Chapter 10 Killing the Chicken(1/2)
"No, treating the symptoms but not the root cause!"
Touching the beard on his chin, Zhu Yixi shook his head: "Hasn't he become a tyrant?"
"It was not a good thing either at the time or in later generations."
The only solution for now is to expand.
That is, a large number of private academies were expanded into official academies.
The Imperial College is Qingbei, and the four major colleges are one, and then divided into two, three...
The advantage is that it can control the thoughts of a large number of scholars, but the disadvantage is also obvious. To become a government school, you will naturally have to pay for it.
Naturally, it should be done to build school fields, allocate funds for reconstruction, etc.
"It is imperative."
Zhu Yixi shook her head: "In this world, the only people who are free and rich are those students."
"Young and energetic, I don't know what's good or bad. When someone deceives me, my blood boils. I wish I could shed my blood and fight for others."
Of course, there are pros and cons.
Only young people are not easily bound by secular rules and betray their own class.
Too far away...
However, Zhu Yixi thought of the imperial examination instead of university.
Due to the existence of the imperial examination, academies must focus on the imperial examination, rather than teaching poetry and poetry.
If academies are turned into universities, then private schools and private schools in society will inevitably become primary and secondary schools for enlightenment.
There is no need to unify the books. The official editions of the Four Books and Five Classics are essential for the imperial examination.
No, the cost is too high.
Enlightenment in private schools should be left to the private sector!
The government's school in the county is dedicated to teaching children, so it has to work from this convenience.
We no longer just teach the Four Books and Five Classics, but more miscellaneous subjects such as geography, history, arithmetic, astronomy, etc. to broaden our horizons.
In the provincial examination, these are the tests.
In this way, a textbook must be obtained.
Only by popularizing these can we achieve fairness in a true sense.
Everything must be done slowly, don't be impatient.
Speaking of education, Zhu Yixi suddenly remembered that he once advocated the sentence reading movement.
That is, adding punctuation marks to classics, thereby gaining the right to speak.
After all, China has been accustomed to writing in long sentences since ancient times. If the truncation is different, the content will be very different.
From this time to the Spring and Autumn Period, Han Dynasty, Wei Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, for more than a thousand years, different schools of Confucianism were born due to different interpretations of sentences.
Moreover, because of the relationship between sentence reading, the right to interpret books was monopolized, and aristocratic families were born.
After Zhu Xi annotated the Four Books, it was unanimously recognized by the people and officials, and thus became a textbook, creating the prosperity of the imperial examination in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
"Let the Minister of Rites come to see me."
Zhu Yixi showed a smile.
The Four Books and Five Classics are not enough, other Confucian classics must also be compiled one by one.
Isn't this the time to get rid of the dross and keep the essence?
In a sense, this is also an improvement for Confucianism!
Since the establishment of the Shaowu court, abandoned inns across the country have been gradually restored.
In the early years of Wanli, Tianxia Station's annual consumption was 3 million taels. After Zhang Juzheng's reform, it only had 2 million taels, saving millions.
In the Shaowu Dynasty, the post station was no longer in the Ministry of War, but in the Ministry of Household Affairs.
All fire cards that are collected and combined will be registered in a register. After the year, they will be reported to the Ministry of Personnel. Finally, according to the two categories of officials and soldiers, the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of War will pay money.
As a result, the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Personnel must conduct careful inspections. They do not want to spend money in vain.
As soon as the results of the palace examination came out, the post office hurriedly forwarded them to all prefectures and counties.
Without him, the Jinshi Archway would have to be built anyway.
The county even had to spend a sum of money to provide condolences.
And on this day, Songjiang Prefecture, Shanghai County,
Although it is already May, the rain has continued, making it a bit colder. It is not like summer, but like winter.
As the cold wind blew, pedestrians hurriedly walked on the street, and the hustle and bustle of the past disappeared.
At this time, the pavilions of wealthy families also began to use fire dragons and fire walls. They were smoke-free and non-toxic, and the heat wave was rolling, so the windows could only be opened.
Coal is rare in the south, so bamboo charcoal is basically used, and the smell is good.
There are several spring grasses near the window that have sprouted early due to the heat. The greenery makes people feel happy to see them.
Cheng Yuan lay on the soft couch, closed his eyes and rested his mind, letting the sixteen or seventeen-year-old maid gently press his legs, his whole body lazily.
Suddenly, a follower rushed over and said hurriedly: "Master, Zhao You is here. He wants to take back the contract and participate in the college examination."
"College examination?" Cheng Yuan heard this and sneered: "He is just a boy. Even if he is admitted as a scholar, what does it mean?"
"You're just a slave, why should you give it to him?"
As a civil servant, Cheng Yuan looked down upon Zhao Fu and was quite disdainful.
That year, when the emperor deposed his family from a lowly position, his family became good citizens. They actually took part in the scientific examination and passed the exam.
However, even if he becomes a good citizen and his parents sell themselves into slavery, without his permission, they will never be able to get rid of their status as slaves and gain freedom.
So what if you are a child? There are many scholars in Songjiang Prefecture. If you don't choose one out of a hundred in any year, the chance of passing the college examination is extremely small.
Of course he understood what it meant. After he was selected as a scholar, people naturally came to congratulate him with gongs and drums. Seeing that he was a slave, he must have despised him.
"Send him away and tell him that if you don't take the scholar, Nu Qixiu wants to take it away."
"Or, just take out five hundred taels of silver."
After waving his hand, the servant retreated.
But at this moment, the person came to report again: "Zhao Yu won't leave and is clamoring to see the master."
"Absurd." Cheng Yuan said angrily: "What qualifications does he have to meet me? He is just a child. There are not even 1,000 in Shanghai County, but 800."
"Go, break his legs, and I'll see how he takes the college exam."
When Tong Sheng was beaten, the magistrate of Shanghai, an old acquaintance of Cheng Yuan, just asked the Cheng family to hand over a few slaves. After the exile, Cheng Juren was unscathed.
Since he had no reputation, although this injustice caused waves in Shanghai County, no one dared to speak out.
The identity of a successful person is enough to scare those people.
After all, no one wants to speak for an insignificant child.
However, the incident in Shanghai County has attracted the attention of interested people.
On this day, two foreign students came to Shanghai County. They were both wearing black Confucian scarves and blue shirts. They were both riding tall horses. They were obviously not ordinary students.
When the gatekeepers saw that they were all wearing swords and looked more like warriors than warriors, some of them did not dare to let them in. However, one of them opened his mouth and read the law of the Ming Dynasty, which frightened the gatekeepers so much that they did not dare to stop them, so they had to let them in.
Nodding and bowing, nothing more than that.
The leader rode a horse and walked quickly towards a restaurant, saying in a loud voice: "Nao Nuo, give way, Nao Nuo..."
Passers-by avoided the front line one after another and let this relatively polite student pass by.
"Business here is good, there are so many people there before noon."
When Du Bing arrived at the door of the restaurant, he saw the wine flags fluttering and the door tightly closed, but there was a rush of hot air rushing towards him. The shop owner lit several braziers.
What a luxury.
"Tou, are you going to rest here?"
Weng, a student on the side, said.
"What? You still want to go to Huating Baihu?"
"I don't dare to be in a humble position——"
Du Bing let a smile appear on his lips, and his whole person immediately looked very gentle.
When the waiter saw the guests coming, he strode out, stepped forward and bowed: "We are sitting in the back room, but would you like a seat upstairs? It's quieter there, and it's really suitable for people like you."
Du Bing habitually pressed the handle of the knife, and then showed a gentle smile: "Let's take the private room!"
The waiter was so frightened that he took two steps back. Then he raised his head, and there was no scholar in front of him. His eyes looked like a ghost just now.
Even scarier than those team leaders at the county government.
To be continued...