"Duke of Qi..." Emperor Hongzhi laughed, with a little interest in his eyes, and said, "What's wrong with Duke of Qi?"

The old woman treated the guests with great care and immediately laughed: "This Duke of Qi is the great master of Xishan Academy. No one in the world knows it, no one knows it... The students he brought out are all selected from a thousand miles away, and they are all truly capable husbands. Therefore, if anyone in Nantongzhou is lucky enough to be recommended to Xishan Academy, it is because of the virtues of his ancestors who have accumulated, and they will be replaced by Jinshi, and they will not be replaced."

I don’t change the Jinshi…

This... sounds a bit exaggerated.

Fang Jifan touched his nose. Is it so exaggerated? Why do you think you want to harm me?

Wang Guang, who was beside him, felt uncomfortable when he heard it.

What is a Jinshi? That is the Wenquxing and the title of the Golden List. How can you wild women understand?

But he didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't dare to say anything.

But Wang Shouren was by his side, but he had different thoughts in his heart.

The scholars of Xishan Academy are indeed no worse than those who are named to the Jinshi. If this Jinshi comes out, either become a Shujishi first or become a Guanzhengshi first. After a few years, they finally get sent, and they are mostly small officials, with a very low salary. Although they become officials, they are actually just at the bottom of the list.

On the other hand, once the scholars of Xishan Academy are released, they are also respected. If they have papers or other achievements, they will get a degree, and they will become even more popular. The salary is high, and no one dares to deceive you when they go out. If they meet ordinary officials, they will offend you. What can you do? Behind him are countless classmates, some of his seniors, some of them are academicians, and some have already entered the court as officials. If they are not good, will you still dare to provoke Fang Jifan?

Emperor Hongzhi smiled. He had also met many scholars from Xishan Academy and could not help but nodded: "Yes, the scholars trained by Xishan Academy are both knowledgeable about management and astronomy and geography. Now, whether it is the court or the ordinary market, they are the ones that are most lacking."

The old woman became more excited and continued with a blushing face: "Yes, yes, yes, the people in Xishan Academy are the most amazing. Just say that there is a family next door, named Chen, whose son was recommended to Xishan Academy last year. It was so lively at that time. It was scary. People on the street went to congratulate him, as if he had won the top scorer. I heard that he was studying medicine now."

As he said that, the woman seemed to think of something, her expression changed and she became resentful again: "Speaking of it, my old son is not good at being good, and he always knows how to play. Although he is in school, he is very naughty."

Emperor Hongzhi heard a point from the woman's words and couldn't help but say surprise: "Why, someone next door is enrolled in school?"

It’s okay if a family of two families enters school, but this is accidental after all.

But if people who are big movies enter school, the nature will be different.

The old woman felt it was not surprising and said, "What's the use of children if they don't go to school? They are all the flesh of their parents. Can't they be taught to be hardworking when they grow up? Not to mention this neighborhood, there is no one in Nantongzhou. Who doesn't know that children should go to school and study before they have a future? Otherwise, they will make fun of people behind their backs. People will fight for this tone when they are alive. Just like our child, it costs a lot to go to school, but they grit their teeth and don't want to send them in, otherwise, they are really shameless, let alone it's not for the sake of children?"

Emperor Hongzhi was shocked.

Even the governor of Luzhou, Wang Guang, was shocked.

He thought that there was not a Jinshi in Nantongzhou. Compared with his Luzhou, he was just like a heaven or an underground. He never thought of this place... it hides dragons and slumps.

He was the prefect and a local official, so he naturally knew that it was unimaginable to send children to school regardless of poverty, low, poor, poor and rich.

Did the people in Nantongzhou take the wrong medicine?

Emperor Hongzhi was speechless for a moment, and he couldn't speak for a long time. His face was full of horror, and then muttered to himself: "All of them are parents. Can the parents in Nantongzhou have the love of their parents, but the parents in Luzhou Prefecture have no love of their parents?"

No... Of course this is impossible.

These two places are in Nanzhili. Although they are separated by several prefectures and counties, the changes in people's hearts will never be so big.

But... why are the two places very different and the world different?

But Emperor Hongzhi couldn't figure it out.

At this time, he no longer cared about the old woman. His eyes turned, but said to Xiao Jing as if he ordered: "Go, ask the neighbors one by one and give it back immediately, I'm here."

At this time, Xiao Jing was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. He heard His Majesty ask him to ask one by one and complain, but he didn't dare to be negligent, so he could only say yes and go as if he was flying.

The old woman realized it and finally felt something was strange, and couldn't help but say, "You...you...you are not from the school."

Emperor Hongzhi glanced at her, his expression softened again, and said with a smile: "You don't have to be afraid, old man, Jifan, take a few taels of silver for her."

Fang Jifan felt a little frustrated. Why did he hear that His Majesty seemed to deliberately send Xiao Jing away who brought money to His Majesty and then hit him Qiu Feng?

Although Fang Jifan was complaining in his heart, he naturally did not dare to hesitate. He immediately took out a stack of silver notes from his sleeve. He looked carefully and found that it was all worth hundreds of yuan in treasures. Fang Jifan looked up at Emperor Hongzhi with a dilemma on his face.

Emperor Hongzhi watched from the side, and couldn't help but roll the Adam's apple. This guy... was so rich, and he carried a stack of treasure money of hundreds of taels of silver with him.

Fang Jifan finally took one and put it on the table, and said generously to the woman: "This is what I admire you, so you can go and order tea."

When the old woman saw the silver bill, she was so scared that her face turned pale. She wanted to refuse, but she was reluctant to let go. She hesitated for a brief moment, and was afraid that Fang Jifan would take back the treasure money, so she took the treasure money into her pocket: "Yes, yes. Master... Master Hou Wandae."

Fang Jifan really wanted to complain about her. This "master" is the emperor, and he is the emperor for thousands of years. He would like to say that you, the prince, will never be able to complain about you.

After waiting for more than an hour, Xiao Jing came back panting, his legs were already trembling, and he looked tired, and he said, "I have inquired, I have inquired, I have inquired, and I have inquired, and there are many enrolled students in this neighborhood, and almost every household has children of appropriate age, and they have enrolled."

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly stood up, then walked behind his back, suddenly looking at Wang Shouren and said, "This... is this hope? Hope! Wang Qing family, do you still remember what you said to me when you were in Urals. If you want these Tatars to surrender, you are giving them hope. I have been thinking about what hope is and what hope is. But now, it seems that I have seen hope here, but I still don't understand what hope is. Can the Qing family tell me?"

Wang Shouren has always been taciturn. Wherever His Majesty goes, he just follows him, neither flattering nor seemingly too lazy to deal with people. Others are silent, perhaps just simple and have nothing to say, but he is silent, as if his mind is always thinking about something.

At this time, after hearing Emperor Hongzhi's inquiry, Wang Shouren's expression was still inconvenient, and he said calmly: "Hope is nothing but something that people can reach out. In the past, the Ming Dynasty only focused on virtue and not skills. Everyone was learning the eight-legged essay. If these eight-legged essays can be fame, it is useful. If there is no fame, it is useless. Therefore, except those who passed on the poetry and books to study, the other people could not see any hope from the eight-legged essays. So why should they learn? Moreover, learning is a waste of money. It is extremely difficult to support a scholar. No matter how much parents love their children, it is impossible to support them to study hard for their children to pursue a fame with little hope. Ordinary people have no hope, and naturally, they have no hope for reading."

"But in Nantongzhou, it is a different scene. The school here learns not only benevolence, righteousness, propriety, trustworthiness, and trustworthiness. The ministers do not mean that benevolence, righteousness, propriety, trustworthiness are not important. The ministers and disciples have always emphasized the word "conscience" to them, and this conscience is inseparable from people's virtues. But teaching these alone is not enough to make people willing to enroll. When they enter school, they should not learn eight-legged essays, but skills, poetry, work, agriculture, medicine, and mathematics. When Confucius was there, he always emphasized the six arts of gentlemen, believing that gentlemen should have the ability to stand on the world. In the past, the six arts of gentlemen were rituals, music, shooting, imperialism, books, and numbers. But now, the world is different, and it is not eaten and unparalleled."

After a pause, Wang Shouren continued: "The knowledge learned in the school can give people a skill to help these poor children be spared from poverty and give them a better way out. Rich children can learn it and revitalize their family business and shine their family. Then... As Your Majesty said, who in this world does not love their sons, and who is willing to be their children. They are just as mediocre and eight-legged as their own. However, truly useful knowledge can make their children have great benefits. How could they not flock to them? Even if they sell their children, they must provide their children with their children."

"I think this is hope. In all dynasties, I have never given hope to poor families, but I hope that they can educate them and let them know the honor and disgrace. But I don't know that the children of poor families are the most skilled in calculating and know the pros and cons, and let them sell their own things and learn the useless things. Even if the Majesty holds a knife and puts it on their necks, they will not be willing to learn it. But if they learn to be useful and can save their children from their own difficulties in the future, they will lose their lives. There is no need for the court's repeated urging or encouragement from local officials. They will naturally enter the school. This education is like controlling water, which is nothing more than taking advantage of the situation. If you think about this section, it will come naturally."

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