Li Wenmin was deep in thought, standing under the sun.
The sun was getting hotter, but he seemed unaware of it.
When he was a child, his family background was not good. His father loved to curse, which offended many people. The neighbor's children often bullied him and discriminated against him. The adults also scolded him...
At that time, he was confused and felt that his father was wrong, but no matter how wrong his father was, he was still his father.
Under such circumstances, he suppressed his anger in his heart and studied hard. When he succeeded in studying, the anger that had been accumulated for many years also exploded.
He feels that many people look down on him. If this is the case, why should I look down on you?
He most likes to use his talent to crush those people, and seeing those people's embarrassment fills his heart with the pleasure of revenge.
He wanted to be an official, and the bigger the better, but his temperament ran into obstacles in the officialdom. Until one time during a dispute with a Shangguan, he was scolded by the other party, so he took action and ended the first half of his life.
The days of exile were not easy. There was not enough to eat, no warm clothes, no books to read, no pen, ink, paper and inkstone. It was like being in hell.
Not long ago, he was singled out to supervise the construction of the county school, and only then did he see a glimmer of hope.
But the dawn is just the dawn, what he wants to see is the sunshine.
He took a deep breath.
Then we went to the county office.
"Ming Mansion, Li Wenmin would like to see you."
Yang Xuan was about to go back to the backyard for lunch when he nodded when he heard this.
Cao Ying was a little curious, "This man even argued with me at that time. Since Lang Jun has suppressed him with a few poems today, he should work hard. What is he doing here? Are you not convinced?"
The old thief smiled and said: "Maybe he thought of a poem and thought it could surpass Lang Jun's three poems to find a place."
People who rely on their talents and let others go are often more competitive than ordinary people.
"No!" Yang Xuan said firmly, "He doesn't have that talent."
Except for the first of the three poems, the other two are all famous. If Li Wenmin's talent could surpass these two famous poems, he would not have wasted his career in the officialdom.
Li Wenmin came in.
Everyone in the lobby was looking at him.
Li Wenmin saluted.
"I've seen the Ming Dynasty."
"What's the matter?"
Yang Xuan asked.
"I would like to ask the Ming Dynasty, if I teach students well, will I be able to return to my hometown in glory one day?"
Returning home in glory?
Yang Xuan nodded, "Of course."
Li Wenmin asked: "If you are promoted in the Ming Dynasty in the future, can you take me with you?"
The order of the two questions was reversed, but it confirmed the fact that the scholar was cunning. If he had asked first if he could follow Yang Xuan in the future, Yang Xuan would most likely refuse.
But first he asked if there would be a day when he could return home in glory.
After Yang Xuan agreed, it was difficult to refuse the second question.
Naturally, a county professor cannot return to his hometown in glory, only to a higher level.
"Do you want to follow me from now on?"
"yes."
Yang Xuan smiled, "I will watch you."
Let's wait and see whether you have the ability to follow me.
Li Wenmin handed over his hand and said, "I excuse myself."
Don't beat your chest, don't break the big rocks, but calmly excuse yourself.
"There's something interesting about this guy."
During lunch, Yang Xuan talked about Li Wenmin.
"Just someone who wants to be an official." Yi Niang said casually.
"How do you know?" Cao Ying asked.
Yi Niang glanced at Zhang Siniang and said, "Where I used to be, those people were more motivated than the people in the officialdom. What was the purpose of following the husband for no reason? The husband is not a beauty... I'm sorry.
Ah Langjun."
Yang Xuan was arranged by her and could only smile.
Yi Niang raised her eyebrows at Zhang Siniang, implying that for such a well-informed husband, if you don't hurry up and hook up, what are you waiting for?
"As a prisoner, how difficult is it for him to get ahead? He can only become an official. With his bad temper, only those who can make him surrender can make him surrender. After surrendering, he will develop a sense of dependence. Such people
Ah! I've seen a lot before."
Yi Niang concluded: "This kind of people seem to be full of thorns and extremely tough, but in fact they are the weakest and have a strong sense of dependence."
Yang Xuan: "..."
Cao Ying: "..."
Old thief: "..."
Yi Niang looked at everyone, "Isn't it appropriate?"
"OK!"
Yang Xuan felt that Yi Niang's success in becoming an expert in palace fighting was not a fluke. From this analysis alone, it can be seen that she has excellent vision.
After dinner, Cao Ying asked: "Mr. Lang, the school has been built, and the regulations for recruiting students should also be finalized."
"There is no distinction between teaching and learning." Yang Xuan's attitude was very firm, "As long as they are suitable, I will accept them. But there is one thing, if you don't study hard, go home."
"You broke the law." Suzaku said after a long time.
Wang Laoer raised his hand.
Yang Xuan asked: "What's the matter?"
"I'm going to study!"
"It's a good thing." Yang Xuan thought this was really a good thing. "Lao Cao will teach you in person later, and I will give you lessons when I have some free time."
"Okay!" Wang Laoer was very happy.
The poor kid thought reading was fun and was very happy. After a few days, Yang Xuan could almost imagine Wang Laoer's despair.
He looked forward to it unkindly.
Cao Ying stood up and said, "I'll teach you something first."
The two went to other places.
Yang Xuan went to the lobby.
"Post a notice saying that all children aged eight to ten at home can be sent to school."
"No money."
"Take care of a meal."
Zhen Siwen looked shocked, "Mingfu, this is not a school, this is charity."
"You know nothing!" Yang Xuan was writing the notice while worrying that his words were not worthy of his poems. "If Northern Xinjiang wants long-term peace and stability, what do we rely on? We rely on talents."
"Isn't this how things have been for thousands of years?" Zhen Siwen felt that Yang Xuan's words were a bit mysterious.
"But why can't it be better?" Yang Xuan thought of the amazing things in another world, "Take it and post it up. By the way, some people are illiterate. Siwen, please arrange for someone to recite it."
"yes."
Notices were posted outside the county building.
Immediately people poured in.
"What are you talking about?"
"I do know the word."
"What word?"
"Book."
Zhen Siwen coughed dryly and said, "Listen up."
Everyone fell silent.
"The Ming government has issued an order that within three days from today, all children at home who are eight to ten years old, except those who are stupid, can be sent to the county school to study."
"No, no, no!"
"That is, if you can help take care of the children at the age of eight or ten, and can still cook and do housework, what kind of books should you study?"
Zhen Siwen shouted: "Shut up."
After it was quiet, he continued: "No money will be charged."
whispering sound!
A woman holding a bamboo basket shook her head, turned around and left.
Outside the next door, King Wei was watching a play.
"He is crazy to think of getting into a county school." Huang Ping found it funny. "Most of the people in this place are criminals. Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and mice can burrow their babies. The children of these criminals have heard and seen it since they were young.
Ran, who is such a good person?"
King Wei said calmly: "The people are ignorant. They only know how to farm and work to make money, and let their children go to school. This hinders them from making money. Who will go?"
"The imperial examination is a single-plank bridge. How many people can pass it? If you can't pass the imperial examination, you can only be a powerful person. You can become an official by looking for a job, or take charge of the family. But for the common people,
, this book is a waste of time. Those ladies are not fools, how can they put their children into this bottomless pit." Huang Ping shook his head.
King Wei glanced at Huang Ping and asked, "How were you back then?"
"..."
Huang Ping was a little ashamed, "I have failed in my studies. Fortunately, the king did not give up, so I have a place to display my talents."
Over there, Zhen Siwen shouted: "You still have to worry about lunch!"
When King Wei and Huang Ping saw the woman who didn't bother to turn around, they immediately turned around and ran. While running, they raised their right hands and shouted: "My Erlang is nine years old, do you want to take her in?"
Zhen Siwen asked: "Are you stupid?"
"Do you really care about a meal?"
"Of course it's true."
"You're not stupid. My Erlang is the smartest. He never fails to coax those who have just arrived." The woman was very proud.
"receive!"
Huang Ping felt a little melancholy, "I was coaxed by the children in the city last time."
It's really embarrassing to be so old.
What will such children do when they enter school?
Huangping looked forward to it with some schadenfreude.
"The princess has sent a letter." King Wei said quietly, "There are some things that require you to go back."
I'm done! Huang Ping felt his legs were weak and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, can you please change to someone else?"
…
Yue Er's house was diagonally opposite the county house. After hearing the notice, he went back and called his two children.
"The eldest son is nine years old and is about to go to school. The second son has to wait for another two years."
My wife Zhang came over and asked, "What kind of reading?"
Yue Er married the convict woman Zhang after being exiled in Taiping. The old man and his young wife gave birth to two sons. From then on, he became a rake ear.
"The county has set up a county school. It is said that the textbooks were drawn up by the Ming Dynasty. I want to send Dalang there."
Zhang said dissatisfiedly: "Da Lang can help me with my work now..."
Yue Er apologized and said, "I still care about lunch."
"Isn't it food made from dead cows and horses?"
Mrs. Zhang said disgustedly: "I won't go."
She grew up in Taiping and had little knowledge. However, Yue Er was different. Yue Er knew the importance of studying. "Madam, after Da Lang studies, he will not be able to become an official in the future."
"What kind of official do you want to be? Dreaming!"
Mrs. Zhang turned around and left, cursing as she walked, "Da Lang likes to be lazy all day long. If he goes to study, he will definitely stop doing the work at home."
Yue Dashu jumped up and said, "I just want to study!"
"Dream!" Mrs. Zhang cursed, "Baby, I'll beat you to death!"
"Then you fight!" Yue Da snorted bookishly.
The tutors in this class of exiled families were like this. It often happened that their children would argue with Ye Niang and scold Ye Niang when the situation got serious. Mrs. Zhang had no choice but to do something about it. She beat her many times but it didn't work, and then she just went with the flow.
Yue Er scratched his head, thinking that the child should go to school, but he was worried that his wife would have a seizure, and was in a dilemma for a while.
The next morning, Yue Er got up and said he was going to find a job.
"Don't break your waist!" Ms. Zhang was weaving at home.
"I know, I know." Yue Er took his two children out and walked around for a few times before arriving at the county school.
There were a lot of people outside the county school today, and everyone was talking with their children. When the children were left unattended, they would fight outside the door, some crying, some yelling.
"Mingfu is here."
Those parents immediately rushed over. After finding their children, they first gave their children a few fifty cents on their butts, and then shouted: "Be good, or the lunch meal will be gone."
The child nodded vigorously, almost drooling, "Aye, can we really eat at noon?"
Nowadays, it is common to have two meals, breakfast and dinner. Yang Xuan was young and never hungry, so Yi Niang made three meals.
"Wait, there will definitely be one."
If the children eat one meal in school, the family will save one meal, which will save a lot throughout the year!
Anyone can settle this account.
Yang Xuan came with Cao Ying.
"I've seen the Ming Dynasty."
Yang Xuan nodded and said to Cao Ying: "These are the seeds of the future."
Cao Ying was a little dissatisfied with the education plan, "Lang Jun, after you are successful, the imperial examinations every year will be able to recruit the best talents from all over the world for Lang Jun's use."
"Do you think I established a county school just to buy my reputation?"
Cao Ying laughed dryly, "I don't dare."
This is the default.
Yang Xuan said softly: "Old Cao, think about it carefully, who was the master from the Chen State to the Tang Dynasty?"
"Emperors and noble families."
"What caused the death of Chen State?"
"The rich and powerful in the family are greedy."
"Why can they be greedy? Why doesn't the king cut off their greedy hands?"
"The king cannot shake them." Cao Ying looked at Yang Xuan in astonishment, "Lang Jun, do you want... do you want to replace their talents with your own talents?"
"Those things they are good at in the imperial examination are what they are good at. Therefore, most of the people who pass the imperial examination every year are the children of powerful and high-ranking officials, and there are very few children of ordinary people. Lao Cao, when these people come to power, who will they speak for?"
"For yourself."
"Yes! From generation to generation, power has been monopolized by powerful people from aristocratic families. The king can only watch them plan for their own family, harming the public and enriching themselves. How can the Tang Dynasty be good?"
"Mr. Lang wants to..."
"Some other things will be taught in the school. I'm looking forward to that day."
"But those powerful families will rise up to oppose it. If it is inappropriate, they will even rebel."
"Do you think I will get along well with them after I succeed?"
"Lang Jun wants to overthrow them?"
"no?"
"It's too difficult."
"But if Guo Zuo of the Tang Dynasty wants to continue and become strong, he has to get rid of these vampires, otherwise he will make the same mistakes as Chen Guo soon."
"This..." Cao Ying thought about it carefully, "Destiny determines whether everything will rise or fall!"
"Bullshit!" Yang Xuan said scornfully: "Anyone with some brains knows that Chen Guo died because the upper class was too greedy and exploited the people too much, so that the people had no life. In order to whitewash the nobles, those people said it was destiny.
This is the case for the people. If you don't give me a way to live, then I will cut off your way to live.
Those fools think they are superior, like gods overlooking all living things, but they forget that they are so tall because they are riding on the heads of the people.
When the people are not willing to be ridden by them, if they just step out of the way, these people will fall to pieces!"
Cao Ying was shocked, "Where did Mr. Lang come up with this?"
"I figured it out myself." Yang Xuan has been studying the history of that world systematically. He has seen the rise and fall and is pondering the truth behind it.
The Tang Dynasty is very similar to the Song and Ming Dynasties. The upper class people are singing and dancing to achieve peace, but the crisis has already been brewing. When the time comes, those proud upper class people will become sacrifices.
"This is the study of emperors!" Cao Ying's voice was undetectable, and he looked at Yang Xuan with eyes that were almost frightened.
This is God’s gift!
The knowledge of emperors that only those with destiny can comprehend!
Li Wenmin came out.
"I've seen the Ming Mansion!"
"Let's get started."
Registration is quick!
Class started immediately.
"Not going home?"
"Aye!"
"Aniang!"
The children shouted several times, and except for one who choked, everyone else was very happy.
"This is my Taiping son. He is rough-skinned and thick-bodied, and his temperament is tougher than others." Yang Xuan shamelessly praised.
"Yes!" The magistrate of Taiping County praised without blushing or heartbeat.
Li Wenmin handed over his hand: "Please ask Mingfu to teach you the first lesson."
This is something planned.
Yang Xuan walked into the classroom and sat down on his knees.
"I've seen the Ming Mansion!"
The children stood up and saluted under the leadership of their husband.
Yang Xuan shook his head, "There is no official position when you enter here, only knowledge. Sir, it is to teach you and solve your doubts! Today I will teach you the first lesson, sir."
The husband took the children and saluted again.
"Meet sir."
Yang Xuan said, "With all the knowledge in the world, what should you learn first? You should learn to be a human being first! Let you know why you study first."
"Filial piety comes first among all good deeds..."
Yang Xuan spoke slowly, and the children below listened carefully.
…
Yue Laoer went out with his two children, but when he came home only the younger one was left.
"Sent to the county school."
"You're crazy!"
Yue Laoer squatted at the door, letting Mrs. Zhang spray violently behind him.
"What can you learn by going to the county school? Can you learn well? I won't go tomorrow." Mrs. Zhang roared and went back to continue her work.
In her eyes, surviving is the right way, and everything else is crooked.
Everyone has a different understanding of the word "living". The rich and powerful feel that excitement is the only way to live, and they are arrogant and extravagant for this reason. For Zhang, as long as the two children can be fed every day, even if the food is worse, this is living.
.
People are always different, just like heaven and hell.
That's why class change is called the carp leaping over the dragon's gate.
In the afternoon, Mr. Zhang sat on the steps to rest due to backache, and Yue Er took over and continued.
Knock knock knock!
There was a knock on the door outside. Today, Ye Niang was making a fuss, and Yue Sanshu was a little afraid of being beaten, so he had been honest for a long time. When he heard the knock on the door, he rushed over to open the door as fast as he could.
"Brother!"
The one who came back was Yue Dashu.
He was carrying a high-quality cloth schoolbag, and Mrs. Zhang just sneered when she saw it.
Yue Dashu came forward and saluted.
"Grandma, thank you for your hard work."
Zhang was stunned.
Yue Dashu put down his schoolbag, then washed his hands and went inside.
The Yue family's livelihood was weaving, and the couple took turns working, getting up early and staying late at night, just to keep the family fed.
Yue Er was weaving and saw his boss coming in. Just as he was about to ask a question, Yue Dashu saluted and said, "Ah, thank you for your hard work."
Yue Er: "..."
Mrs. Zhang was leaning by the door, also puzzled.
Yue Dashu stepped forward and said, "Auntie, I'm going to light a fire."
Children of poor people have been in charge of their families for a long time. Yue Dashu learned to make fire and cook early, but his skills are not good. Moreover, the children are playful and would do nothing if they could do nothing.
What happened today?
Yue Er and Zhang were confused and had no intention of doing any work. They got up and followed them outside the kitchen, watching the boss skillfully kneading the noodles.
Zhang finally couldn't bear it any longer and asked, "Da Lang, who asked you to work?"
Yue Dashu said: "The Ming Dynasty taught us a lesson today."
"What did you say?"
"The Ming Dynasty said that filial piety comes first among all virtues. The reason why people are human is because they know filial piety."
"The Ming Dynasty said that there is a big, big world outside Taiping, and there are many interesting things. But if you want to see these things, you have to study and make progress."
"The Ming Dynasty also said that only filial children can make progress by studying, while unfilial children will only read books full of crooked ideas..."
Yue Dashu raised his head, his eyes sparkling, "Aye, Aniang, I want to make progress!"