On the other side, Xiaoqiu saw Zhu Kui go to another room, pouted, entered the room, and persuaded in a low voice: "Miss, the master has already gone to the next door. It's late at night, so you'd better go to bed early!"
Zhao Ying'er nodded, although he knew he cared about her, and marrying her in one day was to tell outsiders that both of them were legitimate wives, but after all, he was inferior to her.
I looked up and looked around at the bright red flowers in the room. I don't know why, but two lines of pure tears fell down involuntarily, dripping on the bride's wedding robe. There was a snapping sound, and there was silence in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, Xiaoqiu quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped it gently, feeling extremely painful in her heart.
After calming down, Zhao Ying'er was about to let Xiaoqiu leave, wanting to be alone for a while without waiting.
The sound of "hiccup, burp" suddenly sounded. The master and the servant listened for a while. It came from the wooden wall next to the bed, and they were about to step forward to take a look.
Seeing that the wooden plank was suddenly torn down with a "crash", their eyes were facing each other.
"Master! Why...this...wall...can be taken down?" Xiaoqiu's little mouth opened like the word "oh".
It turns out that the two rooms are connected together, and there is only one bed, separated by thick wooden boards. If you don't look carefully, ordinary people can't tell Ni Duan.
"You little girl, why are there so many? Take it! Get out quickly." Zhu Kui stepped over and took out a jade bracelet and sent Xiao Qiu away.
After the outsiders left, there were only three people left in the room. Zhao Ying'er said angrily: "Husband, what are you doing? Such nonsense will damage your reputation if word spreads."
Looking at the faint traces of tears on his face, Zhu Kui stepped forward and stretched out his hand to wipe them away gently. With one arm, he moved the shy head away and held it affectionately in his arms. He said, "Why are you crying? Look at Shu Shu'er.
Don’t cry, you are older and stronger, aren’t you?”
"Hug each other on the left and right, it is a blessing for us all. We will have no regrets in this life after having a wedding like this!" Zhu Kui had a satisfied smile on his face and pulled the two brides into his arms with his left and right hands.
"It's my husband's fault. I modified the new house to look like this without your consent. I don't want to treat one with favoritism. Can I forgive my husband?"
The two women looked at each other, then at Zhu Kui's stubborn look, and nodded with blushing faces. They had no choice but to let him go on his nonsense, and they all went into the bridal chamber. If they were arguing about this now, wouldn't it embarrass everyone and make outsiders laugh even more.
Seeing the two ladies nodding, Zhu Kui jumped up, ran left and right, and put out the candles on both sides.
A big red quilt was raised into the air, wrapping the three of them together one by one.
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Tianxia Villa and New Courtyard were purchased land on the basis of the original site, but the money actually went into Zhu Kui's own hands.
"Gan Ning, Huai Ming is training again!" As soon as he entered the new courtyard, Ma Jun saw Zhu Kui standing on the general stage, with Wang Cheng and Zhou Tai leading the drill below.
Gan Ning had just gone to drink water. When he saw Ma Jun arriving, he replied: "My eldest brother has been training his troops for three days since his wedding."
"Last time, he used the name of the Escort Bureau to train 500 troops. As a result, two years later, the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out and the imperial court's prestige fell. These 5000 troops were all written to me by him to collect refugees who could not escape and select the best troops from them. Before
I was training secretly, but this time when he came back, he started training openly. It seems like there will be another war somewhere next time."
Ma Jun spoke calmly to Gan Ning, but his heart was always filled with doubts. This young man made him see more and more clearly, and he even felt a sense of awe.
"Hehe, the third master seems to have some truth to what he said. The eldest brother is a far-sighted person and always plans for a rainy day."
"But you are planning for a rainy day. How much food, grass and weapons you secretly snatched back from the Yellow Turban thieves are all prepared for these." Ma Jun coughed lightly and pointed to the weapons in the hands of the new soldiers in the distance...
Because the soldiers were not recruited by him, this personal training was not only to increase their familiarity for future use, but also to make every soldier know that he is the master.
"Gulu!" Gan Ning drank two bowls of water, put down the big bowl in his hand and said: "Third Master, my eldest brother just said you were coming, so he informed him that I forgot to drink water, I will go over now
Call him"
Gan Ning trotted back, walked around the military formation, and saw the general's platform. The two chatted for a while. Zhu Kui looked back, and soon several personal guards came over.
"Uncle Ma, you're here, come and sit here," Zhu Kui cordially pulled him to sit down at the stone table, then turned back and followed him, "You all stand down."
"Huai Ming, I heard from Gan Ning, you want to see me if you have something to do?" Ma Jun asked.
Zhu Kui picked up the kettle, poured two bowls of water for both of them, and said, "Third uncle, I still want to ask you to help me with something."
"It's an affair. You are already Ying'er's husband. You and I are half a family. Why should we have an affair?"
"The thing is like this, I want to set up an academy in the city and recruit some children from poor families who are eight or nine years old, and ask the master to teach them to learn Chinese and Chinese characters. Then if there are any smart ones among them, let them learn classics, martial arts from you.
slightly."
"Oh, why do you want to set up this academy?" Ma Jun wanted to know the answer eagerly.
After taking a sip of water, Zhu Kui said: "It's a shame to say that military exploits can only be passed down to one generation, while poems, books and morals can be passed down for hundreds of generations. It's a pity that Kui is in the eyes of the world because of his military exploits, so he has been devoting himself to literary affairs recently.
, for the benefit of the world’s scholars, I hope to tell the world that I, Zhu Kui, am a versatile civil and military man who can run an army when he mounts a horse, and a country when he dismounts."
"This is only the first step in printing books and distributing them in volumes. Later, papermaking and printing techniques will be made public so that everyone can read."
"The purpose of running a school is naturally to promote the style of writing and to worship saints who teach without distinction. Although Ma Rong and Zheng Xuanshi did not teach, my approach is different from them. I only want to popularize education so that they can learn something by themselves in the future.
Even if you succeed, you will not be able to escape my passion and loyalty."
After hearing this, Ma Jun frowned and hesitated on how to reply to him. When Zhu Kui saw it, he was a little confused and asked: "Uncle Ma, what's wrong?"
"Huai Ming, with all due respect, it doesn't matter if you build an academy, just enroll a hundred or so children from poor families. It's best to stop talking about universal education, otherwise there may be a big disaster."
Ma Jun said with a solemn expression.
Zhu Kui had already expected Ma Jun's solemn tone, so he smiled and replied: "But are you worried about the hatred of Jiangdong's noble families?"
"Huai Ming, did you know that on the day of your wedding, when you were distributing books, Lu Guang behind him showed a displeased look on his face? Although he smiled and talked about it at that time, he began to have a grudge against you in his heart, and was still waiting to see what your specific thoughts and ideas were.
The reason for not falling out is just because of the good relationship you have forged with him over the years. If you act right now and start teaching civilians in Moling, I am afraid that not only Jiangdong, but all the famous families in the world will want you as an enemy."
"Under the torrent, there will be no place for death."
When Ma Jun mentioned Lu Guang's dissatisfaction, Zhu Kui was startled and lowered his head slightly to think. It was true that he sent the letter that night. Lu Guang had been using provocative words, but he was too busy and didn't take it to heart. Now that he thought about it, it was...
There is such a thing.
Since the Zhou Dynasty, the social classification has been very clear. The emperor, princes, ministers, scholars, common people, farmers and merchants are all included in the common people.
"I dare to ask Huai Ming, have you ever heard of the saying that the emperor and the princes and scholar-bureaucrats rule the world together?" Seeing Zhu Kui thinking deeply, Ma Jun explained again.
"Zheng Xuangong once noted in "The Rites of Zhou" that "there are six positions in the state, the first of which is the emperor... When he sits down and discusses the Tao, he is called the princes and princes; when he practices it, he is called the scholar-officials. He said: The emperor and the princes and scholar-officials jointly rule the world!" Zhu Kui
I answered without thinking….
"Exactly, now eighty-nine times among our Han scholar-bureaucrats are descendants of aristocratic families. This is a class struggle." Ma Jun paused when he said this. Looking at Zhu Kuilisuo's answer, he understood that Zhu Kui was not
I don't understand the key, but I have other plans...
However, Ma Jun still took the trouble to continue: "Since ancient times, aristocratic families have been powerful children, and they have the habit of raising scholars. Well... this scholar was a retainer in the pre-Qin Dynasty, mostly a warrior or a person with special skills. Since this dynasty,
Mainly scribes and scholars."
"The foundation for raising scholars is that these aristocratic families control knowledge, that is, books. If ordinary people want to escape from the common people class, they must worship the major aristocratic families and recognize them as their masters and lords."
"And Huai Ming, your actions and thoughts..."
Ma Jun didn't say any more, shook his head and smiled bitterly. If Zhu Kui wants to gain fame among the literati, the most important thing he needs to do is this. People don't have to join a noble family to have books to read. This will definitely affect the political and political views of these noble families.
Due to the influence of the times, it is natural to desperately try to get rid of him.
Fortunately, Zhu Kui hasn't done anything too obvious at this moment. The Lu family and others see it as nothing more than a way to win people's hearts, but if he continues, they may become hostile immediately.
Seeing the light in Zhu Kui's eyes flashing and finally brightening suddenly, Ma Jun knew that he must have listened.
"The power of the aristocratic family is indeed too strong. If the great cause is to be achieved in the future, it will be a plan for the world, and we still need to find ways to cut it off." Zhu Kui secretly made up his mind, but the academy still had to be built. He raised the corner of his mouth, sneered slightly, and asked: "
The third uncle thinks that given the current control of the Zhu family over Moling and the influence of Jiangdong, Kuierru insists on establishing an academy, how do you think we should compromise?"
Ma Jun frowned when he saw that although he relented, he still insisted on establishing a civilian academy. He was a little confused about the meaning behind Zhu Kui, but he didn't tell him the reason, so he couldn't guess it.
But no matter what, Ma Jun supported Zhu Kui no matter what. Seeing him think about it for a moment, he said: "How about building the academy as planned and limiting the number of people to 200 people?"
"I'll do as you say, Third Uncle." Zhu Kui made some calculations in his mind, nodded, and then formally entrusted the other party with the responsibility.