Where is Yuan Sutai, the young master who ranks first among the civil servants in the imperial court and the supervisor of Shanglinyuan?
The teachers and students of the Imperial College looked around, but they couldn't find it.
But on the hillside of Zhongshan Mountain not far from the sweet potato fields of Lake Bipa, there is a pavilion hidden in the green shade.
Many Jin Yiwei were scattered in the surrounding woods, and in the pavilion, Zhu Yunxi and the other three, who could not be found by the supervisors, were standing side by side, looking at the Imperial College supervisors next to the sweet potato field down the mountain through the gap left between the trees from halfway up the mountain.
them.
Zhu Yunxi had a slight smile on his face: "Promoting farmers and mulberry trees is a matter of the country and the country, but how many people have forgotten it now?"
Yuan Sutai smiled and clasped his hands.
This imperial young master was in charge of the prime minister's affairs of farming and animal husbandry, and was in charge of Linyuan Supervisor. Although he only worked in his own office, his political status and influence were unparalleled in the court.
He said with relief: "The Imperial College has a heavy workload, and Hu Jijiu is a diligent scholar, so the supervisors rarely have the opportunity to go out on weekdays.
When recruiting officials in the imperial court, there are many people in the world who spend their entire lives bowing their heads among documents and documents, but cannot get it.
If His Highness is willing, he can ask the Imperial College to slowly change things in the future, and there is no need to rush into it now."
The young master is always calm and unhurried.
Xie Jin said from another angle: "In addition to the imperial examination, the imperial court currently selects officials through the public examination method, and the questions have already been decided. If you don't know the affairs of the department, it will be difficult to be selected.
The imperial court, from top to bottom, cannot allow them not to be close to farmers and mulberry trees, and to know the countless truths in life besides the classics."
This is one of the benefits of the imperial court's new policy.
Set the requirements for becoming an official from the source.
Want to be an official? Then you must have real ability.
As for corruption and dereliction of duty once you become an official, it depends on the court's ability to clean itself in the future.
Zhu Yunxi then said: "The imperial court attaches great importance to cultural background and academic studies, and the Imperial Academy has always been very cautious in selecting candidates for wine ceremonies. Whenever an official is appointed, unless there is no major event, it is almost always done.
I also know that His Majesty's intention is to take a fancy to the morality of the chosen person.
There are thousands of students and it is hard to find a good teacher.
Most of those who are officials still want to be promoted. The court cannot ignore the merits of ministers and interrupt everyone's path to promotion, thus killing these people's motivation to work.
However, as the saying goes, a good teacher is hard to find.
I am troubled here, I wonder if you two can be freed from it?"
Regardless of whether they wanted to or not, the prison students at the foot of the mountain walked into the sweet potato field with their farm tools under the watchful eyes of the officials from the Shanglinyuan Prison and the comfort of the instructors from the Imperial College.
There is really no way around it.
Even those supervisors who were unwilling to do the farm work didn't dare to hesitate when they looked at the scattered Jinyi guards and superior military guards around them.
After all, there are many prison students present who have experienced the great storms and turmoil that occurred in the Imperial College.
Whether classes start or not is no longer important until Xie Hanlin arrives.
Whether you will be beheaded if you don't dig sweet potatoes is the most important question now.
Comparing the two, a donkey knows the answer.
Excavate!
"The Huji wine has also fallen to the ground."
Halfway up the mountain, Xie Jin looked at the sweet potato field at the foot of the mountain and whispered something.
Zhu Yunxi took advantage of the situation and continued: "The Imperial College should pay more attention to it, and the imperial court should pay more attention to the foundation of education. The predecessor, Song Ne, served as the imperial wine minister for eight years and died in the wine ceremony. The imperial court is looking for good teachers, but if a good teacher is trapped for a long time,
How can the court show justice when teachers are from the same place?"
The Imperial College at the foot of Jilong Mountain was only built in the 15th year of Hongwu.
At that time, Zhu Yuanzhang searched for famous teachers and finally found Song Ne. He worked there for eight years and died of old age in the Imperial College.
A long term cannot last forever.
Although the imperial court now attaches great importance to the Imperial College, it can even be said to be an even greater honor.
"The key to governing a country is education first. The way to education is school."
"Cure depends on good customs, and good customs are based on education. If you practice education, you can become a gentleman no matter how long it takes. If education fails, even if you are a good person, you may become a villain."
Under the premise that the emperor had such understanding, the Imperial College held a fourth-grade official position by offering wine, but his status in the court far surpassed that of countless colleagues.
Just the number of court meetings and shifts are enough to show that the Imperial College's treatment is generous.
"Everyone who is granted a seat by the Tianmen, offers wine to officials of the Hanlin Academy, admonishes officials, or is on the fourth rank of the imperial censor of Jindu... The same goes for sitting in the Huagai Palace."
"The sacrificial wine is placed on the fourth rank of the Shaoqing of Tongzheng Dali Temple."
The official rank of the Imperial Son for offering wine was the fourth rank, and during court meetings, he was even above the General Secretary, General Secretary, General Secretary, and Shaoqing of Dali Temple.
When Zhu Yuanzhang was not in charge of the government, he often held wine ceremonies with the Imperial Academy, academic officials, etc., and "gave him a seat in the bathroom and gave lectures on governance."
Yuan Sutai put his hands in his hands and looked at the sweet potato field at the foot of the mountain, frowning slightly.
The work that the supervisors do is really ugly.
Xie Jin sighed softly, feeling that there was no one like Master Yuan in the world. Although he had made great contributions, he only focused on his work in Linyuan Prison.
He spoke softly: "The Imperial Court's imperial inspection, external inspection, and imperial examinations are conducted every three years, and after nine years are completed. For the post of Jiuzijian, one can pass the examination to the top, or upon expiration, be promoted to the Ministry of Rites, and then be transferred to another place.
In this way, there are also ways to be promoted, and His Highness can show the court's impartiality."
The promotion of the Imperial Academy to the Ministry of Etiquette was actually among Zhu Yunxi's considerations.
The reason why I say it here today is because I want this sentence to be uttered from Jie Jin's mouth.
He nodded: "Let's go down too. If we let these supervisors dig randomly, all the sweet potatoes that are growing well will be destroyed. I'm afraid the young master will not be able to sleep by then."
Zhu Yunxi laughed and chatted for a while, then looked at Yuan Sutai, who was frowning.
The young master focused on farming and mulberry trees.
When Xie Jin heard this, he also laughed in agreement.
Yuan Sutai waved his hands repeatedly: "I will lead His Highness to you, and I will come down the mountain."
As he spoke, the young master of the Ming Dynasty had already left the pavilion first.
Zhu Yunxi and Xie Jin, who were lagging behind, looked at each other and smiled silently, saying nothing.
Sweet potato field at the foot of the mountain.
As the prison guards got off the ground either curiously or reluctantly, it was already a lively scene.
Hu Jian, who was offering wine at the Imperial Academy, held a hoe in both hands, and under the guidance of the old farmer who was employed by the Shanglin Garden Supervisor, he swung the hoe to cut into the ridges.
Don't tilt the hoe, as the soil will loosen.
"Sir, if you lift it up again and shake it, you can see the sweet potatoes."
The old farmer spoke anxiously and gave instructions.
Hu Jian shouted low, picked up the hoe, and the soil was lifted up.
Suddenly, plump sweet potatoes with bright red skin were exposed to Hu Jian's eyes.
But before he could feel happy, the old farmer beside him let out a long sigh.
"Another one is broken..."
Hu Jian just took a closer look and saw that among the pile of sweet potatoes, one sweet potato had already been cut open at the waist with the knife in his hand.
White slime oozes from the sweet potatoes and mixes with soil to become dirty.
Hu Ji'an frowned slightly, and the joy that was about to arouse disappeared instantly: "It's my fault."
The old farmer looked at this official who came from an unknown yamen in the imperial court.
Although I don't know what the other party's official rank is, one look at Hu Ji'an's white hair, he must be a big official.
The old farmer immediately smiled and said: "It's okay, just peel off the outside when eating. Then you can use a little more force, drop the hoe deeper, drop it to the side, lift up the soil, and then turn it over slowly.
Already."
Hu Jian nodded and calmed down, spitting into the palm of his hand naturally and without knowing it, and then started swinging the hoe again.
The cabinet document has been issued, and today the Imperial College will collect all the sweet potato fields.
No matter what the cabinet's intentions are, Hu Jian, as the Imperial College's minister, the Prime Minister and the entire Imperial College must follow suit.
At least, while these supervisors were still reluctant, he, the sacrificial wine, had to take the lead in digging sweet potatoes.
As for the Imperial College students scattered throughout the sweet potato field, they were thousands of people with thousands of faces.
Some people are curious, some are excited, and naturally some are dissatisfied.
"You're just asking us to come over and dig sweet potatoes. What's going on?"
Closer to Lake Biwa, far away from the ritual wine and the academic officers, a group of supervisors gathered together. They put little effort in their hands and complained a lot about their dissatisfaction.
"I see, this is because the cabinet thinks that we, the Imperial Academy, are not worthy of our attention and that we are inferior to the Martial Arts School, and they are deliberately punishing us."
With the Martial Arts Hall at the forefront, it is hard not to feel that the imperial court treated this two places of training in civil and martial arts differently.
Someone wielded a sickle and chopped up the sweet potato vines on the ridge.
"It's said to be a lecture, but where is this class?"
"I think Xie Hanlin is deliberately playing tricks on us! He is the leader of mental studies, why is he teaching for everyone like us?"
"Making things difficult!"
"Now in the cabinet, the chief minister and assistant are moderate, and only Xie Hanlin and his disciple are left in charge of the cabinet. This is making things difficult for us!"
The crowd was so excited that even the work they were doing slowed down. It was only because they were worried about being seen that they didn't stop completely.
The officials of Shanglin Yuan Prison who gathered next to the sweet potato field looked at the Imperial College teachers and students who were busy in the sweet potato field, laughing and commenting from time to time.
If they hadn't been seen and heard by their colleagues in the Imperial College, these people would have laughed out loud.
"Everyone says that the Imperial Academy is filled with some of the best and most talented people in our Ming Dynasty. But now it seems that they are really lacking in many."
"This is also my duty at Shanglinyuan Supervisor, which is to prevent the world from being like this and that no one has enough to eat."
"I just never thought that I would personally do the wine ceremony. It is really a blessing for the prison students to have such a good teacher..."
"What's wrong? Look at those over at Lake Biwa, they are so lazy and blatant."
"If you ask me, it's better to get rid of these people, so as not to waste the sweet potato seeds I cultivated with great difficulty in Shanglinyuan Supervisor."
"Silence!"
"His Royal Highness and Mr. Ge are here!"
While the discussion was in full swing, an official from the Shanglin Garden Supervisory Office next to him immediately coughed and whispered a reminder.
Several people immediately shut up and turned around.
Zhu Yunxi was seen walking in the front, followed by Xie Jin and Yuan Sutai.
The arrival of the three people was not only seen by the officials of Shanglin Yuanjian, but also the teachers and students of the Imperial College in the sweet potato field began to notice.
People started to stop what they were doing.
"I will see you, Your Highness."
"Students see His Highness Taisun."
Zhu Yunxi chuckled and waved his hand, and walked to the sweet potato field: "No need to pay homage. Today's official is your Xie Hanlin, and he is not alone."
"Your Highness, what exactly is Xie Hanlin going to teach today?"
"Should the students continue digging sweet potatoes, or wash up and listen to the lecture?"
A bold supervisor was already asking loudly among the crowd.
Zhu Yunxi looked over, smiled slightly, and looked sideways at Xie Jin beside him.
He had met those people several times in the newspaper and newspaper bureau, and they were disciples of Xinxue.
Xie Jin's face was serious, he coughed slightly and stepped forward: "Today's homework is to dig sweet potatoes."
Today’s lesson is digging sweet potatoes?
When Jie Jin appeared in front of everyone, the prison guards thought they no longer had to dig sweet potatoes.
However, now, it was clearly and clearly heard from Xie Jin that today's lesson was to dig sweet potatoes.
Suddenly, murmurs arose among the crowd.
Xie Jin didn't say much, but walked to the pergola in full view of everyone.
The Shanglinyuan prison official who was guarding here had known what was going to happen today, and immediately took a hoe and handed it to Xie Jin.
"Good work."
Xie Jin whispered his thanks and walked into the sweet potato field from the pergola with a hoe in hand.
In the sweet potato field, the supervisors were already paralyzed.
Xie Hanlin actually wanted to dig sweet potatoes himself!
Bang.
Xie Jin waved his hoe and cut into the ridge.
"I remembered! This was where the Shanglin Garden Supervisor was originally. When the sweet potatoes were harvested for the first time, His Majesty led the ministers of the court to dig the sweet potatoes himself!"
"Let's continue digging sweet potatoes. Your Majesty has dug sweet potatoes, and so have all the ministers in the dynasty. Today, Xie Hanlin dug sweet potatoes in person in public, so why can't we do the same?"
"It's just...what is this for?"
Some people reacted, but they still had countless doubts in their hearts.
All this reached Xie Jin's ears, but he turned a deaf ear and only saw the sweet potatoes in front of him.
The supervising students, especially those who studied hard, started digging sweet potatoes again.
The sweet potato field was busy again.
"Your Highness has good intentions, and Mr. Xie Ge did it personally. I hope these supervisors can really understand the good intentions today."
Yuan Sutai stood next to the sweet potato field, looking at Xie Jin who had really started to dig up the sweet potatoes, and couldn't help but whisper.
Zhu Yunxi looked sideways at him and smiled: "If they don't suffer a lot, how can they know that this world is just a basket of food and a ladle of drink, and how many hardships and hardships there are in it."
Yuan Sutai smiled happily.
The country is built on the land, and it is also built on countless agricultural activities.
If a country forgets about farming and fails to pay attention to it, the world will be in chaos.
Only by holding on to the bottom line can we hold on to the world.
"Young master, please stay here. I'll go and help the gentleman."
Zhu Yunxi suddenly said something, took a hoe from the pergola nearby, and walked into the sweet potato field.
The supervisors in the sweet potato field were once again shocked.
"Your Highness is here too!"
"His Royal Highness also wants to dig sweet potatoes himself!"