Huangcheng Primary School will start classes this summer.
Currently there is only the first grade of primary school, with a total of two classes, with 30 students in each class.
The teaching materials are similar to those of folk schools, but one additional interest class is added every day. Music, painting, archery, swords, military formations, etc. are given in a seven-day week, with one day off per week. Interest classes rotate on a daily basis.
The teachers who teach are all famous teachers and great scholars.
Martial arts subjects were taught by the emperor's personal guards.
Every morning, there is a gymnastics session, where teachers and students play Baduanjin together. There is no physical education class, and the sword and sword formation in the interest courses is just physical education.
To this end, student dormitories and teacher dormitories were specially built next to Huangcheng Primary School.
Students all live in dormitories and can only go home on Sundays. Even princes and princesses must live in dormitories as long as they study in school. Palace maids are not allowed to accompany them. If you have any problems, you can ask the dormitory official.
The location of Huangcheng Primary School and dormitories is very interesting. The Forbidden City is only after the Meridian Gate to the north, and the central government offices are to the south from Chengtian Gate. It is next to the Sheji Altar, Taimiao Temple, Yinghun Temple, Emperor Temple and other buildings...
Occasionally, naughty students would wander around the Ancestral Temple, and if they were caught, they would be slapped on the palms of their hands.
"Uu, uh!"
The female officer in charge of the dormitory would blow a whistle at 6:40 every morning to remind the students to get up.
There are forty minutes for dressing, washing and eating.
At 7:20, teachers will come and take the students to the playground to play Baduanjin. The so-called playground is actually the square in front of the Sheji Altar. If there is a major sacrificial event, the square will be filled with civil and military officials.
Zhao Kuanghuan yawned and got up. Two roommates were already getting dressed, and another one was fast asleep.
Student dormitory, four people live in one room.
The princes and princesses also had to live with others, so that they could make more friends and take care of each other in their studies and life. Of course, who the princes and princesses would live with had to be assigned by drawing lots. The emperor usually presided over the drawing of lots, and the drawings were renewed every six months.
Allocate a dormitory once.
Zhao Han felt that it was better to hang out with students of the same age all day long than to grow up with the eunuchs of the Ming Dynasty princes.
"Zhang Fang, get up soon!" He Qianji shouted.
Zhang Fang wrapped the quilt tighter, huddled in the quilt, and spoke in a daze: "Sleep a little longer, sleep a little longer."
Zhao Kuanghuan had already put on his clothes, took his toothbrush, tooth powder and towel, and went outside to clean and wash himself. There was a well in the cafeteria, and hot water would be boiled every morning and carried to the courtyard of the dormitory for the students to use.
It snowed last night, and the maids were cleaning the house. A passage had been cleared out of the snow outside the door.
"Phew, it's so cold!" Liu Guozhen shivered when he went out.
Zhao Kuanghuan, Liu Guozhen, He Qianji and Zhang Fang were roommates in the same dormitory. Except for Zhao Kuanghuan, who was a prince, the other three were all sons of ministers in the DPRK.
When selecting students for Huangcheng Primary School, Manchu Wenwu competed for the first place.
In the end, Zhao Han came forward and asked officials of the fifth rank and above to name their seven to ten-year-old children in the family and make a list. Regardless of the children, each person could only name one, and they were sent to the emperor to draw lots.
Most of them reported their sons' names, but the emperor said there must be female students.
As a result, the few who applied for daughters were 100% selected.
This made the ministers regretful. If they had known better, they should have sent their daughters to study. If they had developed a good relationship with the prince since childhood, she might have become a queen in the future.
Zhao Kuanghuan had already finished washing up, and Zhang Fang, the lazy guy, got up and asked while getting dressed: "Whose math homework can I copy?"
"On the table, take it yourself." Zhao Kuanghuan said.
Zhang Fang smiled coyly: "Hey, Kuang Huan is still a good friend."
Zhao Han stipulated that during school, no one should be called prince, princess, prince, etc.
He Qianji is nine years old this year and is the son of He Yan, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites. Although he is young, he looks like an adult. He admonished him and said: "Kuanghuan, you can't lend him homework to copy. Sir, he leaves homework every day to train us.
Your Majesty’s studies. Moreover, His Majesty personally decided on the word homework. Plagiarizing homework is disrespectful to His Majesty.”
Zhao Kuanghuan smiled and said: "It doesn't hurt to copy it once or twice."
"No, if there is one, then there are two. Zhang Fang has copied it several times." He Qianji said.
Zhang Fang suddenly became unhappy: "He Qianji, what's your business if I copy Kuang Huan's homework? Although my father is one rank lower than your father, I'm not afraid of you. Let's fight if you dare!"
He Qianji bowed his hands and said, "A gentleman talks but never moves his hands."
Liu Guozhen suddenly walked over. This man was older, already ten years old. He put his arms around Zhang Fang and said with a smile, "Do you consider us friends?"
"We are friends." Zhang Fang nodded.
Liu Guozhen added: "If you continue to copy homework, I'm afraid you won't be friends next year. There are sixty students in the whole grade, ten will be eliminated every year, and students will be replenished. Do you think you can be among the top fifty in the exam?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Fang suddenly burst into tears.
Liu Guozhen continued: "He Qianji also does it for your own good. Don't blame him for meddling in other people's business."
Zhang Fang was about to speak but stopped, lowering his head and saying nothing.
Seeing that the conflict was resolved, Zhao Kuanghuan smiled and said, "Let's go have breakfast first."
This is what his father warned him: don't get involved in classmates' disputes, and don't just look at their classmates' grades. You should observe more, think more, pay attention to a person's character, and pay attention to a person's ability to do things.
At this moment, His Highness the Prince felt that Liu Guozhen was the person who could solve the problem.
And He Qianji is serious in his work and upright in his words and deeds.
As for Zhang Fang, although he doesn't study well and is very lazy, he usually enjoys playing together. He always has various ways to make everyone around him happy. When he first entered school, he led everyone to climb trees and dig out bird's nests.
The four of them went to the cafeteria together, but Zhang Fang was the only one who was unhappy.
He will definitely be eliminated next year. Firstly, he will be reluctant to leave his classmates here, and secondly, he may be hung up and beaten by his father.
There are already many people sitting in the cafeteria, including students and some teachers.
"Kuanghuan, this way!"
A short and stocky boy stood up and waved, but it was Zhang Tingxun, Zhang Tieniu's son. He had a refined name, but he was as reckless as his father and was likely to be eliminated in next year's school exam.
Zhao Kuanghuan and Zhang Tingxun have known each other for a long time, and they often played together when they were wearing crotchless pants.
Zhang Tingxun is also surrounded by Fei Ruhe's daughter Fei Shuyi, Fei Chun's son Fei Liangyan, Xu Ying's son Xu Yingzhang, Pang Chunlai's adopted son Pang Yuantai, and Li Banghua's granddaughter Li Shanxiang.
This group of people did not participate in the lottery at all and were directly selected by Zhao Han.
But it's easy to get in, but you have to rely on yourself to stay. If your grades are too bad, you still have to leave.
The table is the Eight Immortals table, six people are already seated, and there are only two empty seats.
He Qianji and Liu Guozhen did not rush to sit down, but went directly to the empty table next to them.
Zhao Kuanghuan smiled at everyone, and then sat down straightly. The naughty and mischievous boy before now looked more and more like a "superior".
Zhang Fang sat next to Zhao Kuanghuan, glanced at the table, and immediately muttered: "It's cabbage again, can't I change these vegetables?"
Millet porridge, meat buns, cabbage, and a small cup of soy milk are the winter breakfast for teachers and students.
After being promoted by the imperial court, Chinese cabbage has been popularized in all provinces, and has quickly become the king of winter vegetables. Many literati have written poems to praise it. The "Song of Cabbage" and "Ode to Cabbage" compare Chinese cabbage to a humble gentleman, which is so impressive.
Just went up.
While the teachers and students were eating, an old scholar-looking gentleman slowly patrolled the cafeteria with his hands behind his back and a ruler in hand.
He doesn't care whether you are chatting or laughing, but if you see someone wasting food, the old gentleman will definitely hit you with a ruler, no matter whether you are the son of a cabinet minister or the daughter of a minister.
The old gentleman's name was Zhang Chunqin. He was a boy who came from the mountains and was not even admitted as a scholar.
His knowledge is not profound and cannot be compared with famous teachers and scholars. But he is the first principal of Luling County Middle School and the first principal of middle school in the country. Now he has been transferred to Huangcheng Primary School as the principal.
Seeing Zhang Chunqin coming over, Zhang Fang, who was still complaining that the cabbage was unpalatable, immediately immersed himself in cooking rice.
Zhang Tingxun was joking with Zhao Kuanghuan, but he quickly shut up when he saw this.
You know, on the first day Zhao Kuanghuan entered school, he was spotted by the principal passing by while absent from class. After class, he was immediately called out to slap his palms.
The prince dares to fight!
Seeing Zhang Chunqin approaching, the prince was obviously a little frightened. Apart from his father, he was only afraid of the principal. On the contrary, the teacher was very kind.
Zhang Chunqin walked around the cafeteria and was very satisfied with the performance of the teachers and students, so he walked back to his seat.
He was an old boy from the mountains, and he used to earn a living in a village school. It was the wise and wise emperor of the present day who came up with a new school system. Four of the top ten students in the Wuxing Town Primary School Graduation Examination were the children from the mountains who he taught. So.
, he was named by the emperor and became the first principal of Luling County Middle School.
Now he has come to Nanjing, where he not only serves as the principal of Huangcheng Primary School, but also holds the rank of fourth-rank official in the Ministry of Etiquette.
Zhang Chunqin could not repay the great kindness of the Holy Emperor. He vowed to manage Huangcheng Primary School well, and even treated the prince as his grandson.
My grandson, if you have to hit him, hit him!
Seeing Zhang Chunqin leaving, all the children breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Kuanghuan's eyes couldn't help but glance towards the other table. Although he was only ten years old this year and had not yet reached the age of first love, he still had an admiration for the opposite sex.
The little girl with her back to him across the table is the daughter of Qiao Hongdao, a doctor from the Ministry of Finance. She is smart, excellent in studies, beautiful, and perfect in Zhao Kuanghuan's opinion.
The more you like someone in your heart, the more indifferent you will be to prevent others from knowing your secret. But sometimes, you can't help but raise your voice to deliberately attract the other person's attention.
Zhao Kuanghuan's current dream is to re-distribute classes next year so that he and his sweetheart are placed in the same class.
After breakfast, the children ran towards the playground.
Morning exercises are already waiting there.
"Hush!"
As soon as the whistle blew, the students lined up quickly. The instructor shouted the slogans in the infantry drill, commanded the students to line up in order, and collectively performed the health-preserving gymnastics of Baduanjin.
Even a few teachers came over to do it together.
(There were many typos yesterday and they have been corrected.)