Who doesn’t know that Longyuan Tower in the capital is the property of King Xiaoyao and is inextricably linked to the royal family.
Today, there is a cultural gathering held every month in Longyuan Building, and talented people of all sizes flock to Longyuan Building.
In the bookstore across the street, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man in Tsing Yi looked at the excitement at the door opposite. He opened the folding fan in his hand, raised his eyebrows with a bit of stiffness, and rushed to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old man behind him.
The young man in black shouted: "Let's go and have a look."
The young man in black looked a lot like the young man in green, but the expression on his face was more serious. At this time, he was holding a book, casually looking down from the window, and then said helplessly: "You can go, but don't cause trouble.
.My mother-in-law knows, and she will be scolded again. If you push me again, I won’t bear it.”
"Stingy Jin!" The young man in Qingyi rolled his eyes, "If you don't want to go, I can go by myself."
The boy in black put down the book in his hand helplessly: "Wait! I'd better follow." Otherwise, his father should scold him. As he said that, he knocked on the book aside and said to a boy behind him: "Huai
Well, buy it."
The boy named Wynn was dressed in gray. He was not eye-catching at all. He was only a few years older than the young master. At first glance, he was a master and servant.
"Wynn, let's go to the other side, are you going?" Young Master Qingyi asked in a low voice.
Wynn's hand holding the book tightened, "Go ahead! There's nothing shameful about it."
The boy in black nodded: "Let's go then."
When the three of them arrived at the door of Longyuan Building, the boy at the door almost knelt down.
"Young Master..." the young man called to Wynn.
This eldest son is the prince's eldest son, but he did not grow up in the prince's palace. In the past, it was said that he was not the prince's biological son. Who would have thought that the older the eldest prince grew up, the more his face would follow the prince's. No one else
I dare to say without conscience that this child is not the prince's son. However, the eldest son's biological mother named him after her ex-husband's surname. The prince was not happy. Because of this, he took the lawsuit to the imperial court.
Unexpectedly, this eldest son is also a strange person. He doesn't want the surname given by his father or the surname given by his mother. He just says that he will be called Huai En from now on.
But this is also the fate of the eldest young master. The emperor and the queen like the eldest young master, so they keep him in the palace and educate him together with the eldest prince and princess.
Therefore, the eldest son is the cousin of the two young masters by blood, but by status, he abides by his duty as a servant.
As soon as this one appears, it means that there is no need to guess the identities of the other two young masters.
Who doesn’t know that the eldest princess likes to dress up as a man and often wanders around outside dressed as a man?
His body couldn't help but bend a little further, "Young master, please come in."
Zhangzhu, who was dressed in green, smiled at Wynn and said, "I even saved money. Your face is so easy to use."
Unexpectedly, when Wynn entered, he slipped a handful of banknotes into the boy's hands and said, "If you don't need it, put it in your account first. All future expenses will be deducted from it."
Zhangzhu: "..." Why don't you calculate it so clearly? In fact, Uncle San is sometimes unreliable, but he is never ambiguous on major matters.
The three of them were invited to an inconspicuous corner on the second floor.
When the tea and fruit plate were served, Wynn ordered the young men standing around them to get up and move away. These three or two people also wanted to protect the master, and few people could match the young master's skill.
In a place like this, there is no need to worry.
Just as Zhangzhu was about to speak, he was attracted by a voice from downstairs: "...Is it possible that nowadays only Confucian scholars can be regarded as talented people. We students who study miscellaneous science and engineering can't be considered talented people?"
"Ho!" Zhangzhu picked up the tea cup: "It's so angry." She said and glanced at her brother sideways: "Zhangyu, what do you think?"
Zhang Yu frowned slightly, "The imperial court has opened miscellaneous science and engineering subjects for more than ten years, and now it has gradually gained some basic knowledge. My father and mother both attach great importance to science and engineering, and those with a background in science and engineering are often reused.
How can a Confucian scholar be willing to do so? This contest will happen sooner or later." But it was still much earlier than previously expected.
Now, he understands a little bit why his father asked him to come out for a walk. Such a confrontation, if it goes wrong, is a court battle and a party dispute. Now, the contradiction has emerged, and how to solve the problem is what he needs to consider.
.
But Zhangzhu asked Wynn on the side: "What is the name of the person who is speaking?"
Wynn only glanced at it and whispered: "Li Ji, you should have heard this."
"Oh!" Zhang Zhu suddenly realized, "The one who made the gears, and also made a big clock and presented it to the palace?"
Wynn nodded, "It's him! King Xiaoyao is very fond of this person. I heard that he will be hired as a technical consultant for one hundred thousand taels of silver a year."
The two of them had only said a few words, but they were already quarreling.
I heard a Confucian scholar say: "...I would like to propose that we should enter Wanyan Shu and separate Confucian students from miscellaneous science and engineering students. Students from the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Punishment, and Confucian students will be given priority. And the Ministry of Husbandry and the Ministry of Industry will be composed of miscellaneous students.
Those majoring in science and engineering will be given priority. In the Ministry of War, those who have taken the martial arts exam will be given priority. Only in this way can we live in peace and avoid any more disputes."
After hearing this, the Confucian students immediately stood up and applauded in response.
Zhang Yu frowned. This seemed fair, and everyone was placed in a position that suited them. But in fact, it further intensified the conflict. The six departments were distributed in this way, forming a ratio of three to two to one. Confucian scholar
Accounted for half.
All conflicts and injustices are caused by unfairness.
Therefore, this idea is a bit slippery.
As expected, someone immediately shouted: "Why? Apart from talking about words and showing off your official power, how many serious things have you done? If you don't say anything else, just look at the transparent window glass in the lobby.
, the clocks hanging on the wall, including the clothes you are wearing, the fabrics on who are wearing are not made by our modified textile machines, or printed and dyed by our printing and dyeing machines. And the carpets in the hall,
The insulated teapot on the table. Which one of these things was not taken out by us? Which one of you doesn’t have glass windows, and which one doesn’t have the insulated teapot? The cheap and strong fabric you bought doesn’t have our sweat in it.”
After the words were finished, someone answered: "That's exactly what you said. It doesn't make sense that we have put in the most effort, but in the end, we have become the lowest-ranking people in people's mouth. Could it be that according to your wishes, we should retreat to the craftsman's workshop
, to be a lifelong craftsman..."
Before he finished speaking, everyone suddenly started arguing in twos and threes.
The three people in Zhangzhu listened with three ears here and two ears there. This noisy and confusing thing had such a meaning.
Confucian scholars believe that more Confucian scholars should be used to govern local areas. Students with a background in miscellaneous science, science, and engineering should be placed in their more professional areas.
Students of miscellaneous science and engineering believe that experts cannot be managed by a group of laymen who know nothing. They should be given certain management powers.
Confucian scholars believe that science and engineering students have usurped the opportunities and interests that belong to them. Science and engineering students, on the other hand, believe that what they receive is inconsistent with their contributions and demand fair treatment.
He touched his nose with his palm and coughed lightly: "The public is right when the public is right and the mother-in-law is right when the mother-in-law is right. Confucianism is deeply rooted and cannot be shaken easily. The significance of miscellaneous science and engineering is irreplaceable. This contradiction is basically irreconcilable."
Zhang Yu took the last sip of tea and stood up: "Let's go! It will be the same if I listen to it again."
The three of them came out quickly.
When they returned to the palace, Lin Yutong and Fourth Master were waiting for them to have dinner.
Lin Yutong frowned when he saw Zhangzhu dressed in men's clothing: "How many times have I told you that it's okay to go out in women's clothing. Why are you putting so much effort into it? You change it all day long."
Zhang Zhu shook his head: "I don't think I shouldn't go out to a girl's house. It's just that when I go out in women's clothes, no matter where I go, people stare at me. It's very annoying. I want to listen to music, but a group of people look at me like
It's a trick. I'm more eye-catching than the people on the stage. I can't do anything. I'm just a shameless coward who sticks to me."
No matter where you go, pretty girls have formulas everywhere.
The fourth master smiled and glanced at the palm beads that were full of vitality, but turned to ask Zhang Yu: "Is there anything gained today?"
Zhang Yu reached out and took a piece of snack from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, then said: "Dad told me to read it, I already understand it. I'm afraid the wind is going to blow up again in the court."
The fourth master laughed: "What a silly thing, the wind never stops blowing in this court." He handed over a cup of tea and said, "Don't choke, slow down! It's time to eat, so let's have some snacks. After this one
okay."
Zhang Yu swallowed the dregs of snacks in his mouth, and then continued: "My son initially thought that it would be better if the various departments of the imperial court could be divided into more detailed divisions of labor. Today I listened to the debate between these Confucian scholars and science and engineering students.
, but I feel that this is not a matter that can be solved by a detailed division of labor. In the final analysis, it must be integrated! There is never a clean cut in the world. If the two are really cut apart like this, there will be endless troubles."
A hint of appreciation flashed in the fourth master's eyes: "Okay! Very good..."
"It's good to eat." Lin Yutong stepped forward and interrupted the father and son's conversation rudely. "As long as the people doing the work are human beings, the friction will never stop. There's no rush!" With that, he put away the snack plates and urged the father and son to come up.
table.
Fourth Master smiled: "Okay, at home and outside, you must always listen to your mother. It doesn't matter whether it's you or me. It's the same!"
Holding the chopsticks in his palm, he smiled: "Dad, do you know what those ministers say about you behind your back?"
Fourth Master shook his head, he really didn't know this.
Zhangzhu smiled and said: "People say that our emperor is, at best, an outsider."
The fourth master was stunned for a moment, then laughed, stretched out his hand to hold Lin Yutong's hand, and looked up and down: "The head of the house..."