Song Yang smiled: "It's very simple to make the country rich and its people rich, as long as Nanli has a few more geniuses, it will be done."
Master Sima immediately turned against him and was about to slam the table and yell at him. Fortunately, Prefect Liu was quick and stretched out his arms to stop him.
Song Yang pretended not to see it and continued in a slow voice: "What kind of person is a genius? In ancient times, some people made iron plows, which allowed farmers to do twice the result with half the effort; some people thought of stirrups, allowing cavalry to gallop on the battlefield; some people invented
Saws allow craftsmen to make fine work. These people are all geniuses. People who can change the world on their own, make production simple and efficient, and make soldiers and horses strong and terrifying, are geniuses. If only Nan Li had more
If there are some geniuses, why worry about not being prosperous... But where do geniuses come from?”
"Taking blacksmiths as an example alone, when a thousand good craftsmen are working, at least a hundred of them will spend their time pursuing labor-saving, efficient and yet exquisite methods; out of a hundred such methods, maybe ten
One is feasible; ten feasible methods can complement each other and integrate with each other. The final product may be the stirrups and iron plows of those days. There is no need to worry about the proportions of the numbers I mentioned, as long as you understand the truth: genius does not come from the soil.
What grows comes from talents. Only when there are enough talents can we hope to 'give birth' to geniuses. If you want geniuses, you must have a lot of talents... What is talent?"
"Either literary skills, or military strategy, or smelting, or medicine and stone, or divination... Those who are proficient in at least one of many subjects can be considered talents only if they can use their talents to serve the country. Where do talents come from?"
"Talent comes from the common people. Now among the common people in Nanli, one in ten is literate; one in ten literate people is fortunate enough to receive specialized training; one in ten people who receive professional training may be able to produce a talent. However, if domestic
Everyone is literate, everyone knows numeracy, everyone has the opportunity to read and understand the writings of the sages, how many talents can we produce in Nanli?"
Song Yang suddenly changed the subject: "There are endless mysteries in the world, and Song Yang was lucky enough to realize one of them: qualitative change comes from quantitative change. This is a great truth! The more people study, the more talented people will be.
Emergence; only when there are more talents can genius appear. The reading I am talking about is not just economic articles, but comprehensive education in literature, martial arts, military, medicine and other sciences."
The anger on Mr. Sima's face had dissipated at some point, and he was replaced by frowning and contemplating. Especially after hearing the statement that "qualitative change comes from quantitative change", his eyes brightened obviously.
And Song Yang kept saying: "If you want to enrich the country and strengthen the people, want outstanding geniuses, and want countless talents? There is only one way: to run schools and open up people's wisdom. The imperial court should set up schools and turn private schools into public schools."
At this point, Song Yang suddenly stopped speaking, and after a moment of silence, he reached out to point out the many city officials on the stage one by one, saying disrespectfully: "Now Nanli, I can't point to you, I can't point to you, I can't point to you," he said
, and pointed to the audience: "I can't count on you, and I can't count on me! All adults, all adults can't count on you! Everyone is working for rice, even if the school is free, who of you still has the energy and the energy?
Do you want to study with your mind? Not to mention that if your mind is formed, studying again may not have any effect. If you want to enrich the country and strengthen the people, it is useless for you and me, only...baby! The young man here today is the hope of Nanli Xiong in the world tomorrow.
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Publicly funded schools, compulsory education, taking all subjects together, then selecting the best after a certain age, and continuing their studies with state funding. From the current country selecting talents to the future country cultivating talents. This is what anyone who will be 'thousand years from now' will
Some people know that Song Yang is no exception, and he talks freely...
"In the final analysis, there are only three words: young people are strong!" He briefly talked about the model of running schools and the benefits of setting up public schools. Finally, Song Yang read aloud: "The wisdom of young people will make the country wise, the richness of young people will make the country rich, and the strong young people will make the country strong."
"If young people are independent, the country will be independent. If young people are free, the country will be free. If young people make progress, the country will progress. If young people are better than the middle country, then the country will be better than the middle country. If young people are strong in the world, then the country will be strong in the world."
The aphorisms in "Young China Theory" and Mr. Liang Qichao's famous sayings were regarded as classics by Song Yang in his previous life and he knew them by heart. Although the words "independence and freedom" in this sonorous statement are not common words in this life, Song Yang
He was reluctant to change it. But he couldn't change the words "Europe, the Earth" in the original work, so he changed it to "Middle-earth, the World".
The words are concise, and the truth does not need to be explained. Nanli is weak and cannot rise suddenly overnight. If you want to become strong, you must pay attention to the future of the country and the youth.
Ren Xiaozhao was tough-talking and kept saying that he must 'act impartially'. He had already given Song Yang a 'pass' in his heart. In addition, what Song Yang said was indeed good. He immediately said happily: "What a 'qualitative change comes from quantitative change'"
, what a saying, 'If a young man is better than the Middle Earth, the country will be better than the Middle Earth', passed!"
At this time, Qingyang Sima who was sitting on the stage suddenly stood up: "Wait a minute!" As soon as the words came out, Lord Sima suddenly realized that he was scolding the princess, and hurriedly bowed and saluted, explaining incoherently: "I am not a lower official, not...
…Please forgive me, Princess… I am not denying Mr. Song the opportunity to pass the election, but I just want to ask Mr. Song to stay. I have one more thing to ask.”
Song Yang had no objection to the old gentleman, and smiled and saluted: "What do you want to inquire about, sir?"
"The talk about a young man making a country powerful is shocking. Just now, Mr. Wu also said that he has learned from heaven and earth about 'self-cultivation and self-reflection'... I resist the urge to ask Mr. Mr. about self-cultivation."
"When the sky is moving well, a gentleman will strive to strengthen himself; when the terrain is weak, a gentleman will be virtuous."
This time, Song Yang did not make a long speech, and only said this sentence softly. Then he clearly heard a soft and soft female voice in the princess's silk curtain, and he drank in a low voice: "Okay!" Then he let it go.
Xiao Zhan's voice sounded, and it was very soft: "What's the good thing? What does he mean, sister can understand it?"
Song Yang won the election, and did not rush to the seat where the winner was. Instead, he turned to face the east and bowed far away, thanking the sage who proposed "Young Strong" and "Tian Xingjian" in another world. Others only said that he came from "
I understand it in heaven and earth, and at this moment I am thanking heaven and earth.
In the middle of the salute, there was suddenly a muffled sound of "boom". Mr. Sima was punching the table... He had just come back to his senses from the theory of "Tian Xingjian", and his face was full of surprise to see Song Yangzheng again.
"Thank you to heaven and earth." Only then did the old man realize that he had lost his composure. He was at a loss for a moment, partly to cover up, and partly out of sincerity. He simply followed Song Yang and extended his body to salute and thank heaven and earth at the same time.
The prefect next to him was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this was a great opportunity to show respect to his superiors and humility to his subordinates. He also stood up and bowed to the east together. As soon as the prefect moved, many officials on the stage also hurriedly got up and followed.
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All the officials on the stage thanked Heaven and Earth, and many people below the stage also followed suit. In a blink of an eye, the stage and people were solemn. Ren Xiaoyao's low voice came to Song Yang's ears from behind the silk curtain: "So many people are here together."
Worship heaven and earth..."
The woman next to her chuckled and corrected: "Thank you, heaven and earth!"
Song Yangli stood up and walked towards the seats where Er Sha and Xiao Qi were sitting. However, before he could walk past the high platform, a disdainful and obscure laughter suddenly came from the audience: "Hey, kid, take a step slowly and ask you.
Just a matter." The person who spoke was a fat man with a dark complexion, a flat nose and narrow eyes. He had a bright gold necklace hanging around his neck. His clothes were conspicuous, completely different from Nuli's clothes.
Behind the fat man were seven or eight people, all dressed similarly to him. Song Yang had almost never left the town before, so he had no experience, but he could still recognize that these people were all Tibetan people.
Tubo repeatedly invaded the border and invaded Nanli. However, the two countries were still friendly and good neighbors on the surface, and there were still trade exchanges. Tubo merchants often went deep into Nanli. The same was true for Yan State. At that time, all the honorary friends came to the Song Dynasty under the banner of merchants to kill Song Dynasty.
Yang.
The Nanli court had always had strict orders to protect the state officials and these Tibetan merchants in order not to give Tibet an excuse to use weapons. This made their arrogance more powerful, and the Tibetan merchants became very domineering in Nanli territory.
Song Yang stopped and looked over following the voice: "Say."
The Tubo leader grinned: "What are you doing? It's said that I'm singing an opera, but I can't see your faces, and I'm saying that I'm playing monkeys, but I can't hear the gongs..." Before he could finish his words, there were already angry curses around him, so Qin Zhui simply said nothing.
He said that he was about to step down from the stage, but Song Yang stretched out his hand to stop him.
Qin Zhui's voice was low: "This matter has nothing to do with you." He meant well. If Qin Zhui and the Hongbo Guards took action, those Tubo people would have the backing of the Hongbo Prefecture regardless of whether they were killed or maimed; but if Song Yang took action,
, the court may have another attitude.
Song Yang shook his head, he had his own reason: "If I have stepped down, I don't care how you deal with them; but I am still on stage, and these people are just making trouble for me." Ren Xiaoqian had already turned his back, but as soon as he
Seeing Song Yang stopping Qin Zhui, knowing that he wanted to take care of this matter, he immediately ordered the Hongbo Guards to stand still.
At this time, the people of Qingyang in the audience were furious. If the officers and soldiers had not stopped them, they would have rushed over and killed these madmen alive. The prefect also had a dark face, but the princess remained silent and he did not dare to pass on the order.
Amid the scoldings of the crowd, the Tubo leader looked like he suddenly realized something and laughed loudly: "Are you electing a Southern Ritchie? As long as you have merit, you can stand for election? Haha, just right." As he said that, he stretched out his hand and patted his belly.
Xiang: "I can eat, and I'm famous as a foodie in Tubo. Can I go on stage and rely on this belly to enjoy the Southern Richness addiction?"
Everyone in Nanli became even angrier, but Song Yang then smiled and said: "Well, I have heard that Tubo is rich in food, and I am very happy to see one alive today."
With a bang, all the people in Qingyang City laughed loudly in the audience, deliberately letting go of their voices and laughing as loudly as they could.
The Tubo leader spoke Chinese well, but after all, he was not his mother tongue. He was not as "native" as Song Yang, so he couldn't argue with him over words. In anger, he mumbled and cursed in his hometown dialect.
Song Yang turned his head to look at where Ren was sitting. He bowed and saluted: "The common people are not talking fast, please cover your ears so as not to disturb those who are listening." After speaking, he turned around and pointed at the Tibetan leader: "A rice pail."
, I will rough you."
Song Yang could not understand the Tubo language, but he knew that the other party was scolding him. In his past life and in this life, Song Yang had never been one to retaliate when scolded.
None of the people in Nanli expected that the young talent who was delivering a sermon on the stage just now would suddenly turn into a naughty boy and cursed people with dirty words. They were all stunned, but a moment later he loudly shouted again.
Laughing, even the always rigid old scholar Sima twirled his beard and laughed. Countless people imitated Song Yang's tone and pointed at the Tibetan businessmen and cursed in unison: "Fool, I'm going to bully you!"
Thousands of people cursed in unison, and the sound was earth-shattering.