Yu Ming only taught Wang Yongning one morning's training experience.
Because they used the same military training method used by the Guards.
Yu Ming only told Wang Yongning some of the changes.
At noon, Yu Ming and Ma Cheng set off to Duchang, De'an and Peng Ze to inspect military affairs.
It takes seven or eight days to go back and forth, and these days give Wang Yongning enough time to train his troops.
Of course, I also took this time to ask Fang Zhe to arrange some supplies for them to take back.
In the past two months, the construction of the adobe houses in the new city has almost been completed.
The idle people were assigned to other jobs.
For example, weapons workshops make arrows, and tailoring workshops sew clothes.
There are also water hammers, waterwheels, and rice pounding mortars built in the riverside work sheds.
Those who can cut wood can make wooden utensils, and those who can weave bamboo baskets can make bamboo baskets.
Those who don’t know anything can work on mining mountains, protecting fields, and building water conservancy projects.
Anyway, there is always something for people to do.
When the common people have something to do, they will receive public food.
There was no need to worry about food and drink, the people were at peace, and all kinds of supplies gradually began to accumulate.
So now we can provide some support for the reconstruction of Fengzhou.
After everything was agreed upon, Wang Yongning began to train troops, while Xiao Fugui studied government affairs with Fang Zhe.
In the end, the prince had nothing to do.
"Don't be idle, come to school with me." Song Yang pulled Song Chengwang who was going to hang out.
Now they should still stay in the isolation camp.
But Song Yang gave Song Chengwang and Xiao Fugui special cases.
Let them come out wearing masks.
Wang Yongning's training location is right next to the refugee isolation camp and does not involve contact with the people of Jiangzhou.
"Um...Uncle Wang, you can go to school, but my nephew has promised that he will not return to Fengzhou!"
Song Chengwang said thiefly.
This guy was afraid that Song Yang would ask him to learn the principles of governing the country and then drive him back to Fengzhou.
After spending the whole morning wandering around Jiangzhou New Town, Song Chengwang was completely disappointed in Fengzhou.
He said that he would end up with Uncle Wang for the rest of his life!
Even if you kill me, you won’t leave!
"If you don't come back, you won't come back! I'll let you go to class with me!"
"How can such a dignified prince behave like he is doing nothing all day long!"
Song Yang said seriously.
When Song Chengwang heard this, he refused to let him return to Fengzhou.
Then it doesn't matter what the class is.
Anyway, before the natural disaster, his father also arranged two hours of cultural classes for him every day.
Speaking of which, Song Chengwang is not without merit.
At least he still has the reputation of being a young talent from Fengzhou.
How could Song Yang miss such a talent.
Letting him go to school to teach is not the best use of his resources!
When he arrived at school, Song Chengwang was stunned.
It turns out that instead of asking him to teach, he was asked to teach others!
"This...can I also be a gentleman?" Song Chengwang was stunned.
He was only twelve years old, and he never thought that he would still have the time to serve as a role model for others.
"Aren't you known as a genius? Isn't it just right to teach children how to read and write?" Song Yang said with a smile.
Song Chengwang felt that his talent should be used to recite poems and compose poems, rather than teach ordinary children to read.
But he was a little entangled, fearing that if he didn't agree, Song Yang would drive him back to Fengzhou.
"My dear nephew, think about it, if your students can also recite poems and compose poems in the future, will they all be grateful to you?"
"And the better the poems they make, the better you teach them."
"Doesn't that mean your ability is higher?"
"When your students are famous all over the world, won't your reputation as a talented scholar also be spread among them?"
Song Chengwang's eyes gradually flashed.
Uncle Wang is right!
By then, won’t you have a world full of peaches and plums?
"Taught me! My nephew is willing to be their husband!"
Song Chengwang made up his mind to let his reputation as a talented person spread through his students.
Song Yang chuckled, "There is one more teacher."
Although he is only twelve years old, he is still a talented person who can recite poems and compose poems, isn't he?
A job was assigned to Song Chengwang, and the boy happily took over the teaching of reading and literacy.
That's the small class taught by Song Yang.
This freed Song Yang.
Song Yang handed over his teaching progress and teaching materials to Song Chengwang.
Song Chengwang solemnly accepted it.
Song Chengwang walked into the teacher holding a ruler.
His teaching career officially kicked off.
"Classmates, I have found a new gentleman for you today."
"He is the famous Fengzhou talent Song Chengwang."
"Of course, he is also my nephew and the crown prince of Fengzhou."
"He will teach you your studies from now on."
"Everyone stand up and applaud!"
Song Yang brought Song Chengwang to the class and formally introduced him to the children.
When the children heard that he was a talented man, they all showed admiration in their eyes.
"Hello, teacher!" The students stood up neatly.
"Pah, pah, pah!"
The warm applause made Song Chengwang feel elated.
"This is what it feels like to be a gentleman?"
"This is so cool!"
"I'm not as good as the prince!"
Song Chengwang sighed in his heart.
Song Yang looked at Song Chengwang, who was blushing and thick-necked, and snickered. This kid was so new to the world.
Song Chengwang recalled the teacher’s teachings during his enlightenment.
Then he took a pointer and began to teach the children the Three-Character Sutra.
The children had already had a month's learning foundation before entering the city, and it was much easier for Song Chengwang to teach them again.
The Three-Character Classic was already memorized, so Song Chengwang's teaching progress was accelerated.
"Yes! Very good! You have learned well! It seems that you all understand what I, this prince... this talented man taught me."
"Then let me teach you new words now."
"This character is pronounced fennel, which means fennel. So how many ways can it be written?"
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There were two classes in one afternoon, and Song Chengwang became more and more enthusiastic as he taught.
If Song Yang hadn't come to ask him to eat after class, he would still want to sit down for a while. He is such a good and energetic gentleman.
Before get out of class ended, Song Chengwang collected some homework from the students.
Looking at my teaching results, I once thought I was a little genius in education.
"Well! Work hard! Uncle Wang is very optimistic about you! From now on, you will definitely be the number one talent among us!" Song Yang encouraged and lined up on Song Chengwang's shoulders.
Hearing the title of Daqian's number one talent, Song Chengwang became even more motivated...
"Uncle Wang, don't worry! My nephew will teach him well and train them all to be young talents!" Song Chengwang was full of confidence.
"Let's go. Let's go have dinner. There will be night classes in the evening."
Song Yang took Song Chengwang, who wanted to stay behind to study the lesson plans, and left.
"Night school? We still have classes at night?" Song Chengwang was overjoyed, could he be allowed to demonstrate his educational ability again?
Song Yang curled his lips and said: "In the evening, we have classes for adults. If you want to come, you can come and listen. In the evening, we have a nature class."
"Natural? What is this?" Song Chengwang asked curiously.
"Gewu. The Crown Prince can be understood as Gakushu."
Fang Zhe also resigned. Hearing Song Chengwang's curiosity, he explained.
"Studying things? Studying things to achieve knowledge? It turns out that Uncle Wang can also study things to achieve knowledge! I heard that studying things to achieve knowledge has been lost, but I didn't expect that Uncle Wang could actually do this!" Song Chengwang looked at Song Yang with admiration.
Investigating things is also one of the Confucian studies, and Song Chengwang, as a talented scholar, had certainly heard of it.
And he is quite yearning for it, after all, it is a kind of orthodox knowledge.
As the most talented person in Daqian, how could he not know the study of things?
So Song Chengwang turned to look at Song Yang and said sincerely:
"Uncle Wang! My nephew is going to attend the class. My nephew wants to learn the art of studying things from you!"