Bai Henian pondered for a long time, and finally nodded under the eager eyes of other lecturers. Everyone present burst into cheers, and only Bai Henian and Zhu Gui could remain calm.
And they don't know what this will mean.
On that day, King Dai and Princess Dai attended the centenary celebration of White Deer Academy. There were hundreds of students dressed neatly and performed a big play in a classical way.
Among them are many high-ranking officials and gentry from other prefectures, counties and even prefectures.
But Zhu Gui was about to fall asleep.
He found an excuse to get rid of these people and walked alone on the outskirts of Yingzhou with two personal soldiers.
The weather was sunny on this day, a rare good weather after continuous heavy rain.
There are many farmers in the fields still working hard.
They didn't know that the young man in casual clothes in front of them was the acting king.
However, this leisurely time did not last long, and Xu Miaoqing soon came over.
"Hey, Zhu Gui, you know it's rude to leave like this? People will talk about you."
As a lady of the family, Xu Miaoqing has been very familiar with this aspect since she was a child.
But Zhu Gui said disapprovingly: "That kind of energy-consuming scene is not suitable for me."
"Then this place is suitable for you?" Xu Miaoqing said angrily.
"Yes, look at these fertile fields and farmers. This is the foundation of the Ming Dynasty. And they don't have much demand for this country. As long as it can meet their daily needs, they will turn to whoever can do this.
He who is a little bit is a wise king."
Zhu Gui felt something for a moment and couldn't help but talk about it.
"Please keep your voice down. As a vassal king, it is inappropriate for you to discuss state affairs."
Xu Miaoqing reminded.
Zhu Gui nodded and did not continue, but his eyes crossed the land in front of him and drifted to the grassland.
That is the future of Ming Dynasty.
In the afternoon of the same day, King Dai returned to Datong Mansion.
After sending Xu Miaoqing back, he went to the Datong Chamber of Commerce and asked people to invite the bosses and masters of various workshops in Datong Mansion.
After burning incense, about fifty people gathered in the chamber of commerce, and many people could only stand outside the door.
However, this did not affect the admiration in their eyes for the only person sitting in the room.
Zhu Gui did not put on a show, but asked someone to bring in a box, stood on it and said loudly: "Everyone, Datong Mansion is what it is today, thanks to your hard work during this period."
"However, everyone cannot be satisfied with the current results. I have one more thing to ask for here, and that is for each workshop to send several skilled craftsmen to teach students in the school."
After Zhu Gui finished speaking, the whole room of people who were originally very excited immediately became commotion.
"What? Did I hear it correctly? Let us craftsmen teach students?"
"Yeah, what can we teach? Can we teach them carpentry or how to raise silkworms?"
"That's not possible. My craftsmanship is inherited from my ancestors and will never be passed down to others."
If Prince Zhu Gui were not still standing here, these people would have turned around and left long ago after hearing these words.
Zhu Gui seemed to have anticipated the scene before him.
He waited for everyone to finish the discussion before saying again: "Don't misunderstand me, the reason why you send master craftsmen to teach students is to develop industry and commerce, so that there will be more skilled workers, and your workshops can also improve efficiency."
At this time, a tall, thin and hunchbacked old man came out.
"Your Majesty, please interrupt me. We all have apprentices. Since we can train them in a workshop, why do we have to go to a school?"
"Yes, missing a few master craftsmen will delay the production of our workshop."
"Our orders for this month haven't been completed yet."
After everyone heard what the old man said, they started talking again.
"quiet."
The guard beside Zhu Gui shouted loudly.
Only then did everyone stop talking.
Zhu Gui said: "That's a good question, but after all, the number of apprentices trained in the workshop is limited, and the qualifications of the apprentices vary. I have made a promise here that all workshops that send master craftsmen can receive subsidies."
"At the same time, if the master craftsman can write a book about his skills, the Prince's Palace will have additional business, and if other workshops use the skills in the book in the future, they can charge a certain fee."
Zhu Gui wanted to use this to propose the concept of "patent", so that craftsmen with unique skills would no longer hide their secrets and increase their enthusiasm.
Sure enough, after Zhu Gui finished speaking, everyone started discussing again.
But what they were discussing this time was how much benefit they could get from their craftsmanship if they went according to Dai Wang's statement.
Moreover, the results of the discussion also made them discover that the sooner some skills are written, the better, so that they can seize the opportunity.
It's just that many of these craftsmen can't even write, let alone write books.
Someone raised this point, and Zhu Gui also gave a perfect solution, that is, those who need it can submit it to Daiwangfu, which will cooperate with Bailu Academy. After review, a special person will be assigned to the craftsman who wants to write a book.
Provide services.
After this meeting, although there were still many craftsmen who did not want to disclose their skills to the public, they did not reject other plans from Dai Wangfu.
So after ranking, these workshops actually submitted a list of more than a hundred people.
Zhu Gui was very satisfied with this.
He asked people to find the county magistrate Zhang Mao and talk to him about promoting the school.
Zhang Mao did not dare to neglect and immediately promised to send someone to the site.
As for formulating the relevant school system, as well as the work financing of the workshop craftsmen, Zhu Gui had to complete it by himself.
It took three days for Zhu Gui to walk out of the study.
"Ah, it's finally finished. I wonder how the preparations are going at the school."
Just as Zhu Gui was going to ask someone to clean up for him, he saw Butler Wang walking in in a hurry.
"Your Majesty, you have finally come out. The censor sent by the imperial court to provide disaster relief has been waiting for you all day."
"Disaster Relief Censor? Where is he now?"
Zhu Gui remembered that Zhang Mao seemed to have mentioned this matter to him.
"Governor Zhang is accompanying him to inspect the fields. The censor has a bad temper and threatens to go to other states and counties if he can't see the prince in half a day."
Butler Wang explained.
"Oh, you have such a big temper. I want to see who dares to show my displeasure in my territory when I arrive. I'll order someone to call them over."
Zhu Gui felt a little unhappy.
After half a stick of incense, Zhu Gui had finished washing herself and regained her former look.
It happened that the disaster relief censor also entered Datong Mansion accompanied by Zhang Mao.
"Where is the acting king?"
As soon as the censor entered the door, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
This shocked both Zhang Mao and Butler Wang.
Zhu Gui walked to the door and looked out. He saw a frail scholar with a fair face and a thin flesh, wearing a red official suit, standing in the courtyard with his hands tied and looking towards him.