Fusu asked people to steam rice cakes, cut meat, and distribute them to each household, which was a belated New Year gift for the people below.

On the second day, various things were placed at the entrance of Fusu Courtyard, including dried herbs, mushrooms, dried vegetables, kimchi, pickles, fish and shrimp caught in the water, and peeled animal skins.

There were even a few birds tied with legs.

I don’t know if they flew back early or forgot to fly away last year, but they were caught in bad luck anyway, and they were sent to Fusu now.

These were all sent by people inside and outside the village.

Although everyone respected Fusu, a young master who was not old and kind to others and was generous in his actions, he gradually became closer to him. Fusu ordered people to deliver things to them, and they all secretly sent all the things that were able to take from home.

Meng Yi got up early and saw Fusu standing in front of the yard in a daze.

He followed Fusu's gaze and saw piles of things at the door.

Meng Yi ordered people to come out and pack them up.

Fusu had come to his senses, turned to Meng Yi and smiled, and led Meng Yi to see where he discovered it.

The two met many people along the way, most of them happily greeted Fusu.

When they heard that they wanted to build a school in Yunyang County, they were a little curious: "What is a school? Is it a place to study?"

"Yes, a place to study." Fusu said, "After the palace is built, many well-educated people will be invited to give lectures, and people will also be invited to enlighten the children. Children can read and write when they are six or seven years old. If they grow up, they can choose what they want to learn in the future according to their talents and needs. In just three or five years, the children in our county will recognize all the characters and master some basic arithmetics."

Meng Yi was listening to Fusu's patient explanation to others, and his heart also caused quite a rippling ripples because of Fusu's words.

In the past, only aristocrats could read and slash their writings. The monopoly of knowledge was in the hands of the literati and officials above the literati. The people below never thought about studying. In their opinion, it was already a very knowledgeable person who could recognize a few common words and learn how to calculate a few numbers.

Later, the Zhou Dynasty fell apart, and many "family studies" emerged everywhere, and many poor families also had thoughts about studying.

Just thinking about it, but reality never allows everyone to go to study. For example, if you are a farmer, what is the matter of going to learn from others to read poetry?

Everyone wants to be successful in studying, who goes to farm, who goes to fight, who goes to do those hard work?

Therefore, the children of farmers have always been learning to farm, the children of blacksmiths learn to make irons, and the children of scholars and officials learn to learn poetry and books.

The Qin Dynasty is a bit different. Since Shang Yang's reform, the Qin Dynasty has been practicing military merits and titles. No matter what its origin, as long as it can obtain military merits, it will have land and titles, and it can be promoted from a civilian to a nobleman.

If the descendants of the nobles do not want to be enterprising and do not be self-reliant and self-reliant, they will not be able to inherit the titles of their fathers.

It is precisely because of the great Qin Dynasty's military merits that everyone is a warrior, and the whole country is elite. They are invincible on the battlefield and swept across all countries!

Compared with the importance of military merit, the Qin Dynasty cultivated scholars very few, and many civil officials in the court came from the Eastern countries.

Although these people came to the Qin Dynasty because they wanted to be reused, they looked down on the "uneducated" of the Qin Dynasty to a greater or lesser extent. There were even spies from other countries who took advantage of the situation and wanted to influence the court to decide and weaken the Qin Dynasty's strength.

It’s not that the king doesn’t know this, but as today is still uncertain, wars are frequent, it’s the most important thing to hold your energy and fight in one breath.

As for how to govern the Qin Dynasty after the unification of the world in the future, no one has begun to think about it.

Meng Yi stood quietly aside, looking at Fusu's still childish little face.

After the villagers who came forward to speak left happily, Meng Yi said to Fusu: "Young Master, do you want all the children in the county to come to study?"

Fusu said: "If you can, it's best. If a hundred people come a year, within three or five years, there will be a hundred people in the county who can read and calculate the numbers. As long as you enter, there will always be someone who is willing to take root in depth." He raised his head and looked at Meng Yi, with clear and firm eyes, "The deeper the roots are, the harder the wind and rain are to destroy. The Qin Dynasty must always have its own roots, right?"

Meng Yi was shocked when he heard this.

Yes, Daqin always needs to have its own roots.

Meng Yi's determination also became firm: "Young Master is right."

The two of them walked and stopped and soon arrived at what Fusu called "Laozi's lecture hall". Meng Yi ordered people to go to the half-person high "study platform" and tried it. He found that the voice was really far and clear as Fusu said, so that the people below could hear it clearly without having to speak loudly.

Meng Yi walked around, discussed with Fusu again, and roughly formed the appearance of the academy in his mind.

There will inevitably be storms outside, and the houses must be built. This lecture platform is for people with high moral character and knowledge to come to give lectures.

Since we are going to recruit students from all over the county, the place where we teach should be large, spacious and bright, and there should be a place where the teachers and students live. This will cost a lot.

If the Academy wants to do it for a long time, it is a trivial matter to build a few houses, but how to support it to operate is the problem.

Fusu said: "There are some wastelands around here, and I plan to reclaim them as school fields. The harvest of the school fields can be used to provide food for students in the palace. If they learn well, they may also be able to get food at home."

Meng Yi felt that Fusu’s idea was a bit unreliable and persuaded him: “Since it is a wasteland, the harvest will definitely not be good. I think it’s better to ask the king for some fertile land.”

Fusu smiled and said, "Look first and then talk."

Meng Yi nodded.

After the two returned to the farm, they found that County Magistrate Yao was coming again, and there was still a diligent smile on their faces.

Fusu was not disgusted with the magistrate Yao, who was very good at making trouble. After greeting him, he realized that magistrate Yao was here to ask Fusu if he was interested in attending the county's first lunar month class.

A large-scale competition will be conducted on the county's plowing oxen in a few days, mainly to see if the ox is injured, and then measure the ox's waist circumference to see if it has gained weight or lost weight.

You should know that oxen is an important agricultural resource. All the oxen in the county are being woven, and each one is clearly recorded. It is also a good record of who is responsible for feeding, who is using it, slaughtering or losing oxen privately is a serious crime.

Because plowing oxen is very important, the plowing oxen will be compared every quarter to select the best and worst. The best ones will be rewarded by both the feeder and the user; the worst ones will be punished by both the feeder and the user.

There is a dedicated person in the county to preside over the ox plowing competition.

Fusu was quite interested in this and nodded and smiled, "I'll go to see it myself." Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, Fusu naturally left Yao County Magistrate to have a meal at the Bianzhuang, mentioned the matter of official script to him, and asked him to let the people in the county come here to learn in batches.

When the magistrate Yao heard about this, he had already passed the road in front of Ying Zheng, and he felt that he was probably showing his face in front of Ying Zheng. He did not feel that he was sent by Fusu at all, and he left happily after dinner.

Meng Yi didn't like people like Yao County Magistrate who loves to be scheming and flattery. However, seeing that Yao County Magistrate has no bad intentions towards Fusu, he didn't say much and went straight to prepare for the construction of the academy.

The school has not been built yet, Fusu asked someone to clean up the empty houses in another village and ask Cheng Miao to be a little wronged and start classes here for the time being.

Since Cheng Miao decided to follow Fusu, he naturally would not feel wronged.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the first lunar month class, and Fusu took a carriage to the suburbs of the county.

The oxen in the county have been gathered together and all look energetic. I guess if the water wasn't too cold in winter, the person responsible for feeding them would have bathed them first and then brought them over!

Fusu held the hand stove and looked curiously at the rows of energetic oxen.

The Qin Dynasty's fiefdom has always been in the barren northwest, and it is good at taming livestock in its bloodline. It is said that the ancestors of the Qin people were enfeoffed to Qin because they raised horses well.

It was only after Fusu entered the master's sect that he realized that he actually had this talent.

Therefore, when he went to every small world to practice, he always paid special attention to how ordinary people tame animals and let them use them for their own use. Now that he has returned to the Qin Dynasty, he can no longer practice, everything he has seen during his experience is of great use.

For example, the county’s good farming masters are performing plowing the land at this moment.

On the field designated by the Yao County Magistrate, two oxen were pulling the heavy wooden plow in front, while the farmer pushed the wooden plow in the back to control the direction.

Although both the cattle and the people have done this very skillfully and have not stopped at all during the whole process, it is undeniable that in this era when oxen are already scarce, this farming method called "coupled farming" seems a bit stupid.

Fusu got closer and observed the wooden plows used for plowing the fields. The farm tools have been developing and evolving. At present, this wooden plow can already reduce a lot of burden.

Fusu recalled the farm tools he had seen in his heart, and soon found a transformation plan that would make it more flexible and labor-saving.

He never tilled himself, and even if he could make it, he still needed someone who was good at tilling to use it.

Soon, the farming hand plowed a piece of land, which was fast and good.

Fusu ordered people to invite the other party over.

The man is named Zhang Qu, and his home is close to the village, so he said, "In a few days, you will have time to come to my village. I have something to do and I want to ask you for help."

Zhang Qu had known Fusu for a long time, and knew that he was very good at treating people below, and would also give him a very fair wage when he hired someone to do things. He immediately said silly: "As long as the young master needs, the villain will be free every day!"

Fusu smiled: "Then you come here in three days."

Zhang Qu nodded.

Fusu continued to watch the ox competition.

Next, the oxen were measured by people's waistlines, and they looked very gentle. Fusu could see that some of the oxen were temporarily fed to the point of roundness.

He didn't say anything, but still watched everyone busy with interest.

When the result came out, he took a car back to the village and asked Huaide to find a carpenter.

While the carpenter did not come, Fu Su went into the house and sat down, spread it on a piece of cut white silk to draw it on it.

When he completely outlined the style of the new plow, the carpenter also came with Wilde.

Fusu ordered people to ask the carpenter to wait in the main hall, and then arrived with his new plow style.

Because the method of making a new plow is not difficult, it only takes a little thought about some parts. After reading it, the carpenter said that he could make it, but he couldn't understand how to use it.

Fusu said: "It doesn't matter, just make it."

The carpenter took the order and left.

Not long after the carpenter left, Zhu Xiaoliu came to ask for a meeting.

Fusu was still sitting in his original position, waved his hand and asked Zhu Xiaoliu to sit down and speak, and said strangely: "What's wrong?"

"Young Master, the people in several villages around you heard that you were going to reclaim wasteland and build a school, so they brought their guys to help." Zhu Xiaoliu said vividly, "Mr. Meng was shocked at first and thought he was going to fight in a group. Unexpectedly, they weeded and turned the ground. Without us talking, they started to do it themselves and said they didn't have to pay, so they wanted to build the school quickly and their children could come to study!"

Fusu paused slightly and said to Zhu Xiaoliu: "I'll go and have a look."

Fusu walked to the site of the school again, and saw that the men were not afraid of the cold at all, and were busy with hoes and sickles.

It happened to be the time for dinner. A group of women dressed in women carried bamboo baskets and walked through the bamboo forest not far away to deliver food. Only a few of the men stopped to eat or eat big chess.

Seeing Fusu coming, someone plucked up the courage to ask: "Young Master, do you want to eat?"

Fusu smiled and said, "I've eaten it."
To be continued...