Chapter five hundred and sixteen father and son test together
"Kong Xixue, are you the son of Duke Yan Sheng? You, how did you become like this?" Qian Yongren was shocked and asked curiously.
Kong Xixue was slightly startled, and then said in a low voice: "Little man, it is a blessing that a little man can still serve an adult."
I didn't dare to say much, but my meaning was very clear.
Qian Yongren paused for a moment and then remembered that the Kong family had fallen into the hands of Liu Bowen and was being thoroughly investigated and severely punished. Many members of the clan were beheaded for their crimes, and their deaths were so miserable.
Strictly speaking, I can be considered a guilty person. When I arrived in Qufu, I just wanted to get back on my feet. As for the Kong family... I couldn't do anything.
Kong Xixue originally thought that meeting a scholar would provide him with some conveniences. At least he would not have to work so hard, and he would be able to eat and sleep better.
But after Qian Yongren heard his name, he was briefly surprised and then lost his mind. This made Kong Xixue extremely embarrassed. It seemed that this person was not a disciple of Confucius and Mencius, nor a good person with loyalty!
Kong Xixue bowed his body and wanted to exit, but when he reached the door, he was suddenly stopped by Qian Yongren.
"etc!"
Kong Xixue's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed. Could it be that his conscience discovered it?
"Um... go and prepare some foot washing water for me, plus mugwort. I'm tired these days, and I want to soak my feet and have a good sleep."
Kong Xixue's mouth was slightly open, with a strange look on his face, and the fists in his sleeves were clenched involuntarily.
"What? Aren't you going? Are you still putting on airs with me?"
Kong Xixue gnashed his teeth and was filled with anger.
But he didn't have an attack after all, so he could only respond, turned around and went down.
Qian Yongren was overjoyed. Finally, there was someone worse off than him. This trip to Shandong was not that bad after all!
Thinking of this, Qian Yongren was very motivated and put all his thoughts into compiling books. He only occasionally bullied Kong Xixue in his spare time. Of course, he would not say that it was to satisfy his dirty thoughts. We just let him quickly adapt to his current identity, so as not to
If something goes wrong again, I will really lose my head.
Strictly speaking, we are helping him!
This group of people with different ideas compiled the book quite quickly.
After all, he is considered a well-educated person. It is not difficult to compile some literate articles, select some famous poems, and make some annotations.
In addition, when it comes to the professional part, Zhang Ximeng will come forward to coordinate.
Not only them, but also Gao Qi, Xu Bi and others also joined the ranks of compiling books.
Basically, Zhang Ximeng consulted some ancient books and came up with a framework first, then everyone added the content, and Zhang Ximeng reviewed it.
Then send it to Yingtian.
Yes, Zhang Ximeng established a principle that all teaching materials must be finally reviewed by the emperor and distributed to various places in the name of the emperor.
His Majesty the Emperor has the final say on teaching materials. Accordingly, all students can call themselves disciples of the Emperor. This golden sign is no longer exclusive to those who have passed the imperial examination.
It was meant to expand Lao Zhu’s influence.
After all, Zhang Ximeng was still very reliable at critical moments, and he should give the emperor no less respect.
You are not a three-year-old child. Do you really think that when people call you Zhang Zi, you are really a sage? Sages can only be canonized after death. When they are alive, they can only be humble public servants of society.
Of course, Lao Zhu also understood Zhang Ximeng's intentions, but he cared more about Zhu Biao's educational work.
It is a pity that such a good child should be taught by those people from the Hanlin Academy.
I happened to have some ready-made teaching materials, so I tried it on my son.
In this way, in addition to the farming courses, little classmate Zhu Biao also had many cultural courses, which made him full of classes every day and made him miserable.
My father has cheated me, and my master has cheated me. I really can’t live in this life.
He now envies his fourth son, Zhu Di. This bastard only eats and sleeps every day. Occasionally seeing his father and giving him a smile can make Zhu Yuanzhang happy for most of the day.
It's easier to be a child, but when you grow up, you'll have more troubles. I don't want to grow up!
Eight-year-old Zhu Biao thought this way.
With the compilation of textbooks in full swing, preparations for Fudan Academy have also entered the fast lane.
The renovation of the Confucius Mansion is accelerating. In addition to retaining some places to commemorate Confucius, all of them have been converted into classrooms, and a number of bedrooms are being built at the back.
The Confucius Temple was converted into a Confucian Temple to worship the saints headed by Confucius.
Konglin, where Confucius was buried, was also used.
There are many trees here and the environment is beautiful. A racecourse and a shooting range were built outside to connect with archery... This arrangement also caused some controversy. Some people felt that it offended Confucius and affected the saint's sleep.
But Liu Bowen and others thought it was good.
Confucius taught and educated people throughout his life and had countless disciples.
Naturally, I like to see the scholars of the younger generation mastering the six arts and forging ahead in front of me. The students also just keep in mind the Master’s teachings. When three people walk together, there must be my teacher. When I see the wise, I think of them and work hard!
Perfect!
Zhang Ximeng must have supported Liu Bowen's opinion. The school was quickly built, and the next real highlight was enrollment.
After all, how big the school is and how high-standard it is, if there are no good students to support it, it will never work.
"Some people say that famous teachers produce great apprentices. In fact, I would like to say that most of the time, it is the great apprentices who make the famous teachers. If you meet a talented person like Su Shi, it will be the same no matter who becomes the teacher. So, the quality of students is everything in Fudan Academy.
Whether it can be run successfully or not depends entirely on these students."
Zhang Ximeng said with a smile, in front of him were Liu Bowen and Zhang Maogui, both civil and military, all present.
Mao Gui just returned from Damingfu.
Previously, he was responsible for containing the Yuan army and preventing aid to Chahan. When Chahan was defeated and killed, Polo Timur really gained power and led his troops to Beijing to monopolize power.
Worried about the Yuan army going south, Mao Gui continued to be responsible for guarding against the Yuan army. It was only now that he had time to go south.
Liu Bowen smiled and said: "I heard that Pingzhang left the army behind and hurried south by himself. There must be something urgent, right?"
Mao Gui blushed slightly, "Mr. Bowen is very aware of everything. Naturally, I came here in a hurry because of school matters."
Liu Bowen smiled and said: "Pingzhang doesn't plan to recommend a few students, does he?"
Mao Gui was startled. Zhang Ximeng had just said that he wanted to ensure the quality of the students. It was somewhat inappropriate for him to speak now, but now that the matter had come to this, he had to say it.
"Prime Minister Zhang, there are indeed many people in the Shandong Army who want to recommend some children to enter the school. They are all veteran generals in the army and have made meritorious service." After a pause, Mao Gui said again: "Prime Minister Zhang,
Shandong Red Turban rectification is imperative. It turned out that more than 200,000 soldiers and horses are in urgent need of demobilization. Arranging some children to enter the school is also to give them peace of mind and facilitate their disposal."
When he said this, he stopped and looked at Zhang Ximeng's reaction.
Without waiting for Zhang Ximeng to express his position, Liu Bowen said: "Mao Pingzhang, what you said is indeed reasonable. It is just a new school to educate talents for the country. If too many unsuitable people are recruited in the first batch of students, will it affect the school?
future? Or to put it simply, if we let them in, will all the children of soldiers be able to enroll? If that is the case, I'm afraid the school will change its flavor."
Liu Bowen said it very straightforwardly, but Mao Gui was helpless and didn't know how to refute.
At this time, Zhang Ximeng spoke slowly, "I agree with the appropriate arrangements for some military children to enter school. But there is a prerequisite. They must pass the exam. If the scores are really poor and do not meet the admission standards, I can set up a preparatory class. School education must be
Fairness, this is the most fundamental requirement. If you open the back door once, and open the back door again and again, over time, the school will be ruined."
Mao Gui nodded hurriedly, "Of course, thank you, Prime Minister Zhang, for your kindness... It's just that I'm still a little hesitant. I hope Prime Minister Zhang can help."
"Please tell me?" Zhang Ximeng said with a smile.
"That's it. Do you think if you are older, can you enroll in school?"
"Big, how big?" Zhang Ximeng asked.
"Just, just about the same age as me!"
Zhang Ximeng was stunned, "It's not bad for middle-aged people to still want to study. The school can accept them, but they have to teach alone. After all, you can't be together with the children... By the way, who is so easy to learn?"
Mao Gui's face turned red and he whispered: "Yes, I am a lower official."
Zhang Ximeng was shocked, and Liu Bowen next to him also widened his eyes.
What number is this?
Mao Gui was a famous general in the Red Scarf Army. He was famous throughout the Northern Expedition and was now in charge of an army of 100,000. Even Zhu Yuanzhang thought highly of him.
Why do you come to school with this status?
"Prime Minister Zhang, to be honest, I still have doubts. Ten years of hard work, ups and downs, how to rejuvenate the country, and why it was ruined... I want to understand this matter. I have heard Prime Minister Zhang say a lot in the past, but
I always feel that it is not systematic. I think the war is over. I just go to school, study hard and think about things. Once I have read through it and figured it out, maybe I can continue to serve His Majesty. If it is always confusing, it will be wrong.
Things can’t be done well.”
When Mao Gui said this, he bowed deeply.
"Xiang Zhang, please do it!"
Zhang Ximeng glanced at Liu Bowen slightly. The two people looked at each other and exchanged many ideas in an instant.
This Maogui is indeed outstanding!
In fact, what restricted Lao Zhu's Northern Expedition to Dadu was not only the remaining forces of the Yuan Dynasty, but also the Red Scarf Army in Shandong.
Even though Mao Gui has joined us, these 200,000 people have not been reorganized for a long time, so they will not be able to do what they want. If they want to go to the Northern Expedition, there will be problems.
Originally, Zhu Yuanzhang planned to reorganize the army and retrain the Shandong Red Turbans after returning to Beijing.
But no one expected that Mao Gui would propose to go to school and study again at this time.
You say he had a glimpse of the thoughts above, or he really thought so.
It was indeed the right time and exactly what I wanted.
"General Mao, I can agree to your admission, but you will also have to take an exam. However, considering your status, I will hold a separate exam for you and I will be the examiner myself."
Mao Gui hurriedly waved his hand, "Prime Minister Zhang, there is no need to stir up trouble. I really want to study. If Prime Minister Zhang can grant me permission to take the exam, it's already great. It just so happens that I have three boys at home. It's fun for us, father and son, to take the exam together!"
Liu Bowen simply put his hands on his hands and laughed, "In ancient times, there were three sous, and now there are four cents. They are all good stories, and they will be good stories through the ages!"
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I recommend a new book by an old friend. I heard it’s very interesting.
