wealth. The students that Jimin Academy can educate are of outstanding quality.
It has begun to show advantages in imperial examinations in various places.
If this trend continues, it won't be too far to reach half of the imperial court in Jiangxi.
At present, Fudan University has to be established in Shandong, and the standards have been raised to such a high level. How can we not make some people panic?
The Ministry of Rites seemed to be forgiven for their delay in agreeing.
It's just that some things are not that simple. Once the two sides start fighting, even Zhang Xiang may not be able to escape unscathed.
If nothing else, I first put a label on Zhang Ximeng, you are from Shandong, you should prefer your hometown.
Good guy, this hat is big enough.
In terms of origin, Zhu Yuanzhang was from Haozhou, and so many generals in the court were from Huaixi. Is it necessary to set up a school in Haozhou first?
Is this setting up a school or dividing profits?
In other words, behind the school are interests?
Song Lian was in a state of confusion. As a scholar, he really couldn't weigh the priorities. He had no choice at all. He didn't even know whether he should persist.
However, as time went by, the pressure still fell on the Ministry of Rites. Zhang Ximeng did not withdraw the petition, Zhu Yuanzhang did not change his mind, and even Li Shanchang did not change his attitude... In this Ming Dynasty, there are only a few people who have the final say, and collectively with them
How much courage does it take to fight against someone?
Qian Yongren only lasted three days, and then he couldn't hold on any longer. He summoned other officials from the Ministry of Rites, discussed a compromise, and handed it to Zhu Yuanzhang.
What's very interesting is that this time Li Shanchang did not submit a petition to the emperor, but asked the Ministry of Rites to do it by himself. Anyway, he was satisfied. I can't control this matter. You can figure it out yourself!
Qian Yongren could only bite the bullet and come to see Zhu Yuanzhang with the intention of death.
"Your Majesty, after deliberation, I feel that the new people from Shandong are in need of enlightenment. It is indeed appropriate to set up a school in Shandong. The Ministry of Rites feels that it can be put in charge of Shandong's envoy Liu Bowen."
The Ministry of Rites bowed its head?
Zhu Yuanzhang did not comment, he just lowered his head and looked at the plan of the Ministry of Rites, and couldn't help but sneer.
"Shandong, Shandong... the whole article is Shandong! Does this Fudan Academy belong to Shandong?"
"No, no! Fudan Academy belongs to the Ming Dynasty. It is just located in Shandong to facilitate the education of the local people..."
"That's wrong!" Zhu Yuanzhang said sternly: "Fudan means the rebirth of China and the whole world. Fudan means driving away the barbarians and walking out of the long night. For a school with such a purpose, your Ministry of Rites counts it as a place in Shandong. You are so cowardly!"
Zhu Yuanzhang was furious and threw the Ministry of Rites strategy to the ground.
"You go back to the Ministry of Ceremonies now, call everyone here, and draw up a new strategy for us. If you can't come up with it, hand over your head!"
The emperor was furious, and Qian Yongren could only hide his head and run away in embarrassment.
When the matter reached this point, Shandong, which had been silent for a long time, Pingzhang Maogui, and the prosecutor Liu Ji finally joined forces with Shandong civil and military officials to submit a letter.
They wrote very clearly in their letter that locating Fudan Academy in Qufu was a favor to the elders of Shandong... However, the Confucius family in Qufu has never been the founder of Shandong. The Jixia Academy in those days also gathered talents from all over the world. Today
The establishment of Fudan School in Confucius Mansion means that Fudan in China is celebrated by the whole world. How can it be just a place in Shandong?
The people of Shandong have no other aspirations but to do their best to help run a good school and provide for scholars all over the world.
You must never think of taking the school as your own, and please give your Majesty a clear warning.
After receiving this joint memorial, Zhu Yuanzhang felt a little better.
Give it directly to Li Shanchang and ask him to explain the various departments.
The emperor's meaning is very clear. Now that things have happened, if you still dare to confront the emperor, I'm afraid it will be a human leather handicraft.
"Prime Minister Zhang, it's really not easy to get something done." Liu Bowen sighed very much, and then said: "Those people are talking nonsense and slandering Prime Minister Zhang. I thought they should be punished severely, so I arrested a few of them and gave them full punishment.
Only then can it be revealed to the world."
Zhang Ximeng did not nod hastily, but said with a smile: "Mr. Bowen, do you think this is the end of it?"
Liu Bowen was stunned, "Prime Minister Zhang, at this point, the Ministry of Rites still dares to stop you?"
Zhang Ximeng chuckled and said: "Mr. Bowen, let me ask you, where does the resistance to this matter come from?"
Liu Bowen thought for a while and then said: "I thought it was Jimin School and officials from the Ministry of Rites. To be more serious, there are officials from the south. They are not willing to share the benefits of Shandong and lose the benefits they have obtained. It is due to their interests.
...This is what Zhang Xiang taught me."
Zhang Ximeng laughed loudly, "I have said it before, but I think this time's matter may not be that simple, or maybe we are overcomplicating things."
Liu Bowen frowned. Could it be that it involves differences between the North and the South, academic disputes, distribution of interests... Isn't this fundamental enough? Prime Minister Zhang, what else is more important in the world?
"Mr. Bowen, let me ask you, tell me, who does the Ministry of Rites work for now?"
Liu Bowen frowned, "The Ministry of Rites promotes enlightenment on behalf of the emperor, for the sake of the world's scholars!"
Zhang Ximeng laughed and said: "Originally, the Ministry of Rites was only responsible for court rituals and belonged to the Qinggui Yamen among the six departments. But since it took on the mission of establishing schools, the resources and authority held by the Ministry of Rites can be compared with that of the Ministry of Personnel... You said the Ministry of Rites
Who do you listen to? Naturally, it’s the mountain chiefs, famous teachers, the scholars from various places, the county’s teachings, and the Ministry of Rites work for them. Isn’t it clear?”
Liu Bowen was stunned for a long time, and his brain was a little exhausted.
The Ministry of Rites does not listen to the emperor and does not care about the students below. It only cares about the school principal and the school inspectors... This, this sounds a bit confusing!
"Mr. Bowen, in the past few years you have been outside, you still have not understood the mysteries of officialdom. In your current situation, if you are in charge of the Yushitai and the court is divided into constitutions, you can certainly punish rape and eradicate evil and do a good job, but there is no guarantee that you will not be able to do anything.
It will harm yourself."
"I don't care!" Liu Bowen blurted out.
Zhang Ximeng waved his hand and said, "Only by protecting yourself can you destroy the enemy. As someone who is my identity, I will inevitably be thrown dirty by others, so Mr. Bowen should not be impulsive. Just wait and see, there will be results soon."
Liu Bowen was secretly frightened when he heard Zhang Ximeng's words.
In other words, some people are trying to drag Zhang Ximeng into trouble, saying that he is biased towards his family. Is this also intentional?
If so, these people are too disgusting.
Liu Bowen was hesitant and could only wait and see.
Sure enough, just when Zhu Yuanzhang's patience was about to run out, the Ministry of Rites finally came up with a plan.
In order to prepare for the establishment of Fudan Academy, 20 school inspectors and famous teachers from Yingtian and other places were transferred to the north together, and 100,000 yuan was allocated to establish Fudan schools in various places in Shandong.
Seeing this result, Zhu Yuanzhang laughed angrily, and this time he called Li Shanchang over.
"Mr. Li, let me give you a knife now, and you can peel off his skin for us!"
Li Shanchang's face turned dark, and his mouth twitched with anger, "Qian Yongren, what are you thinking about? To build the world's first-class school, you only have this few people and this little money, and you, you, send them to beggars?"
This sentence just stoked Zhu Yuanzhang's anger. He grabbed something at random and threw it at Qian Yongren.
"That's right, we are just beggars, and your etiquette department is just fooling us like this!"
Zhu Yuanzhang's anger was uncontrollable. Qian Yongren felt that his neck was cold, and his big head was probably going to be disconnected in the next second. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he could only kneel on the ground and cry bitterly.
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Li, it's not that the Ministry of Rites is disobeying the emperor's order, it's actually that Shandong is too miserable and they don't want to go!"
