Fangxue

Author: sin9999

Fangxue

Thanks to my own carpentry workshop, the tables and chairs are just planed and not painted, so it's very fast.

Not only was it fast, that guy Wu Menshan also sat on it one by one and shook it, fearing that it was not strong enough and would hurt his baby.

My daughter, my sister, wants to occupy two tables, so I don't dare to be careless.

If you fall to them, it will hurt your heart to death.

The Gu family abandoned their house, which is now the Dunhua Fangfang School.

One hundred and fifty-three children, younger sisters, ranging from twelve to seven years old. Most of them are not well-dressed. Occasionally, you can see Ge Yi with one or two patches on his clothes and his toes in hemp shoes.

He rubbed the soles of his shoes back and forth, but his face was calm and there was a trace of hope in his eyes.

They don’t understand why they study.

However, Ye Niang said that studying is like a flower, and that she will have meat to eat every day when she comes out.

Note, this is fat and oily meat, not a rotten chicken!

Those children who were overage were turned away by Fangzheng, and many sat on the ground wiping their tears.

But Fan Zheng did not give in at all.

No rules, no standards.

Besides, a twelve-year-old child is considered half the labor force in this era.

The key is that when it comes to teaching, a blank piece of paper is easy to draw on, but the thinking of a twelve-year-old has basically been finalized, making it difficult to teach.

To put it bluntly, in some special areas, there are many people who become mothers at the age of twelve.

There are two children in Fan's family, one is nine-year-old Zhen Xing and the other is seven-year-old Zhen Bang. Although they are not wearing silk or satin, their robes are neat and clean without any patches. They fit perfectly and hold their heads high.

He stood at the front of the queue with his hands crossed and demonstrated: "I've seen Uncle Fangzheng, and I've seen Mr. Mi."

Then, Fan Zheng naturally became the uncle of all the boys and girls in the village.

That is to say, neither of Fan Zheng's parents have any relatives in the family, otherwise they might be beaten.

In those places where people with the same surname live together, you never know where a little kid will pop up who can be your uncle.

The son of Wu Menshan is named Wu Qian, and the younger sister is called Wu Sang. They are seven-year-old twins, a little shy of strangers, but they are very familiar with Fan Zheng.

Of course, it was definitely not because Fan Zheng gave the brothers and sisters snacks from time to time.

Mr. Mi's name is Mi Fei, and he is one of the few scholars in the community. He was educated and entered the county school, but he couldn't even pass the Ming Jing Ke exam.

The four subjects of Jinshi, Mingshu, Mingshu, and Mingfa seem to have become less difficult, but the professional requirements are high, and Mi Fei does not have that ability.

Even if there were few scholars at this time, the acceptance rate for the imperial examination was still not high.

As for the Xiucai subject, it is the most difficult!

Once a scholar fails, his chances of making a living are often very narrow, which is what Wu Menshan was worried about before.

Relatively speaking, if An An was looking for a teacher with a bachelor's degree, he would not have to bow down and face his old doctors and classmates, and he could barely get the position of teacher. Naturally, Mi Fei would not miss it.

It's definitely not a lot to pay for one meal per month, but it's much better than those guys, it's more than twice as much.

The important thing is to be decent, decent!

In the money-strapped Tang Dynasty, there was usually enough money for a family to live comfortably, and a pound of rice was only around 20 cents.

In the fourth year of Zhenguan, the grand scene of four coins for a fight of rice will never happen again.

After all, cheap grain hurts farmers.

The Changping Office of Taichang Temple set up the warehouse in Changchang, the Liyang warehouse in Weizhou, the Heyang warehouse in Luozhou, the Changping warehouse in Shaanzhou, the Guangtong warehouse in Huazhou, and the Pingbian warehouse.

If there are people who have a surplus, they will buy them. If there is famine every year and the grain is expensive, if there are not enough people, they will sell them.

Do you understand, the main function of Changpingcang is not to store official rations or military rations, but to regulate them!

"This workshop is open to the public. You are the first batch of students in our workshop. Please listen carefully in class, take good care of paper and pens, do not bully your classmates, and obey your teacher's arrangements."

Fan Zheng kept chattering.

The desks and chairs don't really matter, they are just pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Even if you buy a cheap one, it is still an expense for the boss.

We couldn't afford paper at all, so we had to make do with hemp paper, which was the roughest jute paper, and you could touch straw sticks from time to time.

"Haha! Mingfu is just in time!" Liao Teng entered the yard with a sullen belly.

Qi Guanzhi walked into the courtyard with his hands clasped behind his hands, wearing a black gauze hat and a scarlet official uniform: "The house is nice. The county has been taken back to the county government and has been lent to Dunhuafangfang School. Sihu History and documents are given to him."

Fan Zheng raised his eyebrows and quickly crossed his hands: "I would like to thank Ming Mansion!"

With this endorsement from the county government, there will be less trouble in the future.

The ownership of the house lies with the county government. If the descendants of the Gu family want to sue, they must go to the government office.

"No, you should call yourself 'Xiaguan'. You cannot be enlightened without books, but there are not many books in this county, so we can only ask the envoy to give you books."

"Your Majesty is so generous that you can print a thousand copies of "Cangjie Pian", "Jijiu Pian", and "Thousand Character Essay" as a gift. Please don't forget it, sir."

Qi Guanzhi reminded solemnly.

After getting the benefits, at least you need to know who contributed the effort and who gave the book, right?

Fan Zheng said with a smile: "I will ask you to place a stone on the side of the screen wall, so that future generations will remember the love of the Ming Dynasty and your generosity will be fulfilled."

Qi Guanzhi waved his hands proudly, pretending to be humble, but his heart was filled with joy.

The envoy above has remembered it, and the stone tablet in the square has proved it. Even if he changes his job next year, his move to the right will be safe.

Fan Zheng knew about "The Thousand Character Essay", but he didn't know about the other two pieces because of his ignorance.

I opened it and took a look. "Cangjie Pian" is similar to the dictionary in ancient times. Generally, characters with similar shapes such as "He, Hao, Zhen, and Nan" are put together to identify them. It is similar to the original version of "Let's find fault". In fact,

He was also the originator of later generations’ literacy using radicals.

The difference is even greater in "Jijiupian", "Song Yannian, Zheng Zifang, Wei Yishou, Shi Buchang...Zhu Jiaobian, Kong Heshang, Shi Menghu, Shi Gandang...the names are over, please tell me the story."

Not to mention anything else, the origin of Shi Gandang has been found.

Fortunately, these books came to the rescue, otherwise Fan Zheng would have had to think about whether to come up with the "Three Character Classic" and "Hundred Family Surnames" to help.

Well, Fan Zheng obviously forgot that not everyone can compile "Hundred Family Surnames". Let alone whether it rhymes or not, which surname comes first and which surname comes last is very important. Otherwise, how could Li Shimin compile it in the sixth year of Zhenguan?

, Gao Shilian, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, Wei Ting, the imperial censor, Cen Wenwen, the minister of Zhongshu, and Linghu Defen, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, wrote "Chronicles of the Clan"?

Of course, it is impossible to say that this kind of soft knife will be effective immediately.

"Lao Mingfu is here to serve as an official, and I would like to express my gratitude to you for your love and kindness from the people in the village."

Fan Zheng's kind words were brushed aside.

No money required.

It's just a bit... terrible!

Only then did Fan Zheng remember who this philanthropic governor was!

In the early and middle periods of Zhenguan, the king of Wei, the governor of Yongzhou, the governor of Xiangzhou, the chief governor of Yanzhou, and his second son Li Tai were so prosperous that they exceeded their due treatment!

He was originally the fourth son of Li Shimin, but because his second son Li Kuan died early, he is also recorded as the third son.

Fan Zheng's scalp instantly went numb.

If you rely on this person, you will be more or less in trouble in the future.
Chapter completed!